Race: Horsekin
Sex: shemale
Orientation: Dominant leaning switch
Height: 6ft 3in

Looking at the proud equine in front of you, she seems to be precisely what you might expect of her species. Broad shoulders stand atop her frame, powerful thighs and hooves seemingly lifted straight from a mare that spent its life hauling the heaviest carts its master could find. Her stature more befits a stallion than a mare, truthfully...though there is still a bit of curve and softness about the powerful creature that speak to her femininity.

Soft flesh overlays the hard muscle beneath, a layer of coarse brown fur overtop it all. Her chest is more broad and muscled than anything, with only small B cup breasts rising with her intake of breath. That said, her perky and dark brown nipples are thick and sensitive...causing the horsekin to shudder delightfully when toyed with. Her hips bear a teasing curve to them, seeming perfect to grip whether she is between your thighs or whether you've managed to bend her over for your own enjoyment.

Naturally, between her legs hangs the expected equine sheathe that houses her horsecock. The sheathe is nearly eleven inch flaccid, and over eighteen when fully engorged. At just over three inches in girth, she is certainly not meant for virgins.

Her manner tends to be very vulgar....a haughtiness inherent in her voice that can make her seem quite abrasive to others. Her tendency to be condescending to those that annoy her, or even mercilessly teasing to those that amuse her...along with her tendency to comandeer most social situations only reinforce this.

Red: scat/vomit
Yellow: anything permanent (I don't really play often enough), submissive men (when the mood strikes me)

Greens: Blunt speaking and utter domination of Females, Shemales, and hermaphrodites. Stuffing cunts and asses until a thick creampie is pumped in. Forcing a character to their knees in order to service her, or dragging one off to the nearest shadowy alcove to bend over for her amusement. Taking a submissive as part of a group or putting on a show, though never truly in public. Strangely enough, being bent over herself to be abused by whomever has managed to coerce her to do so by either magic, guile, drug, or muscle...an indulgence she is quick to deny to save face.

As a mage's creation, Shria is gifted with an unnatural durability and resilience well beyond what a flesh and blood creature should possess. Likewise, her created nature imbues her with a few vulnerabilities in which opportunistic mages might take advantage of her. Her mind is conditioned to be susceptible to spells of enchantment, particularly control and suggestions, in order to bend her towards a mage's will.