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"Lend me your ears, child. You are my daughter and a Nephilim - an avatar of the balance between righteousness and wickedness. Your other mother is a succubus, it is true, but unlike her brethren, her heart is one of the purest gold. I have seen so myself. So, complain not to me that the mortals whisper behind your back such scandalous things. Ignore them. They know it is you who will outshine them all. Or condemn them to their fates at the hands of the bottomless swamp that surrounds us.”
"A hero dropped by to claim my hand, and I got flustered. So I sent him on a quest to slay an "internet troll". I'm not sure what that is, exactly, but I hope he doesn't come back."
As the story goes…
Past findings on the subject have hinted a number a times about the linkage between the melting pot of the Expanse that is Earth and the quicksand lovers’ paradise that goes by no name other than Subterrae; mires that blend in with surrounding holes of muck that have been conspirasized to serve as a gateway between the two realms, recorded appearances of the quicksand planets’ dominant Mire Maid species among the more forested and natural of landscapes, and strange markings on bases of trees and engraved in the ground that appear to be ritualistic in nature. Above all, none have gone to prove the intertwining of both worlds more than the bustling rural Britain-stationed kingdom of Poshshire, almost on the same level of a direct linking.
And under the rule of the Aether-hailing angel Queen Hypernia “Backache” de Deux-Montagnes, her Subterraen-born succubus wife, Queen Zuzana “Applebottom” Maliwan, and the half-angel, half-demon continuation of their bloodline, Princess Aoi “Boobhug” de Deux-Montagnes, the ties of the two realms could not be more apparent.
Under the rule of Hypernia, Zuzana, and Aoi, Poshshire became a prosperous place for not just those that take residence within the kingdom’s walls, but also a frequent tourist attraction for the more mud-blooded of Poshshire’s visitors. Some even taking residence in the green pastures of the grand royal territory and an even braver few offering their services among the armed forces that safeguard the flourishing safe haven; all of which is overseen from the luxurious palace of the Deux-Montagnes family and the near bottomless quicksand moat of which it encompasses and safeguards from within.
Surprisingly, Aoi didn’t come to know of her semi-Subterraen origins or just how deep the connection between her home kingdom and the quicksand paradise was until she was of legal age. She did however know of her half-angelic, half-demon origins at a very young age. While the angelic Hypernia taught Aoi the ways of how to behave like a proper young lady of royalty, the devilish Zuzana was much more tomboyish with her teachings to the young regal nephilim. Surprisingly, such drastically different parenting methods and expectations from either parental figure didn’t confuse her in the slightest. In fact, they only helped to build her up to be that much more unique an individual.
But around the time she had begun to go through puberty, her half-angelic, half-demonic composure began to show another effect. One that concerned Aoi deeply at first she had various objects seeming to keep going missing inside of her bust. Those concerns were quickly lifted upon having been given the diagnosis of this mammary-based anomaly, as it was a cleavage hammerspace that had begun to develop. Essentially, she had a pocket dimension with ease of access directly inside of her chest she can stash anything inside of. It mostly began with small objects like her makeup, lipstick, bagged silver, wands, and other items and trinkets. But in time as the princesses’ puberty progressed, she has become able to stash and retrieve bigger items inside of her bust; even entire people.
Being the regal tomboyish individual of Subterraen blood she is, she was as capable as her succubus mother Zuzuna of mating with any member of any race she chooses, regardless of gender. However, being very specific with her tastes, she actively refuses to even consider males as suitable partners for mating but is accepting of those who still wish to engage in courtship with them. Simply put, Aoi wants not a Prince Charming in her life, but rather, a Princess Charming. This is evidenced further by the fact all of the servants among her royal court are entirely female.
One afternoon, there was chatter among the servants of the court making mention of a competition that they were making monetary wagers as to whoever among them could outlast their opposition should they themselves be on it. Aoi’s curiosity as to the commotion was peaked. Feeling out of the loop, she begins to question the servants on the meaning of their mindless rambling, to which they have enlightened her of a televised bloodsport overseas that features female competitors outwitting and outgunning one another in high octane firefights across a plethora of battle zones, dimensions, and timelines for the grand prize of having their greatest desire fulfilled without any limit of availability or even reality. Hypernia was skeptical as to the morality of the competition and suspects some wicked work to be going on behind the scenes, where as Zuzana on the polar opposite was intrigued by it. But upon Aoi making mention of plans of her own to join the cast, the two parents’ opposing feelings of the competition merged into a single feeling of great concern for their daughter’s health as well as the potential of never seeing her come home again. Princess Aoi, certain in her plans to compete among the rest of the representing females in this competition, reassures them both that she will be able to hold her own out there and that she is extremely doubtful that anything could go terribly wrong. She found the idea of partaking in seemingly-gladiatorial combat broadcasted throughout the entirety of the Expanse to be fun, actually.
And so, after preparations have been made and word has gotten around about Aoi’s intentions to travel overseas to the United States in New York where the competition was being held, the princess was met with many a tearful goodbye, wish for safe travels, and good fortune in the competition as she had begun her long voyage far away from the walled British swampland of Poshshire she had called home to the call to destiny that awaits her, having taken a small some of her royal court’s servants to help guide the regal tomboy Nephilim along the way.
On the set of the Cutie Clash, Princess Aoi’s very presence has undoubtably turned the heads of her accomplices and adversaries also competing alongside her, as well as the extra countless heads of the show’s spectators tuning in live from their television sets the Expanse over. Within the first few hours of her debut, she had already had a massive following of supporters within the fandom and had fallen prey to the more than occasional lewd antics, cheesecake peril, and spontaneous fondling of her namesake bust from a small group of other more perversion-ridden Cuties. Sometimes, due to the succubus side from Zuzana taking control, Aoi even ends up time and again joining in the sexually-charged fun of the female body-worshipping revelers. While she knows not what she will do with the wish she is promised with her final victory, that seems to be the least of her concerns currently as she’s already having the most fun in years being here on the set of the show, and the grand spectacles of destruction and death she puts on display for the fans and the even grander displays of gratuitous fanservice are proof of that very sentiment.
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Lay out the red carpet! Royalty approaches!
Presenting in all her gargantuan-titted glory, Princess Aoi "Boobhug" de Deux-Montagnes, Duchess of Poshshire. You may refer to her as "Your Grace", "Your Highness" or "Your Hotness". (The last one is new, selected by poll among her royal court's servants.)
(I know I said Mist-Tress was gonna be the last one I make for time being, but if you want someone to blame so badly for making me go against my word and make an OC out of a princess with literal planets for tits (and THAT much more extra inventory space; wink wink, nudge nudge), look no further than my other Discord friend SpectrumGirl for giving the idea for someone I can definitely see appearing a lot more often in the various horny dreams I use as fuel to fap myself into a coma every night.)
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