A meeting with leaders.

By: Nick369

Liz was telling the truth about her having an important meeting to get to but she downplayed just how important. Normal people would have meetings between businesses to trade deals and contracts or simply discuss a project that would help them or the company. But that's just normal people and Liz is anything but.

This was no mere meeting, it's a diplomatic discussion that would forever change the fate of the world as they know. Liz has gone through the boring process of **** and temporarily replace all the world's leaders with androids who mimicked them exactly so nothing was out of the ordinary. And she could have just left it there, pull the strings from behind the scenes and do a Palpatine. Although she's not declaring herself senate, it could very easily be done. But she didn't want that, she wanted the actual leaders themselves to announce the changes. She knew there would be possibly backstabbing and roadblocks along the way so she took the effort to, 'take care of them'.

Replacing rivals and enemies, **** possible threats, subtly changing the political landscape without a notice, replacing or convincing the leaders of important offices like law, prisons, police, military. Although she didn't kill anyone, the list goes on and on to make sure her plan was absolutely unbreakable. All she needed was to get the leaders onto her side and push them all to do her work.

All this time Liz has been the nice, if dominant, big young woman with an enormous sexual appetite and a large body. She may be 19, she may sound 19, but she was far beyond that. This was her dark side, changing everything behind the scenes to suit her and her only. She did try to find less dark alternatives but with the world, as it is, this is simply the most effective and sensible method to her. At first, she didn't like to be the bad girl but after experiencing it for the first time, she's ready to indulge herself a bit.

In a special room sat all the world leaders on a long, rectangle table with bags over their heads. The room is slowly being pumped with Liz's pheromones, only they were scentless, to make them more passive and agreeable with her which is a permanent effect which, in the long run, will subtly change their minds to suit her needs. Slowly claws came out from behind each of their chairs and pulled off the bags, much to their confusion. None of them knew what was going on. One moment they were going about their daily business and the next they were knocked out and ended up here. As soon as they noticed each other, words start to fly.

"What the, what's going on? Did you do this?!"

"Of course I didn't! Why else would I be here?"

"I had the best guards stationed to protect me, there is no way this is happening."

"From the looks of it, it seems like someone when through an **** effort to bring us all here."

"Preposterous! Who in the entire world would possibly want all of us in one room at the same time?!"

Suddenly, the large doors at one end of the room opened all on its own, a large, overly sexual, feminine silhouette dominating the frame. A commanding and authoritative voice spoke out, coming from all around the room at once, shaking them to their core and penetrating their very minds, eliciting a more primal fear within them. "That would be me, gentlemen." Liz has been practicing to speak in a very specific tone that would command the presence of all in the room, in a tone that made her sound like she's everywhere at once and made people subconsciously think and obey her every whim without them being consciously aware of it. She found the human mind incredibly primitive but easily changeable, like an open book for her to modify and change at a dime.

All of them recognized her immediately before she even stepped into the light. "It's YOU! The little young woman that became famous practically overnight." Liz giggled at this remark. "Oh why thank you very much, although I'm not little and it didn't happen overnight, I appreciate the enthusiasm." Liz was dressed in a more 'formal' attire if you could even call it that. With simple black trousers and an open black coat with the white shirt underneath trained against her body. Her large nipples making long tents in a downward direction despite flaccid and her gurgling bulge, plain for all to see as her muscles threatened to rip new holes in the attire.

One of the leaders demanded. "Why did you bring us here? What do you want with us?" Liz waved her hand. "Now now gentlemen, all will be explained in due time. So with no further thoughts, let's get this meeting started and over with."

"You can't do this to us! We helped you in your endeavors, what wrong did we do to you?!" Liz stared down at him as he shrank back into his chair from her intense gaze. "As I said, all will be explained in due time. Now without any other interruptions, let's get on with this." She clapped her hands as a large screen descended from the opposite side of the room and smaller screens popped up in front of each leader.

"I have a proposition to make." She said as she walked down the room, hands behind her back, head held high, shoulders straight, chest forward and walked with a confident strut, hips rolling, butt swinging and a brown sea of hair flowing behind her, a proud, confident and knowing smile on her face.

"I have noticed that, despite my best efforts, this world is still suffering from many problems. Selfish wars, greedy gain, **** of power, famine, disease, lack of action, rising crimes, and many, many more. I invited you all here to be the first wave of a slew of changes I will be bringing to the world. On the screens, in front of you, I have provided several instructions on how to proceed, tailored to your country and leadership, and so on. The general idea is, you will all be finding a way to make life better for everyone and announce peace between each other, slowly bringing yourself under a single, united banner. That's the end goal anyway."

Each leader looked at their own screen and many of them recoiled from disgust, horror, terror, and anger. "You can't possibly think this is a good idea, there is no way anyone, hell the world would accept this! You have gone mad! Absolutely mad! No, I will not accept this. None of us will and you can't make us." Liz simply gave him a plain look, then she started to giggle, that giggle turned into laughter, and that laughter got louder and louder until it was almost deafening, from her strong voicebox and her powerful lungs. Sweet tears coming down from her eyes as she started to control herself.

"You think you have a choice in the matter? You should know that I prepared for every occasion." She began to unbutton her shirt. "And I mean every occasion." The leaders began to notice a very faint but sweet smell in the air as Liz has begun to produce more pheromones as their minds began to feel clouded and heavy, their eyes glazed over as it became harder to recall a thought or even think for that matter. Liz slowly took off her shirt, making sure to put extra emphasis on her curves as she dragged the shirt over it, exposing more and more of her tan and selected flesh.

"You don't have to fight it you know." Her voice now changed to more pleasured, breathy, and lusty moan. "All of this." She motioned at her body. "Could be yours if you simply just accept my offer."

DING!

One down, more to go. "But it has to be from all of you, after all..." Her shirt and coat fell to the ground. "A girl can only satisfy herself so much for so long before it starts to get..." she dragged a finger over and around her areola, teasing her nipple as it stiffened and gave a small gasp. "...boring."

DING DING DING DING DING

This is too easy. She dragged her hands over her muscles, cupping each mound, flexing each muscle and kissing and slowly licking her biceps, a pleasured moan coming from her juicy lips. "I have never been fully satisfied in such a looooooooong time, but, maybe you could change that, and in return." She dragged her fingers over her trousers. "I will pleasure you all so hard, RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP that no other women would ever be able to deliver the same satisfaction."

A tsunami of dings, everyone pressing the button with a raging hardon in their pants, mouths salivating and with glazed eyes staring longingly at their future mistress. Only one remained the person who rebelled against her. With a smile, she strides towards him, making sure to put extra emphasis on her hips and butt, her naked body quickly casting a shadow over the little man, her pheromones and musk practically suffocating him. "All you have to do," Picking up her heavy cock with her hand she pressed the slit against his face, ", is press the button."

DING!

Like a pack of ravaging zombies, they all swarmed towards her as Liz simply laid on her back to allow easy access as they all clambered over each other and other. Quickly liberating themselves of their clothing they all licked, kissed, rubbed, humped, worshipped, caress, touch, felt, stroked, and dragged themselves over her body. Liz herself was stroking ten penises in each hand, performing a blowjob on five as she used her tongue like a snake and dragged them closer and deeper, her legs and feet receiving generous love in the form of kissing, licking and stroking, her nipples and breasts being kneaded and nursed by several people at once as she showered them with her thick milk like a hose, her vagina acting like a powerful suction cup for one poor fools head and her penis being treated like an overly spoiled dog as it was rubbed, kissed, humped and stroked among other things.

"That was much easier then I thought." She thought to herself as she felt several orgasms being erupted onto her body as she quickly short-fused their minds with pleasure and lust beyond their wildest dreams and comprehension.