I went in with the intention of making a monster that still looks like a cohesive creature, and not a mishmash of parts.
The way I invasion what I made is pretty much a Final Fantasy Behemoth.
It's kinda fun to make something nutty or terrifying, and not go overboard with it.
If anyone cares about build, they're a mixed mercenary geared toward self-sustain, between the tweaked Vamp Blade and Hirudo Devourer.
The way I invasion what I made is pretty much a Final Fantasy Behemoth.
It's kinda fun to make something nutty or terrifying, and not go overboard with it.
If anyone cares about build, they're a mixed mercenary geared toward self-sustain, between the tweaked Vamp Blade and Hirudo Devourer.
You started your journey as a half-ausar, but you’ve become an adremmalex over the course of your adventures. You’re a good 8 feet and 1 inches tall by ancient imperial measurements and 2.46 meters in the more accepted metric system. Right now, you’re wearing a suit of armor constructed from an active gray goo, using a hardlight anti-gravity thong for underwear, and girding your upper body with a hardlight anti-gravity bra.
Your suit of armor is silvery-gray, with hints of armor-like protrusions and has a Steele Tech logo emblazoned on each shoulder. Across the surface, the suit is patterned with a grid of hexagonal tiles. Overall, it has a crystalline shine to it, adopted from an encounter with a ganrael.
You have the face of a mythical worg, similar to a wolf but wider, with stronger jaws and sharper canines poking out from your lips. You’ve got thick, steel woolfur, hiding your pale white skin underneath your furry visage. Overall, your visage has a gorgeous profile with juicy lips and noticeable eyelashes. Like jewels, shimmering in the light, your crimson eyes sport cross-shaped pupils, much like a vaguely alien goat. The cascading, glowing ember quill-hair on your head is parted by a pair of four-inch long, flicking goat ears. They stick noticeably out to the sides with tufts of fur on their backs. Your mouth contains a long blue tongue that dangles over your lower lip whenever you stop thinking about it. Six black goat horns extend from the top of your forehead. The markhor-like horns rise 12 inches into the air, twisted and alien in shape. A huge purple orchid grows from the side of your head, its big long petals flopping gaily when you move.
You have a humanoid upper body with the usual torso, arms, hands, and fingers, mostly covered in a layer of thick, steel woolfur, and a dozen oily, prehensile phalluses sprout from your shoulders and back. They are retractable at will and can move on their own volition. From afar, they may look like innocent vines, but up close, each tentacle contains a bulbous head with a leaking cum-slit, perfect for mass breeding. Above your shoulders and around your neck grows a mane of poofy, steel feathers, making you appear quite royal. Your chest and back are covered in a thick, bushy layer of wool. Parts of your fur show abstract gold and red tattoos, ones that glow faintly with a pleasant aura. Parts of your body emit aromatic pheromones, enticing potential mates. Your hands are still largely human in shape and dexterity aside from the fairly feline claws that have replaced your fingernails. You have waspish hips that sway to and fro, emphasized by your trim body, and your muscular backside stretches your gear, flexing it with each step. A sinuous, almost snake-like tail waves behind you, covered in steel woolfur like the rest of you except at the tip. There, it terminates in an orchid pussy that always seems to crave fresh sperm. Two digitigrade legs grow from your flared hip, covered in coarse fur and providing a surprisingly strong sense of balance. Your belly is rock-hard, shaped by a good diet, steady conditioning, or both.
Just to save space on sexual characteristics, one pair of C cup breasts, with four flat nipples from a combination of other TFs, the moth thing for the mane and Treatment for some associated perks, two Nyrean ovipositors that retract into a genital slit, and a single Nyrean vagina.
Your suit of armor is silvery-gray, with hints of armor-like protrusions and has a Steele Tech logo emblazoned on each shoulder. Across the surface, the suit is patterned with a grid of hexagonal tiles. Overall, it has a crystalline shine to it, adopted from an encounter with a ganrael.
You have the face of a mythical worg, similar to a wolf but wider, with stronger jaws and sharper canines poking out from your lips. You’ve got thick, steel woolfur, hiding your pale white skin underneath your furry visage. Overall, your visage has a gorgeous profile with juicy lips and noticeable eyelashes. Like jewels, shimmering in the light, your crimson eyes sport cross-shaped pupils, much like a vaguely alien goat. The cascading, glowing ember quill-hair on your head is parted by a pair of four-inch long, flicking goat ears. They stick noticeably out to the sides with tufts of fur on their backs. Your mouth contains a long blue tongue that dangles over your lower lip whenever you stop thinking about it. Six black goat horns extend from the top of your forehead. The markhor-like horns rise 12 inches into the air, twisted and alien in shape. A huge purple orchid grows from the side of your head, its big long petals flopping gaily when you move.
You have a humanoid upper body with the usual torso, arms, hands, and fingers, mostly covered in a layer of thick, steel woolfur, and a dozen oily, prehensile phalluses sprout from your shoulders and back. They are retractable at will and can move on their own volition. From afar, they may look like innocent vines, but up close, each tentacle contains a bulbous head with a leaking cum-slit, perfect for mass breeding. Above your shoulders and around your neck grows a mane of poofy, steel feathers, making you appear quite royal. Your chest and back are covered in a thick, bushy layer of wool. Parts of your fur show abstract gold and red tattoos, ones that glow faintly with a pleasant aura. Parts of your body emit aromatic pheromones, enticing potential mates. Your hands are still largely human in shape and dexterity aside from the fairly feline claws that have replaced your fingernails. You have waspish hips that sway to and fro, emphasized by your trim body, and your muscular backside stretches your gear, flexing it with each step. A sinuous, almost snake-like tail waves behind you, covered in steel woolfur like the rest of you except at the tip. There, it terminates in an orchid pussy that always seems to crave fresh sperm. Two digitigrade legs grow from your flared hip, covered in coarse fur and providing a surprisingly strong sense of balance. Your belly is rock-hard, shaped by a good diet, steady conditioning, or both.
Just to save space on sexual characteristics, one pair of C cup breasts, with four flat nipples from a combination of other TFs, the moth thing for the mane and Treatment for some associated perks, two Nyrean ovipositors that retract into a genital slit, and a single Nyrean vagina.
