-Overview-
Name: Maelara
Race: Tiefling
Age: Mid 20s
Build: Voluptuous, soft, jiggly

-Description-
The woman before you is of fiendish heritage, a fact she makes a passing effort to conceal.

Atop her head, jutting from the silky ebon mane of her shoulder length locks, are a pair of horns that curve backwards and end in wicked points. Those raven tresses are carefully cut and styled to frame her face, stray strands frequently being brushed away from her vibrant blue eyes and back behind her pointed ears. Her facial features were no doubt influenced by her fiendish blood; her skin flawless and smooth, her cheekbones high, and full pouty lips that are often painted black. And yet she was capable of a dark scowl akin to a terrible beast, her angular features lending to a vaguely feral visage when she deigns to make it so. The defined line of her jaw leads down to the graceful curve of her neck, and from there to her slender shoulders. Her arms, like most of her body, have just enough padding of soft, supple flesh that you would presume the woman enjoys a life in lazy luxury with very little in the way of manual labor.

Now in all honesty, the first things to usually catch a wandering eye are her breasts, due in part to her often risque choice of attire. The teardrop orbs rest heavily upon her chest, sagging somewhat due to their generous proportions. The swell of her voluptuous busoms often strain against the fabric of most clothing she packs herself into, likely on purpose, and it would be rare for her bountiful cleavage to not be at least partially on display; the slightest movement of her body setting the wonderfully soft mounds to an almost hypnotic bounce.

Below those impressive curves lies her tummy, neither grotesquely firm with muscles nor overly flabby. She had a soft, smooth middle that strikes a balance between health and indulgence. Framing the lower region of her abdomen are her wide, subtly rounded hips that sway with her confident stride. From behind you might behold a pleasant view of her plump bubble-butt, the full curves grinding together as she walks. Lower still, her legs are long and shapely, the soft flesh showing the toned muscle beneath.

-Lights-

Reds- Toiletplay, superfluous violence and mutilation.

Greens- Many and varied. You can risk just roleplaying as you wish and I'll play accordingly, or you can feel free to send me a tell if you're unsure.