𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕓𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕍𝕖𝕖𝕤

𝘕𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘙𝘌𝘚𝘗𝘌𝘊𝘛𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚... 𝙄 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝘽𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙆𝙁𝘼𝙎𝙏 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 📱𝕍𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖 😈

The doll bitch has been away for a bit-- Trying to find a cellphone plan that'll let her send nudes to some pretty fuckin' angels...

She knows the fuckin' feeling. Velvette's practically a display piece at those parties-- Unrelated, they need to come to a VEL party!

Bold is right! Most demons would be cowering in this position. But not only is Velvette confident- She puts her hands on the angry bird's hips! "If I'm a wannabe angel, you're a wannabe demon, love. Bit vulgar for someone so holy~"

Oh, she's the fuckin' worst when it comes to height! Like lookin' up at a skyscraper! But they're probably about equal in ass ratios--

Yeah, she's a fuckin' shortstack. She's like-- Sixty percent ass. Gotta look up at all you tall bastards. Height is overrated.

Average morning in Vee Tower. She's hell's most fashionable third wheel. Too damn early for this shit-

Pinned against the wall by a tall, angry woman... Vel was feeling a couple things. But "intimidated" wasn't one of them. She flashes her a confident little grin. "Only the finest dresses in hell AND heaven! In your case, though... I'm thinkin' somethin' closer to a suit."

Fuck's sake. Perverted ass blokes, always tryin' to mess with a naive girl. She shouldn't listen to him, or anyone else like that. Fuck 'em! ...Ladies though? A little tit worship. As a greeting. It's a... Hell thing.

Oh, Velvette's aware. The second she goes into one of her dramatic little redemption speeches-- Sway her hips. Poke her chest. Press against the tall bitch. Almost makes bookin' a room worth it.

"These pants are worth more than your entire fucking soul! Don't even think about it!" A compromising predicament, and she's more worried about her outfit than anything else--

"Winter" is a bit relative when you're surrounded by perpetual hellfire... But it's cold enough that Velvette can bust out the winter fit! Fuckin' adorable, ain't she?

"The other sluts have to be here. I WANT to. Everyone needs a hobby, yeah? And you're not exactly one to judge, lookin' like a customer..."

"That's it, poppets! Toss out every last dollar. Money well spent, makin' your idol happy, right?" You probably wouldn't expect to see Velvette here, of all places! But Val needed a hand at one of his clubs, and... She's a narcissist. She'll take any spotlight.

Let's get one thing straight: Velvette is a doll. That frequently has sex. She AIN'T a sex doll! She's classy and shit...

"Lookit that-- You finally found an outfit that suits you!" The shorter demon is absolutely sneering! Some people really shouldn't be allowed to book a room-

...She's flirting. Very subtly implying interest in this walking ray of holy sunshine. Ignore her face twitching-

"Go on-- Enjoy the view! Burn this shit into your memory! Tell everyone that you saw hell's finest ass. Cause I guarantee, no one will fuckin' believe you."

...They probably overcomplicated the whole invasion thing, huh? She's REAL easy to sway-- Uh, yeah! Why not? It'll be a real nice learning experience. And there's a LOT Velvette wants to learn...

"Any cunt is bound to be more interesting than this... Even hers." Was she caught? Yes. Will she apologize? God, no.

Constantly. Valentino may be the horny deviant, but Vel's constantly got girls on the brain. Demons. Angels. Princesses...