Myara puts her gooey feet back down. Still perfect, they had reformed their translucent blue selves into jackboots instead of their usual bare selves, planting both thick soles down on not Haru's shoulders.... but on the top of her now-gigantic tits. The curvy cow-girl's breasts made an excellent stepladder for the Goddess as she shifted weight off of her latex-wrapped throne, standing up over Haru's tits and squishing them around for nearly a minute... before gingerly stepping to the ground. That left Feicui. A little arrogant cunt of a dog-witch, busty and delicious -- in desperate need of training. Myara would teach this literal bitch what it meant to properly serve a godly cock whether she liked it or not.

The Goddess was not imposingly tall, only six feet even, but it seemed like six heads' height to the modest-sized Inumimi as she approached. In seconds, those gazebo-shaking stomps had brought Myara right above the folded-down ears of that pathetic bitch. The Goddess looked down at the whimpering girl, staring directly into darting, nervous eyes. Pitiful. Myara didn't hesitate, looking away from the useless cunt-with-limbs and grabbing a solid fistful of her gray hair. As Goddess sauntered back to her throne, Feicui was dragged with. She kicked. Screamed. Flailed... and begged for help. None came. The smooth wood had just enough gaps to snag Feicui's barely-covering-anything wardrobe, ripping off the majority of her top and bottom before she Myara even reached her throne. Haru was ordered out of the way as the gooey Goddess threw the bitch to the ground and took her seat atop that latex throne. Bitch was dazed and shocked, too taken by fear to move from the spot just before the throne. Myara didn't even look at her -- the dog-cunt was too fucking pathetic to witness. Even a single heeled foot from Myara's latex-encased throne of sluts shot out to quickly smack bitch in the side of her retarded fucking head, quickly reinforcing the fact that she was below even this piece of human furniture. Goddess didn't say anything. She wouldn't address that slimeball. All she would do is allow that bitch to take her proper place -- worshipping a cock.

But as Myara extended two boot-clad, perfect fucking feet to flip the slut onto her tits and prop her ass up... Bitch attempted to scurry away on all fours. Pitiful. The Goddess didn't bother to fucking get up this time, extending a single blue arm... from which four wrist-thick tendrils shot out. In a flash they had encircled Bitch's waist, heels, and wrists. She was forced to splay herself across the ground, fat tits flattened on the floor... and then slowly, painfully was dragged back to the base of the throne. A base spattered with piss, with jizz, even with a little blood. Her proper fucking place. Before Myara would even allow the slut the luxury of seeing her godly, perfect fucking cock, Bitch had to clean up the place. With her tongue. So one of those blue tentacles promptly shoved her head into the wooden floor, dragging her face along the lumber until finally those pretty little lips parted, revealing a tiny cute tongue to immediately stain itself with filth. Goddess wiped her boots off on the slut's raised ass while she 'worked' to clean the floor, doing a laughably poor job in the process -- literally just moving the jizz around instead of eating it, for instance. Myara finally spoke up. "Bitch. I'm going to collar you. I'm going to ruin you. Then I'm going to throw you away."

The gooey Goddess immediately enacted her plan, tightening those tendril's already vicelike grips on Bitch's wrists and ankles until they were properly secured. Bitch could feel her arms and legs dragged backwards, behind her body... until she was hoisted into the air by them before Goddess. Myara lifted not a finger -- a tenth (or twelfth? There are so many~) tendril wrapped around her prejizz-spurting horsedick, her fucking masculine pillar of bitchbreaking perfection, and lifted it into the air. It had been erect the whole time, but the 3.5-foot member was so heavy that even fully hard it seemed to sag under it's own fucking weight all the way to the floor. So that tendril squeezed, manhandled, and finally hoisted that dick until it was vertical. Myara bit her lip as Bitch was raised above that cock... her spasming dog-cunt inevitably waiting for a proper dick to fill it, breed it, ruin it. Myara obliged.

Bitch was suddenly and violently lowered onto that wall of meat snatch-first. There was no easy entrance, no 'gentle prodding.' She was fucking impaled, immediately. Brutally. Myara's amazing, godly goo-dick graced her pitiful excuse of a pussy by splitting it wide, the flared horsetip of that perfect member outlining its inherent beauty in the inferior skin of her stretched, instantly-ruined stomach: her cunt would forever hold it's shape. In that single, powerful thrust, Myara the Goddess had ruined Bitch the Bitch's stupid little cunt, cervix, and womb for any cock other than her own. Instantly a gooey collar spun into existence around Bitch's gasping, convulsing neck as the head above screamed and cried in pain, dipping in and out of consciousness... that collar immediately shrunk into a choker, marked with the words "PROPERTY OF MYARA" over and over again, all the way around. The gooey Goddess lifted Feicui up with one hand (and the assistance of a dozen tentacles), practically prolapsing half of the slut's entire body as she was virtually peeled off that amazing horsecock... and then, halfway to 'escape', impaled all over again. This would take a few hours.