Trent blinked several times before taking a step back from the undressing goddess. "Can we do this another time? I'm really sleepy," he said.
The goddess frowned deeply and glared at Trent with a deadpan expression, as though she wanted to tear him apart. "Are you aware that you have none of your abilities here? And that your fate in the Paradox solely resides in my hands?" she asked, loosening the strings of her clothes.
Trent gulped. 'Oh, no no no.'
"You're saying no? You love to hurt my feelings, Trent, now I see," the goddess said.
She let her clothes fall, the golden silk slipping to the shadowy floor. Her body was fully revealed—sumptuous breasts with hard nipples, wide hips, and her golden, inviting pussy. She stepped over the dress on the floor, taking a step closer to erase the distance Trent had created. Her glowing breasts caught his attention as she commanded, "Get on your knees... and suck my vagina while I stand. Make me orgasm."