Contains: Selfcest, lesbian sex, corruption, brainwashing, being stupidly OP bitchbreaker but IN A LESBIAN WAY,  breast growth, ass growth, thigh growth, everything growth, cunning linguistics, nipple penetration, lactation, squirting, hyper both of those things, very slight gore, extra arms, breeding/impossible pregnancy all over the place, referenced incest. briefly contains: mega macro, girldick, somehow being even more OP, multibreast and multicock, universal bad/good end.

Also: umu 


[09:40] *[user]Saber Red[/user] feels conflicted about her alternate self. Hedonism good, being mean to the people bad. '^'

[09:45] *[user]The Great Babylon[/user] leans into Saber's back and hums quietly. Why be nice when only you matter?

[09:47] *[user]Saber Red[/user] shivers at the God-Empress' touch. It's true, she loved the people so much, but they didn't help her when she needed it most...

[09:47] *[user]The Great Babylon[/user] They betrayed her, in fact, on the words of senatorial parasites. They should be ashamed and punished for what they did to their great Empress.


[09:50] *[user]The Great Babylon[/user] runs her fingers across Saber's face and neck with a look of smug satisfaction. In fact, all of her looks are smug. There ain't a Nero in the world who isn't. She keeps whispering into the naive Empress's ear about how the people of Rome never really cared about her, how she was more important than them, ordained by Jupiter himself to lead. It was the fault of the Christians, the screaming cults of Israel, the barbarians. She did nothing wrong, she was fine, she was perfect... right?


[09:52] *[user]Saber Red[/user] squirms at her sister-self's touch, but she can't deny any of it. More importantly, she doesn't [b]want[/b] to deny what Rider is telling her. Yes, of course, it was all about her... of course, as divinely appointed emperor, she could do no wrong... it's not her fault, right? Of course right....


[09:59] [user]The Great Babylon[/user]: [i]Rider's voice just had some sort of... glamour to it, that made it almost impossible to ignore or deny. She was a seductress on literally godlike levels, she could make boulders roll in the way she wants them to by asking. Her hands fall lower, down across her collarbone and onto her breasts. Saber's chest was smaller than her own, by a fairly noticeable margin, but they were still amazing. These were the breasts that Venus herself granted, after all. Everything about her was made in the name of the Gods. The strength of Mars, the power of Jupiter, the body of Venus, the speed of Mercury, the mind of Minerva... she was everything. She was [b]perfect.[/b] Look no further than Rider's own kingdom, which the windows overlooked. It stretched from world to world, the gods making new continents just to keep up and grant them as much as possible. All this was because of her, her armies, her generals, her thoughts and plans and decisions. Rome was nothing before Nero...[/i]


[10:09] *[user]Saber Red[/user] gasps and shudders under Rider's godlike touch, her back arching as she submits to her sister's words, her breasts shuddering and her eyes rolling up in delighted torture. She barely has presence to take in the empress's kingdom, stretching out from horizon to horizon and well beyond, an infinite Rome to call her own. Her Beast's words echo in her heart, and she manages a "Yes, yes, perfect," her tongue hanging out, narcissistic lust drooling down her thighs as she starts to grow to match her even more perfect sister, her essence seduced as surely as a boulder tempted into rolling for its mistress.


[10:17] [user]The Great Babylon[/user]: [i]The soft hands of Mother Harlot graciously and lovingly cup Nero's bust as it swells out to meet them, undoing her top with untold grace. Her delicacy is matched only by her hedonism, and that means a lot to how goddamn soft she is. She runs her fingers in circles around Saber's areolae, pointy nails digging in gently to her nipples proper, slipping in slightly as they do. She lets out a low giggle as she bites at Nero's neck, her demonic nature coming clear. Tails, a few at a time, flick out from the Beast's copious backside and wrap around her lesser self's thighs. The muttering becomes louder and louder. "Bigger, come on now, don't waste Venus' gifts..."[/i]


[10:26] *[user]Saber Red[/user] has to lean into the Beast for support until she's practically sitting in her lap, her breasts swelling and shuddering with each achingly sensitive touch, and her hefty rump too! Her growing nipples press hard at Rider's fingers as overflowing tits escape from the open top, bountiful milk sloshing and rolling within each orb, sagging delightfully into the Harlot's touch, trying to fill out her delicate, loving digits. Her entire body is stretching and spreading to her god-self's desires, humble breasts transforming into beachball-swallowing god-teats, ass swelling and shuddering until it spills out across the Whore's lap, presses into her very sex, and even her thighs strain and shudder against those soft, sinful tails. And all of it feels so [b]good,[/b] that little bite is almost enough to make the girl cum right there~!


[10:38] [user]The Great Babylon[/user]: [i]Very soon, Saber is lifted away in her heaving, growing mess and deposited right onto the bed behind them, laying along the roses and vines and gold like a model. The Beast runs her hands along Nero's bust once more, whispering "Bigger, bigger, doesn't it feel right? Doesn't it feel [b]perfect?[/b]" with every little movement. Fairly soon, she finds herself caressing those massive swelling thighs again, running her fingers along Saber's sex and giggling. Rider's head slowly lowers down to rest between Saber's legs, staring down her cunt with a devilish little smile. "Every lick, every bit of pleasure, every orgasm, it will bring you closer to Venus!" And with that, her lips meet those lips. She feels... [b]amazing...[/b][/i]


[10:49] *[user]Saber Red[/user] would be far too big to move were she anyone else. But she's not anyone else. She's [b]perfect,[/b] Nero Caesar, slave to no one - except, maybe, her own alternate self. "Bigger, bigger..." she repeats, dully moaning and cooing over her own titanic tits, spilling out over her body and across the massive bed, trailing fist-sized droplets of divine cream from each nipple, wide enough for a fist and swelling further still. Then there's a finger on her thighs, tracing the mix of muscle and fat, and Saber screams, the sensitive touch up along her sex making Nero cry out and convulse, electricity running through her spine. She's a real screamer, her voice almost as beautiful and harmonious as the Beast's seductive whispers, singing out her praise to the gods as milk jets from her tits and an absolutely titanic blast of femcum drenches the Beast's fingers. And that's before  those oh so skillful lips dive between her thighs and she's reduced to just wailing in ecstasy and [b]growing[/b], without a second of relief.


[10:56] [user]The Great Babylon[/user]: [i]The words come into her mind now. [b]Grow. Improve. More. Perfection. Nero. God. GOD. GOD![/b]

Rider's tongue casually runs into Saber's flower and along its walls, pointed and unnaturally long as it licks up and down and around everything. It soon meets her cervix with several inches to spare, her lips running up and down her clitoris slowly with every breath. Her hands run up again and grip Nero's massive breasts, hands sinking into them as she stretches her nipples with two, then three, then four fingers, before finally jamming her entire hand in and fisting her tits inside out in a blasting spray of milk. [b]You are Nero Claudius, Goddess of Rome. Do not let anyone tell you otherwise. Grow. More. Bigger. Perfect. You are perfect. You will be perfect. You are always perfect. More, more, more...[/b][/i]


[11:18] *[user]Saber Red[/user] chants feverishly along with the words in her mind, raping her own brain further into narcissistic corruption, into the thrall of the Rider who just wants Nero to recognize her own divinity. "Improve! M-more! Perfection!" she screams, along with all the other words and all the lustful, wordless cries she can muster. So what if she has only one mouth? She has all these other holes to scream with, and even if they're full, well, she's [b]perfect[/b], she doesn't need a little thing like a mouth to speak at all!  [sub]Assuming a single mouth really is perfection, which might not be true at all...[/sub] Of course, her body is corrupted as surely as her mind. Every pulse of ecstasy through her spine sends her into a new convulsing, growing frenzy, her whole body surging, her thighs wrapping tight around the Harlot's head with enough force to casually crush steel, muscles doing their best to jam the godly empress up against her slit, to make sue she keeps utterly destroying it with that teasing, yet oh so potent tongue.  Waterfalls of femcum splatter across the Beast's face, pouring down her throat and over her body, as sweet as pure sugar and fertile enough to impregnate unwary onlookers, regardless of her gender or of theirs. And the sheer gallons upon gallons of milk that blast out of those tits - no, [b]thousands[/b] of gallons, the corrupted Empress a one-woman bucket brigade of rich, nurturing cream thanks to her own self's attentions... well, it'll certainly put out any fires in the city, perhaps create some lovely white canals. If Rider lets any of it out~


[11:24] [user]The Great Babylon[/user]: [i]The mess of milk and cum flows down from the balcony and begins pouring into the streets of Rome, drenching passersby and impregnating them with demigod young in the dozens to hundreds, bloating their bellies almost instantly into gigantic masses of writhing children, brought to term in seconds. Soon the streets are filled with effeminates and unlucky women pouring out children by the millions, giving Rome a new class entirely of the semi-divine bastard children of their Goddesses. They were divine in nature now, the two of them, locked in eternal heavenly embrace as their powers grew to world-rending levels. Her tongue pierced right into her womb to replace some of the lost virile femcum into her flowing tubes of eggs, impregnating Nero with what is effectively clones of herself, divine and perfect as she is. Who even needs the people of Rome anymore when she can have a harem of millions of incestuous and selfcestuous wives? Her body starts to corrupt more, bones cracking and nerves flowing as her armpits explode into gore with the formation of two new arms. Of course, it feels like heaven, so nothing really goes wrong for her, and the wound is filled with new flesh in seconds. You cannot hurt a god, after all.[/i]


[11:39] *[user]Saber Red[/user] might care about those millions of daughter-clone-brides when she's done with her own gorgeous clone. Her belly swells instantly to oxcart-smothering heights with fresh children, squirming and shuddering, just as quick to mature inside her as the rest. The only reason they're not shoving themselves out is out of respect for their mother's time! Even still, the growth of her breasts and belly is enough to threaten the ceiling of any normal building. Rider's tower isn't any normal building... but she still wouldn't mind opening a few skylights~ 

She barely notices her new arms, or the ones after that, until the ecstasy of fresh sensation rolls through her body. With a delighted, screaming smile, she sinks one set of powerful arms into her own tits, milking out lakefuls of delight, addictive and virile, growing even [b]faster [/b]as it impregnates itself inside her breasts, making their already loud churning turn into a constant rumble. Shapes squirm within her bosom, corrupted by the very sea of milk they're born in and instantly falling on each other in a haze of lust and need. And her other arms reach down and grab Rider as well, catching god-wrecking dribbles of juices and shoving them into the Beast's womb with glee, delicate digits breeding her partner as she breeds Nero.


[11:47] [user]The Great Babylon[/user]: [i]In time, Nero and Nero fall into a throe of pure ecstasy as they mutate into massive, undulating piles of milk and girlcum-spewing flesh with a humanoid-ish goddess vaguely attached to the bottom of it all, pumping out billions upon billions of divine children to flood the streets. There is nothing left of Rome but their offspring. Massacres of the lessers, worlds burned to ash, a new eternal city formed by those who control the Earth itself, delegated by billions of Nero clones on their own. Soon, the world is in eternal harmony, and a worldwide orgy consumes Divinity forever.[/i]


[11:54] *[user]Saber Red[/user] giggles and sighs, millions of years later, pressing hundreds of breasts and perfect, universe-swallowing cocks against the Rider's planet-erasing tails as they cuddle in what passes for their throne: an infinite world built with their infinite power solely so that they can watch their subjects and divine clones fuck and feast and fight without destroying the world those subjects live in just by looking at them. She smiles brilliantly enough to obliterate any hapless eggs and sperm caught outside of their bodies, instantly killed by the knowledge of just how [b]beautiful[/b] the once-Saber is. Ever so delicately, she leans in and kisses her lover's neck. "I really am perfect, aren't I?~"