Tanaya

Name: Tanaya
Gender: Herm, has working cock, balls, pussy, breasts.
Species: Wolf-mutt
Age: Depends on the RP
Height: 7 feet 9 inches
Weight: Heavy
Body Type: Firm muscles with a layer of soft padding overtop.

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If someone asked Tanaya about who she was a few years back, her answer would be very different than it would be today.

Go back a seven or so years in this canine's history, and you would find a patriotic wolf-mutt living in one of those Eastern European countries that changed name often. She had lived there during one of the relatively more stable times, growing up and learning both English and the local dialect of Russian. Once she was an adult, she was brought into the military. Nothing in her records to make her superiors worry about her, she went through training, and was soon a private, a grunt, the little girl of her unit, despite her developed features and the extra tool she was packing. In her duties, she was adequately capable, not anything that made her stand out among her comrades beyond her unusual medical condition, being a fully functioning herm.

During her service, the political climate began to change though, a separate group forming that opposed the current government. Of course, the military was used to respond to this threat, often going on raids to round up these dissenting individuals, some of who were getting militant, and were often convicted of treason in one-sided trials. On one of these raids, Tanaya was caught on the wrong side of a door charged rigged as a trap by those her unit was after, catching a steel door to the cheek, as well as the front of her body. The blow knocked her out and literally knocked one of her boots off. To top it off, the only arrest made was on the only person in the building, a vixen radioing state secrets. When Tanaya came to, she was put on guard duty for the night, being battered and bruised from the door, but otherwise fine. Perhaps most damaged was her pride, and as she was left alone with the shapely vixen, something inside her seemed to know just what to do.

When morning came, and her guard shift was coming to an end, her replacement just found the canine sitting in her chair, her stomach nice and round, the vixen missing and her stomach squirming lightly. It didn't take long for the pieces to be put together, especially with Tanaya admitting her act openly. Getting out of her chair, she belched and just smirked. In the end, her unit let her keep her meal, figuring that they could report the treasonous fox as executed, even if it wasn't at the end of a rope or barrel of a rifle. Of course, the message was sent up the chain of command and soon the canine was called in for questions. Still taking pride in her petty, fatal revenge, she told the same story to the officers, figuring she would receive some sort of light punishment. Instead, she was reallocated away from her unit, and into the military prison guard.

Tanaya took her duties just as seriously as before, being in charge of keeping prisoners in line, and making sure nothing went wrong. Of course, the safety of the military prisoners was less focused on, many of them receiving deadly sentences anyways in an attempt to dissuade others from dissenting. Tanaya was presented with other duties as well, being a member of the unit in charge of the executions, many of which were made public by the state, either broadcast or simply done in public view as a sign of what would happen to those who were caught. Most executions were hangings, some were done with gas, very few were done by firing squad in public, but perhaps the most remembered by the public were the ones centered around Tanaya.

Tanaya herself had become a tool of the state for executions due to what she had done to that first vixen. Now, a small amount of the prisoners in the system were awaiting their demise to come in the form of the canine's gut. These were always broadcast, though televisions were still less common through the country, and didn't make it outside the borders. They took the same form each time, a prisoner being brought out on a stage with Tanaya, in uniform, standing by. Upon being given the signal, the doomed victim was consumed by the wolf-mutt, whole and alive to stew in her gut. The next day, around the same time, the second half would be broadcast, with Tanaya squatting on stage to show the results of the execution.

Tanaya's reassignment came with some added perks, like being promoted in rank to the equivalent of a sergeant, getting some extra money to live off of, though she was less worried about food in her new position, since often, prisoners went missing before they could be hanged, only Tanaya and her unit knowing that they had ended up at the bottom of an outhouse.

A system like that, while nice for Tanaya, couldn't last forever in the region, the dissenters eventually gaining enough power to overthrow the government. Tanaya, being who she was, had been smart enough to leave the country days before the revolt, taking enough money with her to get started anew elsewhere, heading west. She would end up in a rather quiet city near a park, most of her money gone simply getting that far away from home.