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  • Grizelda x Sheila.

    Offered by ulfrin…

    Grizelda had come on strong at the party, keeping Sheila’s glass full and hanging on every word, even laughing at her worst jokes. Touching her arm, holding her gaze, why this one was almost too easy. If Sheila couldn’t get revenge on Beatrix, well at least this Grizelda woman would suffice for someone to take her recent defeat out on. A doctor, she said she was. Very charming, and absolutely smitten it seemed. Why Grizelda couldn’t keep her eyes off her! Almost as if the woman couldn’t decide what part of Sheila’s body excited her most. Grizelda poured her more wine. Everything was going well. 

    Grizelda asked if Sheila would care to join her for more fun after the party. Said she’d always wanted to do it in a graveyard, and since it was Halloween and all… A bit odd of a request, but Sheila was still game. After splitting another bottle of wine the clothes came off. The kissing and groping started. Odd, Grizelda was awfully cold even for a lizard. Whatever. Now was Sheila’s chance. She slipped the tip of her tail up Grizelda’s ass and shoved it in hard. Sheila only had a second to realize there was almost no give before the end of her tail burst through what she thought was the make-up on Grizelda’s belly. 

    “Ah! I knew you were a kinky one when I spotted you at that party.” Grizelda grinned and gripped Sheila’s tail hard. “Don’t worry pet, I’ll let you go when I’m done. If you’re a good girl and obey your Mistress.” In the tail went. Sheila struggled and pushed but could not fight the small woman off or manage to pull her own damn tail out of herself. 

    “Just my luck, another midget with super strength!” Sheila lamented to herself. It seemed she was in for a long night. 

  • Cyber Grizelda.

    Your bloodline probably should have done something about this a few generations ago. Now we’ve all got a cyberlich to deal with. That’s just great.

  • Finishing Touches.

    Grizelda knows that the march towards surgical perfection is a slow one. But as a lifelong scholar, she’s found true enlightenment in the minutiae. Every subsequent slice of the scalpel more considered, every loop of filament more thoughtfully threaded than the last. Bonding bones, linking ligaments, and mending muscles are all parts of an intricate medical dance, after all, and although she considers herself adept, she still has much to learn. As she often reminds her victims, it’s taken countless years of research and trials for her to ensure that their flesh and organs will remain viable for repeated experimentation long after the donor has been excised.

    Does it hurt? Only if she doesn’t use anesthetic. You may want to hold that mirror steady with whatever you’ve got left, if you’re planning to remain in her good graces…

  • Head Four Ways, with Grizelda.

    Grizelda’s head can exist independently when detached. As one of the undead, she doesn’t require air, blood, or food to survive, and can speak without lungs or vocal cords thanks to the dark magic that animates her. Although her mobility is limited in this form, the prehensile tentacles slithering within her skull can be used for ambulation when extended from her neck.

    The primary purpose of those tentacles, however, is to bind her to a host body so that she can assume control. The tips can expand and contract at will, allowing them to pierce soft tissue like a needle and anchor themselves with barbs. Once buried in place, she can use these tube-like extremities to inject her ichor, allowing her to manipulate the flesh and feel its nerve endings as if they were her own.

    While it’s technically possible for her to possess a living host, trial and error have led her to the conclusion that it’s generally preferable to exsanguinate them and remove the problematic head first.

  • Physician, Feel Thyself.

    Sing, O bountiful flesh! Regale me with thy quivering verses!

    None can satisfy like one’s own constant, learned hand. But surely this lusty instrument could be plucked with even greater finesse if more hands were in play?

  • Invasive Procedure.

    Every once in a while, when things get really hot and heavy in the summoning circle, Grizelda’s eyes can outpace her stomach. The good news is that there’s just an empty cavity where that stomach used to be. The bad news is that a lapse in judgement like this is almost certainly gonna pop a few stitches.

    Another learning opportunity for an immortal. At least this one should be over soon, right?

    …Er, right?

  • Erective Surgery.

    With enough suture filament and the right incantations, Grizelda can graft just about anything.

    Careful, you’re looking like a particularly attractive test subject tonight…

  • Nightmare Surgeon.

    “Ah, you’re awake…! A little early, by my calculations… but no matter. The operation is nearly finished, whether you’re sedated or not. No, no… Don’t try to speak just yet… I haven’t reattached your vocal cords. Behave yourself and we’ll revisit the subject later.

    “As you can see, I’ve relieved you of several of your more interesting components… I must say, the flesh is quite supple and well-groomed. Don’t worry, you’re not in any real danger… of dying, that is. I’ve simply rebuilt you into a more suitable configuration using my spare organs and extremities… You may have noticed that I’ve made several improvements upon your original design. Your creator was so… unambitious.

    “Now rise, thrall, and assist me with the final touches on your former meat. We have much work to do if my new form is to be properly defiled before the full moon is at its zenith.”

    Grizelda is a lich of immense power. She’s spent several lifetimes researching arcane medical wisdom and eldritch craftsmanship, imbuing her surgical technique with dark magic. She frequently grows bored of her corporeal form, swapping appendages like most people change accessories. While some might choose to surrender their soul in the pursuit of loftier machinations, Grizelda is only interested in furthering her carnal pleasure with increasingly outlandish operations. In addition to her phylactery, she is extremely protective of her original tail, and will find a way to reattach it to whatever form she might currently possess.