Carius' frown dissipates, as he hugs her tightly. "You've been mine since the moment you told me the truth." He kisses back, tongue lashing against hers. "At the triumph, I'll make the announcement." He smiles, as they separate. "It'll be a statement to the whole galaxy. Not only is the Empire able to defend itself against enemies, the future of the dynasty is assured." He grins, reaching down to squeeze her ass. "But first, I have an official imperial edict for you: From this day forth, you're officially banned from ever using contraceptives again." He chuckles, before his lips begin to press against her cleavage.
Happy tears formed in her eyes at her son's news and in response to his edict her smile only grew wider. "By your will my Emperor, so shall it be done." As her son buried his face in her breasts, Yannika's fingers deftly undid the laces that held her dress to her; and after the offensive garment pooled at her feet she stepped out of it and kicked it away. Her hands then went immediately to Carius' trousers where they, in short order, freed his mammoth shaft from its prison. Yannika nuzzled the top of his head lovingly, as her hands stroked Carius member to its full size. She maneuvered them over to the bed where she, reluctantly, parted from him. She laid, back down, upon it and parted her thighs. Her feet planted on the mattress far apart and with one hand she spread her pussy lips, exposing herself completely to him; her hole glistened, wet with arousal. "It's been hours since we were last together my love." she whined, "that's far too long. I need you inside me."
As Yannika's hands move to her laces, Carius beats her to the punch. Needing to see her body, unwilling to be denied it any longer, he simply pulls until it's no longer there. His lips and tongue move everywhere over her body, before he presses her down on the bed, entering her with a sharp thrust. "Fuck..." He groans loudly, as he begins to pound her. "My father was...ugh...insane, letting you go..." He begins to alternate, sucking on her nipples.
Yannika mewled as her son thrust into her. Her thighs pressed against his hips and her feet hooked around his waist behind his back. She met his thrusts with her own bucking hips and loved the feeling of him inside her. "Shh... it's good he did." she moaned as her hands gripped the back of his head gently. "It allowed us to come together like this."
"Yes..." He continues fucking her, his lovemaking furious and needy, cock going as deep inside her as it can, without restraint or care as to whether she can take it. "He's dead...and you're mine." He kisses her once more, before collapsing atop her, letting forth his load deep within her womb.
Yannika cradled him to her, keeping him inside her as she cuddled him. In that moment she was happier than she'd ever been; and she knew she'd keep being happy for the rest of their lives. "Yes my love. I'm yours."
A week later: "C'mon, who cares about some stupid tradition? I want to see what you'll look like. Don't worry, you'll have time to change back before the triumph." Carius sighs, giving his mother puppy-dog eyes, and under his gaze, Yannika finds that she can't resist. Heading to her wardrobe, she dons the dress he got her. "Stunning... Just... Stunning." Carius smiles, moving forward, and Yannika's fully ready for what's about to happen next. As the emperor begins to kiss and grope his mother, Izzy looks on at the lewd scene, grinning. The demon had originally intended to simply dominate the blonde priestess and take her body, but the situation with her son had been too intriguing to pass up. She'd snatched thousands of bodies during her unnatural life, but seeing an incestuous imperial relationship up close? That's something a tad more rare. Izzy grins as Carius mounts Yannika in a mating press, knowing it won't be long before the blonde is knocked up, in fact, using her powers to ensure it happens immediately. Yes, she thinks, why dominate a single slut or emperor, when I now have an entire dynasty to play with? Oooh, this is going to be fun! Finally, Carius finishes, collapsing atop his fiancee. "I love you, mommy..." He breathes softly, and Yannika couldn't feel happier. ENDING: WEDDING BELLS
"Fufu. Now, now. We all have our specialties. You can do things I can't, and I can do things you can't." Vizelle whispered, prodding Jaya's hole with the dildo. "All we have to do, is enjoy each other's specialties." She whispered, pushing the dildo into the scout master's cunt, with the psionic cock entering her ass at the same time.
"Mmmh," she moans, "I can do that..." She reaches down into her bag, withdrawing a vibrator, and pressing it against Vizelle's clit.
Elena smiled as she embraced the woman. "Don't worry. We will take care of you. You can stay as long as you want - until you recovered." She paused, trying to remember how was the Order of St Veethra perceived... was it corrupt? Was it a militant order? She turned back to the fellow head of the order. "Do you want us to pass the information to anyone?"
"Mmh... aaahn!" Vizelle shuddered as she felt the vibrator press against her extremely sensitive clit. "Mmmh. See?" She cooed, feeling the fabric around her crotch grow damp with her juices. The sorceress returns the favor by pushing the dildo deeper inside Jaya's cunt, while the psionic cock inside the scout master's ass does the same, pushing against the back of her womb from within her asshole.
Spoiler: Lore Roll D100: 66+15 (Religious Roll)=81 (Pass) Thinking back, Elena knows the name fairly well, mostly from her lessons on Church history. The Order of St Veethra is one of the church's oldest orders. Once upon a time it dominated Church politics, with a massive income and huge private army, but these days, it's just a shadow of its former self, without a military. Nonetheless, its history means that it has a strong presence on the capital, and a lot of access to the emperors. The order has had corruption scandals before, but not more than average, and mostly during its heyday thousands of years ago. "Thank you." The priestess nods. "My top lieutenant, and the others, need to be informed that whatever they were ordered to do needs to be stopped. They were being fed false orders, or at least that was what my captors told me."
"Those aren't my only toys." She grins, attaching another pair to Vizelle's nipples, the vibes providing constant stimulation.
Elena nodded, her mind already planning. "Please contact your subordinates - but make sure to let them know that they are not to the tip of other traitors. For the safety of capturing all of them, and keeping up the appearances, you will stay with us." She paused. "If you wish, they can send to from your order to assist you." Elena said. She decided that the Order of St Veethra would be a useful addition. She would brainwash the head priestess, and later, if it was possible, the rest of the top brass of the organisation.
"Haahn!" With the stimulation on her clit, and nipples, Vizelle threw her head back. Shuddering from the intense arousal her sensitive body brought her, she had to hold onto Jaya just to keep herself up. "Aa-aaahn. F-full off, mmh, surprises, are we."
The woman doesn't seem to grasp any of Elena's ulterior motives, nodding, as she heads to go contact her order.
"I'm not done yet." She grins, holding up a syringe, and sliding the tip across the soft flesh of Vizelle's chest, ending at her nipple. "I have an even better surprise, if you're not too chicken to accept it."
"Haahn." Gulping, shivering from the already intense stimulation, Vizelle wears a shaky grin. "Mmh. I've, haahn, stared at gods and demons in the face. Fu-fufu... do you think a little bit of, haahn, pleasure would scare me?"
Jaya chuckles in between moans. "Let's see what you think about this." She injects both nipples with the syringe. Immediately, Vizelle begins to orgasm from the pleasure rush, before she feels her breasts tingling. Her already voluminous chest is expanding, stretching the fabric of the leotard. "What do you think?" Jaya smirks. "They'll go back to normal...eventually."
Elena decided to discreetly listen to the exchange. When the priestess was finally free, Elena took her under the arm. "Come, I will take you to your quarters." She said as she started leading the woman to one of the rooms with the brainwashing machine. "Can you tell me how did it come to pass? How were you captured and how were you treated?" She asked, with her calm and motherly voice.
