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Carmiliel... the cursed, consuming angel.
She was relatively normal once... a combat-type angel, she descended from the celestial realms often to battle demons that were getting out of control. Ferocious in combat and gentle in all other situations, she was... well, as we said, a normal angel.
An ill-fated recon-turned-ambush, however, changed Carmiliel forever.
It had seemed simple enough. Demons over there, stab slash death. But as Carmiliel touched down in the camp, one demon threw a hex at her, rooting her in place. And something immensely sticky seized her from behind. She slowly found herself sinking into a massive consumptive goo... and she was unable to escape the sticky, slimy terror. The mindless creature slowly ingested her over the space of hours, glorping her body into itself slowly. She struggled, of course, but it was much stronger than her...
Physically, at least...
Once it had her inside, it expected her to smother and pass out, so it could bypass her spiritual defenses and devour her. But that was not the case, somehow. When she did pass out, her defenses became stronger than ever... and, for some reason, retaliated by taking the massive creature into her! In fact, the hex that was cast on her was, unbeknownst to the caster, a much more advanced spell...
When she woke up, she found that she was quite intact... but there were cravings in her mind, now... lustful cravings... hungry cravings... and her body had changed. Her chest... flat and modest once... was heavy and sloshing, full of the consumptive slime that had tried to devour her earlier. The demons returned... unarmed, Carmiliel had little in the way of defense... but as their tried to strike her down, she suddenly lashed out, hugged the demon to herself, curtained her prey with her wings, and went to town. Moments later, he was gone... her bust was bigger... and she needed more...
Carmiliel still needs more to this day. She's always hungry... always needing to pull things into herself, to consume and devour. Normal foods work, of course... if there is enough... but she prefers her food to be live, warm, wriggling, and above all, receptive to her teasing advances...
Carmiliel has a lot of ways to devour folks... as might be befitting of a cursed angel. All consumed victims, however, are then absorbed into her body. As you can tell, most of them is transferred to her oversized breasts, but she can allocate more to other areas of herself... usually her hair, which she adores.
She's not as sexual as you might think, though if she has a particular fondness for a chosen victim (they fed her, or were sweethearts, or something), she'll usually pleasure them. Oh, and she'll bring them back, too! That's something. She'll only bring you back if she likes you~! She's still an angel, and she still has her holy powers. She's cursed, not fallen!
Her primary weapons (well, other than a very large holy blade and an enchanted flintlock) are her breasts. And, yes, she wears those nipple rings for a reason. You see, her breasts don't store milk... her breasts store the consumptive pinkypurple slime that nearly devoured her. The rings keep it in check... if she loses one, the slime comes out to engulf and digest whatever is nearby. Usually something cute~ She can also suck folks into the nipples (without removing the rings~) or right through the flesh itself! She also enjoys trapping heads between the smooshy mounds and causing suffocation, smothering, and general unconsciousness.
Next up, is her hair. Carmiliel loves her hair... and she loves eating folks with it. She uses it while she fights, too. The tresses are nigh-indestructible and nigh-infinite, and she can injure someone with them just as easily as she can eat someone with them. Wrap them up and melt them down, that's her favorite. Though, bundling them and keeping them for extended periods is good, too!
Of course, what devouring angel would be complete without the ability to just flat-out swallow stuff? Her belly is the end of the line, here... after the prey is digested, she just adds them to her soft form from there. The nicer the prey, the less painful the digestion. Also, her dainty little tongue is now a massive, sloppy tendril that constantly oozes sticky saliva. She can frogslurp people, which is very helpful for fleeing victims.
She can't eat with her wings, but she can bap people with them, or wrap them in the feathery fluff for later consumption. They're quite soft and relaxing...
Her dainty little bottom might seem useless, now that you know she's got no real digestive tract after her belly. But it's still soft, smooshy flesh, and she can always add folks to it after a good facesit. That goes for her bellyflesh, too, if she loses her outfit for some reason.
Victims don't go into her nethers. Prey doesn't go in there. Friends do. You have to -earn- that, I'm afraid~
As an interesting bonus, Carmiliel is not only immune to all forms of slime creatures and their attacks, but actually gains power from absorbing them. Slimes are very tasty, to her~
Anyway~ Watch the skies for rains of silken white feathers. It likely means a consuming angel wants to nibble you right up~