"Hello everyone! You can call me Iora, or Mistress if you really want, it won't do anything to change things. I'm going to be eating every last one of you over the next few hours. I know there are a lot of you, but don't worry. There are enough of me. And besides, you wouldn't believe how much I can gorge myself when food is as cute as you are."
Prefs be here, yo:
Court_Of_Predators
Name: Iora - nothing more, nothing less.
Age: Meaningless. She's been alive for millions of years, and actually had a body for about twenty.
Species: Shard, a freakish soul made out of leftover splinters of other people's minds. Appears, usually, in the form of a huge, soft-feathered, white gryphon. Or more than one.
Place of Origin: The Void, the space between universes.
Occupation: Deity, Tyrant, Wanderer, Mercenary.
Eleven feet (in height, that is) of solid, sleek quadrupedal gryphoness, covered in enough fluffy, pure snowy white feathers to fit a creature twice her size, with a multitude of equally fluffy tails twice as long as she is and eyes like crimson dying starlight: this is Iora. And so is this. And this. And that, and that. And her too. And all of them...
Iora is a Shard: a living creature made from bits of other beings' minds, a soul formed of splinters. As a result she has no physical form of her own unless she intentionally manifests one. Or more than one. For her favourite party trick and use of her nigh-omnipotent powers of reality warping is to appear in multiple bodies. Connected telepathically, these many forms all think and act with a single mind, and the only limit to exactly how many can appear is how focused and powerful Iora is feeling. In encounters with single morsels, she usually manifests around three or four, but creating more is an effortless task. She can be dozens, hundreds, even millions if she's feeling particularly potent. She's a literal one mind army.
Iora is fairly young, as much as age means anything to an unnatural creature like her. She's extremely clever, but simply doesn't understand ideas of morality and empathy. All that matters is fun. Being a benevolent goddess-creature who many-handedly turned the world into utopia? That's great! Eating entire species to extinction or torturing and killing innocent people for simple pleasure? That's just as great! You just have to hope you're not around when she's in the mood for the latter. Or that you can run fast enough to escape.
(You probably can't.)
Beneath her feathers, purest white, soft and insanely fluffy, Iora has a powerful, slender physique, with a smooth layer of fat from her many victims keeping her nice and soft to the touch. She's usually fully female, and very fond of filling her womb with unfortunate captives to trap for years on end or melt into pleasure juices, but can at times take a male form or both, her gryphonhood proving just as voracious and greedy as every other part of her. Rear, tail and of course beak, all are capable of slurping and swallowing down dozens of innocent lives.
Iora uses her multiple forms in multiple ways. She can divide her prey amongst them, feeding some to each body, or if she only has one little morsel to enjoy, simply use the extra bodies to help taunt and torment them and massage their gurgling bulge as they digest. She can use them to help her hunt, trapping and surrounding those who flee, or forcing them to choose which of her they vanish into for all eternity. The possibilities, like the gryphoness herself, are nearly endless.
Aside from this form Iora is a telepath, reality-warper, and supernaturally strong and fast. She's generally got little problem doing whatever she wants.
Note that we don't
have to use Iora's powers, but as it's her schtick I'd like to bring it in somehow, even if it's just to snuggle with herself as she digests. Let's be inventive!
Possible uses of multiple bodies which could be fun to play with:
- Having one Iora be fed and cuddled by several others, who catch her prey and push them into her one by one, snuggling the great bulge of their digesting forms.
"Come here. I want to stuff you in together. It'll be so tightly packed it'll even hurt me a little. But don't worry, I'll still enjoy all of you."
- Forcing prey to choose which one of her devours them, and by which method.
"So, down my throat?"
"Up my rump?"
"Into my snatch?"
"Make your choice, little thing."
- One maleshifted Iora humps their prey into another, female Iora. After cv and digestion? Simply pushing them in with each thrust? You decide.
"Mmmm... you feel even better than my cock does... don't get comfortable in there, though. I'm not stopping 'til you're in deep."
- Any other ideas which are fun will probably receive at least some interest. Talk ta me.
Image isn't mine, but it is pretty. This is one of Iora, for once in a serious mood. Usually she's a
lot more cheerful and no less dangerous.
