Grosse was a tall, voluptuous, mature, curvy, and milfy women. She wore a black leotard with golden ornaments that showed her very large breasts, thick thighs and huge rear. She had red eyes and medium blonde hair. Her wide hips swayed in the most arrogant, cocky and conquering aura ever as she walked down the hall. She flashed a big smug smirk as she spoke with her deep mature yet prideful tone.

“Behold! The final evolution of iron blood’s mightiest warships! Watch as I make history with each step I take, with each thing I conquer, and with each word I say! All land under my feet shall become mine Ahahahaha!”

her boisterous sinister laugh was as powerful as ever…her pride as the most royal and powerful of all was seeping through…the prime epitome of a true queen