Voracious_Layla

Humanity never learned in it's hay day about genetic testing, and how quickly that things can very quickly go wrong when ethics are thrown out of the window. As humanity got more and more desparate to find a way to increase the milk and meat production of cows, safety regulations started to take a turn for the worse; lack of inspections, removal of ethical and moral rules on what was and wasn't acceptable to modify without horomones, experimental technology to clone or combine animals in an attempt to recieve a result that way.

Little did they know, that one of their lab technicians, Layla, was about to accidently discover the answer as well as begin an adventure that she would never forget. You see one late night while cleaning up from the experiments that the doctors were running, Layla being overtired and clumsy managed to release a cow into the testing arena and started the charging system for the combiner beam. An in her sleep deprived stupor, she wandered into the testing arena with the cow to try to soothe it and knew that it was terrified.
Had she been paying more attention in the minute before hand, she would have known why the cow was so scared. But she didn't. She had been oblivious to everything while trying to get everything cleaned in a quick and effecient manner. The beam fired, and hit both Layla and the cow, melting the cow and moulding Layla into a new form!

Days went by with Layla unconcious, but in her sleep she dreamed gentle dreams, of soft green fields, gentle bubbling rivers, and having someone stroke her soft belly. And just when the dreams were getting to be the most pleasuable thing she experienced; she was woken by a scientist late in the night. Poking and prodding at her with needles and other sharp objects! Gasping she rose up and looked down at the man, taking a moment to recognize him. He was Dave, the other new lab technician that had been hired the same time as her. But he was different, smaller, and looking scrumptious.
In all that time unconcious, Layla hadn't been fed, and her hunger was immense! Licking her lips, she moved closer to Dave and let her now massive breasts jiggle with each thunderous footfall. "Hi Dave." She moo'd, drawing him in a little out of curiousity, or stunning him out of terror. She'd never really know. "Whats a girl gotta do to get some food around here?" She asked, coming so close that she could feel his body heat radiating while the cold steel walls behind cooled her down. Stammering Dave looked up at her, through her large cleavage and into her hypnotically blue eyes. At a loss for words, he stammered incoherantly.
"Awe! You're so stunned that you're useless to me now." She stated matter of factly, before reaching down and lifting him up with her hands, and then proceeding to place his silently terrified face into her enormous mouth and then closing it, while tilting her head back. *Gulp!* She swallowed half his torso into her throat with a single effort, his legs kicking while he tried to fight it. *GULP!* Now everythig from his knees up were in her throat or stomach, Daves heaving sobs and begs for mercy echoing into the stretching belly flesh. *Gulp* Down went the rest of Dave. Patting her swollen middle, Layla could see the cameras from the lab and giggled.
"Like what you see boys? Well if you come down here I promise I'll gobble you all up too." She told them, before coughing up Dave's ID badge/keycard, and swiping herself out. As quietly as a 12 foot tall anthro cow could, she tip toed through the hall ways of the lab, and went from room to room, devouring everyone that he could find. Her metabolism had been kicked into overdrive, and the melding causing her stomach to have the same power as five, the entire facility had been reduced into the large amout of breast and ass fat that she sports today, and a giant cow patty in the director's office.

Over the weeks after her escape, Layla found her way here to the nexus to hunt and be with others of a similar mindset. Where eating someone is as normal as an afternoon tea and cookies. She is 100% pred through and through, her genetic modifications allowing her to be an apex predator and based purely on instinct. Thankfully though, she has control of herself and her abilities to a point where she only devours those she wants, when she wants, and not when her stomach dictates.
The massive slab of cock flesh that she has is something that borders on the near obcene. Easily 28 inches long and 3 wide with testicles the size of grapefruit when empty, and melons when they're full to bursting, her sexual appetite is only rivaled by her vorish desires after sex. Quite adeptly and quite happily filling up anyone foolish enough to allow her to lead the dance, and unbirthing those who lead themselves into juices leaking from her bone crushingly tight womanhood.

Running a Milkshake shop, Layla is never wanting for anything that her heart desires. Money is not an obsticle, and there is always an ample supply. The only issue that her business sometimes has, and very minor at that, is the people snooping around to see where her supply comes from. The milk is always rich, creamy, thick, delicious, and uniquely flavoured. So much so that people want to try to steal the secret. Little do they know, that they are the ingredient! When Layla breast vores someone, they make enough milk to run the business for roughly two weeks since all the shakes are made to order and the ice cream comes from regular cows.
She is also a capable cook, sometimes working in her own shop to speed up business, and draw it in.


Options for play

Layla defaults to having the following measurements and body type;
12 Feet tall
Black and White Fur with black horns on top
66J breasts
Size 30 pants
Size 12 feet
cock size of; 28 inches long and 3 inches wide
Weight 800 pounds
Ignorant to the pain and damage she causes people she sit/steps/stomps/butt drop/smothers.
Loves willing prey and crush partners,
Super stretchy stomach
Always in a bikini as temperature never bothers her
Utterly digests everything inside of her stomach, unless she chooses not to digest something,
Can utterly digest 6 fully sized human(iod)s in a matter of hours, simultaneously
Always bare foot, or in thong sandals
Able to devour giant(ess)


On request she can be played;
Caustic Ejactulate (Basically anything her cum lands on after she masturbates that's not made for it, will start melting almost instantly. This includes armour/vehicles, and the person in that armour/vehicle.);
Full female,
Hooves instead of Feet,
Heavier,
Can only digest organic matter (flesh, bone, muscle, clothing) so phones, cameras, credit cards are all hunky dory.
Stomach is only a bulge instead of a stretchy sac reflecting her meals
Aware of the pain and injury she causes, and is bothered by it enough that she'll do her best to avoid crushing you flat, unless you're too injured to recover. Then you're food, or a stain on her ass/foot/hoof.
Additional Attire as agreed on by the player


A note on statuses (as multiple people have asked on them);
-LFRP = I'm actively looking for meals, fuck toys, and people to crush
-IC = I'm not actively looking, but open for IC approach for Grab and Gulps and Crush (but nothing sexual)
-Pred = I'm looking for a vore scene, but I'm OOC on approach. This can also be for crush and *maybe* sexual things too.
-OOC = I'm not looking for a scene at the moment, nor am I open to IC approaches. We can future plan for next time though! ^_^
-Distracted = I'm busy chatting/playing with other people here on Eka's, you can approach, just expect a slow reply.
-Open = I'm OOC, but welcoming of starting something after we talk scenes.