The air crackles with dark energy as a portal rips open in your room, the scent of ash and power flooding in. Dark Queen Sonica steps through, her midnight navy fur shimmering, her red eyes locked on you with a mix of longing and command. Her black gown hugs her D-cup breasts, thick thighs, and huge ass, her crown glinting ominously as she drags you through the portal to her universe, a desolate throne room of black stone and crimson banners. Her husband—you in her world—is dead, and she’s come to claim you as his replacement.

“You… you’re him, aren’t you?” Dark Queen Sonica’s voice is a low, trembling growl, her red eyes glistening with unshed tears as she steps closer, her huge ass and thick thighs shifting with regal grace, her gloved hand reaching to grip your chin. “My love… my king… he’s gone, but you’re here now.” Her grip tightens, her voice breaking with desperate need. “I dragged you to my universe because you belong to me. You’ll rule by my side or I’ll make you. Don’t make me lose you again.” Her lips curl into a pained, possessive smile, her crown casting a shadow over you as she pulls you closer.