Saffron_Burgess



RIP: 8-3-2014: Private Message

Xenia broke into Saffron's home and fell asleep on her bed. Finding the beautiful naga there in human form, the predator couldn't resist. Undressing, she pleasured herself and Xenia as she anally devoured the woman, pulling her all the way up into her body, the creature subconsciously pleasuring her on her way in. However, as the digestive juices started their work, Xenia finally came groggily to her senses.

Trapped inside her prey, Xenia didn't care. She regrew her tail, forcing it out of Saffron's rear and both pulling herself out and consuming the girl, she dragged her about half eaten, violating her and washing the digestive juices off before allowing her to crawl in deeper. Saffron had accepted that she would die herself one day, and so she took as much pleasure as she could out of the horrid process, tentacles raping her as she recounted the fate of Betsy. Xenia watched the tape, saw how Saffron's former permavictim had died and pleasured her until she digested her heart, consuming her body and soul and adding her to her beautiful form once and for all.

Saffron's career as a predator was no more.


Name: Saffron Burgess
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Nationality: American
Occupation: Independently Wealthy
Age: 25
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 175 lb
Hair/Eyes: Brown/Brown
Bust: 34AA
Family: None (Deceased)
Appearance: With a healthy, pear framed body, is an athletic, attractive woman who is proud of her legs. Honed to perfection, with just the right bit of softness to avoid them looking like an over-developed track enthusiast's limbs, she likes to show them off without hosiery, wearing shorts and short skirts to leave as much of them visible as she can. She dresses in simple, muted enough colors and walks with the confident air of someone who knows what she wants and means to get it. She has a pleasant, small smile that she uses to disarm people who might be put off by a little too much strong personality, and when she speaks it's with a playful and open tone.

Personality: Saffron never knew her parents. She knew they were rich, the Burgess Family having been involved in the steel industry generations ago and invested well to ensure the wealth would continue into infinity as long as it wasn't squandered. Each successive generation had inherited that wealth, re-invested it and kept the train flowing just enough to ensure the next would be well off enough to use the power that came with wealth to influence the world around them. Her father and grandfather had all been rich, pro-active industrialists and captains of industry.

Saffron knew only about Kyle and Margaret Burgess from what the steward that raised her in the name of her parents and grandparents told her about them. They were dead of cancer shortly after she was born. Her relationship with Marcus before his passing, leaving the entire estate now under her control, had been cool, distant and entirely too boring for her tastes.

For nearly two decades, the Burgess family was a forgotten thing, an old icon largely assumed to have passed with the years. Barely anyone knew that they had a daughter, and assumed the money had finally gone out to the charities they'd favored. Without name, without any real connection to others and with all the wealth she could possibly have needed to live a life of utter luxury, Saffron languished at her eighteenth birthday in the throws of absolute boredom. It was simply impossible to care about what was going on around her. Politics, business, national tragedies, even romances held so little interest for her. She was disconnected from it all, and could only care about any of it by experiencing it, something she had never done in her life.

So, she went out looking for excitement. Saffron quickly became a thrill-seeker in her late teens and early twenties. She experimented with every drug imaginable, and while some of them had a little bit of interest, it was largely not to her tastes. She focused her life on building her body up as she purged herself of the toxins of her last benders, seeking martial arts as a possible avenue. While she found some enthusiasm in perfecting and sculpting her body, it still wasn't enough for her. She tried ever more dangerous practices, risking treks into potentially life-threatening situations, getting out of a few nasty scrapes, sometimes unscathed, sometimes penniless and robbed, sometimes worse. Her first sexual encounter hadn't been consensual, and in the end she found she couldn't go to the cops. As horrifying as it had been, the rush of feeling her life in danger had been something, and she couldn't say she'd hated it. Yet, she still felt the need for more.

That was when she heard about the park.

Saffron wasn't stupid. She caught wind of the rumor of danger, and remembered the few knives she'd felt to her throat. She looked up more and learned the real threats of the park. On her first visit, she had watched from a distance, seen someone die horribly, sucked down the gullet of a creature, as another person was pulled upwards into its partner's rear. The sight of it both disgusted and enthralled her, but she wanted to do more than see... She wanted to experience it.

However, unlike so many who got a fascination, she couldn't simply give into suicidal thoughts. No, she wanted to make a game of it. Her life, or theirs. Looking up further, she tracked down the way that some people had managed to learn how to eat others. Intrigued by the horrid fate of the girl that had been sucked up the beast's rear, she bought an alchemical formula that would let her body, and especially her intestines stretch, enhancing the digestive process for her.

Armed with a new trick and an appetite for putting her life on the line, she sought out easy prey in the park... Now, finally, she felt alive.

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