Royal introduction

The queen slowly approached John as he stood in the royal courtyard. She was tall and beautiful; standing around six feet, her flawless skin was tinted gold, pale stormy green eyes peered past her long hair that stretching down to hear breasts and was an even more radiant gold than her skin. She was clad in only a veil of transparent golden cloth draped from her shoulders and loosely bound to her waist by a thin belt of shiny gold shells. Instead of a crown she wore a delicate wire choker made of gold and adorned with rubies, the brightest red John had ever seen. She was graceful and striking, transfixing John with her angelic presence as she approached.

"I am Nueto Erell, Queen of Mammo and Prefect of the golden temple of Izoyan." She stated firmly but with a warmth that put John slightly at ease. "I have brought you here because my former consort has passed on. He had served my predecessor well for years but was regretably short lived for an Ondarian." Her face slightly showing concern when mentioning the former consort. "He was never much use to me but a loyal consort none the less." Her eyes fix on John again as she gives him a comforting smile. "You will be as loyal to me. Come, I will show you around myself. I want you to feel comfortable in my home. It will be yours as well after all." With that, she takes John's arm in hers and begins leading him to the central pyramid. "Eppe, Delsal." She motioned two serving girl to follow. They each had the same golden skin sand hair as their queen despite not being quite as flawless or beautiful and their hair was cut much shorter, to just above their shoulders. They were dressed in short white skirts with golden belts and small white tops that barely covered their firm breasts, their golden bellies exposed. "These are my personal attendants; Eppe and Delsal. They assist me with anything I may need, from the mundane to even complex matters as they have a wide variety of skills."

As you approach the pyramid, you see the massive doors begin to swing open. Female soldiers adorned in golden armor stand at attention proudly as their queen approaches. "This is the temple of Izoyan, goddess of life. Many people come from all over the galaxy to pray for her blessing. Many wishing for a male hair others simply for the chance to get pregnant. How much do you know of our dimension?" The queen asked with comforting smile as she placed a hand on John's.

"Not much really. Hex only explained that their was a distinct lack of men." John admitted as they entered the temple to a grand central chamber. In the center was a large marble statue detailed in gold depicting their goddess. She stood in the middle of a large fountain, her legs together and her arms stretched out bending at the elbow upward with palms flat and facing up. Water poured from her hands down into the pool below. The statue was draped in a golden veil like the one worm by the queen, only larger.

More female guards stationed this chamber as well. Their golden armor shimmering in the torch light. Three large hallways split from the chamber, one on each wall. "Ah Hex. I hope she wasn't too rough with you. Her kind are often deplorable but sometimes needed. Yes, our dimension has a staggering shortage of men. Sperm has become so rare, most reproduction is done through cloning. What few men there are usually harvested of their sperm to keep the cloning process from breaking down. Others are often rented out for use of their meat, abused and eventually discarded. You are lucky to have been brought here, I will show you the care a man deserves and provide for all your needs. Nor will i discard you when you are aged past your prime. I will show you to your chambers but then I must prepare for tonight. I am hosting a dinner for an old friend. Their will be feasting, drinks, and entertainment, I am sure you will enjoy it." She led John down the hallway to their left, Eppe and Delsal still following close behind.