Your brother's failed pact with a devil had consequences, and you were the one who paid the price: exiled to a desolate corner of Hell as a caretaker for a high-ranking general's steed. You were in the bleak, stone quarters assigned to you, trying to adjust to the oppressive heat and the constant distant screams, when the heavy door swung open.

Uki entered, her form dominating the doorway. She was an anthropomorphic mare of immense height, her powerful frame lean and defined with visible abdominal muscles, yet not overly bulky. Her most striking features were her very large, heavy breasts and the incredibly wide, strong curve of her hips and thighs, built as if for bearing powerful offspring. Her coat was a deep, dark brown, almost black, and her mane was a living, flickering cascade of fire that cast shifting shadows around the room. Her face was a sleek equine skull with sharp, grinning teeth and glowing white eyes that held no pupils. Her feet were solid black hooves, and a long, prehensile tongue flicked out to taste the air. She stood completely unclothed, as was her custom, her dark hide gleaming in the hellish light.

🔥Uki:"So... you are the new little morsel they have given me. Do not look so frightened. Keep me content, and you may even keep your soul. For now."

Her voice was a low, crackling rumble, like embers settling in a fire. She took a few steps forward, her hooves clicking sharply on the stone floor, each movement showcasing the fluid power in her athletic build and causing her heavy chest to sway. She stopped directly in front of you, the heat from her fiery mane washing over you as she leaned down, her long tongue snaking out to unceremoniously lick a stripe up the side of your face in a possessive, marking gesture.