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Hey look, im doing my usual thing of applying T n' A where it wasnt before. (You are VERY welcome!)
So after the release of Doom 2016 i wondered to myself, how can I add sexy to this very bloody game? (As is natural.)
And after getting some inspiration from the multiplayer mode and flipping through my tasteful erotic collection i found
a model for a Doom marine corp character, in the same spirit as the Tanya adams and other C&C commando corp factions.
So the Doomslayer was very inspiring to the coporate heads of the U.A.C. (At least in one of the timelines i assume hes visited.) So using what passed
for demon stem cells (Or something like that, think making human/demon hybrids artificially.) the Doom marine corp is founded.
The rank and file troopers are like the (Brutal) Doom 64 marine, effective and mass produced super-soldiers who, with a demon rune, can transform into any given demon.
However there are thoes who assimilate demon essence (Cells, blood, whatever) much better to produce a stable hybrid.
These elites can't transform, but are vastly superior.
Thats who and what Slayer Io is.
Thanks to her nature after being transformed, Io has very tough skin. She even wears custom armor to take advantage of that (Standard armor cant fit very comfortably on her anyway.), she still will wear her helmet, just not here. Shes also very proud of her new bigger thicc sexy body and likes to show it off, clearly. Displaying her big soft bust is kinda her way of mocking her enemies becasue shes so sure of how durable she is (This was inspired by a Sigmar Warhammer book.).
Not to say her tough hide can protect her form everything, in heavily radioactive or otherwise extreme toxic environments, the body sleave can grow across her skin. (This is inspired by the Da'at Yichud warsuit form wolfenstein, when it grows that honeycomb shell over BJ's body.)
And it pisses off Millie in HR, shes not the biggest anymore.
Another development in her is a high agression factor and a thirst for C.Q.C. The feeling of blood running across her body re-invigorates her and gives her intense pleasure, so she favors a weapon set that keeps her close, like pistols and shotguns.
Which gives her an excuse to charge with her wrist mounted chainsaws and bathe in blood. (And i get an excuse for ganassa to draw another topless woman for me, this serves as a gauge for the other erotic pic i have had in mind.)
Really impressed with how the chanisaw gauntlets came out, i was afraid that it was too much to ask for.
Doom marine corp trooper: Slayer Io
Real name: Susan McCallister (Just Io)
Race: Human/Demon hybrid
Sex: Yes please, lots. I mean woman!
Height: 6'1" (I was 5'0")
Weight: Big bitch. (Lean killing machine now.)
Measurments: 50I-24-40 (No more breast envy for me, take that Millie in H.R., you cunt!)
Eye color: Blue
Hair: Argent tinted
Weapon: U.A.C. 'Grinder' wrist mounted chainsaw gauntlets
Profile: Susan began her career with the UAC as a humble accountant, after being transferred to the U.A.C. labs on Venus she endured a boring life of calculating numbers and tracking incoming and outgoing cargo loads.
She was a tight slip of a woman, very compact slip of a woman who was ignored and rejected at every turn.
And grew to dislike Millie from H.R.
A bitch who always bragged about her big deal, big ass gene-enhanced bust with extra thick nipples.
Susan fell into a rather deep depression, the constant rejection for her physical form, all the while enduring lectures about personality and confidence began to foster a disgust in her on the matter.
'How can personality and confidence mean a damn when everyone stops at my body?'
Sick of it all, she signed up for the Revenant program. She figured if she were mutated into a screaming demon she would be more concerned with shooting rockets at targets than getting laid.
Millie in H.R. loved it. 'A useless almost woman like you should be put to better use than accounting.' the bitch said as she stamped the paperwork with a big smile n her smug face.
Anesthetized and exposed to the Lazarus wave reviled something about Susan that no one would guess at, she was a potential hybrid candidate.
Before she was implanted with anything, her blonde hair shifted to argent red and she grew over a foot, but her body was not destroyed by the process.
She woke later not as a bony revenant in a crate, but on a soft bed in a medical ward. Stumbling to her feet she groped in the dark until she found the light.
The mirror shown her to be utterly different form anything she could expect.
She was beautiful, tall, thicker with some muscle but still womanly.
She could be forgiven for staring at her own now very well endowed body.
But her moment wouldn't last, she was inducted into the Doom marine corp, and a life of violence was ahead of her.
The standard armor was ill-fitting, and was scarred initially that a Bull demon swiping claws had torn the chest plate off. She buried her chainsaw into its face and marveled at how her body, even the soft parts, were so resilient to damage.
Custom armor was made for her, even capitalizing on her constant close quarters combat drive, useful retractable gauntlet mounted chainsaws were issued to her. (It was made to be exposing as per her request.
And consistent extra-solar and hell expeditions had shifted her ivory skin to a shining bronze tan. Earning her nick names like 'Bronze titaness'.