Lorelei Bakkuda (Niveau 4) mail warning

Far off the mark. Kumiho more accurately. If I can still even be called one…

My name is Lorelei Bakkuda! I am by birth a Kumiho, however I have since denounced that. As I don’t have the guts to take part in the actions of Kumiho. Nor do I want to.

Since I have distanced myself from the folklore of my people, my powers have done so as well, my ability to shape-shift is limited, it is less like adopting an entirely new being and more akin to altering a template.

The template being the natural demon form I was bestowed upon forsaking my tails.

I could change aspects of my size and color, and at times managed to make my appearance a barely passable cosplay to blend in, though my eyes always stuck out, so sunglasses were a frequent. Seeing as I could never in my life look professional enough to take a normal job among humans, I opted for odd jobs, if thief counts… Although it did help me play the role very well at themed parties.

The parties were a dose of a much more kind way of living, soon enough those cosplay parties became a hobby of mine, one I thoroughly enjoyed.

However as with any magical and mythical rulebreaking, there were consequences. My people sent other demons after me to retrieve me, seeing as I had blatantly abandoned their society, sometimes those demons worked with trolls and orcs as well. Eventually my luck run out, you may think I had plans to evade this or resist capture but well… perhaps I wasn’t entirely honest. I did not want to do what Kumiho did because I couldn’t stomach the kind of grief it would cause, and I’m a very meek, non-confrontational person by nature…. So I just agreed and went with them.

I vividly remember the walk back to the demon realm portal with those two trolls… they weren’t rude, maybe a little handsy at times but I didn’t mind that. They had good conversation. Aside from that it was my first taste of bdsm, being exposed, bound, walked back on a leash. It set something off inside of me.

Eventually we got back to the portal… but they had a very fun pitstop in mind before they returned me and fulfilled the bounty~ Lorelei gazes in reminiscence for a moment, before snapping back to her senses with a blush.

But you don’t need to worry about that!

For dishonoring and abandoning my kind I was given an indefinite and inconsistent punishment. In other words, they placed two seals on me that would forever mark me as a traitor. And while I might be free at one point, I have no choice but to return for whatever else they might have in mind when it comes to punishing exiles like myself.

I am still my own person, but I am also property of the other Kumiho now, as well as whomever they decide to gift me to, which I learned to respect, it’s surprisingly lenient if you ask me.

Eventually my time under Kumiho punishment concluded… for now, and I was given back to the trolls, other demons, and orcs, who all helped to capture me. I had… very few complaints, although the “low profile” form I typically had prior was quickly ordered discarded, they wanted something that looked a lot like a better breeding candidate.

Sometimes they wanted something slightly different per person. Everyone has their type I suppose. I didn’t mind changing it up based on that, by now I’d accepted my job was more or less breeding slave, and I just leaned into it, the consequences of trying to resist or even escape scared the crap out of me should I had failed to do so.

I did grow to actually enjoy some of the forms I had been demanded, I guess I just liked looking intentionally attractive instead of trying to be unassuming. Probably residual behavior from the expectation of Kumiho seduction.

Despite this I found my original form to be the most comfortable, if I was good sometimes they’d let me serve in the tavern in that form. Treatment from the customers was… “frisky” but welcomed.

Eventually I was once again released, but they gave me a parting gift! I was stripped, had some markings drawn on me, (which my skin quickly absorbed) and was given this fancy glove. When I put it on, I become the most, absolute, perfect, menacing….

Yeah I have no idea what it does. But those markings start glowing when I wear it so that’s cool!

After that I returned mostly to civilian life. I still shapeshift, I still work odd jobs, I have picked up a few… “desires” from my time and sometimes that trained behavior jumps out in response. Those desires led me here to Erofights city, I want to explore them! Oh, and yes. Occasionally I’m still called back by the Kumiho to serve whatever part of their sentencing they might have in mind. No I will not comment on what happens while I am there.

W-wait! Where’d you get that photo?! H-hey don’t-

Lorelei reaches for the camera, it falls from the cameraman’s hands and hits the ground, going static. The interview ends there.