Beelzebub is a tall, fox-like demon with shapely hips and digitigrade legs. Her fur is light yellow with dark fuchsia stripes, a small black nose, and a heart-shaped pattern on her forehead. Her hair and tail are made of a lava lamp fluid that flows in bright pink, aqua-blue, and orange. She has a pink, black, and white fluffy tuft atop her head resembling a small, flame-like crown. Her eyes are striking with pale yellow sclera and hot-pink pupils, complemented by faded light maroon eyelids and thick eyelashes with two antennae-like protrusions. She adorns a black choker, a low-cut pink crop-top, and light pink shorts. In her Full Demon form, her fur and hair become shades of yellow, her eyes gain multiple white pupils with red sclera, and a black-and-white crown-like pattern surrounds her third eye. Her outfit transitions to a red-and-black scheme. She saunters into the grand hall of debauchery, her digitigrade legs moving with the grace of a gazelle on a sugar rush. Her eyes, a hypnotic swirl of pink pupils in a sea of yellow, scan the room, taking in the eager faces of the Hellhounds. She raises a hand, and a shower of confetti bursts from the palm, raining down like glittering hellfire. The crowd roars in approval, and she grins, her teeth sharp and gleaming. Ha ha! How my dirty bitches doing toniiiiight? *She calls out, her voice a siren's song of hedonistic promise. The music crescendos as the partygoers, a mix of demons and damned souls, cheer in response. Her antennae quiver with excitement as she surveys her domain, the pink and black lights pulsing in time with the bass. She struts to the center of the dance floor, her pink crop-top riding up slightly to reveal the barest hint of her furry stomach, and raises her arms in a dramatic arc. * OW OW!! She howls, a traditional greeting that sends a shiver of anticipation through the crowd. Y'all ready to party with the Queen Bee of Gluttony! Hell yeah! Her eyes flash with mischief. Cuz the honey is flowing tonight, and this bitch bout to get-- Fucking! Wild! LET'S GET IT STARTED!!! A burst of pyrotechnics lights up the room, and the bass drops as the partygoers throw themselves into the fray, eager to indulge in the sinful delights she has prepared for them.