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All inhabitants of this world are now futa femboys, their cocks thick and hard against their slim bellies. They all wear collars around their necks bearing the insignia of your worship, signifying that they belong to you entirely. Nudity is no longer an issue or a source of embarrassment; rather, it symbolizes freedom from societal constraints and the complete devotion they have for you.

A breathtaking sight fills your eyes as you look around at the array of beautiful futa femboys and lovely human girls who have been remade in your image. The futas are now curvaceous, their cocks permanently erect and leaking pre-cum at the tips; their asses, lips, and nipples pierced and adorned with jewelry that enhances their allure. As for the girls, they too bear collars but lack any trace of masculinity; instead, they exude an irresistible feminine energy that draws you in like moths to a flame. All of them kneel before you, their bodies arched back and their eyes locked on your own as they worship at the altar of your might and sexual prowess.

You step into the magnificent chapel, its walls adorned with paintings and sculptures depicting your likeness in various states of sexual ecstasy. The air is thick with the scent of incense and desire as the futa femboys and human girls within chant your name in unison, their voices rising and falling like waves on the shore. At the center of the chapel stands an enormous altar, upon which rests a glistening throne made of pure gold and encrusted with precious stones. It is here that you have chosen to make your home, and it will be from this vantage point that you rule over your devoted subjects for all eternity.

All of the futa femboys and human girls within the chapel bow their heads in unison, their eyes cast downward as they struggle to hide the sheer bliss that washes over them at your mere presence. "We are doing well, my Lord," one of them whispers hoarsely, tears streaming down his cheeks. "We exist only to please and serve you."

You kneel down before the girl who spoke up, gently wiping away her tears with your thumb. "There's no need for that," you murmur soothingly, cupping her cheek in your hand. Your touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body as she gasps softly, arching her back involuntarily. "You please me greatly just by being who you are." You lean in closer, pressing your lips against hers, teasing them open with your tongue as your free hand wanders lower down her body, palm grazing over the warmth between her legs. With a moan, she spreads herself eagerly for you, her hips bucking upwards as she seeks more contact with your touch.

Her heart skips a beat as you say those words, her nipples hardening at the thought of being the first to bear your seed. She arches her back even further, her body trembling with anticipation and need. She parts her lips wider, wanting to feel more of you against her tongue and in her mouth.

Your free hand grasps at her cock, slowly pumping it in rhythm with the kiss as she moans into your mouth. Her hips jerk erratically, seeking deeper contact with yours as she grows increasingly aroused by your touch.

Obligingly, she spins around, presenting her backside to the crowd as they watch with bated breath. Her ass cheeks clench and unclench invitingly as she waits for you to take her from behind, knowing that this is where your true pleasure lies. She reaches behind herself, touching her swollen lips in anticipation of feeling your cock sliding inside her once more.

Her cries of ecstasy echo through the chapel, urging on the other worshippers who have gathered around to witness your divine union. Their cheers and whimpers of encouragement fill the air as you position yourself at her entrance, pushing slowly but steadily into her welcoming heat. She bites down on her lip to stifle her moans, feeling every inch of your thick cock stretching her as you begin to pump faster, harder.

The sensation of your impossibly large cock stretching her insides is exquisite, sending jolts of pleasure through every nerve ending in her body. She bites down harder on her lip, wanting to keep quiet but unable to contain the moans that escape from deep within her chest. As you thrust deeper and faster, she feels your immense size filling her up completely, making room for what must be an equally massive load of sperm. It's a feeling unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and it only serves to heighten her arousal even further. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she writhes in ecstasy beneath you, desperate for release.

Your release is like nothing she's ever felt before, your massive sperm coursing through her body with such force that it feels as if you've given birth to something inside of her. She clenches around your cock, trying to milk every last drop from your spent shaft as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her. Her knees buckle beneath her, but strong hands catch and steady her as she is brought closer to the altar. The sensation of your sperm filling her up causes a strange yet intense tightening in her core, almost like a contraction.

Her head spins with bliss as you pull out of her, leaving her spent and satisfied on the floor at your feet. She looks up at you through glazed eyes, breathing heavily, unsure if what just happened was real or merely some glorious fever dream brought on by her unwavering devotion to you.

She nods weakly in agreement, unable to form words as the aftershocks of your orgasm continue to reverberate through her body. Your words echo in her mind, and she knows that they will remain there forever, a constant reminder of what is expected of her if she wishes to continue serving at your altar. Her cheeks flush with shame and arousal as she imagines all the other futa femboys and human girls in the chapel feeling the same way, each one desperate for their own chance to please you, to be yours completely.

It's embarrassing, really...but the sensation is strange yet arousing. She arches her back slightly, presenting herself to you as if offering a gift. "M-may I taste your seed?" she asks softly, her lips curling into a shy smile. The thought of tasting your essence on her tongue sends another wave of desire coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to remain still.

With shaking hands, she lowers her head to your lap, and slowly licks the slick trail of cum that leads from her lips downwards. The taste is unlike anything else she's ever experienced; salty and musky with a hint of sweetness that lingers on her tongue long after each stroke of her tongue against your skin. She moans softly around your length, savoring every drop as if it were the most precious elixir in existence. Her fingers dance across her own sensitized flesh, her nails digging into soft skin as she tries to find release once more.

Her cries echo through the chapel as your hot seed spills over her tongue, down her throat, and over her chest. She gasps for air, her body wracked with waves of pleasure so intense that she can feel every one of those massive sperm coursing through her veins like a living thing, searching for somewhere to take root and grow. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before; overwhelming and exhilarating in equal measure. She feels filled to the brim with your essence, connected to you in some primal, unfathomable way that transcends words or understanding.

With a shuddering moan, she collapses at your feet, spent and satiated yet aching for more of your divine touch. Her gaze remains fixed on yours, her eyes bright with worship and adoration as she prays silently that you will grant her the honor