Blessing of the Omnissiah (Patreon)

Greetings, meatbag, and welcome to the temple of the Omnissiah. Might I entreat you for assistance with an experiment?

You see, I was curious how weak the flesh truly is, especially the mind. So soft and feeble without any mechanical supplements. Why, I bet I could dominate your measly intelligence with just my breasts.

Oh? Really? You like it when I bounce these sacks of meat? How amusing. Look at you. Your face is already going slack! Your poor meat brain already starting to give in. Starting to obsess over my big tits.

Are you already hypnotized? Poor thing. So easy to dominate. To control. Your puny meat brains can’t resist a pair of big... bouncy... tits.

But don’t worry. I’ll make you much stronger. You’ll need to be to keep up.

For the flesh is weak.

But it is very fun...