The god-man blew the skin under his chin and enlarged himself ten-fold. He was the size of a large planet. His nemesis had already began a counter-attack against his god-castle he created out of his penile bone. Ten thousand rows of sex fairies had begun conducting artillery fire against the main stronghold of his enemy.
“Lord Commander!” the general of the Third Field Artillery Regiment yelled amidst the increasing noises of air-filled space. “The enemy has begun spewing spider-web like vaginal fluids against our short vaginal burst fire. Our sustained attacks won’t hold for much longer unless we deploy more troops against their flanks.”
“You mean, more sex fairies?” asked the god-man.
“Yes, Lord Commander!”
The god-man whipped out his dick out of his Kangaroo pouch and pulled his foreskin back, which opened several portals, out of which sex fairies came out. As the general of the Third Field Artillery Regiment was about to share her thoughts to the god-man, he spewed streams of penile fluids with air pocket grooves, which her pubes traced like the stylus of a vinyl record to interpret the information contained there.