Very_Last_Life

Abyss_Star’s lips close in a smile…


This is it, my final life.


I have been roleplaying here for years, and I have had wonderful times playing with so many of you.

All good things, however, must come to an end.

I have birthed, molded and grown so many exciting and beautiful characters through the years only to willfully pilot them into perma death at the hands of some eager pred.

…And it’s finally my turn.

I am an American millennial staring down the barrel of thirty and wondering what the hell I’ve done with my life.

I am a trans woman. I am very tomboyish still, but I move with feminine grace. I have a 7” Cock.

I experience vore sexually. I crave a mixture of intimacy and the surrender to primal dominance of being placed lower on the food chain than even my peers.

I want to be devoured, and I want to be embraced.

I want to be safely held inside the body of a kind, doting and motherly figure.

At the same time, I want to be squeezed and smothered and crushed, digested alive into nothing but waste, and, well waist.

I want you to decide for me. Will our encounter be romantic? Or will it terrify me? Will it be the beginning of something beautiful, or the end of everything I know?

I am here, this is me. I am yours to cherish or abuse.

This is an evolving player-profile. My status, condition, and appearance will change to reflect what I am subjected to.

There is no out of character, no reset, no reforming on my own for me now. Only what my partner chooses. You’re playing with the real me, and therefore whatever is done to me may have lasting effects.


My canon timeline/relationships:

I was murdered and turned to shit by Ashley_Butt, but Karma came back to bite and soon after she was nothing but turds as well.
Player_Peyton found and reformed me, and offered to let me live with her. Now we are having a wonderfully romantic time renovating Ashley’s old cabin into our cozy country home. I’m starting to believe in love again.~
I hope Streamer_Connie remembers inadvertently saving my life.
Nendra swallowed me alive with the intention of adding me to her curves. I was on the verge of succumbing to the deadly acidi in her stomach when a mutual friend managed to convince her to let me go, but not before her gastric acids left my body scarred from the ordeal. Sadly, I won’t be able to count on that person to free me again.
One of the giant AntS that live in the tunnels under Nexus Park found me and attacked me. I barely survived, as it ate me alive, then vomited up my half-digested body. I lost a whole toe, and my skin and muscles are badly disfigured all over my body. It will take a while for me to be able to even walk on my own.
Weak and broken from my last experience, I should have known I was too vulnerable to leave my house. I did anyway, not wanting to be alone. I only made it a few feet from my door before Abyss_Star enveloped me in her stomach. I’m… I’m melting…



Shoutouts/Desires

Player_Erika is-was one of my best friends. It’s fortunate that her multiverse exploded and there are still versions of her who are alive. I wonder if they will recognize me…
This is probably inappropriate to say, but I want missed my chance for the succubus born of Player_Shannon’s ashes to peg me with her pointy tail.
Charlie_Stoic keeps mentally dominating me… I really think she wants to make me her trophy. I will resist as long as I am able…



The image is an AI-generated and self-editted portrait of me. Maybe someday you’ll get a real image…