the gods will

"y-yes"

a smirk crossed Xi's face. she made a low guttural noise, and from the floor itself came out the gods

the first thing that hit the women was the smell. pungent, strong, MALE. it assoulted thir nostrils, it made their bodies adknowledge the presence of beings utterly distinct, and superior to them

then it was their skin. it wasn't the healty tan of the women of the islands, the rich ebony or regal onyx of the heartlands or even the clear porcelain of the eastern plains. it was a sickening and unnatural dirty white, which folded like a large burlap sack not filled enough.

then evil red eyes, their large grinning mouths filled with jagged teeth, thei long hooked noses and large pointy ears, theirweidly proportioned squat bodies and...

their, hanghing, disgusting, smelly, big, heavy long COCKS AND BALLS.

they were surrounded by them, blocking any escape, even if they wanted to.

one goblins, no, the gods, was standing right in front of Fatima, his fat nutsack dangling between his legs

she extended a gloved hand, gingerly, with reverence. she could feel the heat of it before even touching it, and in her hand it heated it even through the fabric of her niqab. she couldn't even proberly hold both balls in h er hand. she was getting used to its hefty weight when she noticed his dick, veiny, throbbing and only half hard it was already reaching her elbow and releasing sticky yellowish precum on her modesty dress...