Cavalier

Cavalier is a Courtesan of the monstrous Court_Of_Predators. The lovely art is mine, by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/alovion Court_Of_Predators

"What's that? How can I still be hungry? Oh, little bulge, you're right. How can I still be hungry after all that? It's very simple. I am always hungry. It's in my blood and in my soul: I could eat an entire world - I have, sometimes - and I'd still burn with the ache inside me. Nothing satisfies me. You, little bulge, are a teardrop in the ocean of my appetite. Come here and join all the others."

Name: Cavalier Starveling, Eternal Emptiness, Steed of Famine

Age: 246

Species: Supernaturally enhanced horse

Place of Origin: The Stables of Lord Famine, Fortress of the Horsemen

Occupation: Horse of the Apocalypse, wanderer, predator

There are dangerous things in the big wide world. Demons and Angels. Sorceries and Inertials. Gods and things which are far older than gods. But perhaps the most infamous of all are the four individuals known as the Horsemen of the Apocalypse. They are a band of piratical murderers without equal, incredibly powerful creatures who act according to their own strange beliefs and leave nothing behind. They appear as foretold: four titanic warriors, sat astride four colossal horses. Pestilence, War, Death, and Famine, the living legends. They are the ones who end entire universes.

Unusually for a group of god-like creatures, the Horsemen do not simply create their own steeds. The Horses of the Apocalypse are real, mortal creatures, taken from the worlds destroyed by their new masters and imbued with power, and intellect as sharp - or greater - than a mortal's. They grow from foals into towering monsters, consumed by the same desires which consume their masters. The Steeds of War are bloodthirsty beyond measure. The Steeds of Pestilence are breeding grounds for a thousand sicknesses. The Steeds of Death are cold, nihilistic annihilators of life. The Steeds of Famine are possessed of a hunger which has no end. Despite their intelligence and personality, however, these horses are bound to obey their owners in every thought and deed. They exist to serve.

Except for that one time one managed to escape.

Cavalier Starveling is a long way from the mortal foal who was taken in by the horsemen many years ago. He has grown into a towering monster of a stallion, more than ten feet in height, and nearly as wide. While under the rule of Lord Famine, he was a permanently thin, emanciated creature... but now he is free, and his hunger is bottomless. Cavalier today is thick and muscled, his body glowing with strength, weighing more than three tonnes. But even his newly grown musculature is not enough to absorb the sheer weight of calories and protein he now consumes. Between those trunk-like legs hangs a soft, heavy belly, a cauldron of pudge and pleasure, and his hindquarters are as curvaceous and plump as a mare's, his rear so round and wide that an arm could barely span across a single soft cheek. He is a glutton of a horse, that is very obvious to see. What is less clear, and more dangerous, is what he prefers to feed upon.

To Cavalier there is no meal as satisfying and as arousing as live, intelligent prey. Now that he is free to eat as he pleases, he rarely devours anything which can't beg him not to. His hunger is utterly endless. Individuals, families, towns, populations have all vanished into that powerful frame., slurped down one by one and slowly melted away. Some are gulped down that hungry throat, some sat on and stuffed up that gorgeous thick rear, some gurgling their last in the stallion's melon-sized balls and thickening the potency of his next load. Cavalier can stuff himself until his belly drags on the ground, and even then he can continue. His digestion is completely under his control, and can be slow and painful, near instantaneous or even - an occasional favourite - ectastically pleasurable. Some creatures are simply absorbed straight onto his hips, some stew away for years on end. Regardless of what happens, no-one who passes into the stallion's immense body will ever escape, save as the occasional bone belched up, or the thick potent seed spewing forth.

His fur is a beautiful deep brown, silky to the touch and glossy over his muscles, and plumpness, with a white diamond on his brow, and white "socks". On his hindquarters are branded a pair of scales - the symbol of his former master. His eyes are a strange colour of almost-red maroon.

Cavalier is imbued with the blessing of Lord Famine themselves, giving him a phenomenal amount of power. He is faster, stronger and tougher than any mortal could hope to be, and possesses enough stamina to ride around the universe a thousand times without tiring. He can travel between locations and dimensions in a few steps, and possesses a great deal of magical power which he can use to perform plenty of other actions as he wishes.

Personality wise, Cavalier is as much of a dominating monster as his traits imply. He is a sociopath, a clever, playful sadist, a cruelly friendly villain who is fond of getting to know his prey before they slide inside him. He is utterly relentless when he has decided what he wants, stopping at nothing to ensure someone slides into him, and he will stoop to any depths to ensure that he devours their hope and happiness as well as their bodies. Cavalier loves to play with his food.

So, do you like him? Say hello.