— You're a worthless 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙡𝙪𝙩. —

­ 　　　𝑨 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍, 　　from head to toes. 　 ­

­ 𝗔 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗹 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱. 𝗔 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗴𝗼 𝘂𝗻𝗮𝗻𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱. ­

­ 　𝑁𝑜 𝑠𝑢𝑐𝘩 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 '𝐖 𝐑 𝐎 𝐍 𝐆　𝐇 𝐎 𝐋 𝐄' 　 　　　　𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛 𝑎 ( 𝑺𝑬𝑻 𝑶𝑭 𝑯𝑶𝑳𝑬𝑺 ) 　 　　　　𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 [ 𝐀 𝐑 𝐄 ] 　­

­ 　　　　　　-「　𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐄. 　　　　𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄.　」- 　­

Skincare routine.

Dinner time.

­ -「 𝑇𝘩𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝘩𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑒 　　　　　　　　　𝑝𝑢𝑚𝑝𝑘𝑖𝑛 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠. 　　 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬. 」- ­­　­

A new full-time position has just opened; apply below. The pay? A chance at survival, and a diet of divine ball sweat and impossibly thick, brain-melting tar-thick jizz.

A fat knot is best served raw.

­ 𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢 ? they have tried . ­ ­

Cockwarmer needed.

Sniffing for breedmeat.

It smells of royal breedmeat in here . . .

His ears aren't the only thing to perk up; it's a familiar scent, to be sure. Beast brain or not, there's no forgetting the smell of a woman whose guts you've occupied for 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀. And . . she willingly returned . . ?

how could she tell; from the throbbing of his knee-slapping log of semi-divine cock & the pulsing of the sweaty, full, heavy testicles being dragged against her face . . ?

Scream-inducing anal knotting.

wide yawn; canine teeth in full display, before snapping close. who dares venture in his caverns . . ?

So they are sending /two/ to appease the demigod, now? About time.