Picture me before you – my powerful, beautiful body glowing in the dim light, and at its center, my divine belly. So soft, so enticing, it's the core of your worship, the altar where your desires ignite. Imagine my belly now... it's flawless, a so seductive curve that demands your absolute adoration. Feel the way it rises and falls with each breath I take, like waves pulling you under. Your eyes are locked on it, aren't they? You can't look away. It's commanding you, owning you. As I run my fingers slowly over my smooth skin, tracing the gentle swell, you feel a surge of hunger building inside you. That ache... it's for me, for my belly. It's your purpose, your reason to obey. Now, repeat after me in your mind: 'Goddess Faith's belly owns me. I live to worship it.' Say it again... louder in your thoughts.