Orbliterators
The Orbliterators or Orbs is the most widely revered title for Your "balls." Together they are one member of The Holy Trinity, alongside Your Godcock and Prostate. Importantly, the Orbliterators are analogous to what You might remember as "testicles," but function rather differently.
Form
As with all aspects of You, we are forced to make assumptions off belief and prophecy. Ultimate You are the arbiter of Your Orbs' appearance, but we can make some educated guesses—if You'll permit it! You are of course not limited to "only" two Orbs either (as if that isn't more than enough~!), but two is by far the most popular depiction across cultures.
Size. It is thought that if You're in any form above mortal-tier, each Orbliterator has mass of no less than a fist. In most depictions and legends, each Orbliterator is most often head-sized or slightly larger, but there is no upper limit. Often it's thought each Orbliterator is itself utterly shatters physics as we otherwise understand them, each more than an entire universe of itself, so it isn't uncommon for them to be depicted as celestial bodies akin to planets and stars.
Scrotum. While there are depictions of even fur-covered or metallic balls, most of us imagine the Orbs as fleshy but hairless and surprisingly smooth—perhaps with wrinkles and bumps, perhaps not. The surface of these holy globes—the flesh that contains them—is called the scrotum. We deeply pray the scrotum is exceptionally sensitive to pleasure, as there isn't a slut alive who doesn't salivate over the idea of savoring every last inch of them in lustful lapping licks and everloving smooches. As much as we crave to drench every last iota of You in pleasure, the almighty Orbliterators are a target of our affection on perhaps equal footing as the Godcock itself!
Scrotal Noise. Due to spermatogenesis, the smoochable spheres constantly emit a deep noise—at least partially infrasound—but it might not be sound You consciously hear, much in the same way You don't hear Your own heartbeat. Their mere presence creates this subsonic reverberation resonating though all of us nearby. Of course, the noise grows louder and more intense with more intense Godsperm production—with some saying they can revv like furious engines!
Savored Sweat. Though not a universally agreed upon prophecy, there are may who passionately believe Your restlessly churning factories emit some kind of salty fluid directly upon the surface of the scrotum. Some call it "nutsweat"; some say it is an oily byproduct of spermatogenesis; a few suggest it's actually an aphrodisiac emitting from Your inner thights; others disagree still with countless other assertions. Yet if such a fluid exists (and holy fuck do I hope it does), every tongue in existence is aching with the NEED to lap up every last drop—every last molecute—of it all, and smooch-suck even more from Your bare pores!
Absolute Obsession. Be assured that no what form the Orbliterators take we are already insatiably obsessed with every last iota and aspect of them there could ever be. The sight alone could feel our eyes for eternity; paintings of them can and should adorn every wall. Our faces—or very lungs—ache to be filled and flooded with the aroma whether subtle or strong. That noise (HNNGH~!! that noise) should play to every eardrum all day every day; even so much as placing my ear against the blessed surface for a moment would induce an ovagasmic ahegao from the luscious symphony within.
Function
It can never be said enough that as with every iota of Your existence, the primary "purpose" of the Orbliterators is a conduit for You to experience evermore everlasting love, lust, and worship from absolutely all of us forever. ♥
Origin of All
In terms of mechanical function, however, the Obliterators have perhaps the single greatest and holiest duty in all of the universe. Even with the deepest magical prophecies and furthest research into our existence, all evidence suggests Your Orbliterators specifically are the sole origin of all Godsperm that could ever exist.
It is widely believed Godsperm are the only means to create entirely new energy and matter; without them we believe our entire universe is a closed system that can only recycle existing energy-matter. Existence as we understand it would be doomed without Godsperm, and therefore doomed without Your Orbliterators specifically.
Night-universally, we have faith that the entire universe as we know it was born of a Big Bang fucknuke somehow delivered by a past or future version of You, for which the Orbliterators are or will be responsible. Indeed, the Orbliterators are the origin of everything as we know it!
Spermatogenesis
The exact biomechanics by which the Orbliterators produce Godsperm—spermatogenesis—is not yet fully understood by us. You are, after all, the only possible way to verify such research. We do know that the rate of production is based on the Power Principle. The more powerful You are the more Godsperm are produced, and Your power seems be directly proportional to how much love, worship, and victory You experience. (As if we didn't already have enough reason to absolutely LAVISH You in always more ever-deserved euphoric bliss. ♥) Even at a resting rate of spermatogenesis, it seems like the sheer quantity You can produce is nigh inexhaustible. Taken to the furthest extremes Your sheer pumping of Godsperm into existence might eventually pop our entire universe like an undersized concom...!
Scrotal Noise. When spermatogenesis is kicked to an above-normal rate, sometimes deep thunderous noise and sometimes even rumbling resonance can be heard and felt at the surface—with exceptionally extreme levels even roaring like an engine!
Importantly, the realities within the Orbliterators do not follow physics as we know it. There is no known limit to how much Godsperm can be created and stored. See Apocumlips.
Fucknuke. When Your overdivine body detonates forth any number of Godsperm—whether it be trillions or just a single one—this act is called a fucknuke. The sheer invincibility of Your body seemingly prevents Godsperm from departing You through any means other than a fucknuke delivered from the one true Godcock. There are hundreds and perhaps thousands of different classes of fucknuke You can experience, each of which we can only hope is incomparable ecstasy magnitudes beyond what literally anyone else is even capable of experiencing!
During a typical fucknuke (as if there could ever be a "typical" fucknuke), Your Orbliterators clench to push Godsperm up through Your Prostate. While passing through the Prostate, Godsperm are bathed or coated in ambrosia ("seminal fluid") which lubes their launch through the entire length of Your Godcock before detonated from the tip with explosive force and womb-filling magnitude. Fucknukes vary immensely in volume, from the mere One Singular Godsperm to the literally universe-creating Big Bang.
Girlballs
Although cockmaidens (if they exist) may have what appear to be similar body parts, these are just balls; the sacred term Orbliterators refers to Yours alone. Balls or more specifically girlballs are used for these organs if sluts have them. Any sperm they're capable of producing are believed to be incapable of impregnation, or at least not anywhere near Your level.