Brianna Tempest

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Sometimes it is what is wrought of nightmares that makes the most pleasant of dreams. It is also said that when gazing long into the abyss, it in turn gazes unto you. This philosophical expression, noting the difficulty of maintaining humanity in an inhumane world, was not anticipating orbs that shone like gold upon a stormy sea of demonic chaos. Neither were the artists of the past era inspired to define the lust and avarice found within mortality using hair spun of slender strands of gold.

With her hair spilling down around her ruby face, her plush full lips curl into a contemptuous sneer. Nothing good could exist in something so wicked. Nothing loving dwelling with a being so tempting either. Carnal lust being the only thing conveyed by the demeaning and demanding expression. With a body to offer every pleasure forbidden to the flesh.

Lush full breasts, generously lifting from her chest, the soft full bosoms perfect to press in against, to be used to grasp anything pressed between the orbs. Nipples permanently firm and capped with golden studs, insuring the viewer the mandate for attention to the rich swollen breasts. Perky and toned, as were her limbs, the succubus' chest provided the first step down a luxurious dream.

Imposingly tall, standing at seven feet and two inches, the dream could go on for some time. Following the feminine curves, reinforced with toned muscles beneath, the bubbly big rump perfect for a swatting. At least until it flexed, certain to capture anything between it in a crushingly delightful grip. Her ruby red flesh evenly toned every inch along her body.

Still every dream of lust must become a nightmare, only the brave can embrace that nightmare, or the warped crave it. For all the sinful pleasures her body could offer, her mind delights in bending others to her will. Teasing, tormenting, demanding, and heartlessly expecting the impossible of any whom approach her. All in the name of her cardinal sin. Still she is no beast, no abomination, there is more to her then just her lustful demands, there is a cunning sincere soul there somewhere.

Yet even a nightmare must rally and yet again the perverse are given their treat. A massive cock hidden inside a sheath adorns the woman's hips. Generous testicles hanging beneath, filled with potent, rich, hot seed, promising to spill forth at little warning and inflate her partner. Providing cover for her tight, damp, and gripping labia lips snugly hidden behind the large orbs. Then again, few would seek her feminine folds with the girth resting above.

The pulsing cock is not equine, rather that of a canine creature. The deep red cock stretching out as long as an arm, and as thick as one of her muscular arms. The smooth flesh coming to a heavy knot quick to inflate and lock a slut in position. Along the cock three spiked collars adorn the ruby red fuck pole. Behind the knot to insure no errant bitch escapes, another near the middle promising to grind against the sensitive innermost walls, and the final just behind the tip of the cock.

Still the carnal activities of the woman are not limited as one might hope to simply rutting. Lifting above her plush rump is a tail, a merciless abomination with a spaded tip nearly six feet long. Promising to lash and penetrate with equal vim and vigour. While massive wings holding a thirteen foot span could grip a smaller form and pull them into a sinful embrace.

A hell-beast, brimstone wafting as a miasma around the hunched form. Long and powerful legs ending in four toed paws, smouldering prints of sulphur left in the wake of every footstep. The long strands of lanky jet hair embossed with eudialyte etching. The demonic bitch of a woman in her baskervillen form. Eyes shining like molten gold with darker burning embers shining out to capture the sights. At two meters tall the hound promising both carnal lust and terrible nightmares to those it seeks for prey. The shaft larger, no longer needing collars to adorn the length the heavy knot seeming aching to swell at the slightest provocation of the next potential victim.
Player:Blissful Releases
Gender (Visually):Female
Race (Visually): Human