Race: Unseelie Satyr / Celestial
Height: 5'0"
Weight: 165lbs
Skin: Green
Hair: Green
Eyes: Gold (Glowing)
Wings: White
Gender: Hermaphrodite
Build: Curvy

 Born of the crossing of an unseelie satyr -  her mother already an abomination of goblin and fae - and a celestial, this strange mixture of creatures sprung fully formed into existence mere minutes after the completion of that blasphemous union.
 The source of the "miracle" of this, be it the magic potion the celestial was coaxed into imbibing, the divine blood, the remnants of a prior coupling with a Lamashtu follower, or something else entirely, is a mystery to both mother and daughter.  Possessing the bulk of her mother's memories of a goblin upbringing, she identifies mainly as one of their kind, despite the pull of her celestial blood on her demeanor.


 She stands a half foot taller than her unseelie mother, though mirrors her in most regards physically besides that, albeit on a proportionately larger scale.  The expansive wings on her back, and the ludicrously large breasts counter-balancing them to the front, are the obvious contributions from her celestial parent.

 A large pair of darkly colored goat horns sprouted from her head, as well as the furred digitigrade lower legs, ending in cloven hooves, mark the most obvious elements of the satyr parts of her blood.

 The deep green of her skin, and the same tone to her hair, combined with elongated ears that would put the vast majority of elves to shame, the most obvious of her goblinoid traits.

 The already mentioned wings, and her golden eyes which glow with a divine internal light are the clear markings of her celestial lineage.


 Her face, overall, is more plain than pretty, though the plainness of those features is offset by her less common traits that surround that visage.
 She wears her hair in a ponytail, kept snugly tied in a top knot, with a wide headband keeping the bulk of her bangs, as well as any shorter or split hairs, out of her eyes.

 Her horns are carefully wrapped, above and below by that band, keeping the base of them, where that bone breaks through the skin, both out of side and padded more than her hair could manage on its own.

 Her ears taper to a long point, curved up and back, resting against hair and headband.  The right ear often half blocked from view by a flower kept pinned to that hair band just to the front of it.

 Her eyes are a pale gold color, though the light that radiates from them is a brighter shade of gold, more obviously yellow leaning in the tinge.  Often worn, blocking them from view and filtering the light which emanates out from them, is a pair of green lensed glasses.  Their purpose seemingly cosmetic, since she seems to function equally well with or without them present.

 Her lips are a brighter shade of green than  her skin, seemingly naturally, as the color never seems to smear or fade.


 Her neck is slender, most often covered by a studded collar worn about it.  The leather o that band thick enough to serve as some small manner of protection against tooth, claw, or blade.


 Her shoulders are lean, as are the arms that extend out from them, though the musculature that is present there is well defined.  Lithe limbs combined with a gymnasts tone, that extend down bracer covered forearms to calloused hands.  Garb, and general conditioning of those limbs betray her as an archer, even when a bow and quiver aren't present to make that judgment even easier to make.


 Her wings are a slightly off white, tinged blue in some of the feathers.  A light, rudimentary armoring covering some of the more delicate joints of them.  It seems unlikely they could support her for any manner of true flight without additional making aiding her.

 To the front from there, the first real signs of fatty deposits on her body, when glancing from her head downwards.  Fleshy masses, each of which would be four handfuls for hands the size of her own to grasp, they rest with a heavy sag on her chest.
 Bouncing unrestrained with each step, its only their sheer softness that allows this woman to fire a bow at all.  Her hand all but disappearing into the side when her bow is drawn back.  The soft leather of her top as crucial for her in protection from the sting of that released bowstring as the bracers on her forearms.


 The muscles in her back are taut.  Well defined lean mass there, and along her obliques and abdominal core, seem made more for stamina and flexibility than power.

 Flaring outwards from there, her hips show none of that tone, only fleshy softness.  Her ass swells backwards, rounded cheeks that are every bit as jiggly and malleable to groping hands as her breasts are.  Two masses of flesh so soft that if she were to walk nude, the slap of those veritable hams swaying there could be heard well before she could be seen.

 Nestled between those rested the wrinkled star of her sphincter, and in front of that, the always puffy labial folds that flanked the hybrid's perpetually dripping slit.
 That mound was concealed from view from the front by the hefty sac just in front of it.  The skin of it pulled taut, completely smooth in its usual state, the firm testes within not noticeable due to the outwards swell of the fertile seed filling it.  It would only be after those heated contents were released, and that sac reduced to a smaller, wrinkled state, that the space between pussy and cock could be seen at all, or even prodded with an exploring finger.
 A clitoral nub was present there, though normally concealed by that sac.  That sensitive swell of flesh most times squashed by that sperm filled pouch, and kept constantly stimulated by that.

 Fully to the front rested the hefty slab of cut cock she bore.  Fully the equal of her unseelie mother's proportionately, with her added height it became an even more punishing mast of flesh than hers was.  Verging into the range most often associated with stallions, fully aroused that vein lined monster would reach a length of fourteen inches.  Taken after this beast, her balled fist and arm to the elbow would seem mercifully small and soft in comparison.

 Her thighs had the same fleshy quality as her ass, though that fatty layer tapered off towards her knees.  From there lower, the limbs were leaner.  Their furry covering and digitigrade nature, as well as the hard hooves at their end, a sharp contrast to the softness of the upper portion of those limbs.



[Reds]
Violent Rape, Gore, Vore, Graphic Torture

[Yellows]
Vanilla Sex, Gentle Sex, Relationships*

[Greens]
Any Gender, Any Race, Massive Insertions, Anal, Oral, Vaginal, Tit Fucking, Deep Throating, Cum Play (Hard/Soft Facials, Creampies, Bloating, Marking), Rough Sex, Humiliation, Coerced Sex














* OOC - Bogen is an inadvertently created magical clone of her mother, infused with a celestial spirit.  Due to the conflicting memories of an upbringing not her own, and a celestial nature, she has conflicting desires to punish the wicked, and to destroy and corrupt innocence, and as such has very little interest in relationships, or sex with people she likes and/or respects.