Rei-Kai's Herms: Aina Isil and Cider

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Rei-Kai's Herms: Aina Isil and Cider

Postby Rei-Kai on Sat Nov 22, 2014 9:52 pm

Aina Isil was actually approved a while back and forgot to add page here for it. Was originally non-futa until leaving, rejoined and remade the drak sen as futanari after returning to the Dragon's Dream and, through events of a Nightmare storyline going on at the time, was cause for Aina's change in appearance and return as a futanari.

Name: Aina Isil
Sex: Female (Futanari)
Race: Mineral Drak Sen

Bio Page - http://belariath.com/characters/bios/aina.html

Post-Return: Reborn, returned from the dark dreams of the Elder's that roam the pathways of the stars and realms beyond the reach of mortal beings. Some time ago she had left to return to the lord that called her and once more join with her dreams, become part of a realm few could ever enter. For a time she was at piece, sharing in the knowledge of her matron and surrendering all that she had gathered during her time in the world once again.

When it was time for her to be reborn into physical form once more, the world was suffering one abhorrent event after another. A twist of the realm with another sleeping dragon sent quakes across the dreamscape, twisting the dragoness' nightmares. Such dark dreams, influenced by the sleeping minds of all creatures, were further corrupted with the actions of the Darklord, S'otaneth, making the mineral-born Drak Sen's reincarnation into the world agonizing as her form was altered by the whirling, corroded dreams of her mistress.

When at last the pain had ebbed from her newly reformed body and she lay resting within the forest of the night dreamer, she could already feel the changes wrought upon her. Though much of her form remained as it had been from previous incarnations, there were key physical differences that were easily noted. What once was silver was now luminously dark. And where once she was female, now she was...more. Though she still bore such an exquisite form of tantalizing, feminine beauty, she was also 'gifted' with a healthy, if savage, male aspect.

One would think to be appalled, and yet even if it had come about as some accident caused by the unruly forces that were present in the mortal world while she was being brought into being through her matron's dreams once more, it was still a fact that this was the form chosen by the Elder, and far be it from her to question that which she is given, for this form would breed new experiences and more knowledge to be gathered for the day when she would again return here and become part of something greater...if only for a short time.
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Cider is my latest addition and recently approved by SB. Shi is done in a bit more original capacity I felt.

Name: Cider
Gender: Female (Futanari)
Race: Minotaur

Appearance: As one might expect from a minotaur, though Cider is amongst the taller ones, above the commonplace for hir kinfolk, standing at half over thirteen-feet tall with a blessed body to match. This figure casts not just a long shadow, but a rather wide one too. Though most of hir kind sport fabulous musculature, many of hir own are...less noticeable beneath the cushion of excess mass beneath hir spotted auburn fur. With an ample bosom hefty enough to suffocate an ogre and a broad, ponderous bottom squishy enough to crush one, you'd think that'd be enough. Yet this creature's hips were thick and wide with a protruding belly telling of many a meal consumed at late hours and not enough labors to lessen that burden.

Despite Cider's great heft, the softness it gives brings out a gentler sheen to this plump figures downy fur coat. Still those eyes of a rust colored hue turn outward with a glimmer of mistrust and not without reason. Horns shorter than most stick out from either side of hir temple amidst a cascade of long luscious brown hair, partly drawn back in a ponytail. Hir facial structure, while beholden to those bovine qualities, were much softer and less pronounced with fuller cheeks, giving hir a decidedly warmer appearance when shi does happen to smile.

As is this weren't enough to set Cider apart from hir kinsmen, there was another part that oft used to remain hidden, though in more recent times has come to light against hir wishes if only because of how tightly those jiggling thighs rub together as shi walks. As one might've imagined given the wording, Cider is not strictly a female. While shi does posses a ripe, plump pair of lady lips betwixt her man-crushing hips, Cider sports something far more prominent and much harder to keep hidden; a brutal bitch-breaking cock. Yes, you're not mistaken. And while it has been much of a burden on hir, both physically and emotionally, it is very much a part of hir and has shaped hir life thus far.

Biography: Cider comes from what would be a rather average family amongst minotaurs, found in rich farmland and grassy plains far to the west. As one might imagine for those born of a dual-nature liker hirself, Cider's early life was not pleasant. Indeed, Cider is not hir birth name, having cast it aside to try and forget the years of abuse shi has had to endure. While hirt family was not particularly poor, the treatment one receives when having a twice-gendered child is not friendly, and that unpleasantness is visited in turn upon hir. Without ever having known why, shi had grown up being looked on with disdain, not only by hir neighbors, but by hir family as well.

Shi always tried to work hard on the family farm. Shi really did. Believing that hir parents' treatment was because shi wasn't strong enough or didn't work hard enough for them. Yet no matter how much shi tried, shi was never showered with the affection shi so desperately craved. Indeed, with each passing year, as her body grew, the tension between them only grew. Until that time, approaching adulthood, when hir meager town had been visited by travelers did shi learn something that finally shattered hir little world.

It was when shi had gone to town for supplies for the farm, something that was always difficult for hir given the way shi was treated without explanation, when one of the travelers visiting, a proud looking elf-man, chanced upon hir with a lecherous grin and flowery words rolling off his silver-studded tongue. While she had been intrigued by the flattery, the clerks at the local stall visibly paled. Shi did not know the reason for any of this until shi was lead away by the much shorter figure away from prying eyes, only just then understanding what the elf had in mind for her. As color rose to her cheeks with the touch of his hands upon her, his own drained away as he felt, more than saw, what was gingerly tucked between the minotaur's legs.

She visibly jumped when he shrieked so sharply that shi doubted he could've been a man. He shouted obscenities at her in a language she did not know, but the abject horror on his face, accusing glare and waving finger told hir everything that this young minotaur needed to know; "I'm not normal." Wielding a shriek of hir own, the broken-hearted figure gave a swing of hir fist before racing away from the town, leaving the now woefully silent elf head in the dirt and ass up in the air from the heavy blow he, for some reason, didn't see coming.

It wasn't long after, with many hurtful arguments with family about hir status, did shi finally abandon hir life there and sank into a deep depression, leading to years of excess consumption of rich foods and drinks. Hard won muscles from years on a farm softened as pound after pound rounded hir into a far greater figure of femininity than shi ever would've possessed otherwise, though because of this hir broadening hips began stimulating her in other places, making it harder for hir to do any kind of work to earn hir keep when turgid erections scared both employers and customers at decidedly wrong times.

Shi found an almost sickening love of a drink the humans called cider. Having already abandoned hir past burdens, shi decided to take a new name to match hir new figure. Calling hirself Cider the Stoutbodied, shi would move onto working as a bouncer for a bar and brothel. With hir size shi managed to do quite well and finally get a bit of a spark back into hir life. It didn't hurt that shi could occasionally partake of the brothel's bounties when the needs of hir body became more than shi could bare. The only problem was that it was prohibited, and most of the workers were not...proportionate to the minotaur, leaving Cider with very, very few who could even hope to satisy hir, if even just a little.

For a time, one whom she'd call friend amongst that den of sin and sinners, would be all shi had there, and the only one who could help Cider with hir burdens. Yet it wasn't too long before they were caught in the act. While hirt friend may have been punished, Cider was evicted immediately and banned from the house of ill-repute. Once again shi was left with nothing but what shi could carry with hir and what little shi had earned that wasn't stripped from hir as 'payment' for liberties taken.

Left without a place to belong once again, Cider travels on, packing down hir meals wherever shi could and quiet spots along the roads to 'release' hir stress when the grind of hir hips as shi walks becomes too aggrivating to ignore. Cider marches on with distrusting eyes while yet silently keeping a faint hope in hir heavy, mountainous breast, that shi will find a place to belong. Shi also hopes there'll be good food there to go along with it. And lots of cider.
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