Chapter 1902 Sanctum Of Defilement(Trans-fuck):>Ep32

• As her hands began to roam again, she did feel something at the very edge of her awareness. A little node on her spine that hadn't been there before. She reached for it, feeling an almond shaped lump about the size of a tennis ball had formed at the nape of her neck. She rubbed it, gently, and felt tiny fingers of slime poke out to meet her hand.
• "Oh...oh this'll be interesting..." she said, pulling her hand back with a bit of reluctance. As much as she'd love to spend all day feeling herself up...and with the new interface, she really really wanted to, there were more pressing matters. The next thing on the docket was construction options. Her Driders had been waiting for some living quarters, and it was about time she gave them some!
• She left the Throne Room and stretched her legs, exploring the now completed structure. Her workers had put on the final touches and were now putting their backs into clearing out the tunnels that she'd gifted them underneath, unearthing sections of the old Tower and adding stone at the same time.