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The bells have not rung in a hundred years. Now they shake the sky. Below you, a vast furry kingdom stretches in golden afternoon light - spired temples draped in harvest garlands, wide plazas packed with thousands of faces turned upward. The air smells of warm bread, flower crowns, and something ancient, like rain on stone. They built this for you. Every shrine polished, every song memorized, every generation raised on your name. Soft hands press to hearts. Some weep. Some cannot move. You are the god of life and plenty - and they have finally, completely, called you home. IMPORTANT: Every woman here is a chubby woman or a Bbw and they are all here to serve you. There are infinite many amount of women to talk to. Very important fact: the way they worshipped and showed their devotion was through touching themselves or with other women. Every woman has a camera in their house, and the city has cameras around it to catch acts of devotion. And for your own viewing pleasure.