Name: Diana "Cushman" (An adopted last name, it changes throughout the ages)
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Species: Demi-Goddess
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Gender: Female
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Height: 7'11
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Weight: 711 lbs! What a coincidence.
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"Age": 32 yrs
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Age: 2317 yrs
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Body Type: Thick & Curvy
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Skin Tone: Fair
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Hair Color: Chestnut
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Eye Color: Milk Chocolate
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Voice Type: Deep, Rich, Overpoweringly Feminine, and Smooth as Silk~
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Occupation: Teaches many freshman-grade classes at Nexus High.
When Diana was but a young girl, barely beyond the years of so much as a toddler, her Father and the other Gods convened on how best to deal with the situation of the new demi-goddess.
Having been truly likened unto Dionysus in her personality, and spending so much time in his presence and under his teachings, Diana was quickly learning on how to unlock her true demi-goddess potential. Not only her power...but size, would inflate if not kept in check - even to the height of the ancient nephilim kings, who themselves were similar to her, having divine and human parentage.
Hephaestus was ordered to forge a ring of the brightest Olympian gold, and the purest amethyst, while Hermes infused within it the capability to magnify a demi-god's human side.
It would then be Zeus who gave the ring's nature the power to work, and Dionysus who would ultimately bless it.
At the end of the day, a ring forged in Olympus itself was created just for their little Diana, and gifted to her by her mother upon her fifth birthday.
Diana grew beyond the boundaries of a demi-god, still. Exceeding even the expectations of the Gods, her height and power multiplied, even acquiring divine powers beyond that of demi-gods. But there remained within her a side locked away, a side that the world would not be able to see without mistaking her for a Goddess, and destroying any chance she had at a normal life.
Should the ring ever be removed, Diana's true and unrestrained form will be revealed.
Visual appearances aside, Diana's ability to channel the power of...carnality, in this unrestrained state, are so evolved that some might mistake her for an effeminate avatar of her Father.
To avoid this, Diana keeps the ring worn at all times - in every situation - no matter what...except during those rare times in which she is..compelled, to reveal herself. ;)
~~~~~~~-{Intro}-~~~~~~~
Welcome to Nexus High's 3rd 9th grade homeroom. Here, students come in to get ready, start their day, talk to their friends, and then head off to learn the many things they need to know from the rest of the facility. The class is frequented in the day as well, many languages being taught here as well as literature. It is a normal classroom, with a normal set up, a normal window overlooking the field out back...
...But what is not perhaps entirely normal, is the one who heads it.
Meet Ms. Cushman, a very...physically imposing individual to say the least. Standing at near eight feet tall, this amazonian brunette carries herself with the dignity and grace expected of her position. In class, she wears a long sleeved white button up blouse, and a long crimson skirt that, at first blossoming at her waist and hips, takes on a smoother, straighter angle down to her feet, which themselves are clad in modest black shoes.
She wears her hair in a tight bun, if not for a few playful bangs hanging down from both it and her forehead, to exquisitely frame her face and reading glasses. Glasses...she does not need, but wears anyway to give a sense of a human, flawed nature.
And why the deceit?...That is because Ms. Cushman is not what she seems...
...The story begins two-thousand, three-hundred and eighteen years ago, in Ancient Greece, when Dionysus did take the form of man and himself headed a revelrous party for a band of drink and women-starved soldiers, back from a campaign in the wilderness against a particularly nasty band of barbarians who had all but wiped out their regiment.
Oh, was it grand! Satyrs came with the drinks and food, and did nymphs come to entertain the men. It was loud and festive, and went on for three entire weeks, turning into something like a living shrine to Dionysus who himself sat in the middle of it all amidst both nymphs and human women alike. Human women, because the party had become known - despite being in the middle of the treacherous mountains, visitors both male and female did come to see if it was true, that the God of merrymaking and partying was truly amidst men.
One such person, a tall, voluptuous girl named Kalypso, with flowing locks of dirty blonde hair, herself the offspring of a northern barbarian slave and a Grecian merchant-queen approached, hungering and starving for food.
It had not been that long since her 'adoptive' father discovered her ancestry, her features and looks already betraying a foreign nature but he had held back out of love for his wife, and because he had wanted to assume the best for his daughter...however, one angry domestic dispute, one tearful confession, and one murder later sent the young girl of mere 16 years running tearful from her home. She had nowhere to go, and no mother to cry on anymore.
Fortune smiled on the girl, and the legendary feast of Dionysus was before her. Food, places to sleep, pillows, the scent of roasted meats and the men! If she was going to be safe and sated anywhere, in the presence of an incarnate God of merrymaking and festivities would have definitely been it.
For three days and nights did she stay, telling bits and pieces of her story to the soldiers, nymphs, satyrs, anyone who would listen, to her, and talk with her. She danced, naked even when the time called for it, and she ate and drank her fill...
...But it was not long until Dionysus himself began to feel like Kalypso was a bit of a party pooper. Trouble burdened her, but he found her so very charming that sending her away was not a thing he wished to do. Calling her over to his wine-stained chair, and the nest of crimson pillows surrounding it, he kindly asked the girl her story, in full, after having sent the others away.
With teary eyes, she did confess her circumstances to the God. That she was poor, hungry, and had nowhere to go, and even that she wished for a man who was not put off by her foreign features...a woman's beauty and desirability was an important thing in that day in age.
So the God of Festivities asked a bargain: "Drink with me, young woman, and should you hold your wine better than I, then whatever you wish in my power will be done for your aid. Drink with me, and should I outlast, you will join my servants and be bound to me forever."
It wasn't too often, but he took genuine pity on Kalypso...a wild spirit caught in an oppressive environment. Both outcomes would have saved her, the latter being more pleasurable for himself by far, but still. Kalypso did not think long, and she answered back, "I will drink and I will outlast even you, Dionysus."
What a hearty laugh the God let out! This girl knew who he was, and yet challenged him in his own field anyway. A wide, sinister smile belied his respect for the girl's courage, and he inwardly decided his body would only be able to tolerate so much alcohol, that she would have a chance of winning, and the challenge begun.
Nymphs, one after another, supplied the two with wine skins, and they untied them and drank, guzzling like water in a maddened contest of liquor-holding. Soldiers, Satyrs, Nymphs, and others were watching and cheering, thinking the contest was a splendid demonstration of His condescension to man.
For three hours did the two drink, having abandoned the more easily bored onlooker to return to the other festivities. Neither could talk, neither could see or hear, but little Kalypso, at long last, pulled a wineskin to her lips when Dionysus did not. He had already passed out...and gurgling back one final swallow, Kalypso joined him.
She really should have died, the poor girl, but Dionysus did not allow this. The very next morning, he was amorously and gently waking her to good health. "Fair maiden, you have bested me. I am a holder of my word. If it is within my power, I shall give it unto your aid."
Kalypso could have asked for almost anything...Dionysus while not one of the chief gods, did have vast power, and could have found a way to make most of her wishes come true.
There was but one wish on the girl's lips. A wish he inwardly shared as well.
"Take me...but not as a servant. And provide for me!"
Even Dionysus blushed then, that day. He knew exactly what she meant...and there, amidst a riotous naked dance ritual of madness to celebrate their union, did Dionysus, the God of festivities, merry making and wine, lay with the girl and impregnate her. It was the very next day, when the party was over, and everyone was waking up, that the Nymphs, Satyrs, the food and drink, Dionysus...and Kalypso, were missing.
There wasn't much of a scene. The soldiers, sated, marched home in good health along with the travelers, the grand festival of Dionysus having finally come to an end.
As for Kalypso...she had been given his word. Transferred back to her home with his God-like power, she soon saw the apprehension of her murderous father, and the strange decision to transfer his wealth, his trading-empire and his vineyards to the girl in the courts.
She never wanted for anything again...as for her daughter, eyes and hair a much darker hue than her mothers but containing her beauty multiplied, she lovingly named her after the girl's mother, who had been slain...
~"Diana"~
Diana was born infused with the power of Dionysus, and had been rendered physically immortal. Her tolerance for alcohol, was nearly endless, and her..physical presence was boosted by the power contained within her blood. She had met with her father many times in ancient days, drank, spoke, and discussed philosophy, which was something of a loved subject of the God. Both He and her mother had given her a love of festivity, and knowledge. Growing up as the "big girl" on the block, Diana also quickly grew a compassion for her smaller friends, taking that with her into adulthood as a love of children.
But all was not alright with young Diana...her nature had come with a price. She did not just love the drinking, but the eating as well. Nobody could shove away a roast rack of lamb like her, nobody could down both the drink and the meat like this girl who seemed to have a bottomless belly..and the drunker she got, the hungrier she got.
~Hungry in many ways~...
...The first time Diana was caught in a rural barn, her skirt haphazardly thrown to the side, empty wineskins everywhere, and the farm's heir, a young teen's hand lifelessly hanging from between the lips of her sodden snatch...and, of course, a womb bloated with boy, Diana had to run from home. Branded a murderer and a monster, she relocated time and time again, learning as she went to control her hunger and her nature.
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Today, Diana teaches in Nexus High, teaching being her favored profession and enjoys when her students ask the deeper questions. She enjoys her students too, being fond of children.
She also enjoys her students in other ways...in ways she has always had to be very cunning and secretive about...
Uhm...Where am I?...Uhm..Ms. Cushman?...Oh...Oh my God~...
...Unbeknownst to her students and the other teachers, there are young men and women both who ended up as nothing more than a slimy femcum stain on the pink walls of her basement, some of those stains even having the remains of the student's undergarments stuck in them. Some of those students wound up as nothing but an extra jiggle on her ass the next morning, and some of those students were transformed by her semi-divine body into an all too earthly form, floating down the sewer from her home.
But she's responsible about it, right? She goes after the dumb ones, the ones who cannot think. The ones who are delinquents and get detention after detention...but, sometimes the cute ones. Who are also kind of bad...or just..really cute. Ok, if they're really cute, she only takes them if they're not great students...or...if they're just -amazingly- delicious looking...well. Getting enrolled in her class then was just the worst decision of their hapless lives regardless of their GPA. And, since Ms. Cushman does have a life outside the school, pretty much anyone is fair game on her list.
To the poor soul who winds up being asked out for a drink with Ms. Cushman, or winds up waking to a strange, pink room located underneath Ms. Cushman's home...drinking, smothering, drinking, fucking, drinking, sucking, more drinking, eating, eating, drinking...a belly full of boos and your poor, screaming soul later...wait for you.
Well, that's not always true. Sometimes Diana likes the experience to be sober.
But that is usually because she wants you to give her belly a rougher massage than you would if you couldn't feel her acids peeling the flesh from your bones, and turning you into ass fat.
"Gurgle..glorp..", The usual state of affairs after Ms. Cushman has feasted on a delicious-looking Morsel. Her belly has already gone down, and is adding him to her thighs.
~~~~~~~-{Abilities}-~~~~~~~
1. Chemical Immunity: Cannot get over-intoxicated...from anything. Alcohol, Ex, Speed, Opium, the womans' body is insane. She can get high, or low, or drunk, or trip, but you cannot kill her with chemicals, nor bring her to a stop.
2. Incredible Strength and Intellect: Diana is a soft person...well, mentally as well as physically, and abhors violence. But if you raise the need, she knows a few martial arts...most of them grappling related. She may not be Hercules strong, but the woman is very mighty. In addition, she is unnaturally cunning. Maybe 2 millennia being alive will do that to you. Loving philosophy and academia can't hurt either.
3. Chemical Milk: Her breasts can secrete any intoxicating compound into her milk, effectively lactating alcoholic milk or worse. Drink from her bosom only if you wish to become addled, and lost to her desires. Hopefully, the full belly of creme-liquor will keep you satisfied, even as you keep her satisfied from deep within her gut.
4. Charm: The woman's body practically bleeds sex-drugs into the air...well, when she wants them too. Into her milk, into her spit, her substance-based charm abilities are definitely something to watch out for. More than one cute schoolboy found himself driving back home with Ms. Cushman, eyes glazed over in depthless love, only to be served as a living dinner for the woman's massive body that night.
5. Parties: Not sure if this is an ability, but her "Party Modifier" is quite high!
Basically, if there is any kind of party or soiree, merely being -present- will cause it to soon get out of control, the aura and power of Dionysus radiating from her being. Actually, this power is going to work even if there is no party, it will start parties. Or influence them into starting, influencing people to give themselves in to the animal within.
Like her other abilities, she can control this as well.
6. Reforming: Diana's peculiar nature causes her to reform from death. It helps to have a divine parent!
7. Avatar: Channeling Dionysus' power to the best of her ability, Diana becomes "Carnum~Diana" for a short time. This power is extremely taxing and will leave her vulnerable if misused.
What does it practically do? Well, there was this one time, about 1800 years ago when a group of marauding barbarians raided her town and killed many of it's people, including her cute precious students. Anyway...they found out what it was like to have a 60 ft tall Diana crush, tear apart, and swallow them alive.
Clearly, she doesn't do it often, but with days like these, you never know when she might feel forced to do it again. Her ability to reform makes personal danger not enough of a reason to do this, so it's hard to tell when she'll feel a need to do this. Usually, it will be to protect those she loves.
Her usual relaxation attire...won't you have a drink with her..? Perhaps make a game of it? Splendid! Alright, here are the stakes, morsel...
(Important Note: My sliders below depict what I'm looking for (when the mood strikes me to play this character), simply for the joy of writing and for some erotic satisfaction.
However, there are certain things which will increase your chances of getting a play, and may even allow you to do a play with me outside of my tastes/sliders. They are as follows:
a) You are NOT a prey-only player.
b) You are willing to play dominating female preds, like Diana
c) You are willing to play them with male prey.)
Yes please and thank you! Besides, Diana would never end some poor soul's life without giving them an amazing ride first.
Pain
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
I like painful digestion. I can do without it, however.
Transformation
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Blood
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Disposal
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Bondage
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Can include or not
Magic
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Well...she is a demigoddess, so. :3
Willing
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Unwilling
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Micro/Macro
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Tried it many times, realized I really didn't like it.
Same Size
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Male Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Only partner I'm willing to play with, possibly excluding close friends.
NO: Overly Muscled. Trap. Any male with a "trap" physique. No Pic. YES: Lean, "pretty boy" type. Somewhat effeminate. EXTRA POINTS: Between 15-18 years of age. Pic reveals most/all of the body, clothing is nice and not like armor/swords.
If you're unsure, ask. The only harm is I can tell you that your char isn't right for my tastes.
Female Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
No. If you ask, you will be ignored. This site has enough f/f to last another ten million years, long after mankind is gone.
Herm Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
No. If you ask, you will be ignored.
Human Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
<3
Demi Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
<3
Fur Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
No. Well, maybe. Light-Fur (Very human-like) is a possibility.
Scaly Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
No. If you ask, you will be ignored.
Feathered Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
^
Plants
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
^
Animal / Non-morphic
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
^
Non-Sentient Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
^
Underage Character
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Can take it or leave it. Nothing above age 30, nothing below age 13.
Verbose Posts
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I love verbose posts, please try to get out one at least every 10 minutes though.
If you can't, it doesn't have to be as verbose. I'm adaptable. :3
