straxacore

Name: Cassandra

Nickname: My demonic side goes by Straxacore or Strax for short

Date of Birth: I think it was March

Age: When you pass 1000 you don't keep track

Sexuality: I am open to all

Romantic Status: Forever Alone

Occupation: I own a restaurant called the Phoenix Nest

Residence: Me and most of my employees live in my housing complex nearby

Mother: An ancient queen long forgotten

Father: Same as above but a king

Extended family: I had a sister once...I do not wish to talk about it

Height: Im 6'8"

Build: I work out but someone called me plush MILF, what ever that means

Hair: Today its red but it changes all the time

Eyes: Purple

Tattoos: I have one above my tail, part of a spell

Scars and marks: My wings are pretty banged up

Most mortals can be manipulated into doing what I want, not all of them though. Also it doesn't work so well on magical beings.

Using my demonic wings I can fly.... well glide they were damaged on my way out of hell.

Big or small, furry or scaley. I can look like anything. But it won't last forever.

Well being an ancient demon has its advantages. I can use some pretty advanced spells. Ever wanted to be turned inside out?.

I am pretty darn storng when I want to be. But I still have others move the furnature for me.

I can contact the soul of anyone I Devour and summon them at will. Sort of like puppets. Or a huge army who's sole purpose is to serve me.

I have enough money to live comfortably for a thousand lifetimes. Or I could buy a country or two....

If you die at some point and want me to bring you back just let me know... Somehow.

“Once upon a time in a long forgotten kingdom lived two princesses. One was fair and sweet and loved by all while the other was wise and compassionate more so than anyone else in the land. One day the sweet younger princess went out into the woods by herself, something she was told never to do. She walked for many miles and eventually got lost deep in the darkness. She searched and searched for a way home but found none. Day turned to night and again to day but still she was lost and alone.

Eventually she finally stumbled a meadow which offered her shelter from the wilds. She awaited rescue by her sister and the knights of the kingdom but none came. As the days drifted by she became more and more desperate to find her way home but each and every time she tried to leave she found herself right back in the meadow. No matter how far she walked the princess always wound up exactly where she started. It was upon the tenth day that something different finally happened.

She awoke to find herself no longer alone; standing in the water was the shadow of a wolf, something not of this world. She plucked up her courage and approached the beast for help. As she drew near it stood like man and offered its hand to her. The creature freely gave the princess what she desired but it would come at a terrible cost. Being as desperate as she was she accepted the wolfs hand, no matter the price she would pay it for freedom. She once again awoke as if from a dream but this time there was no meadow to greet her, instead she found herself back home in her own bed.

Her sister and the kingdom rejoiced and celebrated for a week, they had their beloved princess back. But not everything was well and the spirits price came to haunt them. Each full moon hence the princess changed, she became savage and wild. Her body erupted with fur and fangs, her kindness vanished replaced by hatred and hunger. Many of the kingdoms people vanished overnight never to be seen again.

The princess awoke the following day and recalled all that had happened. In her distress she sought help from her sister who in her wisdom knew she could not help and gained assistance from of all the wise men of the kingdom to try and cure the young princess of her curse. No matter what they tried they could not restrain nor remove the spirit that now dwelled within her. Several full moons passed and despite many going missing no one outside of the castle knew the cause. As the sun set before the next full moon the wise men along with the young princess’s sister called upon an ancient power to strike down the beast. The young princess was too dangerous to remain within the kingdom and had to pay the price for her dark bargain. When the sweet princess once again changed she was set upon by flaming chains, they bound her arms and legs searing her flesh before the very ground beneath her erupted. As the princess was dragged down into the bowels of the earth she swore vengeance upon the kingdom and sister whom had betrayed her. As the ground sealed shut her screams echoed throughout the castle before slice fell upon the hallowed halls.

Many years passed and the young princess was all but forgotten by her people, her sister reigned and the kingdom prospered. Yet upon one full moon something stirred deep within the forest, smoke and fire bellowing forth from the ground before dying down. Left in their wake was a figure, cloaked in blood and ash. The kingdom was aroar with celebration and mirth as the dark figure approached; it was the queens wedding night and the people’s joy shone like a beacon even in the dark places of the world. With each step the figure took her belly swelled and the more her belly swelled the less cheers could be heard. Until those few cheers that remained turned to screams and begging and then nothing.

Silence full upon the castle and town surrounding it. All inside had vanished without a trace and no witness to tell the truth bar one. The lone figure from the forest walked back through the gates come the morn, adorned with the finest dress and the most exquisite jewels the kingdom had to offer. She stood for a moment to breath in the cool fresh air of her once beloved kingdom before taking flight upon her leathery wings and leaving the hollowed land to fall into legend.”

Timeline
• Hipher has been permenantly added to my left foot. I absorbed him body and soul after he failed to devour me one too many times. I grew tired of his pathetic attempts to eat me so I punished him by forcing him to live for eternity under as my sole. He will forever be under me whereever I walk and if you wish to speak to him just ask and I'll take my shoe off. He can't say much but he can listen, I know because he twitches so well.

□ My Rules
1 I like freedom. Suggestions are fine but orders are not.
2 Please write your fairshare. Fapping is encouraged but please write too.
3 Leave if you need to it's fine but please continue when you come back.

□ I roleplay as anything and I am pretty open to doing anything, including non vore scenes

□ I love making friends so feel free to message me if you just want to chat ^_^

□ If you would like to use my code here just message me. I like sharing

□ If the RP is good I may ask if I can post it to the gallery. You are free to say no of course.

Picture by Pace
This was drawn after I ate a girl scout. Pace was terrified I was going to eat him next, so he drew a portrait in exchange for freedom. He did make nice belly fat once he stopped begging.

Picture by Lavissa (SFW)
If I catch your eye at a rave just walk away.

Picture by SarahX
Sometimes I don't end up ontop. But maybe I like it like that.

Picture by MrIddi
I was showing a mortal that he will never make it into heavan now.

Picture by 4ofSwords (SFW)
Having seen what my next meal was doing I was a little shocked to say the least.

Picture by Bigbig

Nude version of above by Bigbig
do you know whats more fun than corrupting a nun? Eating one.




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