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So a while back someone asked me to draw a particular theme. I figured this was a good time to give it a shot. I thought trying a different kind of background would make things a bit more unique as well. While not my normal type of subject exactly, I hope you enjoy this and  kotep's story regarding it!

Description from  kotep's story.


Part 4:

The fourth time Ygrn came to Riska's shop, she had to duck under the door. Riska was in the back, running down some accounting, but when the heavy footsteps shook the floor, she rushed out to the counter to be greeted by a snowy-furred gnoll.
Riska wasn't sure where to look first, so she started right in front of her eyes. Standing on her stool put her eye level with Ygrn's chest, wrapped up in a strapless fur-lined top. It left practically her entire chest open, allowing her overgrown winter chest fur to spill out on top of her heavy breasts and pour down into her cleavage. Each breast alone was easily larger than Riska's head. Armor like that could only be doing do so much to protect Ygrn.
Around her waist she had buckled a belted fur loincloth. A large silver wolf's-head crest was mounted right in the middle. The hair rising up from her crotch fell down on top of the loincloth and clung to the underside of her belly, a thick white shaggy tuft that reached up to her bellybutton. A glint of a bellybutton piercing glittered from deep behind her white fur.
Riska continued to move her eyes down over Ygrn's body. Furry boots were belted around Ygrn's thighs, thick with long fur that nearly dragged along the ground. The only other clothes on her body were fur-lined bracers around her upper arms, which looked as if they were strained nearly to the breaking point. Her shoulders and biceps were free to flex and ripple.
A pair of tusks jutted from her lower jaw and stuck up on either side of her muzzle. They were only a few inches long, but intimidating nonetheless. The tusks also pushed her lip out further, curling it into a heavier snarl and making it bulge around the thick, overgrown canines. She had swapped her nose ring for a thicker, more eye-catching one. Two scars stretched from her brow down to the base of her muzzle, as if they were pulling her face into a permanent scowl. Her blonde mane was tied back in thicker braids, spilling down her shoulders and back. Her hair would have been absolutely unruly if she hadn't kept it braided down. Bits of bone and silver jewelry hung from her ears and brow, decorating her face in white and grey.
"Here's yer loot," Ygrn growled, dropping a sack onto the counter. She grinned around her tusks at Riska. Riska tugged the bag open and started going through the contents. She glanced warily up at Ygrn every so often. The huge gnoll had her chest puffed out proudly, pulling her fur top tight. Riska didn't think the gnoll was going to attack her, but with such a savage appearance, she wouldn't push her luck.
Riska grimaced slightly as she pulled out a blood-flecked gold amulet. "I'm going to have to deduct a cleaning fee…" she began to say. Ygrn's expression soured and she leaned forward, putting her weight on the counter until it began to creak. "…but you've got a repeat customer discount, so it cancels out!" Riska finished. Ygrn picked herself up off the counter.
As Riska passed some rings over her detect magic rod, it began to rumble. She looked up at Ygrn, and before she could even ask what the gnoll wanted to do with them, she had let out a gruff snort.
"Just take 'um. I got me some good magic rings already. Yuh wanna see how I wear 'um?" she asked. Ygrn wiggled her fingers; there wasn't a single ring on them. She reached up, grabbed the edge of her top, and tugged it up. She'd taken two gold rings and used them to pierce her nipples. They stood out against her dark flesh, glistening slightly in the light, tight enough that just a little motion could get her nipples hard.. "This'n's, uh, whadda yuh call…stoneskin and this'n makes it easy ta hit stuff," she said. She cupped her right breast and flicked the nipple ring with her claw, then did the same with her left breast
As she dropped her top back down, she broke out into a loud cackle, seeing Riska's surprised, blushing face. With her cheeks still hot, Riska bent down over her ledger and finished off the last entries.
"Here you go, just sign it," she said, passing the gnoll the ledger and collecting up the coin to give to her. As she handed over the stack of gold, she took a look down at the ledger, with a big, uneven X where she'd asked Ygrn to put her name. As long as there was something there, it was good enough.
"Thanks, yuh little dragg'n thing," Ygrn grunted. "If yuh wanna get fucked good n' hard I'm stayin' up thuh road. I kin fuck bitches' brains out," she said. She leaned in close and stuck out her tongue--it was long and thick and curled invitingly at the tip.
"Maybe another time," Riska said. It took her whole willpower to keep from scuttling away from the gnoll nearly twice her size.
Ygrn made a good-natured snarl. "Fatten up yur tits while yu'rr at it. Bitches with big tits is bettur," she said. With a chuckling snort, she grabbed the gold and strutted out of Riska's shop.
Riska watched the great big gnoll beast as she left. It wasn't her place to pry into her customers' private lives, so she wasn't going to ask questions. She was, however, going to have everything Ygrn brought in double-checked. She did want to keep things safe for her customers to buy, no matter how much of a barbarian they were.