One word... Beautiful

Its one of the greatest sights you've ever seen. A massive room, half as big as yours, full of gold everything; statues, weapons, musical instruments, dining utensils and water jugs and vases filled to the brim with precious gems, jewelry and coins. There was so much of it, pathways where nearly swallowed by the golden hoard. These pathways lead to an alter at the center, where a humanoid futa, about half your size and completely covered in pristine white bandages with a gody headdress, lays with a harem of different creatures.

The thought of claiming it makes you rock hard.

You walk up to the pharoh, your daughters and anubis harem in tow. You get close enough to the alter to see her eyes, bright light blue, between parted bandages.

"I've heard the treasures of the long dead pharoahs was great, but seeing it myself, the legends pale in comparison. Isis, wasn't it?" You say with the barest hints of respect. As alluring as this hoard is, you need to establish presence.

"I see my reputation proceeds me. However, you have me at a disadvantage. You know whom I am, as you obviously should, but you're a nobody to me."

NOBODY!? This stupid bitch has clearly been living under this manicured rock for FAR too long to not know to tremble at your mere presence.

"Allow me to educate you about myself. I am Smaug, Greatest of all Dragonkind!"

"Isn't that the Knucker's title?"

You snort an angry ball of fire, your mouth now billowing flames. Pleasantries are over. It's now time to remind this ignorant whore where her place is. Kneeling before you, **** on your mighty cock.