You. Hey you. Yeah, YOU!
Stop wasting time on reading this text and get to the cooler text describing the start of my big day.
She was getting married! A higher dimensional being, since her childhood, Ienae imagined the wonderful day when she would get to stand beside the partner of her dreams and enjoy the great festivities of such a great day.
There was just one problem: nobody remained in her dimension. All of them had either died or disappeared in the great cataclysm of ZR67-G. Lucky for her, she wasn't too picky about descending to one of the lower dimensions, and she had her sights set on one
in particular.
In some ways, Ienae was almost happy to be in her situation. Before the cataclysm, she would've had to waste all that awful time courting a man until he got things started, and even after that, she remembered the massive headache that was trying to find women
willing to fill in all the sacred duties and roles that needed filling for her late sister's ceremony.
Or was that courting another woman, and finding men? She was pretty sure about the finding women part. Yeah, that sounded about right.
She shrugged it off in a way only one of her dimension could fathom and blinked out of her existence. The next moment, she appeared in a great, grandiose hall, perhaps the most extravagant one in this dimension's whole universe.
"Ooo! Perfect, with some fixing up."
It only took her a thought for purple drapery to appear on the walls exactly as she imagined for her big day. As she pulled all the fine details of the scene together, the ceremonial bed formed at the top of a set of stairs near the far wall, and most important
of all, cameras hung from the ceiling and stood on tripods ready to record her big day.
She wanted those cameras to capture everything. By the end of the day, those cameras would immortalize the hot, hot sex of her quest to choose her ideal partner as part of the Cumata, while the women she forcibly recruited honored and celebrated her big day
precisely as needed. She could already envision those women within the hall, filling the roles laid out for them. Performing for the camera, serving her guests, hanging on the arms of dates she chose for them before they too would end the night fucking each
other in honor of her wedding. All would play out as her dimension's customs and traditions decreed, dressing and behaving as they had to dress and behave to fit the roles given to them.
With the final touches set in place, she had only to decide who she would bring to the hall first.
But, as she did this, an important question remained: in what dimension did this take place?
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