indulge that things are going swimmingly anyway

The two Rias scissored and fucked, each feeling an extraordinary arousal. It couldn't be less, after all, they were fucking the most perfect person in the world.

Their bodies were no longer human, they were much better, practically divine. They felt neither tired nor hungry, their only primary need, not even their reason for existence, was sex.

The memories of the two men they had been before becoming perfect had been completely erased and replaced. Now both were Ria, the famous South American dancer, all her skills, talents, and knowledge now available only to please herself.

How many times had she tried to find love in others, and every time she found herself disappointed by incompetent or lacking energy partners, but now she would only have partners of her caliber, and plenty of them.

In fact, part of the plan was to start converting the rest of humanity as quickly as possible before they improbably found a way to stop her. But faced with a divine temptation like herself? The plans only lasted until the battle began.

In fact, Ria imagined that every other Ria was doing the same as her, fucking other Rias, perhaps some lucky ones in threesomes or full-blown orgies. Deep down, she cursed the stranger she'd replaced for watching TV with only one other person.

But luckily, her wishes came true.

The Rias heard a door in the living room open, and in front of them was...Ria!

New Ria: Oh, how lucky! I was afraid I'd have to wait to convert someone.

In fact, they were indeed lucky. Who knows how many Rias have formed on their own with no one around them? How horrible...at least until they found/created another Ria.

Ria: Hi, Ria! What are you waiting for? Join us!

New Ria: If you ask me like that, how can I refuse? And you, gardener, will soon end up becoming me, because the more Rias there are, the merrier!

Indeed, outside the house there was a man, or rather a Ria in the making. His skin was already the right color, as were his hair. He was masturbating, repeating their names like a chant.

But the Rias didn't care about the man at the moment.

The two on the couch stood up and, pressed together, walked toward the new Ria, drawn like moths to a flame.

The three embraced in a triangle and began to kiss with tongues. Then two Rias dragged the third's arms behind her back and began sucking her nipples, while with their right hands they moved down the twin's ass to reach their pussies and masturbate.

All this to the background of the chanting sound of her name, which with each repetition became louder in Ria's soothing voice.