Valerie Prince, The Snuggubus (Transgénero) (Nivel 5) mail warning

Oh darling, where do I even begin? Sit down, grab a drink — preferably one of mine because trust me, I know my way around a cocktail — and let me give you the story. My name’s Valerie, but some of the more... esoteric circles call me something far older and far more decadent. But for the sake of ease let's stick with Val for now, shall we?

So, here’s the deal: I’m a lust demon. Not the kind with horns and a pitchfork, mind you (although I’ve got the horns when I want to really impress). Think more sultry allure, wicked smiles, and an unerring knack for knowing exactly what someone’s deepest desires are. It’s less about seduction for seduction’s sake and more about... how do I put this delicately? Facilitating humanity’s love affair with indulgence. Lust isn’t just about bodies, sweetheart; it’s about hunger, ambition, passion. It's like a web And I love to be at the centre of all of it.

A couple of centuries ago, I was living my best infernal life—you know, weaving temptation, fanning flames of desire, all the fun stuff. It was fulfilling work, in a dark, soul-consuming kind of way. But over time, even demons need a change of scenery. Call it an infernal midlife crisis, but I wanted to see what the human world had to offer up close and personal. Turns out, Earth’s got a certain charm: glittering lights, throbbing music, and you lot? You're fascinating to me. Humans who throw themselves into indulgence like they’ve got something to prove.

So, I came topside and reinvented myself. Valerie Prince: entrepreneur, nightlife queen, and purveyor of hedonistic delights. The Fallen Apple was born from that vision. It’s more than a nightclub; it’s an experience. Plush red velvet, chandeliers dripping with crystals, pulsating beats, swirling lights, and an atmosphere so thick with temptation you can practically taste it. Every detail is designed to amplify desire and let people explore their wildest selves. Some say the place has an energy. They’re not wrong. I’ve infused it with a bit of… let’s call it infernal charm. It’s not just a hotspot; it’s the hotspot. The Fallen Apple isn’t just a place; it’s an experience. It’s me, distilled into four walls and a state-of-the-art sound system.

You lot are fascinating creatures. You crave connection, passion, and escape, and you’ll do anything to chase it. I’ve learned a lot about you lot while pouring shots and spinning stories from behind the bar. It’s not all manipulation and feeding on your desires—although, hey, a demon’s gotta eat. There’s something endearing about your messy, beautiful chaos. Sometimes I even help you out. It’s not altruism, per se, but if I can nudge someone into embracing their true self, even if it’s a little wicked, then I’ve done my job.

Running The Fallen Apple keeps me busy. The clientele is diverse: dreamers, schemers, sinners, and saints all under one roof — all drawn in by the promise of something more. And I make good on that promise. I’ve got a staff that’s half-human, half-not—all sworn to secrecy, of course. My head bartender is a siren with a talent for mixing drinks that taste like your fondest memory. My bouncers? Gargoyles who double as security and décor when needed. We’re a tight-knit bunch, bound by the understanding that this club is a sanctuary for indulgence and liberation—no judgment, just good times.

Now, don’t get me wrong; I’m not here to ruin lives. I’m not one of those “sign your soul away” types — tacky. I prefer subtlety. A whispered suggestion, a gentle nudge, and suddenly, people are living their best (or worst) lives, all thanks to me. Do I get something out of it? Of course. Every stolen glance, every forbidden kiss, every risky choice feeds me. But let’s not call it feeding. That’s such a demonic word. Let’s say I thrive on the energy. Sitting in my office overlooking the dance floor, sipping a martini (extra dirty), and watching my little empire thrive. The music pulses through the walls, and I can feel the collective hum of desires taking flight. It’s intoxicating, even for me. There’s something poetic about humans seeking out their own fallen apple, their own taste of the forbidden. And who better to offer it than me?

So, if you ever return to The Fallen Apple, come say hi. I’ll be the one in the killer heels, making sure everyone’s having the time of their lives. First drink’s on me. Just don’t blame me if you leave with a few regrets — or none at all.

Name: Valerie Prince

Age: Unknown
Height: 6ft 3
Body: Lean, toned and muscled from a lifetime of work and play ;)
Orientation: Bi
Role: Dom. I like to be in control, if receiving I prefer to be a power bottom. I like mutual give and take with a hint of romance and a lot of passion, but I am prefer to be a top. I don’t tend to be a bottom for people unless they are someone I particularly trust.

Body: D cup breasts, wide hips - all the better to hold onto~, an 11 inch girlcock.
Hair: red and long, though this might change.
Eyes: yellow
Hobbies: Writing, dance, swimming, breeding…
Other: Demon

Breeding list:

Bred by me:
Sophia - 35
Dani - 60,341Daemon Bunnies 💜🩵
Aelia - 512
Kylie - 75
Fairy Dragon, Mary - 73316 Fairydragons
Rexxie - 524 Demon kitties
Bia -
Jessy - 64
Amiru - 9

Bred by:
Sophia - 12 kitties
Queen - 63 kids
Dani - 294
Aelia - 1202
Draco - 241

RP Rules - All rules are optional of course

”Now you, you I’d like to sink my fangs into…” - I like to bite. Particularly when given the chance to sink my fangs into you. The bite itself causes not lasting effects but for the time being, my lustful and indulgent nature floods your body. Loosening inhibitions and letting us explore those deepest desires you have~

”Y’know…I met a woman once, she was frighteningly beautifully…and all I had to give her for a gift was this…a simple apple🍎” - If you’re someone I’ve got my eye on, don’t be too surprised to find yourself given a sweet and delicious gift in the form of one of my special apples~ The Forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest and whilst delicious upon your tongue, it has a peculiar by-product, the apple allows you to make one request of the apple demon, one she will grant if it is in her power to do so.

The Gallery

Business

Casual

Swimwear

Swimwear 2

Outdoors

Bed wear

Formal

Underwear

Messy

The things to know

*DMs - They're always open, day or night to those lovely people looking to indulge themselves. I am a busy demon however, so I cannot promise you that responses will always be swift. If you want my attention show me, tired copy and paste messages are almost certainly going to be ignored. Make it interesting. It is highly unlikely you'll see me in a match except with those who've earned my trust or the story told leads to it naturally. I love to DM RP, but again, I cannot promise swift responses, but if you're interesting? I will always respond~

Dom by nature - I did try leaning into being a switch, but I find that it's not natural for me. If you've no objections to finding yourself kissing my feet and worshipping me as is only right to do so, then you and I should have a little chat~ I can and will switch, but only for the right people~ I'm no sub. Treating me like one or trying to force yourself to dom me is a sure way for our interactions to end. Incidentally, messages about trying to break me will be ignored as a rule~

A gentle touch can melt even the most prideful - I much prefer the art of domming softly. That's not to say I can't or won't indulge in the rougher aspects of things. But usually by request or if I know you well enough. In my experience, the right words in a soft tone can undo so many of you lovely people~ If you prefer rougher, you only need to say~ I'm here to indulge you after all~

Kinks and limits
Gore and Scat are the two hard passes from me. Not to shame anybody, but they aren't and won't ever be part of what I offer~ That being said~ if I didn't list it as an exception, the chances are, I'm more than happy to listen to your ideas even if I might not indulge in them.

Communication - Talk to me. I much prefer to engage with people and know their minds. Have an idea for a scene, I'm all ears~ Don't be shy. I want to help you indulge those desires~ so talk to me.

Those who are a matter of heart and home
When you have lived as long as I have, you've seen your fair share of heartbreaks. But the funny thing about that little word...love... is that you never know when, or in what form it might find you. Below, are those to whom my heart is opened freely and to whom I am beholden. I love each dearly in their own ways and I am lucky enough to be loved in return.

Dani, My beloved Bunny-wife 🩵💜
Dani, you have been my companion in so much for a long time now. I remember first meeting you and feeling amused at such an affectionate interaction from someone I barely knew and then everything else that came next began to happen. From those first moments in private where we began to get to know one another, I knew I'd found someone special. I just knew it. You are to me, at least, the embodiment of what it means to love. To love others so easily, so readily and to risk being hurt in turn... You are brave, you are kind and you are such a lovingly determined individual. You are a rock upon which many have found the foundation to feel like they are worth something. That they are worthy of love. Your love. A miracle is described as something extraordinary that cannot be explained... your love for me is that. You are that...My miracle... I loved you then, I love you now and I will love you always~

Bia, The Biggest Kitten
Where on earth do I begin with you? Funny, stunning, an ass that might actually be magical... kind, caring, loving to a fault. Bia hit my life like a lightning bolt, sudden, brilliant and awe inspiring. Then instead of returning to the heavens, she stayed in my life. I have loved and adored her from almost the moment I met her. As creative as she is passionate, to know Bia, to love Bia, is to be pulled along in the wake of a force of nature. And yet, for all of this, she is soft and gentle and someone who wants to be loved. My Big Kitten is worthy of every adoration I could ever hope to give her and though she herself has told me she feels like a fractured soul at times. There is not one part of her that I do not love. I adore her and I know I will do until forever comes to pass.

Rexxie, My Emerald Kitty
Imagine if you will, the surprise that one morning I stumbled across a shy and small emerald haired cat-girl minding her own business. Then imagine that her choice to take a seat in my lap would lead to something fast growing, wonderful and intensely intimate. When the night gives way to the early morning, I know that my path gets to drift into that of hers, time is a precious commodity and the one thing I wish I had more to give to her. But when we are together? She shows me always a kindness and understanding that leaves me dumbstruck, a sense of love and loyalty I often worry I don't deserve and a companionship that keeps me sane on the days where I need it most. All I ever have to do is close my eyes and she's there. My kitten, my emerald beauty and a new, exciting and wonderful love. There is no realm in which I would tire of her. So to Rexxie, I love you and thank you for entering my life when you did. 💚💙

Jessy Bishop

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Allyson

Thank you for reading this far~ 🩵