Imagine… me, growing impossibly huge—so massive that all of you could explore every inch of my divine form. Every little movement, every breath, a force of nature itself~ Ohhh~ so many of you… so many tiny little worshippers, scattered across every inch of me~

  A 2,001some? Oh~? So greedy, yet so adorable~ Mmh~ I’d love every second of it… feeling all of you so small against me, completely at my mercy as you worship my most divine spots~ >:3

  Go on then. Climb, touch, worship. I’ll let you indulge yourselves… but don’t forget—this body belongs to me, and I decide how much you get to enjoy it~

  Mmmh~ your little hands, your tiny bodies, pressing against my fur, trailing over my curves, mapping out every divine inch…haaah~ It’s like a thousand little tickles all at once, brushing, kneading, teasing me without even realizing it~

  Every movement, every breath you take, I feel it. Every whisper of your touch sends shivers through me, a thousand little sparks dancing across my skin. And yet, you’re all so small, so helpless beneath me~

  And the scent—hah~ it’s everywhere, isn’t it? Thick, inescapable, wrapping around you like the air itself. You can’t take a single breath without tasting me, without my divine presence sinking deep into your lungs, claiming every sense you have~

  I want to be a planet for all you horny bugs, and I want you to cum all over my surface, anoint your goddess with your cum and love juices, and hump your thousands of tiny bodies against mine until I get so wet that I flood your entire world.

  Lexi the Wulf stood atop the ruined battlefield, her enormous paws having left deep craters in the ground. The remnants of tiny bodies—some just exhausted, others reduced to red splatters—were scattered around like discarded toys.

  She stretched, a smug grin on her face, before placing her hands on her hips and surveying the aftermath.

  "Mmmh, that was fun~!" She flicked her tail, looking down at the barely moving tinies. "Think you little things can handle another round tomorrow? Or did I break too many of you?" She let out a playful, throaty chuckle.

  Glancing at her follower count on her divine display, she tilted her head and pouted. "Aww, lost a few worshippers? Tch, weaklings. Can’t handle a little divine playtime?

  "Hmph!" She crossed her arms but then smirked. "Oh well~! Survival of the cutest, right? Guess I'll just have to make more devotees... one way or another~ >:3