Before her corruption by Leech, Plasia was a quiet, lonely soul who spent her time creating artwork and music. Back on the Czarite home world, there were 3 main types of Czarite, the aggressive, the shy and the loving. The loving ones who openly embraced the DA’s scouts, were swiftly accepted into the DA’s empire. The aggressive ones, were shot down as they attacked the scouts, and the shy are still on the home world, they simply wouldn't go near the scouts. Plasia (Who’s original name was Fairyen-Mariee) was a shy Czarite, who lived among a clan of loving Czarites. As her friends and clan were taken away to join the DA’s empire, Fairyen was unable to stay by herself and reluctantly went with her clan to live among the stars.


From there, shy lived a secluded and secretive life. Staying by herself indoors, spending her hours painting, sketching, rendering, crafting, producing, and attempting to sell her artwork to live off. She was too shy to leave her house and lived solely within its walls, ordering food and art supplies to be delivered straight to her house. She lived in a fairly large singular house in a rural DA town, based on an out world planet. The whole place was rather beautiful and idyllic. Her artwork was widely regarded as being rather brilliant, as was her music, she earned an excellent living off them, if only she had anything to spend the money on, other than more art supplies. She cared not for fancy gadgets or anything similar, she just wanted to create. Her morning was dedicated to getting herself ready for the day ahead with food and gathering the correct stuff, the afternoon and evening was spent entirely on her art, early night time was for her music, late night time was for food and everything in-between was for sleeping. That was her life. She didn’t have a partner, she didn’t have any family and she didn’t really have any friends either. A shy czarite really is completely shy.



This cycle continued for a few years until a certain somebody turned up at her door. The evening was no different to any other, apart from the knocking on her door rather late at night, it wasn’t so much knocking as it was banging. Frantic banging. She were screaming and calling for help, Fairyen was so caught up in her artwork, she hadn’t noticed anything outside her windows. The burning buildings, the screaming, the Rewritten. They were terrified people trying to find somewhere to hide from the oncoming horde of freshly corrupted slaves and nodes and were hoping to take shelter in Fairyen’s house… The banging itself was enough to scare Fairyen, she hid in her bedroom and peaked between the curtains to see the group of people at her front door, she watched with fear as they continued to yell for help and bang on the windows. She wasn’t sure if they wanted help, or were trying to help her… perhaps they didn’t want to take shelter, maybe they wanted to get Fairyen out. As the ever growing horde spotted them and closed in, 2 of the group were caught and the others escaped into no where. Fairyen was paralysed with fear as she saw everything for the first time, for a shy introvert to see hundreds of people swarming outside their home… you can understand her feelings. But this wasn’t what truly got her. The hoard was pre-occupied with the escaping group, although a few banged on the windows, they mainly left, leaving Fairyen to believe that perhaps she could hide…



But this wasn’t to be. Fairyen caught sight of corrupted Czarite for the first time, Leech. She was emerging from a building, listening to all the info coming directly from the slaves brains into her own for where to head next. But theres something corrupted Czarites have, a psyonic sense that allows them to detect when someone is staring directly at them and not just to detect them, but know exactly where they are. As Fairyen hid under her bed, peaking between the crack in the curtains, she spotted Leech and gave her a good look over, but to her absolute horror, as she stared at a giant form of Leech, Leech turned around and pointed directly at Fairyen with a single extended finger. The horde of slaves nearby suddenly stopped and all turned their attention to the singular building. A panic stricken Fairyen desperately grabbed her most precious necklace and hid in the attic space as the horde ripped her doors open, smashed the windows through and tore the insides apart in an attempt to find her as Leech made her way over.


She curled up in the corner of the attic space and clutched the necklace tightly, rocking back and forth a little and tearing up as she knew it would only be a matter of time before they found her. A few minutes later, a swarm of crazed slaves clambered up the attic and surrounded her, sending the poor girl into hysterics, but they didn’t touch her… soon the screaming and roaring of the slave crowd died down to a silence as the giant form of Leech thumped up the stairs loudly, towering above everyone. With that evil grin of hers plastered victoriously over her smooth face, she ripped the necklace out of Fairyen’s hand and laughed as the poor girl shook and trembled with fear. The horde then pinned her down and allowed Leech easy access to do as she pleased. Fairyen-Mairee died in sheer and complete terror of everything around her in one of the most horrific ways possible to her. Plasia emerged from that building, a shell of who she used to be. Leechs numbing corruptants changing her body and breaking her mind down into a damaged and near ruined state. Yet elements of Fairyen still remain in Plasia.


Around Leech, Plasia’s mind reverts into an insane form, a combination of the horror she experienced before corruption and the damage the process inflicted on her leaves her in a permanently alarmed state, shes hyper and unpredictable. The only things than seems to calm her for any length of time are sex and Moltezz’s aura, the latter of which brings her into a controllable and passive state, the former just temporally slows her down.


When Leech leaves her for a few days, her mind can recover and allows who Plasia now actually is to finally come out. Elements of her past creativity are certainly present but her shyness is gone. Replaced by a fighting spirit and determination. Plasia can remember elements of herself but cannot recall any actual memories, perhaps seeing her old necklace, artwork or hearing her old music would bring these memories back… Her confidence is inspired by her sense of desperate need. She always seems to be a little on edge and uneasy. Shes quite easily shaken but doesn’t back away from a fight anymore. Plasia’s plans never seem to quite work out and she always seems to be on her last resort… despite this, she is not a fool and truly is creative and intelligent. Her corruption has increased her sex drive from being practically nothing to being… well… a corrupted Czarite. Yet she yearns for a single partner to be with, rather than a bunch of slaves to utilise. Unfortunately, her bodies needs are often a little stronger than her will power. Although her new confidence is a powerful tool for her, she is still an introvert and prefers to be with a single person or a small group, rather than amongst a large crowd. She dislikes small talk and can seem distance and cold to people who attempt it, but get her talking about the things she feels passionate about and you’ll see what shes truly like. She’s cuddly, warm, soft and snugly to those who she really likes, showing her affection physically like other Czarites, considering her figure now, its often rather blissful to be a part of. Her gracious curves and full figure boast a lovely shape, although if you ask her, she very much misses her much smaller boobs, the newer, bigger ones kinda get in her way all the time and make her life more difficult that it used to be. (Unfortunately, nothing can be done about that either, Czarite boobs cannot be reduced)



In all honesty, Plasia wants to settle down with someone she loves in the middle of now-where, draw, create and make love all day and fall asleep feeling totally safe within someone’s arms. She wants to freedom to draw and craft what she pleases in a beautiful environment whilst having a lover she can both share her passion with in the bedroom and on the canvas. Shes an imaginative, caring, emotional and affectionate person, brimming with ideas and ways to make them happen. She’s also a bit of hopeless romantic too, like a lot of Czarites. It’s a real shame that the truly wonderful person she can be is overrun by the insanity that Leech causes within her.

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Done by  toughset

Czarites and all that species stuff belongs to me! Upcoming story of Plasia's escape is coming soon!