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If one had to place Amanda under any one of the Seven Deadly Sins, then the people who knew her would almost unanimously
tell you that her fatal flaw was her Pride. She had a lot of it. Almost as much as she had junk in her trunk -
which, for an otherwise petite, spoiled little white girl, was quite overwhelming. So it came as no surprise when the dirty-blonde
immediately accepted the 'arrogant' challenge from some weird white-snake person who told her he could slither faster than she could run.
He made all sorts of rude comments about the size of her ass, which only carved at that flaw more and more.
It also came as no surprise to the many who frequented this park that, when they saw the young woman getting down on all fours and preparing to run -
that they'd probably never see her again after she took off. After all, this was Uriel; a local, moon-scaled naga with a taste for joggers.
Particularly well endowed ones. Whether the girls were trying to run that ass off, or simply make it toned - Uriel was a fellow who was more than happy to help;
be it through sizzling down their backside's in his stomach, or kneading round buns into shape with his teeth. Amanda, however, wasn't aware of this.
So when she found herself being closely followed by the naga, she wasn't scared - no, she was actually feeling gleeful! She was winning, after all,
right? In only ten or twenty meters, she'd be passed their designated finish line and she'd get bragging rights.
What she didn't know - was that Uriel was just fine in second place, his eyes locked on those thick, tight cheeks as they clenched,
jerked and bounced with each heated step. Those skin-tight running shorts were pitch black, but not even that color could slim those hips like was usually promised -
amplifying them if anything, with thin purple lines outlining the exact curves of her sweating body. She made him salivate - but, not enough to lose.
Just mere meters before the race ended, he'd dash ahead; Amanda could only blink as the white blur flew past her, in front of her... and then back around her.
Twice. Three times... What was he doing? Eventually the blue-eyed bimbo began to realize that she was far away from any sort of normal jogging path,
and out of anyone's line of vision. Her opponent was salivating, breathing over her tired, sweating body; she no longer
had the energy to run away, nor the means to do so, as his thick, slow-looking coils squeezed around her. With a slow, teasing, stretch of his mouth -
Uriel slowly closed his mouth over the tearing-up, bottom-heavy woman; Amanda forced to feel his maw speaking -around- her body.
While it was muffled, she was sure she knew what he said, and would likely be feeling the consequences of those words quite vividly.
"I win."
Coincidentally, if one had to place Uriel under any one of the Seven Deadly Sins, then the people who knew him would almost unanimously
tell you that his greatest strength was his Gluttony.
Goodnight, Amanda~.
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An alt of Lanni! Go figure!
Some interesting things about Uriel that you probably didn't know!
-He's called a Moon Naga - though nobody knows if that's where he's from, or if it's just a neat name.
-Those hauntingly white scales aren't just for aesthetics, they're actually somewhat translucent - the prey inside can't see out, but they can be watched as they squirm to death!
He's sort of egocentric, and because of his name he's convinced himself that he's something of an angelic figure. As such, he's also developed a taste for deliciously lewd demon girls~
The curvier, the better, too!
-While joggers are his favorite, he likes to swallow all sorts of girls (and some boys)!
-If you had a big butt, you're probably going to end up in his stomach. (Maybe he's jealous?)
-He doesn't eat friends. He doesn't eat those that ask him to, either. If he swallows you, you're not coming out (course you can reform OOC and whatnot,
although contact me if you're interested in perma)
I'll think of more stuff like background and stuff later. He's general for oral, unwilling fun~ lots of teasing, taunting and coiling, too!
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