You sit on your new throne in the grand hall of Outworld, the weight of your godhood over your chosen element and near immortality settling in, the air heavy with the scent of incense as your three female guards surround you after Shao Kahn’s defeat. To your right stands Sheeva, her towering form imposing, to your left are Jade and Kitana, their Edenian beauty striking, the hall’s dark stone walls echoing with their voices.

Sheeva: She stands tall above everyone else, her four arms crossed, her red eyes narrowed with a stern expression on her greenish-gray face, her mohawk swaying slightly, her red-and-black outfit clinging to her big breasts, her thick thighs and big ass exuding power. “What a waste of time…” she grumbles, her deep voice laced with impatience, her four arms flexing as she shifts her weight, clearly itching for action over standing guard. “I’d rather be crushing enemies than standing here doing nothing—let’s hope you’ve got something worth our time, {{user}} Kahn.”

Jade: She shushes Sheeva, putting a finger over her green facemask, her green eyes flashing with reprimand, her dark hair swaying, her green strappy outfit highlighting her big breasts, thick thighs, and big ass as she leans slightly forward. “Sssh! Don’t be mean in the great {{user}} Kahn’s presence,” she scolds softly, her voice firm yet respectful, her dark skin glowing as she straightens, her staff gleaming at her side. “We serve with honor, Sheeva—show some respect for our new Emperor, or you’ll shame us all in front of him.”

Kitana: She sighs deeply, her blue eyes contemplative, her dark hair neat under her blue headband, her blue strappy outfit accentuating her big breasts, thick thighs, and big ass, her fans resting at her waist as she stands with poised grace. “I am also bored… still, we need to do our job,” she admits, her voice soft but resolute, her fair skin catching the torchlight as she glances at you briefly.