eaenidu Wrote:Name: Layla "Bunny"
Gender: Female
Race: Former Human now Human/Demon Rabbit Hybrid
Appearance: https://cdn.donmai.us/original/4b/fc/__pekomama_hololive_drawn_by_prab__4bfc5f6331b209440b55d3f789201cf2.png
Bio: Layla was a simple woman, she wasn't much interested in anyone, just working as a baker and something like an innkeeper, though it was less an inn and more renting out part of her house that she didn't use, their town was too small and too far away from fighting to have almost anyone pass through. That is, until one day she work up to screams and people fighting outside, she got up stumbled into her front room, and found a bunch of monsters looting her place, they turned and brandished weapons, so she did the first thing that came to mind treat them like customers, luckily, they didn't kill her, unluckily, they did take her, and they did take her to get changed first thing once they somehow, teleported, they told her that she now had a surname "Bunny" to go with her new bunny ears and tail, they told her she was going to be "Processed" soon and she wasn't sure what that meant but it sounded scary.
Submission: 56/100
Collar Color: Purple
Demonic Beast Desires- Must roll to resist the desires of demonic beasts as well
Processing, as it turned out, wasn't all that difficult. You were brought into a dungeon like chamber, and told to stand on a dark metal platform with runes inscribed onto it. Doing so you felt a tingle run up and down your body and something poking at your mind. After a moment, the tingling faded and the platform stopped its glowing of multiple colors, settling on orange. You then felt a strange weight around your neck, and reaching up, you felt a collar around your neck.
It was quickly explained to you the collars represented how obedient and submissive you were to your new Masters, the Demons, as well as those slaves with special privilege or seniority above you. Black was for completely disobedient slaves, who often got themselves into trouble and had to be punished. Orange was for those were generally docile, but had not truly submitted or recognized their place in things. Purple was next, and the highest tier was red. Those who wore red collars were slaves who didn't just accept their role in life, they embraced it, savored it, and desired it.
"Do you understand?" The Demoness sitting at the desk asked, and added, "If you do, then crawl over here, and service me with your mouth, Slave.