Queen of dominance

Everything turned white for a spilt second and then you found yourself walking hand in hand with a woman you remember to be your sister, both of you surrounded by an Amazonian honour guard and a retinue of maids.

You and your sister had carefully engineered to not only be excellent leaders but to look the part also. Your subjects may be engineered to play specific roles in society but they were still human enough to need their feelings reassured about the arrangement. Thousands of paintings and sculptures from across history of both noble ladies and goddess had been mathematically analysed to create leaders that exude trust worthiness. You both have small mouths with plump, red lips, straight noses with high bridges, jawlines that were defined without being overly angular, pale skin, shiny brown hair that is slightly wavy and large brown eyes capped by eyebrows that were only mildly arched. Before your dynasty took power the scientist who designed them had experimented with sexier faces however those prototype queens were quickly rejected as haughty bitches as soon as they started giving orders.

Were the two of you differ is your figures and clothing. Your sister is of average height with a noticeable hour-glass figure while you are tall and built like a boxing champion. You are wearing an army officer's jacket kept open to show a frilled blouse underneath, a long simple skirt that allows for maximum movement, riding boots and classic crown. Your sister on the other hand is wearing a silvery gown that shows off her motherly hips, jewelled pumps and a crown that looks like it was made from woven flowers.

As the two of you round the corner into the throne room you are met by a bizarre sight. At the far end were you expected there to be two ornate chairs there are instead two nude women being attended by a team of maids. The women were being groomed and sponge-bathed by most of the maids but each had a girl pleasuring them. The women screamed and clutched at their breasts as you entered. Your sister wasn't bothered by this at all only giving the scene an amused smile. What was truly shocking though were the women's' bodies. They were unusually short with very wide hips and shoulders and bigger breasts than you imagined possible. They each had four legs. Two short muscular legs at the back and two at the front so long they had to bend into what would otherwise be a sitting position.

Once the four-legged women had finished climaxing the maids quickly dressed them in stockings, high heels and gowns but no underwear. The maid who had been eating out the right-hand woman bowed to you and said "The thrones are ready your majesties".