------------- Nate’s Crew – Candy Pinup 02

As so many of her persuasion, Candice had no regard for law, no regard for propriety, no regard for personal property or the higher ideals of morality. It was literally in her blood to be rebellious, self-centered, promiscuous to the point of being downright slutty, and constantly at odds with every rule of an organized society. To call her an anarchist would have drastically overstated the ideology of anarchy. She was a demon child, a half-demon born of a rankless succubus who wished to use her progeny to secure her advancement in the stinking whorehouses of Shindelavri. She failed. Candice’s mother died in childbirth, or soon after. She never learned the truth. What she did know was that her first memories were of a cage in a wizard’s laboratory.

She was passed down from one wizard to another, as each suffered some calamity, until the last was quite sure she, herself was cursed. Then she was dumped on the streets, and lived as little more than a back alley predator for many years. Around the age of 12 she was discovered foraging around in the trash of a whorehouse in Mauritius. After the Madame witnessed her catch and devour a live rat, she knew she had something here. Demon children didn’t just wander around the streets, and this one had some shapeshifting powers, enough to go unnoticed amidst the street urchins.

Slowly, like catching a feral cat, she baited the child. It took another 3 years of very painful training to teach her to speak and another 5 years to get her to act like a human. By the age of 30, barely an adolescent for Candice, she had mastered the rudimentary magics of the Erotic and was dancing in some of the better establishments in Mauritius. There were better looking girls, but not many. Her undisciplined and naturally uninhibited nature made her an obvious draw for crowds of randy sailors and leering merchants alike. And though every half-demon has some tell, some aspect of their appearance they can never hide, Candy could keep her wings, tail, claws and horns hidden while on stage. The eyes, strange and otherworldly, scared a few, but attracted more,… but men in strip clubs were rarely looking at her eyes.

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