Height: 5ft 10
Length: 20ft 7 +6 inch through X1 permavore = 21ft 1
She is a natural born Ardithian Mystweaver lamia, this means she's warm blooded. She has the metabolism of a normal elf, meaning her tail works like her normal stomach and she can fully digest prey (and release them) in 1-2 days.
She has no "butt" and has a tailhole.
Catherine is an Elven Half-Lamia; her mother, was an Ardithian Sunsmith elf, an adventurer in her early years, and one who enjoyed sampling the local people as much as the cultures and treasures. Her father, from best bets, was an Ardithian naga, her mother claims it was a Mythweaver naga of the floating city off Mystedge. A kingdom she intends to visit and meet her second parent some day and re-meet her first. Her mother intended to continue her travels, though being more careful with preventing more "accidents" like Catherine, a term she's grown much to hate, and simply left her to be raised by the elves of the nearest village she could find. At the time it was the desert oasis village of Dawngold, the last time the less than a month old elfaga saw her mother..
She grew up in the orphanage of the village, nestled in reaches of the Ardithian Glassmay desert. Her Mythweaver blood gave her natural magical talents and abilities, though as a child they did little more than provide a natural shield from danger. Once realised when she was about 6 local priestesses began to school her in the elven goddesses and Ardithian pantheons, training her in light magic and nature magics, channeling her natural abilities. The very same magic that helped sustain the thriving village around the oasis. She was often left out and teased by the other older elven kids for being different when she was small, however around 9-10 when her tail really grew it just became a case of being ignored by all but the carers and priestesses. It was near impossible to find a family in the village for such a girl.
Her instincts couldn't be suppressed though, as Catherine hit puberty and her size really began to kick in she began to have urges that were more difficult to control, and not just sexual. At the age of 13, one snide comment too many at the wrong time and the girl lashed out, with her coils and some binding spells the lamia quickly found a quiet rock to sun on and relax as her tail worked on 4 of her bullies. As night came, the girl retreated to her room, skipping dinner (for obvious reasons), stroking the 2 softening lumps in her tail. (At her size and theirs she'd had to work the girls into pairs in her tail) and slithered to bed. Though despite feeling they deserved a fate like that, upon morning when awoken one of the carers noticed the soft semi-lumps in her tail, still steadily kneading the now mush of former elves. She was dragged by her ear to the matriarch and made to explain herself. Considering her acts weren't in total malice, provoked they understood, but she had to be punished. Her prey reformed, the matriarch and priestesses talked. The 13 year old girl was a danger, she'd never had another lamia to teach her, how to be a lamia... She had to leave Dawngold, at least until she was a fully matured adult.
After a favour or two was called she was sent away to live with the Garnet Cave nagas of Mt Skybreach. Living in the the temples with the nagan priestesses of the city built on and inside the massive mountain, continuing her work in light magic, though told now of the nagan goddesses. She was more accepted here, her size was not an issue, food for her kind was readily available, but not totally.
Life was still hard, She was half elf, and a lamia in a naga's world, she ate more regularly than the cold blooded nagas. Though two subspecies of the same species, often just called "naga" being different is not easy for a child. She was warm, she acted like an elf and spoke fluent Elven, could not speak naga, and was physically weaker than full blooded naga, some even said she was tastier too, ripe with that elven gene. She was still often alone, though occasionally got to play and talk with the nagas. The lack of social skills though helped her academics, she was very intelligent and seemed to easily learn professions. Something that'd help massively when she became of age and made her biggest decision...
Once 18 she was judged and adult and finished her schools. Her "basic nagan education" now officially over as she was deemed fully grown. Catherine decided she couldn't take being there and treated differently much longer. She packed up and left, her personality formed into a shy, nerdy reclusive girl with low self esteem. She could now mostly control her instincts and her personality was lonely and kind, Catherine longed for friends, leaving Skybreach behind she intended to find them... and her true parents...
Set out into the wide world she unknowing followed the adventurous lifestyle of her mother it seemed. Though growing up in Dawngold and Skybreach she never saw technology more than Victorian era steampunk style technology. She's only seen steam powered vehicles. Computers and machines. Well steam
And magic.
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Permenant padding parts~
Meryn: My first permanent prey, I was her first predator, and now also her last. She was so unwilling to go down she knew her place once inside, infact she begged and pleaded I digested her, which my tail was all to happy to do. She spent exactly 4 weeks and 5 days inside my tail, for which she was alive for about 2 and a half. I fucked her cock through my tail repeatedly, and even her mush after she passed~ eventually taking everything including her soul, which I sent to reside in my tail, where she'll remain eternally.
She felt almost as good on the way out of my tail as going in, tight to say the least, she stretched my tailhole with her bones~ After she was out I followed her last wishes, I took out her skull, jewellery and a few ribs for my own pleasure, I cleaned them up with a hot stream of urine. Once they were "clean" I put her jewellery and skull in a case as a trophy along with those pleather pants she loved so much and then spent the next few days fashioning the ribs into a single curved and carved bone dildo, whenever i use it I'll think of her, and she will to, after all, she's now just a sentient layer of fat on my tail...
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