An improvised tower at the center of the Infected horde

With a quick flex of viral power, Ares lifted a wide section of earth, creating a massive pillar of dirt and stone that stood dozens of feet above the constant orgy of the horde. They served their purpose and Ares didn't dislike them, but it was difficult to get things done when some brainless slut was gagging for his dick.

Not that the pillar entirely solved that, as one particular fallen angel dove for him the moment he landed. Grace had changed again, her feathered wings shifted into skeletal structures blazing with arcane power and her hands and feet sporting distinctly demonic attributes, along with little white horns poking out of her pale hair. He felt that the changes were of her own volition and that she could change her body in any number of ways at will. For the moment though, he enjoyed the sight of the beautifully imperious girl hopelessly worshiping him.

"Enough Grace, we have work to do," Ares said after giving her a heavy load of his semen, making her tremble with pleasure.

"As you wish, my king," she said, a little disappointed but understanding. Still, she made note to go with him next time she could, tired of being left behind to serve him in such indirect ways. Fortunately for her, in the time she had taken to suck him off, Vivian, Lilith, Zoe, Evelith, Kaitlyn, and Rebecca had gathered, all of them standing before Ares as he built himself a quick throne, his queen taking a seat on his lap. Grace looked around the group of her fellows, spotting Vivian smiling happily and rubbing her belly as well as Evelith and her sister Zoe getting reacquainted, mostly by making out and groping each others' gorgeously enhanced bodies. The others weren't much better, most of them fingering themselves idly as they stared at Ares' cock. Herself included.

"I trust you've all made good use of your time. I can feel the virus' reach growing constantly. I thought that would be enough, but it seems the competition is better than expected. I felt the existence of other Alphas that have grown powerful enough to liberate themselves of my control. As such, I cannot know their intentions. But we cannot allow them to run free if they are possible threats. I have much more to protect now than my own pride." All the girls knew what he meant when his hand rested over Aphrodite's abdomen, though a few of them glowered with envy.

"Furthermore, Hermes, or the organization behind them, somehow managed to escape, at least in part. Worse, they seem to have somehow convinced one of the rogue Alphas to work with them. I can only expect them to be even more of an annoyance in the future. They are beyond our reach for the moment, but that will soon change. Unfortunately, they will likely have time to meddle before we can stop them. I fully expect them to use that Alpha to try and fight lust with lust. I do not know the Alpha's powers or what they are capable of, but we should assume they are already working to combat us.

"In the next nine months, we have a few goals. First, these unknown Alphas must be dealt with to ensure they do not threaten our power. Second, the organization controlling Hermes must be destroyed. They have no place in the world we want to build. And finally, we must find a suitable place to use as our seat of power."

"Why not this city?" Kaitlyn asked, her red wings fluttering behind her. "The heart of the virus and the first place claimed as your own?"

"That was my first thought as well, but it won't work for one specific reason." A dastardly smile appeared on Ares' face, one that Grace couldn't help but love. "We need somewhere that can be easily isolated." Grace felt her own confusion mirrored on the faces of her sister-sluts, and their king quickly explained.

"I've decided not to infect all of humanity with the virus. Instead, we bide our time, establish our power, and then sweep across the continent. We corner everyone who tries to flee against the ocean, somewhere with plenty of space where they can grow and build everything they need. At the same time, we keep the Infected from getting to them and just allow them to go about their lives. They'll flourish and reproduce, giving us a plentiful stock of victims we can pick and choose from as we like."

"A kingdom for you to rule forever," Grace whispered in awe. She hadn't considered what might happen if all of humanity was infected, but now she didn't have to. They'd be able to have a never-ending source of new humans to infect.

"A dynasty," their king corrected, rubbing Aphrodite's belly again. "But that's a ways off and we have important things to do first. Foremost of which is to test the limits of these powers. If the group behind Hermes is coming for us, we need to be ready to face them and whatever tricks they have."

"Master," Evelith interrupted demurely. "I believe the organization's name is Olympus. I saw the name once on a document by accident." Ares gave her a short nod, which made the devoted, curvy girl shudder with happiness.

"Good, at least we know the name of our enemy. Now we'll..." An unsettling feeling ran down Ares' spine. He couldn't entirely place it, but the instinctual part of him where the virus lived whispered danger. Vivian also stiffened, her ears swiveling and her tail puffed up.

"FOR OLYMPUS!!" a sudden voice shouted, a muscled man bearing the hallmarks of the virus appearing over the lip of the improvised tower and charging towards Ares. His enhanced body moved surprisingly quickly for someone his size, but more terrifying was that he had basically snuck up on them all without any of them noticing. Once revealed however, the charging man had no chance of reaching the god while he was surrounded by his harem.

In seconds, they covered the man, furiously attacking him with their bodies and magic they controlled by instinct. Lilith formed a blazing whip of scarlet energy while Grace summoned glowing magenta chains to encircle his limbs. One of Zoe's arms lashed out, becoming a powerful tentacle that wrapped around his neck, **** him if he struggled too much. Vivian dug sharp claws into his chest while Lilith's whip cracked across his back, both feelings mixing pain and pleasure in the man's body. Regardless of who he was and where he came from, he still carried the sex virus.

"What is this?" Kaitlyn mused, plucking a small box off of the struggling man's shoulder. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was a camera, and if its blinking light was any indication, it was transmitting everything it saw. The fairy girl looked at it quizzically before conjuring up a ball of spellfire to incinerate it with, but the second before she did, she caught a reflection in the lens. In an instant, she was spun around and watching with horror as a strawberry blonde lunged for Ares and Aphrodite's exposed backs, razor sharp knives in her hands.

"Ares!!" she screamed, cocking her arm back to throw her orb of fire at the attacking woman, but her god was faster. In a blaze of fury, he reached out and seized the Infected woman by the throat, holding her in midair effortlessly. But despite being caught, the blonde continued to swing her knives, aiming for Aphrodite in particular.

"Kill...kill it...must stop it..." she babbled, her eyes wide and frenzied. Aphrodite let her mate stand up, his powerful arm still easily holding the attacker up.

"Must stop what?" Ares asked, his voice dangerously cold. If the woman could focus on anything other than her mission, she might have detected the threat there. Instead, she just answered.

"Stop offspring...cannot...allow...to live..." The god's blood froze for an instant before his eyes flashed red with hate.

"My offspring? You want to kill my child?"

"Must destroy..." the woman mumbled, still swinging her knives towards Aphrodite, who was well out of reach.

"...Kaitlyn, point that camera this way," Ares commanded, his voice as unrelenting as a glacier. The red-haired fairy quickly did just that, knowing better than to be on the receiving end of his wrath. The enraged god stared down the camera and whoever might be watching on the other side.

"I was content to let you be, Alpha. You always posed a threat, one I would have dealt with in time, but I was prepared to wait. I have changed my mind." With a swift movement, Ares' free hand plunged into the chest of the strawberry blonde woman, his fingers finding purchase in her heart. Without hesitation, he poured his empowered strain of the virus into her body, briefly warring with the other Alpha's strain before pushing past it and wreaking havoc on her body, making her thrash wildly.

"I do not know why you've thrown your lot in with Olympus, but I will ensure you live to regret it. Find a nice dark hole to hide yourself in, flee to the ends of the earth, try to face and conquer me, it doesn't matter. No matter what you do, no matter where you go, nothing will stop me from hunting you into extinction. For what you've tried to do, I will burn you from this world. Continue to oppose me, and I will make you suffer until the end of it.

Ares stared the camera down as the woman in his grip continued to thrash, her knives falling from her grip as her spasms intensified. Her eyes rolled up and her mouth hung open as horrible change swept through her. Ares' strain dug into her brain, eating away at it and melting it into cum, which quickly began leaking from every hole of the girl's face. Trails of it welled up from her eyes as spurts escaped her mouth, nose, and ears, all of them spilling uselessly onto her curvy body. Soon, her entire body went slack as the last of her mind melted into jizz, absolutely nothing of the woman she had once been remaining. Ares looked at the new fuck puppet for a moment before dropping her to the floor, leaving her kneeling there with an empty expression on her ravaged face.

"I look forward to coming up with infinitely many ways to tear you to pieces, Alpha. And if I can only promise you one thing , it's this: you will never touch my daughter." He immediately grabbed the small camera from Kaitlyn and crushed it into oblivion.

"This means war," he said, looking over the faces of the girls surrounding him. Each of them looked shaken, particularly his queen as she clutched her belly, but each of them was resolute as well, feeling some measure of their god's wrath at the thought that someone would hurt him. "Olympus is priority one. Crush or subjugate the other Alphas if convenient, but our enemy has already proven they do not mean to cooperate. We have to assume that these two were first attempts and that our future opponents will only be more powerful. Be on your guard always and destroy them all."

"As you command, my god," they all intoned, kneeling before him obediently, save for Aphrodite, who game him a gentle kiss.

"I know you'll protect us," she whispered to him, cutting through his rage in an instant and reminding him of exactly why he couldn't afford to lose this fight.