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Name: Sunless Succubus
Race: Half-Fiend
Age: 19
Role: Switch/Sub
Sex: Female
Gender: Female
Orientation: Gay
Height: 5'7" ~ 170 cm
Hair: Red
Eyes: Emerald
Ears: Human
Nose: Button
Complexion: Fair
Bust: 48FF
Waist: 23" ~ 58cm
Hips: 48"  ~ 122cm
Build: Athletic
Markings:  A black sun with an 'S' etched upon its center engulfs the entirety of her left breast
Piercings: Earlobes

  ~'~'~'~'~'~Changes~'~'~'~'~'~

Fallopian Kisses: regardless of how you feel about the situation. Your womb needs it. Your tubes are no longer under your control. They will squeeze, kiss, suckle, and milk an invading prick for seed, and open only for the most virile of pricks. Those your womb does not regard as worthy simply dumps the seed in a phantom pocket to be consumed later.

Perpetual Heat:
unable to go more than a week without requiring impregnation. Roll a 1d4 at the start of a scene. If you get a 4, you're hungry and leading the scene.

Ovum +:  your ovum, upon impregnation, no longer result in living babies. Instead, they swell immediately and draw in surrounding seed for nourishment. They become golf-ball sized eggs within your womb. You now lay eggs despite the species of the father, congratulations, you are a broodmother.

Demon-Tainted:  you are immortal. But this comes at a cost. Whatever demon corrupted you with this, is now your 'patron', and any death that may occur will awaken you at their side, eventually. You may not like the results as you materialize around their prick, either lodged up your shithole, crushing your womb open, or choking you out.


  ~'~'~'~'~'~Description~'~'~'~'~'~

Once upon a time there was a little girl who lived at the edge of a dark forest. She always wore a red coat so everyone called her 'Red'. The woman was the very image of beauty and innocence that artists languished lifetimes to capture upon canvas. Her beauty unmatched only by her kindness, and tales spread across the four corners. One day, a jealous demon, blinded by her beauty, bestowed a terrible curse upon her--to be broken only by true love's kiss. So, she ventured upon the world to find her one true love, but stumbled upon a wolf instead.

The feral look of her striking emerald eyes beckon to a world of the wild as if all morality acquiesces to the unrelenting pursuit of one's survival. In passing, a long canine tongue occasionally spills forth from between the delectable folds of her ripe, sultry lips. The tongue wriggles freely spreading silver strings of spittle to moisten her painted lips. A bit of a habit perhaps, but she often nibbled those lips whenever someone drew near bearing her fiendish fangs, which zigzag across her devilish smile. Crimson freckles mar her otherwise resplendent smooth alabaster skin. Long flowing fiery tresses feathered against the woman's silken flesh coalesce about her bountiful bosom. Beneath her slender neck, narrow shoulders bear the weight of lush breasts, which deliciously heave and quiver with every little breath. Of each fleshy mount fat nipples adorn the summit.

The long narrow waist tapers towards her hips only to blossom outwards with the shapely expanse of rounded thighs. With each sensual step, lush pliant mounds of squeezable ass flesh sway serenely. As feet draw into contact with the floor, the concussion sends scant ripples up the length of her leg. She vaunted her unblemished beauty by appearing practically naked except for long roll of silk she cobbled together into a dress. The thin lewd garment often barely veiled her entrancing lower parts. An inquisitive gust of air would, at one moment with quite lubricious affection, cast the garment aside exposing her nether region.

Her plump mons pubis jiggles with every lewd step--her feminine canine sex dwells between her legs, the swollen labia dribbles its lewd fluid upon the fabric. At another moment, should the wind wantonly breathe directly upon it, clinging it tightly and vividly outlining the pleasurable prospect of her lower limbs. Charna is often found wandering with bold daring steps. Her feet shuffle against the floor as hips vivaciously sway. Though unnoticed by most mortals, the undeniable musk of lust emanates about her, which compelled those of the demonic or bestial persuasion to draw ever near. The carnal call grows all the louder and unbearable from prolonged exposure as if her presence robs them of their wits. The semblance of thought quickly melted away whilst filthy thoughts of lust and longing churned, and occupied their every thought.

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~Advanced/Competent Grammar~
~Paragraph to Multi-Paragraph Capable~

~Y~ All Genders
~Y~ Alternative Style
~Y~ Bukkake
~Y~ Chastity Play
~Y~ Cum Puke
~Y~ Degrading Tattoos/Piercings
~Y~ Fugly/Beastly Fucks
~Y~ Hirsuite
~Y~ Sticky Lube
~Y~ OOC Tells Welcome
~Y~ Romance
~Y~ Sense of Humor
~Y~ Unprotected Sex
~YE~ Adventure~!
~YE~ All body types adored!
~YE~ Bubble Butts
~YE~ Chains and Whips
~YE~ Characters with Character
~YE~ Degrading Writing
~YE~ Drugs
~YE~ Orientation Play
~YE~ Pain
~YE~ Premature Ejaculation
~YE~ Quirky Personalities
~YE~ Story Driven
~YES~ Oral Fixation
~YES~ Cock Addiction
~YES~ Comparable Effort
~YES~ Consequences
~YES~ Degradation
~YES~ Drool
~YES~ Filth/Musk
~YES~ Flaccidity
~YES~ Flaws and Imperfections
~YES~ Heavy Lipstick
~YES~ Long Floppy Foreskin/Sheathe
~YES~ Mad Romance
~YES~ Messy Makeup
~YES~ Musky Musk Musk
~YES~ NTR
~YES~ Non-Con to Con
~YES~ Nut Sucking
~YES~ Pussy Spitting/Spanking
~YES~ Urethra Play
~YES~ Voyeurism
~YESS~ Attention to Detail
~YESS~ Dungeon Crawling
~YESS~ Flaccid Orgasms
~YESS~ Long Term RP
~YESS~ Seduction
~YESS~ Slow Transformation
~YESS~ Sound Effects
~YASSS~ Cockfucking (Receiving)
~YASSS~ Creativity
~YASSS~ Onomatopoeia
~YASSS~ Male Pregnancy
~YASSS~ Plot
~YASSS~ Smeared Makeup
~YASSS!~ Corruption

~NO~ Terrible Grammar
~NO~ Low Effort
~NO~ Godmodding
~NO~ Boredom
~NO~ PM Sniping
~NO~ Klingons

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"Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."