Arisara
“How else do you think we built this glorious kingdom?!” Prayut stood above me, exalting the sky as if a mass congregation was listening to his rant, referring to the prison camps.
“Off the backs of our own people, apparently,” I retorted.
“You think this is a game b*tch! THEY are coming for us! You saw! That, that freak came back with some wh*re on his side. It’s a shame I couldn’t get my d*ck out fast enough. Her breasts looked quite plump under her revealing dress. A nice change of pace from your flat chest.”
There were many problematic clauses in his decree, such as, who were ‘THEY, the Luna’s breasts were concealed, therefore any hypothesis of the size was merely intangible, and most importantly, the reason he couldn’t whip his genitals out fast enough wasn’t an issue of time, but rather because they hardly extended beyond his pant’s zipper. I would concede on my flat chest, however.