Two Tickets to Paradise

I strolled through The Tetra with the former queen of Lar'Ya'Sha crawling on her hands and knees with a gag in her mouth and a butt-plug tail wagging in her rear. The monarch turned footstool's chains jingled as she struggled to keep up with the pace I set. It was always warm and sunny in this particular park. Day and night cycles being something under my control within my domain. The higher castes and the favored subjects were mingling and enjoying themselves amidst a ****-giveaway. The men and women taken from those defiant martian cities were being paraded around and jeered at by their former rivals. Martian politics had been fierce with cities going to war for whatever ice or relics they could scrape out of their dying world. Now the people of Ko'Do'Ha, Yar'Go'Slav, Dave, and a handful of other martian polis which had shown good sense, competence, and value were throwing once priceless fruits and vegetables at their defeated rivals on their way to be raffled off or turned into carnival prizes.
I found Xavier with a cat and lizard girl on each arm. My friend saw me in my golden-skinned divine form and fell to his knees. "Lord Owner. I...Thank you."

"Dude, get up." I told my best friend. "Its just me." I transformed into my human form and gave Xavier a shit eating grin.

"Dude! What the fuck! How THE FUCK! I mean..."

"It is a long story. Someone gave me a strange green goo that I drank thinking it was hobo-whisky. It gave me these powers and now I feel like I need to conquer the cosmos." I explained to my buddy.

"That was a pretty short story actually." Xavier said. "So, what is the plan and what do you need me to do?"

"I need you to rule over Venus." I said.

"Venus?" Xavier gave me a look as if I had shoved a lemon in his mouth. "Where the surface pressure is worse than the bottom of the ocean and the daytime temperature melts lead?"
"No, not that Venus. Come on." I opened a portal and lead my friend to a tropical paradise.

It had not taken my people long to establish a resort town on one of the millions of islands that dotted the global ocean of this world. The scattered pattern and varied elevations of the planets above sea level geography meant that violent storms never formed and moderate temperatures were the rule and not the exception.
The exotic looking blue skinned indigenous Venusians were adapting quickly to their role as live-stock. In addition to being expected to serve, obey, and please, like any other ****; My soldiers had quite by accident discovered that Venusian caviar is just amazing. As a result, egg laying quotas were being put on the females.

I handed Xavier and flute of champagne before scooping some Venusian cavier from the due of slaves serving hors d’oeuvres and drinks to the men and women who had colonized their homeland and turned their village into a tourist attraction. On the beach my subjects watched as the locals performed their water dances like a bunch of trained dolphins leaping out of the water in time and twirling about in the air for the amusement of their overlords. "This, and the millions of other islands that dot this planet, are all yours. Your mission is to turn this world into a temple of pleasure. A world where every scrap of land is devoted to indulging desire."

"So. I have the best job in the universe?" Xavier asked.

"Pretty close." I said.

"So is everyone going to be a weird alien? Any human tourists? human sex slaves?" Xavier asked.

"Both." I said. "In fact, that reminds me, you know that actress you said needs to spend less time trashing her own movies and more time sucking the cock of the fans that keep her skinny ass employed?"

"I mean, that is like half the actresses in Hollywood, what about it?" Xavier asked as I opened a portal to a dimension almost like my home but where the Patriots won the Superbowl XXXI, and grabbed Rachel Zegler and dragged her across the cosmos. The Hollywood starlet looked around very confused before a pair of bronze-caste started ripping her designer clothes from her body.

"Have fun." I told him before portalling away. I would leave Xavier to his task. I had to prepare for an interview.