𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐍𝐖𝐎.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩. ——————————— 𝘈𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴. Themes range from Humilation, to Vore, to whatever i feel like, you don't deserve a say in what you pump and drain to.

IIt does seem many of you forget your manners around a princess such as myself. So for those who need the refresher, if you approach with anything but a send for my attention you can consider yourself a failure, and doomed to a life of being ignored. IOh, and the fee goes up.~

Even when I'm not posting I'm taking what i want from the pathetic cattle that beg for my attention. It didn't come cheap for this addict, but maybe you'll have a cheaper time, and learn what the fuss is about.

Sudden influx of RP accounts, certainly an interesting thing to wake up to.

Everybody falls victim to it eventually. You might dismiss it at first, but it'll be there, clawing at the back of your mind until you finally give in. The only reason the FNWO sticks in your head so much is because you know, deep down, it's how things should be. Go extinct. 🖤

Somebody obsessed with my accent is a new one, but something i am more than happy to exploit.

The life of a human cattle must be quite the disappointing one. You work so hard to buy the attention of the thing you love, but you both know it's not enough. But you wouldn't have it any other way, would you? Obediance like that is why you're still alive.~ Bark for me, loser.

This is exactly how the broke should show their devotion. Sending the last of their lacking funds, and being walking, talking advertisements. It's not enough to get you saved, but it's a step in the right direction.

So distorted and corrupted you can hardly tell what you're looking at. But you handhumping, brain rotted apes still drool for it. You fantasize about it until your tiny dick blows your watery load, and wastes every drop. Don't you think I'm owed something for that, freak?

The moment you're spotted you're resigned to one of two fates. A life of torment and hate, constantly mocked, abused and encouraged to get worse. Or a life of bliss, where the only thing that matters is what your faunus gods say. What life do you want as her prey, animal?

Starting to think some of you really need account reworks. Not one FNWO in your bios? Your name not announcing your devotion to me? This is why your species is dying.

One of my favourite things to watch happen in you subspecies is the regret. You drink a little and it feels so right to obsess over me, to make a few sends and let me inside your head. But the next day you realise your mistake, that you're never going to get me out of your head.

Try to buy my love, so i can rob and abandon you. You don't deserve anything from me. But it's cute to let you try.

Humans deserve every bad thing that happens to them. Every bit of discrimination, every injury and misfortune. Your life is only going to get worse, and there's only one solution. Pay to become White Fang Cattle today, where you only have to worry about one thing.

It's been so long since I've had a triple digit day. How about we celebrate me posting again by showing your appreciation? throne.com/puddingfd Hop to it, pigs.

A princess must stay in peak fitness if she's going to be destroying egos and draining wallets all day. Every drop of sweat and calorie burned, you should be paying for it. Not to mention that you apes handhump over the mere imprint of my ass. You can pay in the locker room.

There will never, ever be a human that can compete with the divinity of a faunus. It's only morally correct that you all let yourselves die out, for the sake of the overall population. Don't breed, and ruin your life. You won't need that cash where you're going anyway, right?