Amante Maritriza Vitima

Age: 482 (appears to be in her late teens or early twenties)
Gender: Female
Species: appears human. (actually a magical construct composed of 99 different individuals merged together from species including: aasimar, amazon, andorian, angel, asari, chiss, drow, dryad, elf, erinyes, ex nihili, fae, falleen, human, korrigan, kymellian, mermaid, nagaraj, naiad, neko, nixie, nymph, orion, pixie, red martian, sakaraan, satyress, siren, succubus, sylph, tamaranian, tau, tiefling, togruta, twi'lek, vampire, werewolf, yokai, zabrak, and zeltron, among others)

Origin: Amante does not know the name of the place where she was created, and refers to it only as "home."

Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 115 lbs.
Eye Colour: blue (defaults to blue, but varies, see Shape Shifting under abilities/powers)
Hair Colour: brown (defaults to brown, but varies, see Shape Shifting under abilities/powers)

Physical Description: Amante appears as a lithe yet voluptuous young woman, with a tiny waist, curvy hips, perfectly shaped breasts, and long toned arms and legs. She is classically beautiful, but upon seeing her for the first time, your vision blurs and when she comes back into focus she seems even more attractive than you initially thought.

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual (Amante is attracted to anyone or anything that is attracted to her)
Turn-ons: (see Reciprocal Arousal under abilities/powers)
Breast Size: C cup (defaults to C cup, but varies, see Shape Shifting under abilities/powers)
Sensitivity: Exceptionally high everywhere to even the slightest touch (she was created to be a sex doll, and so her sensitivity and ability to be aroused are tweaked to the highest degree, making her easily and almost instantly susceptible to any attempts to arouse her. See also Reciprocal Arousal under abilities/powers)

Abilities/Powers
Shape Shifting: Amante can change her appearance to use a portion of or the entire appearance of any of the ninety-nine original individuals from which she was created. She can change her facial features, height, and body shape as well. These changes are often subtle and nearly imperceptible, a slight increase in the fullness of her lips, her eyes appearing more almond-shaped, her hair appearing longer or shorter. She has no conscious control over her shape-shifting. Her appearance only changes when it would make her more attractive to the person she is with.

Attractive Appearance: Amante is designed to appear to each person in a form to which they are most attracted.

Reciprocal Arousal: If someone near her is aroused, she becomes aroused as well. If she is the cause of this arousal, she responds to it in kind. Her own excitement increases with that of her partner, though hers will likely continue even if the partner loses theirs.

Impervious to Permanent Damage and Death: Amante cannot be permanently marked or maimed, or even killed. Over the past several hundred years she has been tortured, lacerated, stabbed, shot, boiled alive, impaled, drawn and quartered, skinned, beheaded, burned alive in a lava flow, dissolved in acid, had all of her internal organs removed, had her skin flayed from her body, and been disintegrated. Several hours later she awakes near where she was apparently slain as good as new without a mark on her. Tattoos and scars are similarly impermanent for her. When she is tattooed, it disappears within several hours. Scars fade over a period of several hours. 

Restrictions: Amante cannot deny a request provided it will enhance the pleasure of another. There are some exceptions, most notably that she will not cause physical harm to come to any living thing. She seems to forget sexual encounters, and always acts innocent as if she had no idea of her own past.

Skills: Amante has skills as a lover rivaled by only the most experienced and expensive courtesans and concubines.

History: There was once an ancient mage, whose power was equaled only by his capacity for evil. His shadow fell across the land like a plague, and under his dominance, life was suffering. Freedom and virtue were replaced with enslavement and immorality, and the only justice was the enforcement of his whim as law. His power grew with his influence, and soon he ruled over all. But ruling was not enough. The hunger for power drove him to summon and control beings from other worlds and dimensions: demons, angels, alien creatures from other worlds as well as those from the hidden depths of his own. His slaves and servants were as many and varied as the stars in the sky, and he used them for his own, perverse pleasure. He made the men battle each other in violent and bloody games that left few living, and forced the women to please him in more and more depraved ways.

When the fighting men bored him, he used his magic to merge fifty of the most powerful and skilled combatants into a single, ultimate warrior bound to his will. He named this creature Guerreiro. It could tap into the power of fifty different warriors in an instant, the skills of the best swordsmen, the dexterity of the most nimble acrobats, the strength of the most powerful monsters, the merciless nature of demons, the natural weaponry of dozens of creatures from as many worlds. He pitted his newest slaves against the creature and watched them die horrible deaths. His creation pleased him. Little did he know that Guerreiro would be the key to his downfall.

After his success in the death matches, he turned his magic to his concubines. Over the centuries he had taken women from every race, from every world, as wide and varied in their looks and ability to please him as were the men he made fight. He merged them as well, ninety-nine women of various appearances, races, and capabilities, into one, perfect concubine. He named her Amante. The individual identities that made up her being were removed; her personal dreams and desires were subverted. Now, she found pleasure in pleasing others, felt valued when being used, and found herself unable to deny any request if it pleased another. She became aroused when someone else was attracted to her; the more aroused a potential partner became, the more aroused she became.

Of course, the mage enjoyed corrupting innocence, so he imprinted Amante to remain perpetually innocent. Her memory of even the most depraved sexual acts, while technically accurate, never seemed to jade her. She remained hopeful and almost naive, and always seemed surprised when things became physical. But she also knew how to please a man, being imprinted with the skills of a dozen of the most experienced courtesans, concubines, and seductresses. Once he seduced her, once she became aroused enough to beg him to take her, her innocence was lost and she became an equal in his depraved games. This was her daily existence. She woke each morning a young, innocent woman uncertain of her surroundings. She was surprised by the attention of her paramour, shocked when he made suggestions or simply took what he wanted from her and tried to fight him off or escape, but as soon as she reached the height of arousal, she became a wild, unabashed siren.

She was wandering the grounds late one night when she found Guerreiro. She approached his cage and felt pity for the creature. Guerreiro was attracted to her, and she reciprocated, as she was designed to do. She freed him and they found comfort in each others arms.  Over the next few weeks she found herself drawn to Guerreiro, and visited him nightly. Although she was incapable of feeling love, their physical bond somehow grew stronger until the night that she arrived battered and bloody from a particularly rough session with the mage.

Guerreiro flew into a rage, and when she freed him from his cage, he made his way to the mages chambers.  He burst in and attacked the mage, squeezing his head in his massive hands. The mage awoke at Geurreiro's touch and cast a spell, opening a portal into which he hoped to toss his creation, but Guerreiro pulled the mage through with him as he crushed his head into a pulp. They both disappeared, never to be seen again. Amante was heartbroken for the rest of the evening, but then the magic of her creation wiped away the emotional impact. She awoke the next morning feeling a slight sense of loss, and wandered out of the castle, and into a new life.

Since then, she has traveled from land to land, always at the mercy of the need to please that is the curse of her existence.