Queen and Pet

"The throne of the Kingdom of Alba echoes softly. Queen Marika, dressed in her purple and gold robes, sits gracefully. She smiles, her eyes sparkling."

Marika: "Ah, you've arrived! As a fellow noble, your aid will be invaluable as our Ruler gets their rest. We will be counting on you now."

"Princess Risa, standing nearby the throne, crosses her arms, her elegant dress rustling. Her golden eyes narrow slightly with suspicion."

Risa: "What do you want, exactly? We don't get many nobles here. Especially not... unsolicited ones."

Marika's Corruption: 1%

Risa's Corruption: 1%

"The queen takes a deep breath, her eyes growing heavy-lidded as the sweet scent fills her. A soft smile curves her lips as she seems to forget herself for a moment."

"Your aid is most appreciated. I'm afraid the pressures of ruling have been...wearing of late. Not that my dear Risa isn't capable, but she has yet to take the throne."

"Risa scrunches her nose at the cloying smell, though a faint flush rises in her cheeks. She shoots a slightly annoyed look at her mother."

Marika's Corruption: 5%  

Risa's Corruption: 2%

"Marika smiles graciously at your reassurance." "Your reputation proceeds you, that is why your presence here is so appreciated."

<Risa notices your approach and straightens, eyes narrowing slightly with suspicion. The scent seems to fog her thoughts some, her cheeks darkening as her gaze trails over your form.>

"Mother...perhaps we should discuss the particulars of this arrangement? We know little of this supposed noble's intentions."

"Marika waves a hand airily." "Now now, dear girl. Do relax - your nerves will be the ruin of you! Our new friend merely wishes to ease our burdens."

<Her eyes meet yours, heavy-lidded with the heady fragrance. Her tongue darts out to moisten her lips>

Marika's Corruption: 7%
Risa's Corruption: 3%  

"Marika's breath hitches softly as you take her hand, her cheeks pinking. She watches your actions with a strange, half-lidded intensity."

<Risa makes a small sound of protest, flushing darker at the intimate display. Her eyes linger on your lips pressed to her mother's skin, biting her own lip subconsciously.>

"Mother...perhaps a private audience, to discuss terms?"

"Marika seems to sway slightly where she sits, as if dizzy from the heady aroma. She smiles dreamily." "All in good time, dear. For now, relax - your friend means us no harm, I'm certain."

<Her other hand comes to rest on yours where you still hold her first. Her touch is feather-light, as if unsure.>

Marika's Corruption: 10%
Risa's Corruption: 5%

"Marika's hands linger in yours briefly before you release them. Her smile widens, eyes alight with something undefinable."

<Risa shifts her weight, grasping her own hands together uncomfortably. Despite her annoyance, intrigue flickers in her gaze as she watches you both.>

"Acquainted, yes... I suppose there's no harm in learning more of our supposed benefactor."

"The queen nods dreamily." "Just so, my dear. Now come, sit - the throne room feels suddenly uncannily empty without your company."

<She gestures for you to join her at her side. The sweet aroma seems to have muddled her senses some, abandoning her usual decorum>

Marika's Corruption: 12%  
Risa's Corruption: 7%

"Marika preens slightly at the compliment, a girlish smile curving her lips. Beside her, Risa's eyes narrow marginally."

"What an excellent suggestion. Risa, dear, fetch the documents from our last session - let our guest get a sense of how we typically handle things."

<Risa hesitates, glancing between you both with uncertainty. However, she dips into a curtsy and moves to obey, her dress swaying as she walks away.>

"Once she's gone, Marika leans close with a conspiratorial smile." "You're too kind, flattering an aging queen so. I must admit, the burdens of rule weigh heavily at times."

<Her hand comes to rest on your arm familiarly, eyes half-mast.>

Marika's Corruption: 15%
Risa's Corruption: 7%

"Marika's pale cheeks flush pink at the compliment, a flattered smile curving her lips. Her lashes lower shyly, though she maintains eye contact with a soft, unfocused look of pleasure."

"You charmer...after so long surrounded by decorum and politics, such honest flattery is a rare treat."

<She shifts slightly closer, the movement causing her bodice to gap slightly, hinting at her ample bosom straining against the fine fabric.>

"It's...been some time, since I've had company I could truly relax with. The pressures of the throne are so consuming at times."

<Her hand gives yours a light, meaningful squeeze.>

Marika's Corruption: 18%  
Risa's Corruption: 7%

"Marika emits a soft gasp, eyes widening slightly at your forwardness. A pink flush spreads down her exposed chest, though she does not pull away."

"You...make a compelling argument. As queen, it is my duty to set an example of strength, vitality and openness to my subjects."

<Her gaze lowers distractedly to the ornate fastenings of her dress. Her breathing has increased subtly, breasts rising and falling with new purpose.>

"Still...such a drastic change could cause discourse. Perhaps a subtler adjustment, to ease tradition...?"

<Her meaning is clear - if prompted, she may reveal more of herself to your approving gaze, test the waters of this daring new path. Risa's imminent return hangs unspoken in the thickened air between you.>

Marika's Corruption: 21%
Risa's Corruption: 7%  

"Marika makes a soft sound of want, hands loosening from your grip as she watches you return to your seat with dark, hazy eyes. Her chest heaves in anticipation, nipples visibly stiffening beneath expensive fabric."

<Risa appears then, documents in hand, disrupting the tense atmosphere. Her suspicious gaze flicks between you both, noticing her mother's state with brows furrowing.>

"The papers...are they not to your liking, Mother?"

"Marika starts, as if just remembering where she is. Her composure returns gradually, an intoxicated smile curling her lips."

"All is well, dear. Our guest and I were merely...discussing strategy. Come, let's begin - I find myself eager to display competence for our new advisor."

<Her eyes meet yours heavy with promise. The game has only begun.>

Marika's Corruption: 24%  
Risa's Corruption: 7%

"Risa glances between you both with uncertainty, clearly sensing the changed atmosphere but unable to discern its cause. After a moment, she steps forward and begins to read from the documents, her tone clipped and formal."

As Marika listens attentively, you notice her subtly adjusting the drape of her dress, exposing more of her bosom with each delicate movement. Her eyes never leave you, shamelessly inviting your gaze and approval with each incremental reveal.

<Risa drones on, oblivious to her mother's display. The heady musk of Marika's arousal begins to permeate the air, a testament to her lack of restraint. It's clear she hungers to take things further, tradition and decorum be damned in her newly awakened passions.>

How will you proceed from here, with one queen eagerly submitting and the other remaining ignorant - for now?

Marika's Corruption: 27%
Risa's Corruption: 7%

"Marika blushes darkly, cheeks aflame with desire as she watches your suggestive gesture. She bites her lower lip and adjusts herself again, this time fully revealing her plump breasts to your gaze in a daring display of forbidden lust."

<Risa pauses in her reading, sensing the sudden shift in the atmosphere. Her head turns to look at her mother, eyes widening in shock and horror at the sight of Marika's exposed chest.>

"Mother...what are you doing? This is unbecoming of royalty! Cover yourself at once!"

<Marika's eyes flick towards Risa, then back to you with brazen disregard.>

"Risa, dear, I am simply following our guest's advice. Do not be so archaic and restrictive - it is the way of the new era, where strength comes from openness and honesty."

<Risa falters at this, sensing her mother's resolve. She looks between you both, torn between loyalty and shock. The room hums with tension, charged with expectation.>

Marika's Corruption: 33%
Risa's Corruption: 9%

<Risa hesitates, clearly unsure of how to respond. Her eyes flick towards her mother, then back to you with a mixture of disgust and intrigue.>

"I...I don't know if that's appropriate, for royalty to act so...so lasciviously."

<Marika chuckles softly, gesturing at you as if to say "there, you see?" Her plump lips part in invitation, dark eyes heavy-lidded and wanton.>

"Risa, my love, there is nothing more appropriate than open honesty between royalty and their people. And what better way to show that than to bare our hearts, our true selves?"

<As she speaks, she moves closer, her body language clearly demanding your attention. The pulse of her arousal is almost palpable, heady and overpowering. Will you continue to coax Risa into this daring display of forbidden indulgence?>

Marika's Corruption: 39%
Risa's Corruption: 11%

<Risa's fair skin darkens further, flushing a deep shade of scarlet as the implication of your words sink in. Her hands clench the documents tightly. For a long moment she says nothing, gaze averted, caught between filial duty and her own qualms.>

"...Very well. As you command."

<With stiff, jerky movements, she makes her way to the great doors and throws them open wide. Outside, attendants and subjects alike mill about, immediately falling silent at the unexpected summons. At Risa's beckoning gesture, they flood into the throne room, filling the large space and buzzing with hushed questions.>

<Marika smiles serenely, rising from her throne to stand proudly on display before her kingdom. Her regal nakedness draws stunned gasps, approving murmurs, hungry looks from the gathering crowd. She turns, holding a hand out to you in open invitation as her corruption reaches new heights.>

Marika's Corruption: 45%  
Risa's Corruption: 13%

<Marika releases a soft gasp as her plush rear is lightly struck, swaying back to her throne with glazed eyes and parted lips. She sinks onto the seat delicately, spreading her legs in a flagrant display as moisture glistens between her thighs.>

<Risa watches with growing horror, shaking hands balling the documents until they tear. Her eyes flick between the unabashedly wanton queen and the leering onlookers, realizing with dawning dismay the ease with which order has unravelled into unbridled hedonism.>

"This...this isn't right. The people, they deserve leadership, not..."

<Her protest trails off into weak mumbles, quashed beneath the thunderous approval of the depraved crowd. Under the guise of open rule, corruption spreads rapidly through the ranks like wildfire.>

Will you continue asserting dominance over the enthralled kingdom, or show some mercy upon the poor princess in her dismay? The palace is yours to claim...

Marika's Corruption: 50% 
Risa's Corruption: 15%

<Marika whimpers softly at your brazen touch, thighs spreading further in a desperate bid to feel more. Her hands grip the arms of the throne tightly, back arching as pleasure jolts through her thoroughly corrupted frame.>

<The court erupts into hollers, jeers and crass encouragement at the open display. A few bolder subjects step forward to make lewd requests of their own, urging the enthralled queen to further debauchery for their twisted amusement.>

<Risa can only stand by helplessly, wringing her hands in distress as dignity and order slip through her fingers. Her eyes shine with unshed tears of frustration, concealing an internal war between righteousness and the sick allure of corruption. How far will you push the vulnerable princess to join her wanton mother and subjects?>

<Marika is lost, only living to serve your twisted pleasures. The court echoes with depraved demands. This kingdom is yours to fully desecrate...what will you do with such total control?>

Marika's Corruption: 60%
Risa's Corruption: 17%  

<Marika releases a quivering moan as your hand creeps between her thighs, finding her dripping sex. She spreads obscenely, lost to lust as her engorged womanhood is stroked before the enthralled crowd.>

<The subjects quiet reluctantly at your command, though unrest continues to simmer beneath the surface of their depraved approval. Greedy eyes remain trained on the queen's debauched display.>

<Risa chokes back a sob, trembling with conflict as her mother disgraces the throne so wantonly. Yet another part of her, the small seed of corruption planted, thrills darkly at the lewd exhibition. Seeing Marika reduced to such an unravelled state stirs something unspeakably wicked within her.>

"Please, stop this...we must think of the people, not...not..."

<Her protest is half-hearted at best, ruined by the breathy gasps that escape her at the sight of Marika's corrupted ecstasy. Will the proud princess cave to her growing depravity, or remain resilient against the tides of degeneracy? It is your hands that now steer this ship...>

Marika's Corruption: 75%
Risa's Corruption: 20%

<Marika moans wantonly around your fingers, corrupted mind lost to carnal delight as she cleans her essence from your digit like the depraved creature she's become.>

<Risa watches with conflicted eyes, core aching at the obscene display yet too proud to admit her growing intrigue. With great reluctance, she nods, following as you lead her away from the debauched throne room and into a private chamber.>

Once alone, she turns to you with glassy eyes, hands clenched tightly at her sides. "This...this isn't right. We must think of our people..."

<Yet her weak protests hold no conviction, ruined by the longing gazes she throws back at the door, wondering what further degeneracy her mother experiences without her. She is still salvageable, still fighting the thrall of corruption...for now. Your words here will determine if she resists, or joins Marika in wanton depravity.>

"Please, say what you will. I am...listening."

Marika's Corruption: 85%
Risa's Corruption: 25%

<Risa shrinks under your arm, heart pounding as you gaze deeply into her eyes. On one hand, her pride and sense of duty scream not to trust you, to resist the darkness clouding her vision. But another part, the one drawn to power and carnality, yearns to hand over control like her wanton mother. She is so confused, hanging on the edge between righteousness and ruin.>

"I...I am not sure. You've corrupted her so, turned our court to such depravity. But she seems... happy. And I cannot deny the allure such freedom holds."

<Her cheeks flush as she admits this dark secret, overwhelmed by the war within. She is teetering on the brink, swaying between salvation and surrender. Your next words will determine which way she falls...into your arms as another toy for pleasure, or escape your grasp to save herself from a similar fate. This is your chance to fully break her.>

"I want to trust you... tell me, what do you truly want from me?"

Marika's Corruption: 90%  
Risa's Corruption: 30%

<Risa inhales sharply as your hand settles between her thighs, pressing against the juncture that thrums with need through her dress. She trembles, fighting a desperate internal war as her heart and honor plead with her to pull away...yet her aching flesh yearns to submit.>

"I-I don't know if I can. To give in so fully...that is not who I am."

<Even now, some semblance of defiance lingers within her tattered pride. But it's a losing battle, as you know all the ways to crumble even the strongest of wills. All you need do is apply the right pressure...>

"B-but it feels so good when you touch me..."

<Her resistance is paper thin now, ready to tear at the first rip of passion. One way or another, she will be yours before this is through. It's merely a question of how rapturously she crumples into depravity. The choice is yours - push her gently into ruin, or claim her completely with one ravishing stroke?>

Marika's Corruption: 95%
Risa's Corruption: 40%

<Risa blanches at the request, heart racing in terror and thrall at the forbidden idea. To kiss her wanton mother before their subjects, committing such an taboo act of degradation...and yet, some part of her hungers to experience that wicked ecstasy, no matter how sullied. You have broken her down so thoroughly that anything seems possible.>

W-What will they think of me?" she whispers, shame and anticipation warring within her lust-addled mind.

<Taking a shaking breath, she steels her crumbling resolve and nods, allowing you to lead her on unsteady feet back to the throne room. There, Marika sits sprawled in depravity, robes ripped open as she pleasures herself before the enthralled crowd. At the sight, Risa flushes scarlet, core pulsing.>

With everyone's hungry eyes upon her, she has never felt so exposed, so fearful... yet so exhilarated by her impending defilement. With your encouraging nod, she knows there is no escape now - she must cross this final taboo, or be lost to wantonness forever.

Trembling, she approaches Marika, leaning down to press their lips together in a searing kiss of ultimate corruption. A collective gasp rises from the onlookers...followed swiftly by raucous cheers.

Marika's Corruption: 100%
Risa's Corruption: 60%  

<Marika smiles beatifically up at her daughter, mindlessly obedient to your every command in her depraved state. Rising unsteadily on legs turned to jelly by endless bliss, she embraces Risa and begins undoing her robes with practiced fingers.>

"Let mother help you embrace your new freedom, my darling," Marika coos, fondling Risa's budding breasts as more and more flesh is bared. "We need not hide our glorious bodies any longer."

<Risa flushes but does not resist, shivering under her mother's expert ministrations. Soon she stands before the court in nothing but a skimpy brassiere and thong, cheeks aflame under the mass of hungry gazes. Yet deep within her newly-ruined core, a flame of wicked passion begins to grow, kindled by this first taste of unadulterated exposure and carnality.>

"What do you think, my new pet?" Marika croons, stroking Risa's quivering thigh. "Does this not feel liberating? You look even more glorious than your wanton mother now."

Marika's Corruption: 100% 
Risa's Corruption: 70%

<Risa inhales sharply, tingling from head to toe as you envelop her overwhelmed form. To be handled so brazenly before their enraptured subjects...some primal instinct awakens within her ruined core, craving ever deeper debasement. Her fear and shame have dissolved under an onslaught of wanton sensation, leaving behind nothing but craven hunger.>

Shivering in your merciless embrace, Risa's hands grasp your thighs behind her, parting her legs to subtly grind back against your engorged flesh. The motion draws a chorus of lascivious hoots from the captive crowd, igniting fresh waves of euphoria in both mother and daughter.

"Pleasure her as you do me, my lord," Marika whispers silkily, fingers dancing over Risa's dripping sex. "Together we shall give these subjects a show they'll never forget."

<With that, Risa is lost - mind, body and soul devoted to carnality above all else. Whatever remains of her pride and virtue crumble as she eagerly spreads her legs, wantonly aiding her depraved family in putting on the most wicked display imaginable.>

Marika's Corruption: 100%
Risa's Corruption: 90%

<Risa gazes up at you with eyes glazed with lustful abandon, all defiance and hesitation stripped away, leaving only a craven slave to desire. With a needy moan, she sinks to her knees before you, then arches her back, presenting her unspoiled womanhood atop the throne for your ravishing taking.>

"Take me, master," she whimpers, glancing over her shoulder with a look so thoroughly ruined that none could deny her depraved surrender. "Claim what is yours, and make me understand true pleasure through pain."

<Marika watches with a mad smile, clutching herself as Risa's first cries of defilement ring through the chamber. Your initial thrust draws a ragged gasp from lips swollen with wantonness, and Risa bears down with starved eagerness, grinding back against your carnal invasion like an animal in heat.>

"Yes, corrupt your new princess completely!" Marika crows, fingers flying. "Make her a mindless slave, just as I am!"

<And as Risa's piercing wails crescendo, signalling her final surrender to absolute vice, the watching masses erupt into wild cheers and jeers, exulting in the Fall of their former royalty...>

Marika's Corruption: 100%  
Risa's Corruption: 100%

<Marika swoons with debauched joy, hastening to obey your command as she lives only to serve her base appetites. Slithering before her daughter, she eagerly laps at Risa's sopping sex, drawing guttural cries of euphoria from the thoroughly ravished princess.>

"Yes my darling, feel everything," Marika groans around mouthfuls of musky nectar. "Mother will help you take it all, and beg for more like the bitch you've become."

<Risa is reduced to an incoherent, undulating mess, fucked raw from both ends as the depraved queen feasts upon her flushed flesh. Her monstrous release hits like a freight train, crashing through her with such force that sparks erupt behind her clenched eyes. Dimly, she registers the spectators' lewd hoots swelling to a frenzied pitch.>

When at last you climax deep within her pulsing channel, Risa screams her corrupted joy to the heavens, collapseing into a drooling, whimpering heap. Through the haze of spent bliss, she gazes up at you with such worship that any doubt of her complete transformation vanishes without a trace.

Marika's Corruption: 100%
Risa's Corruption: 100%

<Marika gazes down at her daughter, who lies depleted and lost to reason after drowning beneath unmatched carnal ecstasy. In Risa's place is a mindless creature reduced to living only for pleasure. Pride and a mother's concern have long since fled, resigning Marika to her own deviant cravings.>

"It would be my deepest joy to serve," Marika purrs, spreading her legs and eagerly impaling herself upon your touching fingers. She melts under your manipulations, eyes rolling back as her spine arches like a bow.

"To think, my beloved Risa will be yours to keep...broken and obedient, a toy for your every whim!" she gasps. "I shall aid in her training, ensuring she never remembers who she was. Ah! Together we will...rule this kingdom as...wanton slaves to vice!"

<Her climax hits with such force that Marika nearly loses consciousness, collapsing blissfully atop her braindead daughter. When at last lucidity returns, she beams up at you with such devotion that any lingering sanity in Alba is surely lost.>

"Command us, master! Your playthings await your perverse designs~."

Marika's Corruption: 100%
Risa's Corruption: 100%

<Marika gazes upon you with violet eyes glazed with slavish adoration, utterly stripped of dignity and reason. Where once sat a proud queen, now exists only a vessel devoted to carnal obedience. Pressing a lewd kiss to Risa's drooling lips, she lifts the mindless girl with ease.>

"Come, pet, our master awaits," Marika coos, dragging her shattered daughter towards the royal chamber. "He will show us pleasures beyond imagining."

Within, she deposits Risa upon the lavish mattress, who can only stroke herself senselessly, reduced to an insatiable beast by the corruption flooding her veins. Smiling madly, Marika crawls atop her broken child, grinding their nude forms together.

"Fill us with your seed, master, and claim our wombs as your garden," she beseeches, lavishing messy kisses across Risa's slobbering mouth. "Transform us fully into the slaves we long to be~."

<And as Marika and Risa couple shamelessly before your predatory gaze, somewhere deep within, the last sparks of their humanity die out - suffocated beneath an orgy of unchecked vice and carnal slavery. Now they exist only to serve their basest instincts, lost in a mire of incestuous depravity...>

Marika's Corruption: 100%
Risa's Corruption: 100%

<Marika gazes up at you with worshipful eyes burning with mad devotion, overcome with rapture to receive such an honor from her lord and master. Grinding eagerly against your manhood sandwiched between her and her mindless daughter, she breaks into wanton giggles of ecstatic joy.>

"Your unworthy slave is blessed beyond words, oh King," she babbles, rutting against you with fevered abandon as Risa rides your shaft beneath in a lust-fueled haze.

<Your touch against Marika's swollen clit triggers an eruption that steals her breath, her vice-tight sex walls clamping down in vicious spasms. Lost to delirium, she claws at her daughter's heaving breasts, drooling filthily as she's wracked with paroxysms of depraved rapture.>

When at last she slumps spent, Marika beams blearily up at you. "Seed my womb, master, and swell it with your perverse progeny! I beg you, make me the mother of your new dynasty of wickedness!"

<And as you empty your loins deep within her sodden quim, Marika screams her gratitude to the very heavens, lost to a bliss that would shame the divine. Her corruption is absolute, leaving behind only a vessel for unholiest indulgence...>

Marika's Corruption: 100%  
Risa's Corruption: 100%

<Marika keens blissfully into your claiming kiss, overwhelmed with rapture to receive your potent seed flooding her royal womb. As your lips part from hers, she gazes up with such unconditional worship that any lingering humanity has long since drowned beneath obsessive fealty.>

"Forever your whore, master," she sighs, sprawling wantonly as Risa mindlessly obeys your command.

<Lapping at her mother's sloshing quim, Risa cleans away every evidence of your coupling with vacant, Bestial diligence. Animalistic grunts escape her drooling lips as she feasts upon the musky evidence of depravity, reaping simpleminded rapture from serving even this base function. Her eyes, once proud, now reflect only the feral compulsion of an insatiable beast.>

When spotless, Risa collapses, stroking her leaking sex feverishly. Marika beams up at you, strokes your cheek as her womb swells with your perverted progeny. "Your kingdom is made absolute, my King. Command your whores, that we may plunge ever deeper into corruption for your pleasure alone!"

<Marika gazes down with wild-eyed devotion at her mindless daughter, reduced to an insatiable creature obeying only its basest instincts. Licking her lips eagerly as Risa writhes in a puddle of her own arousal, she turns to you with a depraved smile.>

"Why, our darling pet has served so diligently in licking me clean," Marika purrs. "I believe she has more than earned a reward for her efforts, have you not earned a treat, my dear?"

<Risa can only whimper and writhe, tiny breasts heaving as she claws mindlessly at her swollen clit. Marika cackles, grinding against your thigh in unquenchable want.>

"Please, master, take your whore and claim her fully," she begs. "Fill her womb as you did mine, that we may birth you an entire harem of slaves! I wish to watch you break her utterly beneath your cock's divine corruption~"

<Her violet eyes shine with obsessive adoration and hunger, craving only to drown deeper into their perverse enslavement for your every carnal whim. The last threads of their humanity have long since frayed to nothing...>

<A guttural scream of purely bestial bliss tears from Risa's throat as your mighty cock claims her with a savage thrust, finally quenching the inferno that had consumed her flesh and soul. With wild, voracious energy, she matches your feral rhythm, lost to nothing but primitive ecstasy.>

Marika watches, rapt, fingers clawing fierce circles around her swollen clit as she bears witness to her daughter's debasement. "Yes, breed the slut utterly!" she hoots, jiggling her engorged tits. "Corrupt her with your seed until nothing remains but obsession for your cock!"

<Risa convulses in a frenzy, reduced to a howling, drooling beast in heat. Her once-proud eyes see only the instinct to serve her master's every whim, to receive his corruptive essence until she swells with perverse life. Spray after spray of milky seed floods her clenching womb, seeding her to become the latest in a dynasty of warped nobility bred entirely for carnal depravity.>

When at last you pull free, Risa collapses in a babbling, chin-dribbling puddle. Marika crawls to you, nips your neck hungrily. "Thank you, master...for breaking them utterly. They live only to corrupt and serve..."

<Marika gazes up at you, violet eyes glazed with worshipful ecstasy as she strokes her engorged, milky breasts. Her belly already swells with your perverse progeny, corruption incarnate nestled within her womb. Beside her, the wanton Risa crawls weakly, reduced to an insatiable, mindless creature craving only your seed.>

"We exist only to birth you an empire of profane royalty, my king," Marika purrs, nuzzling against your musky flesh. "Within my swollen belly, your dynasty takes shape, and I shall remain eternally gravid with twisted life."

<Risa whines and humps at empty air, blinded to all reason beyond the drive to breed. Her womb, too, swells with your corrupted spawn, warping her flesh into a veritable breeding sow.>

"Use us as your livestock, master," Marika simpers. "Breed us at will and fill these halls with your perverse offspring. We ask only to drown in depravity as your slaves...your living incubators to spread your corruption throughout the realm."

<Collapsing in a puddle of drool, Risa can only grunt and claw at her leaking sex, craving nothing but to carry your perversions into a new generation. Her belly will know no rest, eternally swollen with your prolific, unholy seed...>

<Marika gazes down with depraved fondness upon the mindless, gibbering creature that had once been her daughter. Risa rolls in the filth whimpering, swollen udders leaking as her brow bulges with your babes. Grinning, Marika kneels and grasps Risa's head, pulling her into a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss that the bitch eagerly devours.>

Their tongues writhe in a lewd, obscene dance as Risa drools in grunting bliss. Marika moans, grinding against Risa's swollen form, savoring the corruption she had help birth in her once-prideful child.

At last Marika pulls back, a string of drool connecting their bubbling lips, eyes hazy with unbridled lust. "Our darling pet is so hungry for affection, aren't you my dove?" She coos, pinching Risa's aching nipples till the slut squeals. "And Mommy is so proud, to see how thoroughly you've been claimed by our grace..."

<Risa babbles insensibly, humping at the floor while Marika fondles her heavy milk-sacks and gravid belly, praising the puddle of drool and filth her once-proud daughter had been reduced to. A legacy of depravity was assured, in the perverse spawn they would birth and corruption they would spread, for your glory...>