The word imposing has long since lost it's meaning around the likes of Sinfar. With demons and devils freely stalking the streets, it is hard to imagine what might strike fear into the hearts of such dreadful creatures. Perhaps it would be the very antithisis of a gruesome beast that would do the job.

Judging from an outward apearance, Ariel certainly wasn't a frightening sight. She stood tall at a height of six and a half feet; often propelling herself upward a few further inches by way of heeled boots.  With soft and supple features, she was in fact quite lovely! That was of course, if one could discount the looming beast that lay nestled between her thighs. Often lain less than concealed by little more than a loincloth was an absolute beast of a cock. Ariel's tool of distruction. A vast, vascular mass of dick meat reaching a foot in length in it's flacid state, and well beyond given any notion of arousal. Whilst length alone might set one's stomach to knots with fright, the girth was truly horrendous. All things considered, it might very well be easier to take a fist, or even two, than even attempt to accept the ludicrous dome of the angelic figure's monstrous python. Were the monstrous scale of her masculine offering not enough, Ariel claimed a pendulous pair of testicles ranging upward to the size of a grapefruit that churned with a promise of obsurd potency.

If that whore-splitting beast could be looked beyond, the gaze would find the rather beautiful form that carried it. Supple facial features softened any wayward scowls that might come from behind a pair of strikingly blue irises. Her body as a whole was full, but firm, with heavy set breasts dominating her torso. Just below their supple softness was a firm, and powerful core that was surely honed by daily routine. Her musculature was visiable, but not grotesquely pronounced, even giving a slight 'v' shape as if to direct the gaze to the aforementioned slut-breaker of a cock.

Her hips flared outward, suggesting the potential to bare children despite her distinctive lack of femanine genetalia. The legs that followed were just as the rest of her; long and lean with tight muscules. All things considered, it would surely go without saying that the woman's backside would be equally toned! Perhaps the only offering of fat on her body aside from the swell of her chest, Ariel's postierier was a thing of sculpturesque beauty. Whilst firm and toned as the rest of her, at rest a hand would find itself greeted with a soft layering of fat which simply begged for attention.

OOC:
As far as reds and greens, I don't really have a definitive list. No scat/gore/piss. Aside from those, I'm open to trying anything once, or maybe twice if I like it!