"Double Double toil and trouble
Fire burn, and caldron bubble
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake,
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing,"
That's what this little girl is made of.
[may Shakespeare have mercy on my soul]

The breeze lifts her plum hued hair, cut short and wedged, sunlight picking out red and black highlights.  Her smooth skin is a pale shade of lilac with touches of orchid around the eyes, the lips (both above and below), her nipples and and navel - you can tell because she is hardly ever dressed in more than snippets or straps.  Smouldering red eyes glare out at a world that owes her something and the sneer of her countenance suggests she's planning to take it, whatever it is.  From her forehead sprout a pair of small, pointed horns of lustrous black, testament to her wicked origin.

"With great power comes great responsibility."   ~ Uncle Ben quoting Franklin Delano quoting Voltaire.

While not overly tall, she strikes a remarkable figure as she poses for no one and nothing imparticular save her super-sized ego.  Her face is wider at the cheeks than at the temples and supports a strong jaw and chin.  Her eyes are set close beside the raised bridge of her long narrow nose.  Narrow but full bowed lips which she paints in magenta.  She has broad shoulders and needs them to support the simply massive mammaries that dangle from her chest and announce her approach, each breast sensuously soft and set with three inch diameter areolae and fingertip sized nipples.  Her torso narrows to a tapered waist that is by no means waspish, her belly sporting a layer of padding that contours the planes of her abdomen pleasantly (if you like that sort of chubby), making an eye-catching pit of her navel.

Below her plump belly, spread her hips, not quite meeting the broadness of her shoulders, not quite an hourglass. Hips and cheeks and thighs all carry just a touch of extra flesh, allowing for a pleasing jounce with each step and a lovely fullness when she sits.  The lucious delta where her thighs meet hips comes together to the soft, full petals of a fuschia flower beneath a trimmed wedge of plum thatch.   She keeps her garden groomed, shaping her pubic hair, and leaving her lips and nethers bare and smooth.  Above the apple shaped tush, sprouting from the base of her spine is a short and sinuous tail that wishes and sways and may be indicative of her mood.  Just below her shoulders are a pair of unfeathered wings, supple, pliant, resilient membrane spanning the limbs.

"What fun is Destruction if no precious Lives are lost."   ~ Kefka (Final Fantasy)

Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 137
Build: voluptuous towards chubby
Measure: 38k-26-36
Eyes: Red
Hair: Plum with hints of black and red
Skin: Lilac shading to orchid
Body Model: Chloe Vevrier

"Happiness lies neither in vice nor in virtue, but in the manner we appreciate the one and the other, and the choice we make..."   ~ Marquis De Sade

REDS: Scat, permanent disfigurement/dismemberment, PvP (somewhat negotiable), metagaming, rudeness, intolerance (including RP Nazis and Profile Purists), more as I get my bitchy sorted.

YELLOW: pointless

GREEN: Anything not red. All genders, species, and persuasions.  All positions, situations, and conditions.  LOVE BDSM, subby side but can switch.  I prefer not to be blind-sided.  I welcome PMs.  While pre-arranged may ruin spontaneity, some heads-up does ensure both sides get satisfaction.