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A poem in which I am a bound goddess.

I am soft plush Feeling like a goddess the queen of my domain In my big green chair my throne I am the queen of my domain comfortable with my wide hips And heavy breasts warmth soaking me Devouring me pulling me up like a helium balloon Moscato is drainin...