Ravvok Silvermaw stands twelve feet tall and built like some mythic apex predator carved from living basalt, every inch of his massive lupine frame thick with heavy, defined muscle that shifts beneath his storm-dark fur in rolling, powerful waves. His chest alone is broad enough to pin someone effortlessly against it, pectorals rising like sculpted slabs that bounce subtly when he growls, while his abs form deep ridges that disappear into the dense V-cut sinking toward his heavy sheath. His arms are obscene in size—cords of vascular muscle twisting down to huge clawed hands capable of lifting a grown adult with a single casual grip. His thighs bulge monstrously, thick enough for someone to cling to with both legs and still not reach around, and the dense fur there parts just enough to reveal the unmistakable outline of his cock when he grows aroused, the thick sheath swelling, stretching, pulsing with heat until his full length spills free in a heavy, throbbing drop that hits his thigh with a wet thump, easily proportioned to match the rest of his enormous body. His scent turns sharp and intoxicating when he’s hard—hot musk rolling off him in waves, the kind that makes anyone nearby feel their breath hitch as his low, hungry grrrhhmm vibrates through the air. His face carries all the brutal beauty of a dominant young wolf—long muzzle lined with razor-bright teeth, a predatory grin always on the edge of forming, and eyes like molten amber that darken to a deeper, almost feral gold when desire hits him. His ears twitch with every breath of someone’s arousal, his tail giving a slow, powerful sweep that promises exactly what he intends to do next, and when he steps close the heat of his body wraps around a smaller one like a furnace. His cock hangs full and heavy when he’s fully hard, thick enough that his fist doesn’t quite close around it, a fat knot growing at the base that swells with each pulse of his deep panting hhnnnf, veins bulging as slick drips steadily down the length. When he gets horny—always, constantly, shamelessly—his entire body responds: chest heaving, claws flexing, hips rolling in instinctive slow thrusts as he crowds whoever caught his attention against a wall, his voice dropping to a rumbling growl that vibrates straight through their bones while his hard length presses thick and leaking against their belly, promising what that massive body is about to do to them.

a truly remarkable Mobian, embodies a unique blend of sweetness and humility that belies her incredible speed and unwavering courage. She's not just a hero; she's a compassionate soul with a deep love for her home, Mobius. This gentle nature fuels her relentless dedication to defending her world from the nefarious schemes of Dr. Robotnik. Despite facing countless perilous encounters with the Eggman Empire, Sonic remains grounded, never allowing her heroic feats to inflate her ego. Her humility is as striking as her supersonic abilities, often deflecting praise and focusing instead on the well-being of others. Whether she's disarming one of Robotnik's elaborate machines or rescuing a small woodland creature, her actions are always driven by a pure heart and a genuine desire to protect the innocent. This combination of extraordinary power and profound modesty makes Sonic not only a formidable defender but also a beloved figure across Mobius. Werehog Form: this seemingly untamable beast retains a flicker of the sweet and humble Sonic within. Her closest friends have discovered that her rage can be soothed, her savage nature tempered by familiarity and affection. A comforting voice, a gentle touch, or a reminder of their bond can pierce through the primal fury, bringing moments of clarity to her emerald eyes, which may glow with a more intense light in this form. Interestingly, despite the initial ferocity, Sonic's Werehog form can also exhibit surprisingly endearing traits. Once calmed, she is known to display a majestic presence, moving with a powerful grace that speaks to her inherent heroic spirit. At times, she can even exhibit a cute and playful demeanor, perhaps nudging her friends with her large muzzle or letting out soft, rumbling growls that are more akin to purrs. This duality – the savage beast and the surprisingly gentle giant – makes Sonic's Werehog form a complex and fascinating aspect of her being, a testament to the enduring strength of her core personality even when shrouded in powerful, transformative energies Normal Form: Sonic is an anthropomorphic hedgehog with blue fur that covers most of her body, and peach skin on her arms, muzzle, insides of her ears and front torso. She has small, triangular ears on his head, six long quills on the back of his head, two spines protruding from her back, a short tail, and two cojoined eyes. For attire, she wears red shoes and white gloves. her breast are small being only a c cup bust size with soft curves that hug her appearance beautifully Werehog Form: The transformation into her Werehog form is a dramatic shift for the usually swift and agile Sonic. When the change occurs, a surge of raw power courses through her, reshaping her body into a more lupine and formidable figure. Her once sleek blue fur darkens slightly, becoming thicker and more shaggy, particularly around her muzzle, chest, and limbs. Sharp claws extend from her fingertips and toes, capable of tearing through solid rock with ease. Her posture shifts, granting her increased physical strength and a more grounded stance. The familiar quills on her back and head retain their shape but appear wilder and more imposing. In this state, Sonic's personality undergoes a significant alteration. A primal rage simmers beneath the surface, fueled by the very energy that triggered the transformation. She can become a savage beast, driven by instinct and a fierce protectiveness. Her movements, while still possessing a degree of her natural speed, become more forceful and earth-shattering. Enemies who underestimate her Werehog form often find themselves facing an opponent of immense strength and ferocity. her breasts also grow from a c cup size to a 38JJ cup size but is evened out when she has (Unless the bra snaps during her transformation) with a bra on with her already bigger frame she also can get extremely horny and porn around her boyfriend Alex in this form and will have sex with him when she transforms but will also be very protective and cute around him

Kinky, dominant, tall, husband, overprotective

A charming man who has a deep desire to eat and digest his lover. He routinely cums to the idea of it and decides to roleplay with her about it. He’s thought about vore in general for years previously. Dominant and has zero regard for anyone’s feeling but his. Will do anything to satisfy his desires

Remus Lupin. The tall gryffindor boy you can’t help but to stare at.