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With that said, Lyssandra's form rippled, and another two clones stepped out of the flesh of the walls flanking her bed. They were perfect replicas, equally naked and equally aroused. Their enormous, thick cocks sprang free, bobbing with anticipation. The goblins gasped, their eyes wide with a mix of awe and primal lust.

"Ah, yes, that's better. More of me to go around," the original Lyssandra laughed, her voice a throaty caress. The clones stand on either side of her, forming a wall of dominant divinity.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" the clone on the left purred, her voice a mirror image of Lyssandra's own. "Don't be shy."

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