Priap_Pism

Currently Looking For: Femmes and herms for cock vore-focused situations with Priap as predator! In a sticky, cummy mood, and I'd love to have some of that! If you're looking for such a situation feel free to approach. :>



[NOTICE: This profile is a heavy work-in-progress. It's been on F-List for some time the transition over to an Eka Profile is, well, not really a fun process, so forgive any weirdness in its appearance for the moment!]


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So first, what's with all the different character pictures?

Well, see, here's the deal.

I know that not everyone here on F-List Eka's Portal is here to play with a furry, or a human, or a fantasy elf, and that's cool! We're all here to have fun and enjoy as many of our preferences as possible, and I understand that physical appearance is a big deal when picking a partner. That is why I choose to play 'Priap' with three different flavors.

Does that make this a multi-char profile, as all the cool kids call it? I personally think no. Think of it more like Priap is the same person in each setting, regardless of what his species or race is. You know, sort of like how in Mass Effect everyone think that the Asari look similar to their own race, but it's really just mental hijinx!

... okay maybe that's stretching it. But you hopefully understand my point.

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Now then, with that out of the way ...

Meet Priap Pism (if you get the joke based off of his name, bonus points to you)! Mid-20s male with a penchant for exploration and a cheerful disposition that belies a surprisingly insatiable libido. Priap (or Pri if you're a friend ... or an acquaintance ... or an enemy ... or, well, if you're just about anyone) is what one might consider a liver for the decadent, a lover of the debauch, partaking in thrills and chills and spills of many varieties all in the drive to sate his needs, which suffice it to say are utterly voracious.

With that veracity comes a variety of interests all in the search for something big. Something amazing. Something to quench his sexual thirst, to be quite frank. Whether he is the CEO or some higher up executive in an entertainment and property management business that dabbles in clubs, gyms, music venues or amusement parks (modern day), or a well-to-do seller of all things mystical with just the right connections to get someone a lead on a bounty or on that next great mythical heist (not modern day), Priap ultimately seeks one thing for the most part, these roles a means to an end to it: satiating his desires.

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And how, praytell, does Priap Pism 'enjoy' himself?

Well, sex, obviously. But there's more to it than just sex.

Priap has grown bored of typical sex, sad to say. This is sad to say because this usually means that his partners that he dabbles in the erotic in sometimes wind up on the receiving end of fetishes and kinks that don't always end with them meeting a nice end. While sometimes it is as basic as using a girl to the point of utter and total physical exhaustion, her holes all agape and her abdomen so bloated with seed that she looks as though she has been through a whole nine -- no, ten! Eleven! -- months of pregnancy with triplets, other times it's ... messy.

Leaving a girl mounted in a wall to be used as a glory hole when he's done with them? Check.
Injecting them, or just plain tricking them, in to imbibing some sort of fluid that does anything from leaving them a lust-addled slut, to a ganguro bimbo, to actually changing in to nothing more than a literal fuck toy to be used and tossed aside? Check.
Feeding a girl to a many-tentacled monster that not only ravishes and ravages them right before his eyes, but even devours them and churns them in to nothingness save for nutrients? Check.
Devouring a girl himself? Be it through a very elastic maw (rarely) or an equally pliable cock (not as rarely)? Check!

At the end of the day, Priap's tastes for the deranged yet sexual have grown to the point of ridiculousness, even comical when looked at from the outside in. But the male doesn't care. Really, he's just hoping that the next time he partakes in something so deviant that it might sate him enough to put aside his nymphomania for a time!

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And this is where the "Paths of Priap" begin ...

As the first dropdown section (cursed Eka coding) mentions, Priap can fit in to many different settings, depending on the partner's preference. At the same time, some time canon activities occur, be that relationships to permanent changes, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and as a result there is a certain impossibility in trying to reconcile setting differences.

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Path 1: Depraved Deviant Path

One would imagine that their first claim being an actual player on this site, Player_Erika, would have been delightful enough for the young male. Instead the rabbit hole went further than even Priap would have imagined! Erika, caught amidst one of her most depraved moments, spoke sweet ideas to Priap, urging him to do more than simply take her and all she was worth. No, she offered her very characters to him, the entirety of The_Church, all in the name of pleasure. Lust. Pure deviancy. What better way for the player to start anew than by slaughtering her entire character base, or at least most of them, in a sticky manner?

One by one did the girls, the angels, the nuns come to Priap after he had claimed their player creator, drawn by the destruction of her in a manner similar to flies to honey. Each as enthusiastic if not moreso than the last one, they continued to pile in, adding to that mass of sac flesh, until their essences were all absorbed and bodies crushed in to cum. Now all that is left of The Church is empty pews, abandoned halls, and sticky remains spewed left and right.

Of course, every now and then unique opportunities arose, and a chance to bring upon others the same fate as The Church would come about. In this case? Oddly enough, at the very same sight of the original crime, did an angel known as Corelia reveal herself, under orders to investigate the loss of the faithful at this very location. Priap had never intended to visit the site of his illicit activities again but had, on that same day, decided to visit the church to pass time, and perhaps reminisce, only to find himself face to face with the heavy-chested representative of the holy. It was here that he decided to give this angelic investigator an introduction to what happened at that church, something Corelia all too happily welcomed no sooner did the tip of his shafft wrap about her head. A half hour later, and all that remained was fresh splatters of white to cake atop the old ones from years prior, gooey semi-solid portions unable to be processed into smooth cream thanks to her bountiful curves, and a twisted bulge on his balls. Made from Corelia's own soul. Mate press posed and lewd face-bearing to show her final resting place.