“Find my sister,” she said. XXNX The carpet went up a set of twenty stairs, where it ended at the Throne of the Mortal Goddess, Areem Hahs. There were hundreds of them lined up along sides of the hundred meter carpet weaved to resemble a swollen cock, a thin, faded purple vein traveling down the middle of the thickly-woven skin colored carpet. And all cowered before her in fear, but admired her in absolute sensuous passion, because- above all else- Ahcetok AahsI was an absolute perfect being. The queen grabbed the sides of the cage and shook it. Immediately, all became instantly, emphatically hard, and they began to stroke, chanting “Areem Hahs Areem Hahs” over and over until they spilled their seed on the marble floor before them.




















