You don't take the potion

You decide not to drink it today... If you manage to get a son from the sultan, you might even become sultana of his realm! You empty the bottle, but spit it on some flowers before entering his room. You do as you have always done, pleasuring him with your skills, for which he pays in cum, right into your pussy...

But this day it will not be like the others... Today you have just gotten pregnant. Your plan worked. As soon as he realises what happened during sex, you convince him:

Lily (stroking the sultan's cock fast and firm while whispering in his ears): My dear love, my sultan... Your seeds bore fruit in my body... I am carrying your child, my love...

He sit up as he was hearing it, but you push him back to his back with your other hand and keep stroking him..

Lily: I am sure he was divine sent, as even with your potion, this child was destined to be born!

He can barely think rationally as you keep stroking him harder and faster after each sentence... You even grab his balls with your other hand to maximise your effect.

Lily: I firmly believe, a sultan's son deserves a good and luxury life, does he not?

Sultan: Yeees... yes, I think he... does...ahh....

Lily (applying more pressure): And his mother should help you raise him, shouldn't her my love?

Sultan (barely being able to speak of the pleasure): Yes, ah.. yes, surely... ah...

Lily (seeing he is about to cum): So you nominate me to be the sultana, isn't that right my sultan? Or how am I supposed to provide you with such pleasures after our son is born?

Sultan: Yes... I do...I do!

Lily: I can't hear it my dear...!

Sultan: YES, I DO!

Lily: You do what? I am afraid I can't catch any of it!

Sultan (cumming): I NOMINATE YOU TO BE A SULTANA! AAAHH!

Lily: Good, I am sure even your guards could hear this... Now, I hope you are happy my love... We shall rule together from this moment on!

A few days later, you are officially recognised as the sultana and with your influence over the sultan, you have became the effective ruler of his country. You have come far... One you were but a small noble's wife, you went to church daily to pray to your god, but was captured and sold as a sexslave... In the end, sex was what made you a ruler of a country... You might not have much honour or kindness towards others, but you used your pussy well enough to conquer the society you were **** to live in, from bottom to top!

THE END

Thank you for reading/playing! Please, do try other scenarios as well! You have earned a fine ending, but there might be a lot more to the story with different decisions!