Ares and Grace seek out an Alpha

Grace flew ahead of her master, wholeheartedly happy to be with him once again. She longed for him with every breath, worshiped him as her god long before he took the title for himself, and hoped for the day she would be able to sit at the foot of his throne. She had been delighted when she discovered her magical powers, happy to have another way to serve the one who held her heart and soul.

"We're getting closer," he said from behind her, where he was undoubtedly looking at her ass. She hoped he was, and that the sight might entice him into plundering it. A small part of her said it was unhealthy how much she adored him, but she easily disregarded it as foolish and naive. Her Master was her everything precisely because she wanted him to be. "They're not more than a mile away. Be ready for anything."

"Yes, Master," she said, wondering if he would fuck her if the meeting went well. The hope made her pussy leak in anticipation and she had to **** herself not to beg after him. Though Ares still knew what she was thinking, even without tapping into his mental link with her. The growing scent of her arousal made it all too obvious.

"Now this is odd," Ares mumbled as the Alpha's mental signature became more defined to his senses.

"What is it?" Grace asked, dropping back to fly along side him. He mourned the loss of his view of her ass but her beautifully elegant face and jutting breasts more than made up for it.

"It almost feels like there's more than one of this Alpha. Like they managed to split themselves. I've considered it myself, but this one might have actually managed it. In which case we'll need to be even more careful. Multiple bodies means they can stab us in the back while smiling to our faces."

"No one will touch you, Master," Grace vowed, before a seductive glint took hold in her eyes. "Unless you want them to, of course."

"You just be a good little angel and be vigilant, and your god will make sure you're rewarded," he said, swooping lower towards where he felt the greatest focus of the other Alpha, noting how Grace's flight became significantly less graceful as she was hit with a wave of desire but not doing anything about it as she followed him down.

The duo purposefully set down a little ways away, both to make sure that they weren't seen as a sudden, invasive **** as well as to make sure they weren't dropping into a situation they were completely unaware of. A slow approach was the wisest and they kept their senses keen as they walked towards the large apartment building that echoed with the Alpha's signature.

Once they got closer, Ares and Grace realized the reason for the odd nature of the Alpha. Two identical blonde girls were furiously fingering each other against a wall, with a few more of what seemed to be the same woman around the parking lot. Only one woman in sight didn't look the same, a brunette that didn't seem to be infected at all if her frightened expression and crouched movement was any indication. Unfortunately for her, she wasn't sneaky enough to avoid being seen and one of the blondes did her own sneaking and grabbed the girl from behind, wrapping her arms around the brunette's waist and pulling her into a hot kiss. The blonde pulled back, but the brunette chased after her, diving in for another kiss to try and satisfy her newly infected mind.

Just as Grace was about to look away, she realized the show wasn't over. The brunette woman was quickly becoming blonde, the exact same shade as her partner. Her meager chest and ass grew and her face shifted, until the two very different girls became one and the same. They both shuddered through an orgasm together, clutching each other in bliss.

"They're not splitting, they're copying themselves," Ares murmured, watching the two women continue to make out, their fingers sinking into the others' pussy. "If I had to guess, I'd say those two are the same right down to the thoughts in their heads. They're a hive mind."

"A gross term, but I guess it's accurate," one of the copies said as she approached them, swaying her sexy hips. Ares noted that many of the other duplicates were watching those swaying hips with intense and lustful concentration. It seemed odd, especially if they really were a joint consciousness. "Hmm, look at you. Not too bad, I'd fuck that cock of yours, but it'd be a shame to deny everyone else of it. Especially that white haired whore next to you. My gosh, look how tiny those tits are. Can you even get a man yourself or do you have to beg for that dick?"

"So what, slut? Sounds like every guy you fuck grows a pussy just to become a better lay than you!" Grace shot back, pressing herself against her god. "At least I can satisfy my master!"

"Your 'master'? Wow, not only are you less sexy, you're a toy for a man? Talk about low self esteem! Does his little prick make you feel so good when he's fucking you from behind like his bitch? Maybe I should fuck him after all, save womankind from that thing."

"YOU SLUT!" Grace screamed, properly incensed by the insult to Ares. "I'll edge you until you beg for him to fuck you, you bimbo carpet muncher!"

"Grace, calm down," Ares ordered coolly.

"She insulted you, Master, she deserves to be tortured, especially if she can't recognize the god of the new world! I'll-"

"GRACE, BE SILENT!" he commanded, instantly shutting her up and making her drop to her hands and knees with fear. "I apologize for her rudeness, please don't count it against me," he said to the blonde woman.

"Don't worry, it's natural for a slut to feel threatened by a prettier woman, especially when looks are clearly all she has going for her," she said, clearly not really paying attention from the way she was staring at and playing with her breasts. Ares couldn't help but hear the irony in her statement and just barely held an insult back. "So what do you want? Usually boys who know my secret don't want to fuck me, unless they're really keen on getting these hot tits. Not that they end up existing to enjoy it. Are you coming to take one of me as your personal slut? 'Cause I'm not really into that. I mean, I get it, buuuuuuuut nah. Mmhh, I'm sexy."

Ares struggled to keep his annoyance out of his voice; this girl was quickly becoming obnoxious. "I'm curious. I could sense you from a ways away and wanted to see who and what you are. Get the lay of the land so to speak."

"Well, I don't blame you for wanting to come take a look, I'm pretty much the sexiest bitch basically ever."

'Not even close,' Ares thought to himself, but he didn't interrupt.

"But let me tell you, it's quite a story. I used to be a normal girl, still pretty hot but nothing like I am now. But then..."

'OMG, sxy gurl comin' through. I guess second puberty is real, cause the girls have been getting bigger recently. You all can't touch, but don't worry, I will for you.'

"Fuck I'm hot," Sydney said, brushing her hair back as she looked over the picture one last time before posting it. She waited five, six, seven, eight seconds...and then the first comments and likes started pouring in. Giggling a little to herself, she idly started reading through them, drinking in the flattery. The hand not occupied with scrolling also slipped down to her legs and her needy hole between them.

She honestly couldn't believe her luck recently. She had always loved how she looked, admired her own perky breasts and firm butt, and gotten no small amount of attention from posting sexy pics online, but recently she had really filled out. Odd for a twenty-year-old, but she wasn't going to question it, especially if it made her this popular and made her this hot. Sure, she had felt hornier lately too, but she hardly saw that as a problem. Quite the opposite actually.

"Yeah, that's right, you all jerk your whimpy pricks to my hot fucking body. You all wish you were me, wish you could squeeze these tits, wish you could stare at my ass, wish you could finger my pussyyyYYYY!!!" Sydney had to put her phone down to hold herself in place as she came, staring into the mirror and drinking in her own blissful expression. She came down from her extremely satisfying orgasm quickly, but didn't move for a minute, staring at her gorgeous face in the mirror.

"Fuck I'm hot," she said again before reading through a few more comments and going about her day, trying to ignore the urge to masturbate again.

'Even bigger today! Going to need new clothes soon, but I think these still have some stretch in them. Thoughts?'

Sydney giggled as she uploaded today's post. She could barely believe how quickly her body was changing, but she couldn't say the changes were bad and therefore couldn't find a reason to worry about them. Plus, her swelling breasts were just so sensitive and felt exquisite. Sure, her long brown hair was becoming increasingly shot through with blonde, but she liked the contrast and somehow the color just seemed right. Her growing horniness was slightly worrying, but she could barely keep her hands off her new body anyways. A few more good feelings while she was already pleasuring herself was far from a bad thing.

Her need hit her full **** when she saw herself in a mirror, her larger tits standing out as a firm shelf of boobflesh. She watched her hands trace over herself, up her toned belly, over the cups of her bra to her flushed skin, and gently sinking into her breasts. Her nipples pulsed and she gasped, barely stifling a moan that might draw attention from her family. Not that it would really be an issue, they had all been understanding of her rapidly changing body, but then she would have to stop and she just wanted to enjoy her sexy bod. Searching fingers slipped inside her pants and she started fingering herself.

"I'd fuck me. I'd totally fuck me. I'd fuck me so damn fucking HARD! Cum cum cum, cum you sexy bitch, cum to your own sexy body! Oh shit YES~!" Her legs gave out and she slumped to the floor, shaking with ecstasy that only grew each time she felt it. She stared at herself in the mirror, watching her abundant flesh bounce and shake as bliss ravaged her body. The sight was so beautiful, so incredible, so sexy, that she came again immediately. She would have thrown her head back from the utter rapture of it if that hadn't meant losing sight of her shaking body, something she couldn't bear to let happen. She loved herself, loved making herself cum, and loved watching herself cum.

"I'd love to fuck me," Sydney moaned before her orgasm died and she collapsed into aftershocks.

'Think I'm finally done, what do you all think? These tits enough for you? I'm loving them and they go great with this hair. Guess blonde is my new natural color.'

Sydney just had to go out and show off. She had masturbated herself into a stupor twice when she woke up for the day and found her fully altered body waiting for her and so desperately to flaunt it. It was almost a need, beyond her natural tendency to show off her hot curves. So she went out and found a nice spot in a nearby park and started sunning herself, paying more attention to how many stares she attracted than the evenness of her tan. Every man whose eyes bulged and trailed over her body, every woman who compared their own assets to hers, they all made her tingle with excitement.

And as they considered her, she considered them. She looked each and every person over, imagining what they would look like between her legs or face first in her properly giant boobs. But none of them quite measured up to her desires. Her lust increased but she never saw what she considered to be a fitting partner. Some of them came close, but not close enough for her to act on it. So she just laid there, torn between indecision and lust, until someone unexpectedly came up to her.

"Hi, excuse me. Sorry, I don't mean to interrupt, but I couldn't help but notice we look really alike. What a coincidence, right?" Sydney looked up to see a blonde woman that did indeed look a lot like her. She wasn't as sexy of course, with smaller breasts, shorter hair, and not nearly as pretty a face, but the resemblance was definitely there. In fact, it was so close that it made her lust bloom into a blaze she didn't bother trying to control. She just lunged forward and tackled the other blonde to the ground, furiously making out with her in the hopes of some measure of fulfillment.

Each kiss was more fulfilling than the last, until the two women were moaning and grinding against each other in unison. Sydney thought nothing of it until they both reached orgasm at the same time and she felt it twice as powerfully. The girls writhed against each other, moaning and babbling, until they came down and Sydney realized she was staring at herself out of two pairs of eyes. She looked at herself and moved her hand, only to have her copy move hers too. She squeezed her tit and so did the other, and she felt the pleasure from both the squeezed orbs. As the ultimate test, she fingered the other girl's pussy and gurgled when she felt two rushes of bliss rock her bodies.

Throwing everything else to the wind, she dove back into herself, pulling as much raw pleasure out of her two bodies as she could. A small part of her wondered what had happened to the other girl, but as soon as she figured out how to make her movements asynchronous, the thought vanished. Instead, she focused on bringing herself to alternating orgasms, timing it so that one body came immediately after the other came down. The pleasure was intense and she could only keep it up for a few minutes before she was **** to collapse.

"I can fuck myself," she said with a gasp, looking at her other self with all the desire she could muster. She looked back at herself through the other's eyes and yearned to jump herself again, but had a different idea first. Without needing to talk to each other, the two copies moved in perfect sync, angling the camera and posing perfectly. One of them played with their tits while the other typed out a new post. As soon as she was done, the two sprang back together, kissing madly and groping each other for all they could reach. They moaned into each other and Sydney completely lost track of which body was her original one. In reality though, it didn't matter, so long as she could love herself like this forever. Her last thought before she came at her own hands was whether she could create more copies of herself out of others. She knew she'd have to, just as soon as she stopped squirting over her other self's tongue.

'Turns out anyone can be my lookalike! And why wouldn't you want to? Look forward to more of these sexy bods in the future!'