A cannibal of sorts

It is hard to believe that the woman in front of you was once a huge man. Only her piercing blue eyes remind you that this was Gloss.

She smiles at you. "Strange I know and understand what you did to me, I should be angry. But, more than anything I want to eat you...out."

You are wet at the thought you have created another being like yourself. Soon your kind will rule the universe. Each prisoner you free will become a super intelligent lesbian, as eager to taste you as you are them.

You smile at Gloss, slipping off your pants. "You may."

She buries her head into you crotch while you massage her large lobed skull. She is exquisitely skilled and you quickly have a massive orgasm.

Illiana smiles. "That seems to have worked quite nicely."

Gloss looks over. "If we are to be an all female master race, how will we reproduce?"

"There will be no need. It is only a matter of time until we uncover the secrets of immortality. Now I think it's time to begin creating our first **** race. Mira, if you would do the honors."