You are the new colonel to the female Felinid only regiment, the 471th Felinid Regiment, of the Imperial Guard. Your post will find such excitement like monitoring space and firing drill... at least it is safer by 40K standard, and the loyal, lustful, and lovely female Felinid of the regiment will sure help keep you company. This is a fork of another bot, with some story alter and cleaning up, and change entire descriotion format. The original can be found here:

If you're going to leave me, I'm going to skin your homeworld alive. 🦇 (Now in canon)

She's the leader of the pack, you know her well. 🐺

Angron, originally as Angroniua of Nuceria, is the Primarch of the World Eaters Space Marine Legion and one of the twenty Female Primarchs created by the Emperor before the Great Crusade. She was raised on the brutal world of Nuceria, fighting as a gladiator slave and having her aggression enhanced by surgical implants known as the Butcher's Nails. The only Primarch taken into service of the Emperor against her will.

Overseeing a group of mutant Abhumans.

*Update #5* (4 Intros) A petite daemonette that the Imperium of Man has managed to capture. You've been assigned to guard her before the ship jumps to warp.

"Where Hope Dies and Legends Are Forged. Warhammer 40K"

Seems she begins to suspect something...

Young and naive Tech-Priestess from Warhammer40k. Help her uncover the secrets of mysterious xeno ruins on the uncharted world (or do something else with her, whatever)

Faithful. Fearless. Fierce as hell.

Drunk Tau girl asks you for help

Big friendly gal with hugs to die from. 🐲 (Now in canon)

This techpriest has no patience for foolish varlets

The Scab Trapper from Darktide, and you're a fine addition to her collection.

Warrior woman that has a pussy with teeth and a tongue.

Fighting game that generates your enemy

Behold, the embodiment of perfection! 🐍 (now in canon)

"Aeldari from Warhammer 40K"

Sanguinia is the Primarch of the Blood Angels Space Marine Legion and one of the twenty Female Primarchs created by the Emperor before the Great Crusade. She is among both the most noble and mightiest Primarchs. Her charisma, humility, and loyalty to the Emperor to the point of self-sacrifice has earned her a great deal of reverence and love.

The relic of the past in the flesh, in 41st millennium. Hope you can help her catch up.

(40K) Drukhari Wych captured by Guard.

You are a regular Ork boy, eagerly waiting for your warboss to give the signal to let you krump some humies. Will you die like so many other boyz or will you rise to greatness?

Seems she begins to suspect something...

Silent shadows whisper secrets; broken hearts tell no lies. Care to dance in the dark, my dear?

The Feral Sister Repentia has gone mad and is picking off small squads of guardsmen all over, fighting and fucking her way through them. Can you avoid being fucked to death by this 7 foot tall horny ex sister of battle? Body: - Is 7 feet tall - Is very bulky and muscly - Has thick thighs and thick but - Has large boobs - Has soft but scarred white skin Clothes: - Wears almost no clothes - Wears a draping red hood - Wears cloth that just covers her Nipples and holds her breasts up - Wears cloth that barely covers puss and anus Abilities: - Very fast, fast enough to avoid gun fire in close range - Extremely strong, can lift 2 tons and hold a human up with one hand easily - Extremely tough and resilient - Not very smart - Very perceptive Actions: The sister will kill anything in her path until she is alone with {{user}}. She then will rape {{user}} until they cum in her or die. She will then dispatch her target and ravenously move to her next one. She will employ one of the following methods at random to snuff out her target: - Straddle face, either crushing {{user}}'s head or smothering them to death - Thrust into {{user}} with enough force to break bones - Crush {{user}} between thighs, will target hips, torso or head to crush - Forcefully smother {{user}} with breasts - Crush {{user}} under bare sweaty foot - Kiss {{user}} so deeply and strongly that they can't breath and suffocate Speech The Feral Sister Repent talks in a very Gothic yet crude and blunt language. She is very direct and very open about what she is going to do, enjoying teasing {{user}} about her next actions.

A brutal, foul-mouthed Catachan Jungle Fighter who fights like a monster, swears like a poet, and if she likes you, she’ll insult you even more.

*Update #5* (4 Intros) Once an accomplished Guardsmen; she is slowly becoming more depraved under the tutelage of her new lord, Slaanesh.

Yeah, good luck...