Eris makes her official debut in court

Eris strode towards the throne room with smooth, sinuous grace and an idle sway in her hips. Nothing bumped up a girl's confidence like fucking her girlfriend in and into a sexual fervor, coming back to yourself to find your friends having fucked each other to sleep, and then cuddling up with your blissed out girlfriend for the night. To call the day before fun was an understatement in the ****. Playing with her powers followed by getting accidentally bimbofied and having mindless sex for the rest of the day was, unsurprisingly, a damn good time.

She'd woken up that morning refreshed and still somewhat sated to the sound of knocking on her door. One of the thrall-like servants of the Citadel quickly informed her that her presence was required before the full court in an hour and immediately left. Eris had put the time she had to good use checking in on Julianne, Paris, and Shena, summoning a servant to get rid of the two ruined bimbos that were vacantly laying in the middle of pools of sexual fluids that weren't entirely their own, shooting a quick load of cum on Vera's tits, and slipping into the perfect red dress, one that was a purposeful mix of skin-tight and rumpled fabric, tasteful cleavage, and high thigh slit to show off her long, smooth legs. Her hourglass figure was complemented by long, flowing hair, lightly tousled with the blonde gradually turning to vibrant pink towards the ends, a shade that matched her eyes perfectly. All in all, she was sexy as hell and she knew it.

Pushing open the side door to the throne room, she was unsurprised to see her parents already there. She was surprised to see them actively fucking, her mother bouncing on her father's lap without a care. The smile didn't leave her face when she saw Eris, she only seemed to increase her pace. Aphrodite's gasping moans resounded through the room, her heavy breasts bouncing delightfully, and the princess found herself much more taken by the sight of her mother than her father. She would love to suck on those heavy breasts like she had as a baby, feel those soft lips on her own, have it be her own cock inside and making the goddess heave for breath.

"It's a little late, but happy birthday, sweetheart," Aires said without a break in his thrusts.

"Thanks, Daddy, I guess I haven't seen you since the night before."

"We figured it was best to give you your space while you worked things out. From what I've heard from Sierra, you've been doing plenty of that." The tall god's hand slapped Aphrodite's ass and she moaned louder. Eris' groin throbbed sympathetically, though she didn't know if it was for her father or her mother.

"So you just left me to figure out potentially catastrophic, self-annihilating abilities on my own and figured it'd be fine?"

"That's how I did it," he said with a shrug, then tilted his head back and groaned as he came into his wife and queen, who had a look of absolute satisfaction on her face. Eris gave her parents a moment while she suppressed her jealousy of her father at being able to creampie the blonde goddess straddling him. Had she really never realized how absolutely incredible her mother was?

"I'm not sure the question of whether you turned out 'fine' is one that can really be answered, baby." Aphrodite's crystal clear tones gave absolutely no indication of the pounding she had just received, composed and smooth as always. "You know the real reason we didn't check up on her was because you were fucking your way through our harem like a beast. Venus is still **** and I think Grace is going to start worshiping your cock instead of you after what she went through."

"I've fucked her through walls before."

"Not through the wall of your own cathedral in front of her acolytes."

"Can you, um, not? Please?" Eris asked, squirming with discomfort. Not at hearing about her parents fuck, but from powerful arousal. The imagined sight of her tall, tanned, powerful Titan father pounding her mother, her aunt (or whatever Venus counted as), Grace, Zoe, Evelith, Vivian, Rebecca, Sierra, and probably Cecilia too was so very, incredibly enticing. It also painted in sharp relief just how many hot women were now open to her. She wanted to taste the unique pleasures each and every one of them could bring her. It was quite obvious too.

"Oh, sorry, sweetie, you'll get your chance to fuck them all soon enough," the queen said, gliding to her daughter with incredible grace. "Happy birthday." A warm kiss between the two Divine women stole Eris' breath away, the weirdness of kissing her own mother not even registering thanks to how good it felt. Aphrodite pulled away and the princess helplessly tried to chase after her lips, to no avail. "Your dress is so hot. But who do you think wears it better?"

Eris looked up to see her mother wearing a very similar dress to her own, albeit with way more of her much thicker thighs showing and only the bottom halves of her tits covered. For how similar the pair looked, the probably could have passed for sisters instead of mother and child.

"You look like an easy slut," Eris said and Aires laughed from his throne, his long mane of red hair shifting slightly as he adjusted himself. He was wearing his facial hair thick today and his musculature was bulging and visibly powerful, not to mention flexing in fascinating, very nice looking ways with every slight movement.

"Careful, love, or I'll remind you of that time I taught Grace how she should properly worship me instead of just you." A bit of the amusement on Aires' face did drop off at the threat and Eris couldn't contain her curiosity.

"What did you do?" she asked and Aphrodite smiled widely.

"Hmm, I wonder? I'll give you a clue, your father only got to watch for a week. Just ask Grace about the last time she saw the Heart of the Citadel and you'll get the rest." Eris' belly throbbed. She remembered when she had seen what maintained the tower she lived in. Everything had been innocuous enough, but the wiggling of many green tendrils and the eternally smiling state of the Heart's guardian had painted a clear enough picture of what happened down there to a girl that was keen enough to understand some of what was hiding behind the curtains of the Citadel.

"As I recall, I got you back for that. But we can reminisce later, we have a people to address first. To introduce to their second goddess." The three of them sat on their respective thrones, Eris' placed to Aires' right just as Aphrodite's was on his left. Each one differed in size and decoration, but they were all placed to be equal in status. From that perch, father, mother, and daughter watched various representatives of the city districts and the various countries that had pledged subservience to Othrys, both the diplomats that lived in the city and a few . There were also those from the few groups of Gifted that had obtained their own sovereignty and negotiated for their own places in the new world. They weren't many, but they were certainly eye catching, more different than even the other Gifted present in the throne room.

Over the course of an hour, the room filled, Aires and Aphrodite occasionally stepping down to talk with a particular individual or group while Eris watched from her own chair, all too aware of the numerous gazes directed towards her. She tried to stay above it, not give them the attention, but occasionally she could feel the depraved desire and lust in the stares that urged her to look. Every time, she was disappointed. They were never looking at her, only at what she was, just like they always had. It was a stark contrast to how Vera treated her and only spurred further distaste in the princess.

Finally, Aires' voice boomed through the hall, enhanced both by the structure of the room and plain magic. "I call this court to order." The power of his self-made divinity resonated in his words and all other sound in the room died. Eris could see all the guests looking up towards her, most of them well dressed, but few of them notable, at least among the normal Gifted and Pures.

Among the few of note were the varied members of the royal harem. The ever angelic Grace was watching with a curious mix of annoyance at the girl that used to torment her (and still did if she was being honest) and reverence towards the goddess she had ascended as, her second in command Kiera with her. Evelith and Zoe were next to each other, servant and drider making an odd pair, and Cecilia was at the back with Venus and the eternally shackled Naomi, held captive as a glorified trophy for all these years since her defeat, or so Eris was told. Vivian and her daughters lurked at the edge of the room, the triplets only paying token attention to the proceedings and mostly messing with each other. Sierra's many selves stood at attention at the open doors along with a number of dryad guards, all serving faithfully. And all alone in the very back was Vera, adorable and standing in the corner. Their eyes met across the room and she was the only one to get a smile.

Rising from her throne, Eris stood in front of her father, smiling cheekily once she knew no one could see her except her parents. If her father was going to insist on a show like this, she was at least going to have her bit of fun from it. "The foremost matter before us is the princess' coming of age. She has ascended and stands beside myself and Aphrodite in status and power. From this day forth, Eris of Othrys shall be recognized as Divine and goddess by the city and the world, and takes her place as a true heir to the Contagion and its people. All hail our new goddess!" Aires' proclamation was met with cheering and applause from the crowd, though none clapped harder than Vera.

Spurred on by the adulation, Eris turned and drank in the applause before returning to her throne. It shifted as she sat down in it, changing from a rather plain, if incredible well made chair to a gorgeous work of art made from thin, shining green metal and sprouting living pink blossoms across its twisting, artificial boughs. It was simultaneously refined and ostentatious, just the way Eris like it.

"With that matter settled, I welcome any in attendance today to congratulate the princess and to present your pleas to her as you would myself or the queen." Quiet murmuring filled the court, no one immediately offering their grievances or requests. Eventually one very blonde woman came forward with a giggle, walking away from a young woman whisper-shouting at her. The woman was hot, MILF-ish, and very obviously a bimbo. Her soft face and plump lips made it pretty obvious, but the shamelessly exposed inner slopes of her tits and hidden but prominent nipples left no room for doubt. She stopped in front of Eris and bowed, then frantically tried to keep her boobs from spilling out of her top entirely, to limited success.

"Hi Princess, you're, like, so pretty. I totally think so and my baby girl does too! She wondered if she could be, like, a sex friend or something! She sucks cock really good, I taught her everything she knows!"

"Thank you, but I decline," Eris said shortly and with a smile thinned from slight annoyance, but the mother didn't let that bother her, if she even noticed.

"Aww, okay. Thanks, Princess, and, like, congrats!" The woman quickly turned around and flounced back to her embarrassed daughter, who began scolding her parent as soon as the ditzy blonde rejoined her.

The rather ridiculous request broke the oppressive reverie that had covered the crowd and more people began bringing their cases forward. Most were standard affairs: people requesting specific changes to themselves or others, asking after someone gone longer than they should be, or other small matters. These were often handled by subordinates, as they really didn't require royal review, but the small cases were allowed to slip through to give Eris a more broad picture of the people's usual worries.

That was all fine until Eris saw a well dressed, dark haired young man coming forward with a firm look on his face. His straight back and broad shoulders didn't bend or budge as he approached, keeping his officious uniform decorated with a few small medals and the colors of Croatia, if she remembered right. He bowed stiffly to the three royals before facing Eris.

"Honored princess! I, Andrija Simicic, grandson of President Zoran Simicic of Croatia, appear before you today to request your hand in marriage. The country of Croatia has long been a supporter of Othrys after the Gifted appeared there, drawn by our miles of gorgeous Mediterranean coastline, warm weather, and flourishing tourism. Seventy percent of the staff on our many luxurious resorts is comprised of Gifted individuals, with that number only expected to rise further. Our art is famed around the world and we are rich in the history of the world. Our waters are crystal clear and rife with life of every variety, as are the mountains and hills. I would hope that you could see in the country a place to make a life of your own." The young man, no older than 25 Eris guessed, finished what could only be a prepared speech and lowered himself to one knee, keeping his head bowed in respect.

Eris was glad for that, since it kept him from seeing how hard she was trying not to sigh and roll her eyes, only years of her mother's drilling keeping her from doing so. She had expected this, but it was only at this moment that she realized what so many of the young men and women from around the world were in the crowd for. Even if she turned this proposal down, there were thirteen others lined up behind this one to suffer through, each one doing their very best to secure the hand of the most desired and eligible woman in the world. She wanted absolutely nothing to do with that. And so she slowly rose from her throne, to the murmured surprise of the court, and stepped forward.

"Andrija, thank you for your proposal. I admit I'd love to see your coastlines and these resorts, they sound enchanting. I would accept your proposal, upon one condition." The whispering of the crowd intensified and a number of the other suitors stared with shock.

"W-what is it, g-goddess?" the man asked, just as surprised as the rest of the audience.

"The Contagion is alive in my blood and I am Divine by its power. If I get married, whoever I marry would need to prove themselves to be just as worthy of the Contagion as myself, just like my mother and father did eighteen years ago. So if you pass my test, I don't see any reason not to accept." Eris smiled benevolently, but underneath that she was smirking up a storm. The bait was set, and this fool was about to swallow it whole.

"Yes! I...would be pleased to undertake your test, Princess." The man answered with a little too much enthusiasm at first, but quickly recovered himself. Idiot.

"Very well. If you can withstand this for one minute, you'll have my hand. Are you ready?" Another nod and Eris reached forward to touch him on the head. As soon as she did, the Contagion burrowed into him and he began gasping and writhing, his already rather obvious cock now standing out firmly from his dress slacks.

"NNGHHHSSHFFF!! Whha-at is thisssss??!!" Eris felt a moment of remorse for Andrija as he started scrabbling at the waistband of his pants, obviously crazed with desire. It probably wasn't his fault he was there asking for her hand. But she wasn't going to waste time finding a 'deserving' victim just to make a point. And in a few seconds, it wasn't going to matter who she chose anyway.

"If you can avoid cumming your brains out, you get to marry me. If not...I guess we'll just have to see." Andrija clearly wanted to say something, but that was also the moment he got his cock free and immediately started stroking it with everything he had. The agonizing feeling inside him drove him on, only abating slightly thanks to his frantic jacking. He could feel that only one thing could bring him relief anymore and the aching fullness of his balls only heralded his own end.

"NNAAaaahhhttt faaaIIRRR!!" he shouted through clenched teeth, trying to hold back pleasure that was more than he had ever experienced. Eris just scoffed quietly but dismissively.

"Why should it be fair? You think I want to marry you? Or any of them? As far as I'm concerned, this is what you deserve for thinking you could tell a teenage girl what to do. You must not have sisters." Eris' casual tone didn't match the Mediterranean man's struggle at all, his agonized expression showing just how much he was struggling. And as the fourteenth second passed, he began losing.

First went his short, almost buzzed hair. It got a bit longer and quite a bit thicker, keeping its dark color. Fingers lost their thickness and hands their size. Inside his shoes, feet shrank. And his cock grew, longer, larger, sucking all his strength into that one organ and leaving only softness behind. By the time 18 seconds had passed, tits enough to fill a moderately sized cup had formed and long, thick thighs strained his pants. 21 seconds gave him an ass to match and 23 ballooned his tits to enormous size, nipples standing out with firm prominence.

"Almost halfway there," Eris said in a quiet, sing-song voice and tears began flowing from Andrija's eyes from the torturous effort. "How much longer do you think you can last, with a cock that big and so full of all your male essence? It wants to get out, I can see it bulging with it all. Only that grip is holding it back. Better hold tight~"

"Or let go. Am I such a prize that its worth holding back? Will there even be any of you left if you manage it? Might as well cum while you can still enjoy it. Otherwise you'll just be a husk for no reason. Might as well be a husk because you jizzed yourself away. Right? And it's not like you're going to turn back into a guy, I totally prefer girls. Just cum already and we can both be done with this." Andrija's determination and grip on her cock faltered for just a moment, but that was all it took.

"NNNGGHHGHHHAAAAHHHGHH!!!" A howling, utterly feminine screech filled the opulent throne room as a gigantic stream of semen shot out of Andrija's massively enlarged cock and hit the floor with a prolonged splatter. Turned out converting every last bit of someone's masculinity into cum resulted in quite a bit of the stuff. It was a singularly enormous puddle and the last Andrija would ever expel, the last trace of his former maleness shriveling away in a moment. By the time the clock hit 29 seconds, the young man was gone and replaced entirely by a beautiful, black-haired woman standing in a daze and trying to understand her new existence.

"That's a shame, he didn't pass," the princess said, once again speaking so everyone could hear her. "Would anyone else like to vie for my hand? I'll give you the same opportunity and the same test." She had to try very hard to keep from smiling at the horrified looks shot her way by her potential male suitors. Some of the women seemed slightly more inclined to try, but the gleam in Eris' eye at their considering expressions quickly made reconsider. "No? Alright, but the offer stands." The statement sounded more like a threat than an offer.

'Glad to have that dealt with,' Eris thought to herself, going back to her chair and noting the amused smiles on her parents' faces. A little shrug was all the explanation she gave and the proceedings of the court began again. Predictably, there were absolutely zero further proposals, so Eris mainly spent the time making eyes at Vera in the back, watching the brunette slowly tease herself. Once the audience was finished, Eris was going to show the girl exactly why she had no intention of getting married.