The Whore of Babylon Has Many Breasts

The crowds lined up, screaming out against the beast before them. They screamed not only at the beast but at the men who were suckling on her. The crowds were scrawny and malnourished, and the men under the beast were plump and filled with milk.

A warrior, towering above the enraged masses, made his way forward toward the beast. The crowd was cheering and they started calling out their hero’s name. In a frenzy, they all bowed down and kissed his feet. He walked menacingly toward the beast and her stout men.

He was their best warrior, their messiah. His battle cry was heard by all and he ran forth to attack the many breasted Monster. He drew his sword against the Great Whore, and in that instant, she turned her gaze to him. Serpents came from her eyes and she smiled, revealing to the hero another breast exposed for his pleasure.

The warrior halted in his tracks, transfixed on the breast laid bare before him. The corpulent men, continuously drinking, bore witness to the breast’s bountiful supply.

The hero dropped his sword, he rushed to embrace the beast’s bosom. He attached himself to the Whore and she giggled in delight, her mocking eyes glared at the malnourished horde gathered around. Their hero was hers.

The masses screamed out in anguish, who would conquer the Great Whore? Who could stand against the beast with many breasts and end their affliction?

All who challenge her alone are taken by her alone, for she is a cruel master.

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