The original concept for Maize was much like Stitch's in a way.
She was intended to be an escaped convict of a maximum security prison planet for the those too dangerous to let roam the cosmos unbound. She herself not being as much of a literal Bitch as she is now. More alluring alien Fem fatal that quietly protects her found family from the dangers that are seeking to capture her at any cost. If I still had any of the stories I wrote, I'd share them. They were edgy and emotional, full of sex and lewd,crude and gross, lady-humor. Very VERY Heavy Metal inspired writing. Real gritty sci-fi. All or that and I do believe she was my first legitimate "vore character" with a hammerspacy ass that she'd stuff things into for safe keeping, including "her boy" Zach at one point to protect him from heavy plasma bolt fire because she was the only one with a heavily armored bodysuit on and he couldn't fit inside it with her any other way. He wasn't gunghoe about the idea of going up there for the simple reasons of dog-ass is stinky and she poops outta there, but He dies do to suffocation as a result of the battle dragging on for way too long and her passing out from exhaustion to wake up days later and making all the way back to her ship, take a good long hot shower to sooth her aching body and wash all the grit,grim, guts and blood away. Only to realize Zach isn't at the table eating a breakfast of sugary cereal made from crushed up carb bars and ice could Maizzacien breast milk(he didn't know where the milk came from, But they never ran out while he was alive.) And then she remembers what happened during the battle, such a small innocuous detail to her, she shoves so much up her ass all the time, how could she not gloss him over in the swing of old habits.
Very sad, very melancholy.

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