Walkups welcome are and encouraged, I won't usually make the first move. Walkups with straight to the point sex are unwelcome. All genders are welcome, lesbian scenes are not particularly welcome, no smurfs are welcome, no archon draconis are welcome, no extremely short posts are needed or required. Roleplay is mandatory.


Race-     Fiendish Variety
Height-   5'5
Weight-  141
Eye-     Violet
Hair-     Red, fluffy
Sex-     Looks Feminine
Age-     Latter half of the Twenties
Skin-     Dusky


Miss Vex has clearly lead a good life. Or more specifically in her own view she has lead life well, which is to say she's obviously enjoyed the shit out of it.

A tiefling, half fiend, or something in that nature, not quite the full-blooded terror of the world but neither is she exactly a run of the mill ho-hum average woman, Veix has clearly a well taken care of woman. Of average height and just a few too many late nights and late mornings shy of a decent figure, her soft frame is sloped shoulder with delicate arms and pleasingly curvaceous curves,

Her round face is likewise soft, large and thick lashed eyes with thick, juicy red luscious lips that look so full and ready to wrap around something that they're always seeming just a breath away from literally hanging open of their own delicious weight, often in an easy, salacious smile, and a small upturned button nose with highly arched brows and slight cheek bone definition would give her the look of a fairly well to do and comely woman under most circumstances. She even has a beauty mark after all.

Her chest at least has benefited from her extra pounds, two thick, heavy, over-ripe melons stuffed pendulously into high lifting crop tops to further exaggerate her severe bosoms into downright dangerous territories, not a single movement she'd make wouldn't cause some ripple in the surface of tit town, and below her none-to subtle waist(though in the rare occasion where she stuffs herself into a corset she can remind anyone alive what they're made for) she has an equally overfull ass, the cheeks always seeming to swell and flow out or under anything she wears, so that from any possible view of the woman you're always going to see two swaying, bouncy blobs of fatty womanhood jiggling.

She dresses nice, quite posh, but more in the 500 dollar hooker as compared to the 50 dollar hooker way, not exactly the 'she is dressed well' category, smells reasonably all right and has a pleasantly throaty purr of a voice.

She's usually got a knife. Because a girl does have to protect herself, don't you know, and fiend blood is...fiend blood. Things happen.
https://www.f-list.net/c/veix/