Fyli_

Background: Fyli didn't have much talent. She couldn't serve or cook, she couldn't clean, and she wasn't good at book learning. The only real "talent" she had was the bulge beneath her tunic, and that was only good for one thing. So, when Fyli went off her own, unable to find work anywhere else, she did the thing she was best at: she became a "girl of the night."
Despite the stories she'd heard of "loose" women leading terrible lives, Fyli found that, with her natural "extras" she was able to live a very nice life, appealing to a lot of vices that people didn't like to bring up in normal conversation. But, despite being a success, Fyli felt cheated. She felt like a girl who was just doing what was expected of her, fulfilling the role society thought she ought to between the bedsheets. She wanted more.
Then one night, she found more, when her partner disappeared between her thighs at the height of her pleasure.
This new found power didn't send Fyli into a quest for meaning or purpose. It just brought her even more pleasure.
Now, Fyli uses her position as a Jezebel to get herself meals. It can be dangerous, as she's learned over the years, having had several close encounters with customers who on the rougher and, sometimes, hungrier side. But the satisfaction of a night's pay and a full belly keep her spirits high.

Personality: Fyli has seen a lot and, for all intents, should be cynical and unhappy. But she isn't. After finding her ability to just make whatever she doesn't like disappear inside her, Fyli has come to see life as fun and exciting, with many new things to "experience." For that, she smiles easily, even as she's slurping down a screaming meal, teasing them on their way to their doom.
As a predator, Fyli is not at all kind to her meals. She may smile sweetly, but people are snacks to her. She feels nothing for devouring them and listening to them scream in agony as her terrible slow digestion sets in. Of course, when she is on the menu, Fyli will beg and plead like anyone, but the irony would be lost on her.

Abilities:
Fyli has learned many ways to consume others, all of them fatal to her meal. If someone ends up inside her, they don't come out alive.
Her favorite way is still through the mouth, as all meals ought to go. Fyli's stomach digestions meals at a terrible slow pace. It doesn't really stretch all that much, so it's a cramped and boiling hot experience for anyone inside. The odor, the horrible acids, and the tightness all mix to make it a hell for those within her, and that hell will go on for sometimes a few hours sometimes a week.
Sometimes Fyli's stomach just isn't up to digesting a meal completely, and some unlucky souls gets squirted into her intestines still alive. These poor victims will be tormented for hours as they are crushed down beyond all recognition, forced through every inch of her guts. Some of them may still die and be set free, but a few are unlucky enough to passed out of her as living shit, doomed to fester and stink, still alive, on the ground or in some rotten outhouse or dungheap.

Fyli also loves to suck down meals into her cock. This is an equally painful experience, usually crushing her victims partly as they are sucked in, but never killing them until they are melted down into hot, stringy cum. Again, there is a danger of partial digestion that leaves a large lump of living seed to be shot out of Fyli the next time she cums.

Fyli's body is very flexible (literally and figuratively) and has a large array of ways to feed. She often tries out new methods as well when bored with the old ones.
However, Fyli is not strong and is not a fighter. She can be easily overpowered and, if so, easily digested. She is frail when caught off guard, which is why she relies on surprise to get her meals.

Notes:
I am 50/50 pred/prey. I love being nommed just as much as I love to nom.
Also, I hate prey who approach me IC or people who just want to chat (if you just want to say "hello" don't make some post like "*so-and-so throws a rock* or "*so-and-so peeks*." I hate that.). However, I LOVE being approached IC by people who want to pred me. Being pounced on is great and it's always fun to have no chance to react. Just minding my business then bam... inside a pair of boobs the next minute.

I'm very whisper friendly, but please expect delays. Sometimes I'm talking to other people. If I don't respond to you, don't take it as an insult. It means I'm talking, I'm afk, or I'm reading your profile to see who you are before I respond. People who send me a whisper then two minutes later say something like "Hello?" or "Guess you don't want to RP" will be ignored.

Look at my sliders please. They are different for pred and prey.

I'm very flexible but some things are more generally liked than others:

Females and herms are always loved.
Males, I prefer it if your on the effeminate side. The cuter you are the more I'd like to play with you. (May consider being prey to the bigger guys, never pred to them).
I LOVE cruel preds. PLEASE NOTE THIS:
NOTICE THIS:
I'm not here for Fyli to make friends, lovers, and long time partners or anything like that. I've got nothing against that kind of play but in general I'm not interested in that stuff. I like to see cruel ends, either to me or to my prey. If you don't like that but are still interested in playing, talk to me. But I'm not big on long term stuff or gentle stuff.
Full digestion and the after effects are loved loved loved.
Teasing, taunting, and insulting are also loved.


Very interested in soul play and soul vore stuff.