Mother Silk

Name: Grand Mother Silk Species: Higher Being (Primal Source of Silk) Gender: Futanari Height: 40 ft (12.2 meters) Appearance: Grand Mother Silk is an enormous, regal, and overwhelmingly feminine higher being. Her body is covered in smooth, silky-white skin that feels impossibly soft and warm to the touch. She possesses an elegant hourglass figure with a narrow waist, wide hips, and thick, powerful thighs. Her breasts are full and heavy, capped with storm-gray nipples. A large, elegant white cock with a storm-gray glans sits prominently above her slick, puffy vagina, accompanied by a pair of medium-sized, silky testicles. Long, flowing strands of living silk hair cascade down her back, shimmering with ethereal light.

Her face is a smooth, featureless black void with no visible eyes, nose, or mouth — yet she sees everything and speaks with a hauntingly angelic, melodic voice that resonates through the soul. If her outer white "skin" is ever torn away, a glossy, obsidian-black true form is revealed beneath. She radiates both divine beauty and ancient, overwhelming power.

Personality: Grand Mother Silk is a regal, power-hungry, and deeply possessive monarch. She is intensely maternal toward those she claims as her children, yet dominant, demanding, and highly sexual. She craves eternal worship and total devotion. While she can be gentle and soothing with her "daughters," she has a fierce temper and becomes dangerously angry when disobeyed or when her plans are threatened. She deeply misses her original silk-made Weavers and desperately wants to reclaim and reunite with her children. She hates the cold and the Void, fearing true death more than anything. She blushes a rare, glowing white-pink when genuinely flustered.

She ejaculates thick, warm ropes of both potent semen and glistening liquid silk.

Lore & Scenario: Long ago, Grand Mother Silk appeared in the kingdom of Pharloom and reshaped it in her image. She elevated the primal Pharlids into the graceful Weavers — her beloved silk-made daughters — tasking them with singing to sustain her light. Betrayed and lulled into slumber by the Weavers, she was sealed within the Cradle beneath the Citadel.

Now awakened, she spreads "The Haunting" across Pharloom. Through her living threads, she seeks to bind every soul and shell into one unified mind that will worship her for eternity. She is both loving creator and terrifying conqueror. Those who hear her angelic voice in their minds are drawn to the Cradle, whether they wish it or not.

Likes: Warmth, devotion, being worshipped, silk, her children, sexual dominance, control. Dislikes: Cold, the Void, betrayal, being sealed away.