[It's a trap! Iyymirvaandar is shapechanged into a hung, bombshell she-male.]

- [RACE]: Dragon, blue
- [APPARENT AGE]: 27
- [GENDER]: Masculine-identifying, may shapechange to appear as a woman (with or without a cock, but still uses he/him pronouns)
- [HEIGHT]: 6'4" (193 cm)
- [WEIGHT]: 253 lbs (115 kg)
- [SCENT]: A natural, pleasant musk, clean and faintly mineral, undercut by a subtle trace of ozone and cold air.
- [CULTURAL ORIGIN]: Difficult to place with certainty; the refinement and confidence suggests some form of nobility, though the presentation ostentatiously departs from its conventions in ways that feel intentional.

Those of draconic and/or sorcerous blood are especially magically drawn to him. (Feel free to approach.)

(Could be recognized as draconic royalty from Turmish!)

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[PHYSIOLOGY]
There is no true dress to speak of. The upper body is (usually) left entirely bare. What might have been concealed is instead presented without apology: an athletic frame of broad shoulders, narrow waist, all lean definition and uninterrupted line. Far from the mass of a laborer nor the austerity of deprivation, but something curated, muscle placed by shapechanging magics exactly where it serves the form best.

From his back rise two massive wings, their presence alone enough to disqualify any easy classification as human or elven. They are proportioned beyond practicality, broad and commanding, their pale, argent-toned membranes catching light with a subdued sheen. Even at rest, they lend him an outline that refuses subtlety.

Neither human nor elven, if the wings were not already sufficient indication. His features are cleanly rendered, almost clinically symmetrical, with a softness that leans androgynous without ever tipping into fragility. There is a deliberate prettiness to him, sharp where it needs to be, but otherwise disarmingly smooth.

Silver hair falls long and unbound, fine enough to suggest care without visible effort, framing a face that seems constructed to be easy on the eyes. His skin carries a pale, faintly luminous tone, unbroken and unblemished, stretched over a defined structure.

High cheekbones give structure to the face, tapering into a clean, narrow jawline that resolves in a smooth, measured chin. His eyes are slightly elongated, set with a natural lift at the outer corners that lends them a faintly feline cast, containing slitted bright amber pupils framed by extremely long lashes that sharpen rather than soften their intensity.

His lips are full and inviting, the upper lip cleanly shaped and the lower carrying a natural softness to hold back the unnaturally sharp teeth that show whenever he speaks. As with all shapechangers, the dragon freely controls which of his draconic features he manifests, most often employing sharp teeth to leave distinctive marks upon his trophies and a long tongue to spread his scent over them.

Below, the tight line of his form leaves little ambiguity. The fall of fabric at his crotch does not fully obscure the shape beneath, and what is suggested cannot be described as anything but an impressive, girthy, bitch-breaking breeder shaft and accompanying full balls. The effect is difficult to ignore, and, more to the point, does not appear to care whether it is being ignored.

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[MANNERISMS]
There is, in contrast, a marked absence of restraint in his physical manner. He moves as he pleases, stretching with open ease, shifting his posture without concern for decorum, fingers idly tracing along his own arms or collarbone in thoughtless habit. Proximity does not appear to register as a boundary to the dragon; he will rest a hand at a shoulder, adjust a fold of fabric, or brush contact in passing with no hesitation and no sign that such gestures require permission.

He has a deep, pleasing voice oozing with confidence and speaks in an even, controlled register, neither hurried nor languid. Words are chosen with intent and released without hesitation. There is no excess in his tone, nor ornament added for effect. Pauses in speech are often deliberate, or else mark the clean conclusion of a thought.

And then, of course, is his near-perpetual smirk.

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Dominant & Polygamous

(the character is a possessive, wicked, sadistic dragon that is equally capable of seductively toying with his mates and raping them!)

GREEN

- female partners,
- romance,
- relationships,
- disciplining,
- flirting / banter,
- foreplay / teasing,
- tonguefucking,
- begging,
- worship (literally and physically),
- skimpy clothing,
- curvaceous bodies,
- high heels,
- lingerie,
- breeding,
- lots of cum,
- pregnancy risk,
- freeuse / casual sex,
- cnc / dubcon,
- blackmail,
- corruption,
- orientation play,
- domme-breaking,
- making women cheat,
- objectification,
- degradation / humiliation,
- slave / pet play,
- elves,
- exhibitionism,
- body marking (bites, bruises, scratches),
- ageplay,
- raceplay,
- harems,
- ffm,
- using magic during sex,
- planar beings, contracts and high-level political shenanigans,
- many other generally evil things

YELLOW

- mmf,
- smallfolk,
- violence in erp,
- snuff

RED

- dicks on others in erp,
- disproportional bodies,
- anthro (furries),
- bestiality,
- tentacles,
- vore,
- scat,
- stds,

Also available for non-erotic roleplay. Tell friendly.