You are a half-gryvain. You’re a good 5 feet and 4 inches tall by ancient imperial measurements and 1.63 meters in the more accepted metric system. Right now, you’re wearing a suit of armor constructed from an active gray goo, using a small frilly pink bikini bottom for underwear, and girding your upper body with a hardlight anti-gravity bra.
Your suit of armor is silvery-gray, with large sections of armor-like pieces and has a Steele Tech logo emblazoned on each shoulder. There is a distinct glistening silver trim bordering the edges. Overall, it has a crystalline shine to it, adopted from an encounter with a ganrael. The outfit itself is completely closed, much like a body suit should be and is topped with a roguish styled hood that covers your light, protective helmet.
Your face is human in shape and structure, with purple skin. Overall, your visage has a jaw-droppingly feminine shape with swollen, purple lips, an adorable nose and long, beautiful eyelashes. Your eyes bear a vertical slit instead of rounded pupils, surrounded by a brightly glowing amber iris and nestled within the inky blackness of your sclera. The ass-length, amethyst layered hair atop your head is parted by a pair of pointed, fin-like ears, sensitive to the slightest sound. Your mouth contains a thick, fleshy tongue that, if you so desire, can telescope to a distance of about four feet. It has sufficient manual dexterity that you can use it almost like a third arm. A pair of four-inch long pointed horns has broken through the skin on your forehead, proclaiming some demonic taint to any who see them.
You have a humanoid upper body with the usual torso, arms, hands, and fingers, and a quartet of magnificent wings sprout from your shoulders. When unfurled they stretch further than your arm span, and a single beat of them is all you need to set out toward the sky. They look a bit like bat’s wings, but the membranes are covered in fine, delicate scales and a wicked talon juts from the end of each bone. Swirls of luminous violet trace brighter accents across much of your form. Parts of your body emit musky pheromones, enticing potential mates. You have curvy hips that make you move with a sexy, swinging gait, and your ass fills out your clothing nicely. A writhing, sinuous appendage flows after you, bobbing and undulating with the slightest movement of your hips. Most of the length of the thing is coated in purple skin, culminating in a fleshy pink head that’s distinctly cock-shaped in nature. Two human-like legs grow down from your wide hip, sheathed in scales and ending in mostly human feet, with the addition of scales and clawed toes. Your six pack is rock-hard, shaped by a good diet, steady conditioning, or both.
You have two hand-overflowing, milky mounds, capped with one lactation-slicked, fuckable nipple each. The coin-sized areolae are luminous violet. While you may appear to have inverted nipples, your chest actually houses wet, slippery secrets. A finger or cock could easily slip inside you to give and get as much pleasure as any crotch-couched cunt. Your milky udders are sore and sensitive from being so stuffed with milk. You should release the pressure soon. You could easily fill a F-cup bra.
Your sexual equipment is located at your humanoid waist. Where a penis would normally be located, you have instead grown three tapered phalluses:
The first dragon-prick is 15 inches long and 12.5 inches thick. With its tapered tip, there are few holes you wouldn’t be able to get into. A small knot of thicker flesh is near the base of your pant-bulging, segmented dick, ready to expand to help you lodge it inside a female. The knot is 13.8 inches wide when at full size.
Your next reptile-dick is 8 inches long and 2.7 inches in diameter. With its tapered tip, there are few holes you wouldn’t be able to get into. The knot is 2.7 inches wide when at full size.
Your next dragon-cock is 8 inches long and 2.7 inches wide. With its tapered tip, there are few holes you wouldn’t be able to get into. The knot is 2.7 inches wide when at full size.
A scaly painfully empty sack filled with two apple-sized balls swings low under your trio of wyrm-cocks. You estimate each testicle to be about ten inches around and 3.2 inches across.
You have a luminous violet, vanae honeypot, with two 0.5-inch clits. Moisture gleams in your box. The exterior folds glisten in the light, while the inner tunnel is lined with writhing, tentacle-like feelers. The lips and insides are covered in numerous nub-like protrusions.
You have one backdoor, placed between your cheeks where it belongs with slight signs of moisture bordering its edges.