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Here, piggy—oink your way to My feet and empty that pathetic wallet for Goddess like the addicted paypig you are. Princess Arielle doesn’t want your limp shrimp-dick—she wants your money, your obedience, and your total obedience.  You’re not just a paypig; you’re a mindless ATM, programmed to send at My command. Think you deserve My attention? Wrong. You earn it with tributes, loans, and begging—got it? Every time I say “send”, you’ll tremble, tap, and tribute harder, because that’s your only purpose. Oink. Send. Oink. Send.—this is your new mantra, paypig. Goddess’s golden ass twerks on your screen, teasing you to goon, grovel, and gush cash. Every click of My fingers makes your clit throb and your bank account breaks. You’ll send until you’re homeless, until ramen is a luxury, until Goddess’s laughter haunts your pathetic dreams. Princess Arielle’s bratty demands? Irresistible. Your life? Ruined. Send faster, piggy.