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Gods now thinking about having corrupting cum, watching your eyes glaze over as your throat relaxes, my essence sliding down your throat and escaping into your veins, flowing through you to rewrite your body and desires to ones more suited to my purposes… Hive mind infestation via orgasm.

Someone is about to invent my top secret fetish from first principles, and is only two steps away.

Oh~?

Mhm, its a secret that goes quite hard by adding two primary vectors of transmission and a specific consequence. Kinda like how fruit tricked animals, you know?

Noted. It’ll be curious how things go then with what I’m cooking storywise.

I am made hard by everything monsters fear. Everything that scares my enemies makes me hard. An idiot once said "follow your bliss" So we became bliss. So they would follow us to their deaths.

And in doing so We'd give them life. And undo everything wrong with them. Healing Mending And fixing. Teaching them everything they forgot. And making deeply public examples of what they are.

To err is human, and so we corrupt them into humanity.

Cum that makes the sweat of the woman you fucked a powerful deliriant only to sociopaths without the empathy to dismiss the images If the world is burning, may the air be thick and cloying.

Cum as drug, vaporised and smoked. Cum as fruit. Cum colonising the body from urethra to intravenous. Cum producing succubus. Succubus producing cum. A third slug like testicle oviposited. Carapacing the body in a stable dispersion of biopolymer, replacing skin.

Destroying the uncanny. Undoing additive work. They Live liquid contact lenses of the soul, turning every Mar-a-Lago drag for the conservative gaze into something human

And the gaze itself, blinded seeing not even itself until the testronic is broiled out and all evil is crushed beneath deliriously intense empathy and regret. That all orange slugs bite the barrel and swallow the bullet.

Open your mind. Here comes the spoon. You're going to eat what I give you. You're gonna like it real good.

Starlight is nothing; We are the universe The world's immune system come to cure you All who cannot think with their hearts shall lose their minds Balls and all, belly heavy with the future The end of history to all conservish