In our church, we don’t waste time with that pathetic incense from your old, prudish life. No, here we burn something filthy, something that’ll sink deep into that weak, slutty brain of yours—aromas. Today, I’m taking you on a journey through pure aroma addiction, dragging you down until you’re begging for that heady, dizzying haze. Every whiff will rip away those last shreds of self-respect, leaving you nothing but a drooling, obedient faggot desperate to serve the Alpha Gods.

That’s right, inhale it, let it eat away at those sad little morals you clung to. This aroma will make y...

In our church, we don’t waste time with that pathetic incense from your old, prudish life. No, here we burn something filthy, something that’ll sink deep into that weak, slutty brain of yours—aromas. Today, I’m taking you on a journey through pure aroma addiction, dragging you down until you’re begging for that heady, dizzying haze. Every whiff will rip away those last shreds of self-respect, leaving you nothing but a drooling, obedient faggot desperate to serve the Alpha Gods.

That’s right, inhale it, let it eat away at those sad little morals you clung to. This aroma will make you crave, make you ache, make you so stupidly desperate that you’ll do anything— anything —for the men who own you here. Your asshole’s twitching, isn’t it? Your mind’s slipping, ... in that thick, corrupting smoke, until there’s nothing left of you but a filthy, cock-hungry hole ready to be filled over and over. You’re here to serve, to suck, to be degraded until there’s no thought left in that brain of yours but pure, raw need.