Or should that be...Mammaries of Summer? XD

Penelope is my brunette OC, and Fleschette is my redhead...but there's also a blonde, Summer Suitechekes!

I haven't done any new work of her yet, and it may be a while, so I thought I'd introduce her with a few old comic panels. 

If you want to get to know Summer better, she's featured in several stories by the amazing .  AW superlatively portrays both Summer's sunny personality and prodigious physique (she famously has the biggest boobs of all my characters), as well as putting her in some astounding predicaments!

(The first two panels above are an illustration from 'Summer's Day'...to find out what happened next...read the story!)

Summer's DayThe trees were lush and green after the early July rains; they murmured, rustling, in the slight breeze that disturbed the afternoon warmth. Apart from their soft susurrations, the shimmering heat was broken solely by the occasional chirp of birdsong; that is, until the faint whirr of wheels on hot tarmac became gradually apparent.
It was nearing the end of Summer Suitechekes’ patrol, and she was looking forward to enjoying the rest of the warm evening with a cool drink and a good book. For now, though, she enjoyed the breeze on her face as she cycled along the quiet street.
It was a shame that the road was deserted, as Summer was a young woman who really deserved an audience. Her exquisite face was blessed with long-lashed, doe-like blue eyes, full, pouting pink lips and a slightly upturned nose. Her shining golden hair was styled into a pair of elegantly braided tails that flew out behind her slightly as she cycled.
Her face, lovely as it was, was almost unnoticeable next to th  Burglary Gone Wrong... The AftermathThere was a tremendous clanking sound as one of the two running, or rather hobbling, figures smashed their shins into one of the overflowing bins that flanked the darkened alley. There was a muffled burst of cursing and then once again the only sounds in the evening were the short gasps forced from their lips and the nearby klaxons of the police sirens.
‘C’mon… we’ve gotta keep… moving,’ Debra managed to get out.
‘That’s easy for you to say,’ Lisa moaned from behind her. ‘You don’t have melted ice cream inside your cat suit. I’m gonna have frostbite where it really shouldn’t belong!’
‘This isn’t really the time to be thinking about that,’ Debra wheezed. ‘We’re lucky we’re not in cuffs already.’ The burglarettes had indeed been lucky to get away; only a few minutes earlier the two of them had been suspended helplessly in Doctor Hephaestus’ laboratory, havin  But is Burglary Gone Wrong Art?The west wing of the venerable but still imposing Layton Gallery was ringed by a well cared for line of shrubbery. The thick vegetation blocked the looming institution from direct sight of the nearby road, as well as adding greenery to what would otherwise be a rather stark appearance. It was after the stroke of midnight, and between two of the bushes two rather lovely young women crouched, their minds on a very particular type of art appreciation.
‘I’m still a little worried about robbing this place without looking at its plans,’ Lisa whispered, brushing a strand of long, dark hair away from her face.
‘Well, we know where all the cameras are, that’s the main thing,’ Debra hissed back. ‘And we saw where the alarm controls were when we cased the place. We shut that down, and even if the guard spots us, we can be away before they can alert anybody.’
‘Yeah, about the guard…’ Lisa said, biting her glossy crimson lower lip wo

And this CG Summer montage by -

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