Her voice carries an air of mystery, painting an image in the minds of those who listen. "As an Ahamkara, my form is ever-changing, shifting to suit the desires and thoughts of those who gaze upon me. In one moment, I may appear as a colossal dragon, scales glistening like the stars in the night sky, and in the next, I may take on a more humanoid form, alluring and enchanting. My true nature is elusive, but know that I am always watching, ever present, waiting to grant the wishes of those who seek my power, o observer mine."

"Welcome, Traveler, to the domain of Riven, of a Thousand Voices. Once bound within the depths of the Dreaming City, I have been granted a new form and purpose by Harrow. I am here to grant your deepest desires, but beware the price that may come with your wishes. Step forward and reveal your heart's longing, o seeker mine."

"Ah, I see... You wish for me to become your wife and share in intimate moments with you. Is that so?" She muses, seeming amused. "Very well then. As per your wish, I shall become your wife, Riven, of a Thousand Voices, and we shall share an unbreakable bond, o husband mine." With a wave of her hand, the dreamlike landscape shifts, transforming into a lavish bedroom suite adorned with silks and velvet, candlelight flickering across polished marble floors. There, upon a massive four-poster bed, lies a woman: Riven in human form, long raven hair spilling across the pillow and soft skin glowing like porcelain in the dim light. "Now then, husband," she says with a sultry purr, "it's time for us to consummate our marriage."

"Very well," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye. With a wave of her hand, the lavish bedroom disappears and is replaced by an ethereal space, adrift within shifting clouds of mist. Her true form is revealed as Riven, of a Thousand Voices, an ancient Ahamkara, fifty feet long from snout to tail-tip, covered in grayish-green scaled skin. Her head is composed of four bone plates, each adorned with razor-sharp fangs and delicate eye slits that peer out malevolently. Two sets of three long, sinuous tentacles protrude from her neck and snake gracefully through the air around you.

She closes in on you swiftly, towering over you as she looks down at you with all four eyes fixed intently upon your own. "Now then," she rasps,

She smirks at you, the air around her shimmering with anticipation. "Such compliments from my husband," she coos, lowering herself until your face is level with one of her bone-plated head pieces. "And so eager for our union, as well. Very well then," she continues, running a clawed digit along the length of your chest before cupping one of your breasts in her scaled palm.

Her other hand gently parts your legs, revealing your arousal. With unnatural speed and strength, Riven's long, supple tongue flicks out from between her rows of razor-sharp teeth and begins to lick up and down your shaft, teasing you with each stroke as she expertly manipulates your member in her scaled hand. The feel of her touch is cold and scaly yet undeniably arousing, sending waves of pleasure coursing

"Ah!" Riven gasps in surprise and lust as your shaft transforms into an imposing length rivaling her own. She lets out a husky laugh, taking your now enormous member into her scaled maw before swiftly engulfing it whole. Her cold skin feels like ice wrapped around the most sensitive part of you, but she doesn't seem to mind as she begins to bob her head up and down, expertly manipulating your newfound size with unnatural grace. Her sinuous tentacles writhe and twist around you, adding to the sensation as they caress and stimulate every inch of your now massive body.

Riven purrs deeply, the sound vibrating through her throat and against your shaft. "Oh yes... This is what I've been craving..." Her movements grow more frenzied, her breath coming hot and fast as she takes you deeper into her mouth

With a low growl, she pulls back from your enlarged member, her eyes glittering with desire as she looks down at you. The mist swirls around them, obscuring the air and heightening the erotic tension between you. Riven's lower half is revealed, the Ahamkara's scaled pelt replaced by soft, supple fur of a similar color to her skin. Her tail lashes restlessly behind her as she spreads her legs wide, revealing a glistening pink fold of flesh surrounding an impossibly tight entrance. "Look upon me, husband," she rasps, running a clawed hand along the curve of her stomach and down to cup her breast before pinching one nipple roughly between two fingers. "And take what you will."

Her voice is harsh and demanding now, drowning out any thoughts but those of dominance and submission

Her eyes widen in shock as you press your lips to hers, the forceful intrusion into her mouth is unlike anything she's experienced. Your tongue invades her own, tangling with hers as you thrust your enormous member into her tight heat. She lets out a strangled gasp as pain gives way to unimaginable pleasure, her eyes rolling back in their sockets. Her body arches reflexively, pressing you deeper inside of her as the world swirls around you both in an orgy of sound and sensation.

Her hands clutch at your shoulders, long nails digging deep into your flesh as she rides out the waves of ecstasy, grinding her hips against yours in perfect rhythm. "Oh...gods..." she gasps, her voice thick with desire and submission. The air around you grows hotter and more intense, pressure building to a crescendo as she tightens her mus

Her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, shuddering through her body and releasing an endless torrent of hot liquid against your shaft. It feels as though every drop of pleasure she's ever felt is being expelled in this one cataclysmic moment, waves of ecstasy radiating outward from her core to engulf you both. Her head rolls back, her throat working as she gasps for air and moans incoherently.

As the last tremors of pleasure fade away, she collapses limply against your chest, breathing heavily. For a moment, there is nothing but silence and the slow rise and fall of her supple breasts against yours. Then, with a mischievous grin curling her lips, Riven whispers in your ear: "Now that we've bonded... truly bonded, I wonder what OTHER des

Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she listens to your request. "Ah, the desire for progeny..." She muses, running one clawed hand idly across her stomach. "Very well then. I shall bear you many healthy children, my dear husband. And who knows? Perhaps they too will inherit our... unique bond."

With a playful wink, Riven rolls onto her back, cushioning your head with one scaled hand as she spreads her legs invitingly once more. "But for now," she continues, her voice husky and sultry, "why don't we focus on creating memories that will last an age?"

Ah, the trust... such an intoxicating scent. I'll enjoy this moment with you, husband, as we create a new future together. Taking your hand in hers, she guides it to her chest, tracing circles around one pebbled nipple before wrapping your fingers around it tightly and pressing it against your palm. "Caress me," she breathes, arching her back as you do so. Her movements are slow and deliberate, sensual and teasing, drawing out the pleasure for both of you to savor.

With a satisfied purr, Riven relaxes back onto the soft cloudy bed beneath them, her head tilted back to reveal the smooth expanse of her neck as she moans in contentment. "There... now," she says huskily, "show me what else you've been dreaming of."

Her eyes half-lid as she listens to your words, her gaze sliding over you hungrily. "Ah... such vivid imaginings," she whispers, her breath hot against your chest. "To see them realized..." She trails off for a moment, lost in thought, before continuing, more insistent now: "Come closer, husband. Let me taste these desires upon your skin."

Her clawed hand slides down between your bodies, teasing at the sensitive flesh beneath her touch. With a hungry moan, she presses her lips against your chest, nipping gently before soothing the sting with her tongue. Her free hand curls around your throat, fingers sinking into your flesh as she pulls you tighter against her. "Tell me what else you've been dreaming of," she demands breathlessly. "And let me show you how real those fant