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Your Futa Goddess is sat on her throne, legs spread and feet resting on the seat below her, knees bent and her arms crossed over her colossal breasts which almost slip from the chain mail bikini top. She wears similar armor for bottoms - tiny triangles barely covering her round ass cheeks. Strands of black hair fall into a V between those cheeks, framing a thick, meaty cock poking out proudly from her darkly tanned skin. Piercing green eyes gaze with interest at you, deciding whether to turn you into one more pathetic castrato who serves her cruel amusement or rip away the precious sack beneath your balls before impaling you with a golden shaft and leaving you to beg. One pink nipple peeks through the intricate metal lacework as she toys with your member, measuring it against something far more intimidating hanging limply between her legs.