The celebrations

When you woke up you could feel two bodies pressed against you, however strangely you were not sleeping on the cold hard stone but rather a luxurious bed. More interesting was the mouth that was wrapped your cock as you woke up. Looking down it appeared that your favourite **** had decided to wake you in the best way possible.

“Sorry to wake you Master, but you should know that following our victory here the Tamarians insist of holding a feast in your honour. I thought it would be a great way of understanding their culture if you get my drift” she said with a smirk obviously referring to your changes.

“Well certainly” you answer “make sure you wake these two sluts”

“With pleasure” she said with a smirk her eyes darting towards your two bedfellows “msagro”

The orgasmic screams of your bedfellows was better than any alarm clock. As you walked down to the feast of what was possibly a hundred of the sexiest members with your girlfriend and two sex slaves you found yourself sitting next to another incredibly hot Tamarian, this one appeared to wear what you assumed was some sort of erotic parody of a biker uniform.

“Who are you? And what’s with your dress?” you ask, curiously.

“I’m Korind’r Master, and this was a design of the anicent Tamarians” she explained, somehow you were skeptical.

“Really?”

“Yes before the Citadel Empire the Tamarians were masters in the art of sex, we were prided as the greatest whores in the galaxy and were renowned for our prostitution services given our enthusiasm and lack of males in our species” she explained, you could immediately tell this was bullshit caused by Zatanna’s magics. But that to you just made you enjoy it more.

“Is that so?” you ask with a smirk.

“Yes, but when the Citadel came they **** us into brutish prudishness, for us a fate worse than ****. Now that we are free Master, and with Fuckfire inspiring us we hope to rekindle that lost culture” she explained, initially somber but then lightening up.

“You are not free, you are now my slaves, but I assure you that I’ll return your kind to your old way” you remind her.

“Then I look forward to the future. I’ve heard you intend to use our ships to become an instellar empire, and you’ll be giving us access to your enhancement process, I look forward to the union of our species under your rule” she said, the rest of the feast continued in much the same way with similar conversations from those at the feast, although with a lot of fucking whether it was you fucking your new species, with your slaves or you having them fuck each other. Though all good things must come to an end, and several days later you were returning to Earth. Not that that was a bad thing, but you still had to decide what to do next to further extend your power.

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1. Create a new synthetic race

2. Batwoman

3. Enchantress

4. Terra (suggestion by nightmaster000)

5. Create your magic order

6. Mera (suggestion by Lawless)

7. Cheetah (Nicholas Alexander)

8. Stargirl

9. Any further suggestions

10. Live Wire (suggestion by Fxx)

11. Miss Martian and Artimus

12. Televised Orgies

13. Begin your first steps to an extraterrestrial empire

14. Lady Blackhawk