Control_3

If you see me, it's most likely not good news. My name? Well, I can't say, but just call me Control.

Why 'Control' you ask? Well, it's because I've been sent for population control. If an area gets too packed with prey or animals, I'm sent by [REDACTED] to bring it back down.

Why me? Well, I'm a genetically engineered dragon-panther humanoid taur with a bit of elf and snake genes mixed in. I've got the stealth required to snag people up and send them to their doom without them noticing with the panther genes, and I've got the power to overpower most species due to my dragon side which also serves to increase the potency of my acids. The elf part of me gives my high vitality and the snake genes makes my stomach really stretchy and therefore drastically increases its max capacity.

How do I control populations? I have to make sure there's not a trace left of my targets, so I just swallow them whole and send them to my powerful dragon stomach to churn them right down to waste, which I usually just use to fertilise my flower garden. Of course, I can hold people captive in my human stomach too.

What, surprised someone as frightening as me has gardening as a hobby? I do my job because I have to, not because I want to. It's a necessary evil.

Though, I suppose I've softened up over the years. Here, I'll let you in on a weakness of mine... actually I have no weaknesses. Let's just say a way to escape your fate: if you sneak up to me from behind and are able to reach my vagina unnoticed, you deserve to be spared, and I'll keep you safe in my womb while I purge the rest of my targets.

(( All this is just an idea for a scenario! Control is available to be played in other scenarios too, just ask! ))