Lilian_

The problem with being part of the idle rich is the first part of that phrase, as some people see it. Lilian herself was raised in all of the comforts that come with being part of an obscure but still old-money household, and for her life was all about proper behavior, bearing, and not doing anything that might be considered untoward or dangerous. Despite this attempt at parental indoctrination, nothing could ever have repressed that ever inherent teenage urge to sneak out at times, and a few of these outings allowed to see what it was that other people were able to do for fun. This served as the inspiration to use any trick she could to get out of her home and set up on her own. Knowing that the best way to get money out of others for someone of her station would be through a lawyer, she used one of the family employees to secure her sole access to her trust fund as soon as she was able, allowing her the resources to scuttle off and inflict life on herself on her own terms after finishing out her last year at private school. This gave her more than enough time to find out about the various odd amusements that others took part in outside of her own little gated community, but, much to her dismay, many of the more extreme acts were just a bit too physically demanding for her, as her body wasn't amazingly suited to long-term athleticism. the one that did eventually grab her interest was a little something called vore, a seemingly peculiar but intimate practice that she just wanted to find out more about... Eventually, first-hand, once she finds partnerships that suit her.

Even beyond the reach of her parents, Lilian does at least do her best to dress properly, and in some manner of dignified fashion. While her clothing does remain properly seasonal, her default is actually modeled somewhat on her old private school uniform. The girl herself stands somewhere around 5' 8" tall, her effective height depending on her choice of footwear. Her hair is long and black, making her bright, amber eyes a rather sharp contrast/ Below her neck, her outfit is generally so sensible that you could trust it to handle your investments. layers on top of each other is first, a light grey dress shirt with a red tie, covered by a deep v-neck white sweater vest, and finished off with a grey jacket- usually left open not just because the weather isn't usually cool enough to warrant it, but also because she has allowed herself to become stacked to high heaven, each breast at least as large as the girl's head. Perhaps the only flaw in her outfit is that her skirts almost invariably end up to be a little shorter than she likes- she was never a great judge of that sort of thing. This does have the advantage of showing off her long, smooth, and reasonably substantial legs, which end with her feet being covered in black socks and shoes.

At home, she was at least peripherally aware of her parents' BDSM activities, and she has resolved to apply the higher principles of that art in her search for vore. She is looking for those who she can entirely trust to show her a good time without taking advantage of any vulnerable state she might find herself in, and possible candidates are subject to a fair deal of scrutiny. While she won't demand a resume with three letters of recommendation and a cover letter explaining their interest in the position of predator, the random solicitations of strangers will likely be ignored- she wouldn't accept such a thing at random any more than she would accept the word of any random Joe or Jill on the street that they could teach her skydiving. Because of her station, she has a preternatural talent for spotting deception and double-dealing. With that out of the way, she is optimistic, and she may also be interested at times in being on the giving end as well as the receiving.

She was finally given an offer that she couldn't possibly refuse- the all-embracing love of a mother for the rest of her life, so she gave herself to the womb of Saerena_Cobra.