Backmeat_Bahvani

"One may think Bahvani's job to be difficult, seeing as how she always has boys standing behind her, but the backmeat fills the attention of her victim's view to the point where they do not know Bahvani is robbing them blind. Even as Bahvani walks out with their possessions, the only thing an empty-handed victim thinks of is the backmeat. Thanks to her backmeat, Bahvani's job is very easy."

- Backmeat Bahvani when asked about her ability.

Born on the Imperial Waterfront, Bahvani has learned how to empty the pockets of unwary travelers since she was but a kitten, with the arts of stealth being her only true friends. Sneaking, pickpocketing, and lockpicking - these three arts Bahvani has mastered. Using her skills, she gathered a large enough pelf to buy out a small home on the waterfront. Happily enough she lived, despite her malnourishment as a child reaulting in lack of *ahem" definition.


All that was, until the nord girls of Skyrim came to the water front. Though unaquainted with the arts of the thief, thier well-defined chests and fair bodies gave them enough beauty to strike envy into Bahvari's heart. She was not only a beast girl, but not even a curvaceous one at that. Ashamed, she sold out her shack and took a journey far east to the city of Cheydinhal, where criminal Orcs and Dunmer ruled the streets. Entering the mages guildhall, Bahvani came across an elderly wizard who specialized in alteration. Bahvani handed over her gold, "Bahvani wants beauty, much beauty. Beauty without rival." The elderly wizard smiled, and gave her a strange black paper that was almost clayey in consistency. "What you seek, you shall have. Tonight, melt this paper into a pot and drink the concoction, the magic contained in these writings will forever be a part of you."


And Bahvani did just that. Over the hot flame of the fire, the paper was melted into an iron pot. Bahvami drank the strange potion, and headed off to an inn. Within in an hour, she could a sensation glowing in her body. She shrugged at the feeling, and headed to bed.

When Bahvani awoke, however, the results were not what she expected. Her breasts had grown a half cup, and were certainly perkier, but still squashed by the avergae Nord. Bahvani felt cheated at first, but looking down further, Bahvani could see that her belly was impossibly flat and slim, like the belly of a starving beggar. Upon even further inspection, Bahvani noticed her hips were much wider than they were before. Grabbing her rear, Bahvani could feel a soft, large, and round mass where her rump once was. It dawned upon Bahvani right then that she had been given beauty without rival, but not in the same sense the Nords had. She had the hourglass figure sought by men, but it was bottom-heavy rather than the conventional top-heavy. It seemed that the wizard had mistaken "beauty" for "booty". Nonetheless, Bahvani was content. Proudly, she walked out the inn's frontdoor whipe the men stared cravingly at her backdoor, which she now calls her "backmeat."

Now, she continues her life as a thief in the northern lands of Skyrim, seeking revenge on the nord girls by using her rump to steal the men and thier possessions. Beware however, her newfound craving for live meat.


Vore facts:

1. Bahvani's stomach is so lean, that anything she devours causes a bulge in her stomach. This can range from simple loaves of bread to entire people.

2. Bahvani's favorite food is Orc. Thier large stature and buff meat makes your average orc Bahvani's favorite meal.

3. Bahvani shits..... a lot. Her new predatory body doesn't absorb much of what she eats, meaning that most of it goes to waste. Not that Bahvani minds.