She wants to rule as Queen

Displaying just how confident John had made her, Saethryda rolls her hips over to John and pets his cheek. “The current queen of this kingdom is an aging old hag, and the people deserve a suitably beautiful ruler, make me their queen instead”.

Not quite what he had been expecting, but it was definitely up the alley of what he had been planning to do when he came here. John thought about it, “I’m definitely intrigued by your request”, using his powers to view the current queen – about 60 years old, well past her prime and covered in unsightly spots and wrinkles – it was hard to argue about the hag comment. “What’s in it for me to grant this boon for you?”

“Being the supreme creator must be supremely burdensome, letting me rule directly over your subjects will ease these burdens for you”, and as if to demonstrate further her intentions, Saethryda bends down dramatically to pluck another berry from the bucket, given her ass a slight wiggle for effect as she does so. Sashaying her hips back over to him, Saethryda starts rubbing her body up against his, as she reaches up to delicately push a berry into his mouth. She moans again and softly closes her eyes as she lifts onto her toes to plant a passionate kiss on his still mouth, forcing the berry further in with her insatiable tongue. She breaks the kiss as John gulps in shock, momentarily caught off guard as she forcefully pushes him to his knees. Working her way behind him to begin massaging his shoulders.

“Mhmm” John starts, “that’s definitely quite a convincing argument but…”

“Patience my lord”

“Very well”

As Saethryda continues her ministrations, John finds his mind wandering aimlessly as he takes him the wonderful sensation of her hands moving across his shoulders and down his back.

“Mmmfffp” Saethryda struggles to stifle her moan, having decided to switch things up a little, now massaging John’s scalp with one hand while the other explored her dripping pussy.

“Aahh” he lets out in response, lavishing in the sensations of fingers running through his hair and removing tension he hadn’t been aware of until now “Oh!”

Saethryda moves back in front of John to continue presenting her case for queendom, using her free hand to gently push him onto his back as she stuck her cum covered finger into her mouth, slowly licking it clean before inserting it into John’s gaping lips. As John savoured the taste, Saethryda worked his jeans down his legs as she hiked her skirt up and slowly lowered herself onto his rock-hard member. Wow, she thought, I’ve managed to successfully seduce God himself.

Mind overwhelmed by the feelings coursing through his brain (and penis), John struggled to keep it together – it would of course by trivial to use his powers to do so but he isn’t thinking straight right now – and quickly finds his balls threating to burst at any moment. Saethryda expertly responds to the twitching sensations she feels coming from his dick (how this peasant girl was such an expert lover was anyone’s guess, maybe it came with the confidence?) at the same time, she fully removes her dress and shoves a giant tit into John’s face.

“Unghhh…” John pants as an eruption of semen leaves his dick into her waiting snatch. Seemingly empowered by her wants, it is absorbed into her being and begins moulding her into the queen she desired to be.

The first and most obvious change is her skin darkening several shades, as her hair takes on a wavy jet-black appearance. Next to go is her clothes, which are replaced with a skimpy black and gold one-piece dress that bares her luscious legs and round belly. She rises up several inches on strappy golden heels while a delicate beaded tiara appears to adorn her head. As if sensing some remaining power available to her, Saethryda focuses on some further improvements by plumping up her butt and giving herself a toned but not excessively defined stomach. Not quite happy with the height given by the heels, she also raises her height to a respectable 5’9” (6’2” in the heels).

“Wo-wo-wow!” John struggled to say in response to the transformation before him. It seems that Saethryda has taken heavy inspiration from the beauty standards of the neighbouring Egyptian-esque kingdom in deciding upon her appearance and so he figured there was no harm in combining that land with this and giving her dominion over both.

“Thanks lover boy”, Saethryda purred as she felt knowledge of her new domain enter her mind, “but you know what?”

“What?”

“I didn’t get to finish” this came with a sexy pout.

“So-sorry, I don’t think I can go another round just yet” John rasped out as he tried desperately to regain his breath.

“That’s ok, I have another plan”

At this, she suddenly positioned herself so she was standing directly over his head before squatting down to **** her still hungry cunt onto his mouth.

“Mphpmm-mm, mhmm ahh ple-” John failed to say as a hand grabbed the back of his head to trap him in place.

“Oh no no no, you’re not getting away that easily. Lick!” she commanded him and he obeyed. Eager to please his newly formed Queen, John manages to muster up some enthusiasm and quickly brings her to a loud and messy orgasm. Desperately trying to pull away, she keeps him in place “drink it all down my lord”.

Again, she was commanding him, and yet again he obeyed. Did Queen outrank God in this universe or was it that he simply found it all too arousing to do anything but go along with it? Either way, he wasn’t about to stop now.

“Very well-done lover”, she whispers “you have excellent skill with that tongue”. As she stands up and starts walking away, John admires just how delicious her new ass has become. And after that display of confidence and seduction, he’s eager to see what she does as Queen. Maybe he could join her as King he ponders.