Victory Parade 2
It's been ten months since the Fall of Egypt. Zia Rashid, queen of the First Nome, Chief Priestess of Ra, wife of the Pharoah and the most powerful of the Eyes of gods, bore a healthy half Greek baby girl from her swollen belly. Carter Kane, once the Pharoah of Egypt and a symbol of its strength and masculinity, was reduced to an infertile cuck who polished his conqueror's cock after his conqueror was done fucking his wife.
The rest of the captured Nomes followed suit. The females vigorously followed the example of their queen, offering themselves and their wombs to their enemies cocks. The boys were forced into watching, and afterwards, tending to the many babies the virile and sexually inexhaustible Greeks produced. A few of the more sneaky and rebellious boys tried to impregnate their mates before the Greeks could and before they were castrated. But they were summarily dismissed by their women in fits of laughter for their hopelessly inferior cocks, to an Egyptian woman the thought of getting bred by an Egyptian boy was now much like that of a tall, voluptuous supermodel getting bred by a small, pubescent kid.
But pockets of resistance held out. Fleeing the Nomes, they regrouped and hid, striking at the Greeks in guerilla raids. An embarrassing number of these groups were exposed by their wives, girlfriends and mothers turning them in the Greek conquerors. Others were hunted dowm. But some persisted. The most active and dangerous of the rebels was the remains of the Brooklyn Nome led by Sadie Kane, who with her unsullied goddess (Isis was well acquainted with hiding and biding her time), became enemy number one to the Greeks.
But six days ago, they received a secret message from Zia, claiming to be alive and begging for rescue. They had all seen the oil bowl broadcast of the Fall of Egypt and how Zia had turned. But the letter persuaded them that it was a fake, a propaganda attempt to demoralize the Egyptians. Everything from the size of their cocks to her own lewd submission was doctored. It gave them a location and asked Sadie to come rescue her and Carter. Faced with the thought of losing her best friend and brother forever, Sadie decided to mount a rescue attempt with Walt, weighing the consequences of leaving her there far greater than the risk that she had turned.
Recent intelligence gave her a critical opportunity to strike. According to it, the Greeks had devoted all its troops to invading one of the other ancient religious societies of East Asia, who were proving more troublesome than previously thought. For a few precious hours, the First Nome would be entirely free of Greeks. It was then that Sadie and Walt mounted their rescue. Racing against time, they must extract their king and queen before the Greeks return.
"By the gods, it's dark and dank in here," Sadie muttered as she crawled in the pitch black ventilation shaft, her enormous breasts dragging across the cold steel. "Are we there yet?"
"The message Zia secretly sent to us said she was held in the royal bedroom," Walt said, consulting a little piece of magical parchment that served as a map. "We should be right above it."
"Alright, I'll get this grate open and we'll drop straight onto her," Sadie said, grabbing the bars of a ventilation and slowly, quietly pulling it aside.
Walt frowned. "But... But what if what we saw on the oil bowl broadcast was real and Zia had turned? This could be a trap!"
"Oh, that's just Greek propaganda to demoralize us. It was fake," Sadie reassured him. But even as memories of that depraved video surfaced in her mind, she rubbed her legs together unconsciously.
The grate swung open. Sadie and Walt nimbly dropped into the ground, wands raised. Clad in nothing but loose, blackened cotton tunics, they were quite well hidden in the dimly lit room.
"Looks like the wardrobe," Sadie said, squinting at the rows of clothes, torchlight flickering above them. "She said we was in the bedroom. Follow me."
The First Nome's royal chambers were a huge, multi-room building carved into the First Nome's passages. Going straight into a secondary bedroom and taking a right at the hall, they reached the double sandstone doors of the royal bedroom.
"It's been ten months, Sadie," Walt warned. "Even if they're here, the Greeks could've done lots of nasty things to them."
Sadie nodded, steeling herself for the prospect that her brother and best friend could be in some horrible, twisted situation. But if they were, all the more reason to get them out now. With a great push, she opened the doors and gasped.
Zia was peacefully sitting on the edge of an enormous bed, dressed in a simple white dress and perfectly unharmed. Her chocolately skin practically glowing under the torchlight, she seemed as calm and beautiful as Sadie remembered her. Carter was seated on the side of the room beside a cradle. When Sadie saw her best friend for the first time in ten months, and in every second of those months dreading that she was undergoing some horrible treatment, Sadie broke down and ran towards her.
"Zia!" Sadie cried in relief.
"Sadie!" Zia joyously cried back.
The two Junoesque women gracefully leapt towards each other, their deep cleavage bouncing at every long limbed step and wide, fertile hips swaying from side to side. They crashed together, their soft, bubbly boobs cushioning the impact from their tall bodies. Nipples rubbing each other through the fabric and round hips grinding against each other, they embraced their long unseen friend, cooing hellos and are-you-okays softly into each other's ears. At the touch of each other for the first time in ten months, they let out a pleasured and long held back sigh, needily grasping each other's jiggling body.
Their boyfriends watched, their erections straining uncomfortably in their tight pants as their girlfriends squished their soft, nubile bodies against each other.
"Are you alright?" Sadie whispered into Zia's ear.
"Yes, yes I'm fine," she whispered back.
"Gods, I was so worried," Sadie moaned. "I've been looking for you all this time, worried to death!"
"And I've been thinking about you every second I was imprisoned!" Zia whispered. "Hoping you'd come and save me!"
"It's alright, I'm here now," Sadie reassured Zia. "Now let's get you out of here. We don't have much time, the Greek army could return anytime!"
"Wait, we can't go just yet!" Zia said. "I've found something buried deep in the vaults of the First Nome. It could turn the tide of this war and help us free all our imprisoned comrades!"
Sadie gasped. "What is it?"
"I'll tell you on the way there. But... Only you and I can go," Zia said. She turned to look at Carter and Walt. "You two, stay here. But before we go, we have to change."
"Change? Into what?" Sadie asked, puzzled. Zia flung opened a cabinet and showed her.
"This," she said, blushing. And Sadie blushed too. Inside the cabinet was an array of thongs and bikinis stretched out on coat hangars. The thin pieces of fabric, more string than clothing, were emblazoned in a variety of not-very-subtle racial and nationalistic colorings. There was one emblazoned with the blue and white stripes of the Greek flag. A bikini had the Ankh stitched on each enormous cup, but with a big pale cock and a pair of huge balls going through the hole. Another was the tricolor flag of Egypt, but in the place of the Aquila it was a tall, white figure getting orally serviced by a busty silhouette carrying a crook and a flail on her knees. A third was a bikini, with an arrow pointing to the wearer's pussy with the words "WHITE COCK ONLY".
"No, I am not wearing that!" Sadie cried, her chest turning a deep red from just looking at the lewd clothes.
"We have to," Zia urged. "There are still some Greek auxiliaries wondering around in these halls. This is the standard clothing of the captured women. If we wear these, we can slip right past their noses!"
"But... But..." Sadie uncomfortably squirmed.
"I know," Zia said, reassuringly stroking Sadie's back. "You don't want to strut around almost naked in front of these Greek brutes. But if you're feeling embarrassed, remember that I'll be right there beside you wearing the same thing!"
Sadie suddenly saw herself almost stark naked in the bikini, and beside her was Zia, her tall and juicy body jiggling in the thin strings of the bikini, her soft roasted coffee skin completely open for her to gawk at. A little deep, dark corner of bisexual urges screamed happily. Even Sadie, usually straight as a steel ruler, got a little wet at the thought.
"OK, let's do it," Sadie said. Together, the both of them squirmed out of their clothes, sliding their loose cotton down luscious thighs and exposing the bare flesh beneath. Then their heads snapped back to the boys who's eyes were popping out of their skulls.
"Er hem," Zia said sternly.
"Turn away," Sadie ordered, annoyed.
The two gawking boys turned sheepishly away from their girlfriends.
The girls clothes slid into a crumpled heap at their feet. Their tall, glorious bodies glowing softly under the torchlight. Next came the most embarrassing part. Turning away shyly from each other - yet not so far away that their greedy eyes couldn't dart onto the other's body - the women unhooked their enormous bras and slid their tightly stretched panties, removing what little pieces of fabric separated their magnificently well endowed bodies from the world. Sadie stepped forward first, giving Zia and eyeful of her beautifully smooth and perfectly round ass cheeks. Sadie selected a raunchy little thong with the Greek flag on it, adorning her beautifully sculpted pink pussy and full round breasts with the flag of her conquerors. Zia chose a skimpy pair of white panties that pointed to her groin and said "WHITE COCK ONLY" and a matching bra that declared her massive, heaving chocolate globes and the milk therein to be "FOR WHITES ONLY".
The two voluptuous beauties spun their top heavy bodies round and strode out of the room, each not so secretly eyeing the other as their smooth muscled pneumatically propelled them across the cold stone floor. Stepping out of the royal room, they headed through the maze of alleys to the First Nome in a breast sloshing sprint.
"So what it this thing that will save us all?" Sadie eagerly questioned, the sprinting not taking a breath out of the fit girl.
"Deep in our vaults, I found a chair that will increase the power of a god a hundred fold," Zia replied, the running similarly not daunting Zia's healthy and well trained body. "Ra has since left me, but if Isis were to be sat on it, she could easily crush the Greeks!"
Sadie smiled. "Then let's go there right now!"
"But first, we have to make a stop somewhere," Zia said. "But bewarned. It may be... Disturbing."
"Now that I'm here with you," Sadie cooed, running after Zia. "I fear nothing!"
"That's good to know," Zia said. "But still, brace yourself."
At that word, Zia rounded a corner through a door leading to a large and grand hall. Sadie let out a startled cry, and her knees went weak. It was inconceivable. It was worse than she thought. She could never have prepared for this. In the hall, rows upon rows of women were being milked like cattle by large pumping machines
Sadie's mind reeled. In the massive hall, rows of what must've been thousands of her former Egyptian friends and colleagues were stripped to the waist on body-length sandstone tablets. The women of Egypt carried an enviable bouncy endowment on their chest, each fit for a herd of cows. But this natural bounty being extracted by large glass cylinders attached to each of their massive breasts. A pneumatic organ would let out a hiss as it sucked the air from a cylinder, sucking the massive boob in and pulling a thin stream of milk from their stiff nipples which was greedily siphoned through a thin tube into large, crystal vats which mixed the milk of a half dozen Egyptian women into a creamy, foaming mixture.
Left, right, left, right. That was how the machines worked, alternating between pulling from one large then the other to suck a continuous stream of milk from the subdued women. At every suck, the women would moan and whimper as a stream of milk was pulled from a sore nipple, fat from overuse. A second later the machine hissed and milk was sucked from the other nipple. The never ending thirst of the machines had sucked the milk from these fat tittied girls for hours, but yet such was the inexhaustible bounty of the Egyptian women that they chest were still ripe with rich creamy liquid. They were blessed with a seemingly endless capacity to produce milk from their juicy bodies.
"What... What is this?" Sadie gasped, her pretty, innocent face stretching wide in horror.
"It's one of the milking rooms," Zia said, leading Sadie deeper into the horrific hall where their women were being treated like cows. "The Greeks milk us to feed their numerous children."
"It's... It's awful!" Sadie cried. "That's... That's Anne Grissom! I know here! I'm good friends with her daughters!"
Sadie rushed over to the busty blonde getting milked.
"Anne! Don't worry, we're here to rescue you!" Sadie said urgently. The beautiful mother looked up, her previously unfocused eyes swiveling onto the face before her.
"S... Sadie? You're here? Knew you would join eventually," Anne said with a delirious smile. "You want to use it? Here, just let me get it off. Sorry, it felt so good that I lost track of time..."
Anne stirred from her tablet and raised her mature body, her breasts swollen from bearing two children, and began to pull a large glass cylinder off.
"No, Mrs Grissom, I don't want to put that on!" Sadie cried in shock. "I'm here to free you! We have to leave! Your daughters will be worried sick about you!"
"Mary and Shelly? Oh, they're just over there," Anne said, gesturing towards the tablets beside her. Sadie didn't notice before because they were hanging off the tablets with their young post puberty breasts swaying off the edge, but both of them just on the adjacent tablets, moaning softly as they were milked.
Zia grabbed Sadie's wrist and yanked her away from the horrific scene. "We have to go. Before someone sees us."
The stunned girl didn't resist as her best friend pulled her shellshocked body up to the other end of the hall, beside an empty tablet. But it was too late. A Roman solider stepped out of the other end of the hall, tall and with blonde hair, clad in cleaning silver armor. His eyes instantly snapped onto the jiggling forms of the two Egyptian women.
"Stop!" he barked. The two women instantly ground to a halt. The soldier marched up to them. The ladies' trembled beneath his gaze, lips quivering in fear that they had just been found out. Their bodies burned with shy embarrassment as their skimpy bikinis revealed their soft, well developed bodies to the enemy.
"Where are you two cows going?" he said.
Zia and Sadie internally bristled, the two proud women taking enormous offense that a base solider would talk to them, a queen and the Pharaoh's sister, like that. But the Greeks had won, and now even the foot soliders had higher authority than them. Their annoyance was largely overwhelmed by fear at what he could do to them.
"To the baby rooms, sir," Zia meekly muttered, averting her eyes from the Greek soldier's deep set gaze. "We're due to tend to them."
With a callous finger he flicked one one of Zia's nipples. Her body squirmed in embarrassment.
"You two need a milking," he said.
"Excuse me sir, but we really are late," Sadie muttered softly.
"Silence. I won't tolerate this from a bunch of Egyptian sluts. Now get onto the milking machines!" he ordered.
Zia's and Sadie's eyes went wide in fear. On one hand they could be caught. On the other, they could be milked. The sheer danger of the situation, and the stench of the sweet surrendered fluids of the comrades, made them horny in a very perverted way.
"Okay, I'll go first," Zia relented.
Zia placed her bikini clad bum on the stone, warmed by some previous occupant, and unhooked her bra. Both of her enormous mammary glands sprang outwards as her G cup bikini fell away.
"That's it. Get those rockin' tits out. Our boys need all that good stuff in your boobs," he said with a lecherous grin.
"Yes, sir," Zia meekly replied, picking up a large glass cylinder, slightly stained on the inside with milk from a previous occupant.
Sadie watched in shame and horror as she was powerless to do anything as Zia pressed a cylinder against her boob. Flicking a switch, the machine began to greedily suck, slurping her titty meat into the glass jar with a loud sucking noise. She placed the other cylinder on her remaining breast, which likewise quickly suckered itself onto the juicy gland.
"Please, there has to be some other... " Sadie cried.
"Shut up, slut. You're next," he harshly retorted. Sadie cowered at his words, the tall, prideful girl taking a step back and fearfully casting her eyes downwards.
"Say, why do you sluts have so much milk anyways," the Greek solider asked.
"It's because... Our breasts are always swollen here," Zia said, squirming unhappily. "We don't know why, but around the Greek men... Our boobs become really sore and filled with milk. We have to get it pulled out or our already enormous chests get really heavy and painful."
Despite her objection, Sadie was curious and aroused. The thousand strong chorus of her fellow mages and colleagues moaning, among with the slight hiss of milk spraying against the cylinder had (embarrassingly) caused her to leak a little from her puffy pussy. Her mind was boiling over with the thought that she could see her stunningly beautiful and voluptuous friend get milked in front of her.
With a hiss, the extraction began. Zia moaned as the sunctioning cup pulled her enormous breast deep into the glass, yanking in half her soft titty meat into the glass container and forcing it to fit its shape. Her other breast followed suit. A little dribble of milk began to drip from her teats.
"Shit, I'm so backed up it's not coming out," Zia moaned needily. "Sadie, I know it's weird to ask... But could you please reach from behind and squeeze my tits?"
Sadie's clit grew hard at the thought. If Zia were looking closely she could see it through Sadie's panties. But Sadie eagerly straddled the tablet and sat behind Zia, pressing her own impressive mammaries against her soft back and reaching around to grab the base of her tits. With a tight squeeze, a powerful hiss of milk sprang from her tit.
"Oh fuck, that feels amazing," Zia moaned with relief.
"But... To think you're using your own milk to feed the Greeks..." Sadie shifted uncomfortably.
"If it feels this good, it can't be all that bad," Zia moaned.
"Resist it, Zia. You're here on a mission!" Sadie whispered..
"I know... But.." Zia moaned.
"You, onto the next machine," the solider ordered. Sadie meekly nodded. She replicated what Zia did, sitting on the edge of the tablet and taking off her bra. Her pink nipples rapidly hardened in shame under the gaze of her conqueror. Suckering the two large glass cylinders onto her enormous breasts, she uncomfortably squirmed, her enormous chest sacks getting pulled into the machine. As her boobs were sucked into the glass and the machine began to voraciously slurp her milk out, she gasped, her eyes widening in surprise. It really did feel good. Sort of like emptying her bowels, or pissing out a full bladder, but more soft and pleasent. Before long, the first hisses of milk began alternately spraying out of her sore, sensitive nipples.
"Y-you're right, it does feel pretty good," Sadie moaned to her friend.
After fifteen minutes of milking, Zia had filled up a good part of the vat alone. But she wasnt done yet. Both her holes were dripping like a juicy steak, staining her "WHITE COCK ONLY" panties with their inappropriate arousal in front of her hated Greek enemy. Her lower half was begging for something big and hard to be stuck into it.
The Greek laughed and slapped her juicy rear with an enormous hand, sending the poor girl forward with a help.
"Nice panties. I'll accept the invitation," he said with a grin.
"You can't! I'm... Already pregnant you see," Zia weakly excused.
The Greek frowned. Then relented. "Alright, you get the Greek panties instead."
"Greek... Greek panties?" Sadie quivered as she was powerfully milked.
"You never seen it? It's something we invented to deal with your little faggy Egyptian boys," he said, picking up a device that looked like a pair of panties with a dildo attached through a ring. The odd thing was it was the opposite of a strap on - the didlo was pointing inwards.
He threw it to Sadie. "Put it on your friend."
"No," Zia groaned.
"You... You mean.." Sadie softly gasped in disbelief that her dreams were coming true.
"Yes," the Greek ordered. "Shove the hard part in her pussy and tie it around her waist."
Zia was bent by him doggy style on the tablet and her panties pulled down to her round ass cheeks onto her slender ankles. Sadie picked it up from the hard part and almost dropped it in shock. It was absolutely enormous. The thing was a curved piece of what looked like marble ten inches long, carved in the exact replica of a white cock. Even the surface had a certain organic softness to it. The fluted head alone could've choked an anaconda. Sadie looked at Zia's tight little pussy, puffy and a pretty shade of light brown and pink on the inside. It would never fit!
"Hurry!" Greek barked. Sadie trembled under his order and obeyed, awkwardly shifting onto a side of the tablet and reaching over to Zia even as she was milked. Prodding her friend's unfortunate tight pussy with the solid head, she tried pushing it in. Luckily, it was still dirty and wet from the previous user. At the touch of it, Zia moaned, the milking and pussy stimulation beginning to overwhelm her.
"You see, some of your Egyptian boys are a little harder to break," he explained. "So we invented this. A 24/7 mechanized dildo in his ass, molded from the cocks of our own generals."
With a grunt, Sadie's armed pushed the huge flared head into her best friend, eliciting a whimper. The rest of the shaft was easier after her entrance was stretched out, but not one bit thinner. Yet Zia's pussy seemed to start to comply, dilating and yielding under the device's warm touch.
"We stick this up their ass and lock it there. On any Greek's command, it starts unleashing hell on the hole it's in," the Greek said with a nasty grin. "It pumps in an our, revolving the curved shaft once every point eight seconds. It obliterates his cute little asshole and smashes his prostate."
Zia's pussy was even more eager now. Groaning and trembling, Zia wiggled her fat brown bubble butt helplessly in the air as her milk was sucked out from the front and her best friend viciously violated her sacred, sensitive pussy from behind with an abomination devised by their conquerors. Her pussy even started to eagerly gobble up the shaft, no longer just yielding but actively sucking the massive thing deep into her steamy insides.
"In seconds the Egyptian boy cums. Afterwards, he loses all thoughts of rebellion as he's kept in a permanent semi-orgasmic state," the Greek explained. "I mean, how do you fight back with a huge dildo in the shape of your enemies up your ass?"
With a plop, the dildo was pulled in entirely. Sadie collapsed back onto her tablet and watched in amazement as the device magically wrapped itself around her friends wide, fertile hips.
"Here, let me show you how it works," the Greek said. He snapped his fingers.
With a large sucking sound, the massive white didlo pulled itself out of the brown pussy, the shaft slowly pulling out like a log of poop. It pulled out until it was quivering like a fired arrow, only the fat cock head still pierced Zia. Then with a slightly whirr it revolved and buried itself into its captive.
Zia screamed as her insides were filled with ten inches of hard faux Greek cock. Sadie whimpered in horror, flinching and cowering as her friend was thoroughly and deeply fucked by the device. Closing her own legs in sympathy, she helplessly sat there as her friend was violated, one deep spinning thrust at a time, the dildo ramming into her like a pussy oil derrick.
But soon Sadie had her own problems. The machine, seemingly just warming up before, began to suction in earnest. It's pneumatic pumps blew up and down like a tornado, pulling Sadie's soft titty meat even deep into the glass and pushing it to fit its cylindrical shape. Her nipples, already puffy and sore, swelled and spat out stream after stream of steaming hot milk to satisfy the Grecian machines thirst. She let out a sensual scream along with Sadie as both of them were milked even more ferociously than before. And seeing her friend get fucked by the device set her dripping wet pussy on fire. Her legs rubbed themselves pitifully as Sadie could only imagine what it was like for Zia after she pushed that enormous fat Greek replica cock up her young, tight pussy. The Greek panties seemed to pushed even more milk out of Zia's already bountiful chocolate breaats, as if every deep burrowing thrust was squeezing her milk out of her body.
Both women collapsed onto their backs, hands clawing and toes curling on the warm stone surface as their genitals were brutally assaulted by Grecian contraptions. In their throes their back arched and they thrust out their enormous watermelons into the air. Young and freshly ripened, their watermelons sloshed around on their chest as they were juiced, spreading far apart as the women's shoulders contracted in ecstasy and their chests opened, as if presenting themselves for the machine to drink.
Zia pathetically tried to shut her legs but the machine was designed too well for that. It was tied very deeply into her, squeezing itself in between her ass cheeks like a thing. To many poor Egyptian boys and now to her, closing her legs didn't lessen the insistent and tireless burrowing of the invasive dildo into their insides.
"Oh no, please stop," Zia begged.
"If this keeps up... I'm... I'm going to cum!" Sadie moaned, her eyes rolling. "Please turn it off!"
"Not a chance, Egyptian sluts," the Greek soldier gloated, unbuttoning his pants and pulling out his monstrous white appendage. He licked his lips at the sight of the well endowed Egyptian women squirming as their milk was forcefully siphoned, and one hand he began to stroke his massive pale meat.
"Keep it up, sluts. Us Greek boys need those nutrients to grow big and strong," he said with a snarl, furiously pumping his painfully erect cock.
Both Egyptian women's head arched, titling their heads towards the solider. When they caught sight of his fat cock getting milked by his hand, they gasped and their bodies grew even more aroused.
"So... So big..." Sadie whispered in awe.
"And so juicy," Zia moaned at the Greek meat even as a replica was fucking her.
"Yeah, that's it you stupid sluts. Gawk at my big fucking white cock as we suck the milk from you," he snarled, pumping his cock even faster. The women obeyed, tongues lolling as they were milked.
"No, I'm going to cum," Zia moaned.
"Resist it!" Sadie whimpered, herself on the verge of orgasm.
"Fuck... I'm sorry," Zia groaned.
"No, I'm sorry, because..." Sadie moaned.
"I'm going to..." Zia groaned. "I'm also going to..." Sadie moaned.
"Cum!" they chroused in defeat. Their juicy bodies twisted and arched as from their fat pussies, a spray of juiced shot out and wet the tablets they were squirming on. At their orgasm, not only did their vagina release its juices, but their breasts shuddered and let out thick, sputtering sprays of hot milk that filled up the cylinder with creamy white liquid. The machine eagerly sucked, but their milk filled sack was faster, filling the glass to the brim with their bodily fluids.
"Fuck, those are some milky tits!" he groaned. "I'm going to cum all over them!"
His twitching cock burst like a fire hose, but instead of water, thick heavy ropes of Greek semen shot out. First he sprayed Zia, costing her brown tits and the glass that was suckered to it a translucent pearly grey. Zia groaned as she felt the hot spunk splatter over her chest. Then swivelled his hips, his cock spraying out a line of cum on the floor, and pointed it at Sadie, coating her fat jiggling breasts with the same liquid as her friend. He went back and forth, giving healthy doses of stinking cum onto the svelte women, who paralyzed in orgasm could only contort their beautiful faces in surprise - their mouth forming 'O' - at the enormity of the Greek soldier's cum. Once he was done, he flicked off the machines and pulled up his pants.
"Thanks for the show," he gloat Ed. With a snap of his fingers, the Greek panties stopped and he strode off. The glass cylinders fell aside and the two women lay there panting, experiencing orgasm far greater than their boyfriends had ever given them.
"That was... Something," Zia panted.
"It was amazing... But so wrong," Sadie moaned.
"We have to clean up," Zia said. "We can't let our boyfriends see us like this."
"Yes, and we can't tell them. They'll be so sexually threatened," Sadie moaned, both girls sitting up on the tablet. They surreptitiously peeked at the sumptuous bounty on the other's chest, their flawlessly round and smooth globes heaving slowly, the cum glaze steaming slightly in the air.
"But there are no towels..." Zia said. Both of them squirmed uncomfortably at the only solution, each not wanting to be the one to say it. Finally Sadie spoke up.
"I guess we could... Lick each other clean," she whispered to the girl sitting on the stone tablet across hers.
"I guess we have to," Zia muttered shyly. Bending low right in front of Sadie's chest, her small pink tongue ducked out and flicked a drop of cum hanging off Sadie's sore, puffy pink nipple. Quite enjoying the taste and feel of it, Zia moved upwards, running her tongue along the upper curve of Sadie's enormous pale left breast, clearing a section of clean skin between the layer of cum. Sadie shuddered as she felt Zia's hot tongue run over her sizzling flesh, gently toying with her stiff nipple before caressing the topside of her trembling bosom with its warm, wet touch. Zia meticulously proceeded, licking clean every square centimeter of her best friend's expansive milk sacks. She gently spread open her cleavage and ran her tongue through the deep crevasse over and over to clean in between them. Then gently pinching her left nipple - eliciting a sensual moan from her - Zia lifted a hefty tit to lap at the underside, first licking up the cum from the curved surface then going in deep to clean the fold between her chest and breast. With the other hand she pulled up her other breast, pinching both in the air as she gently and thoroughly cleaned it over, middle and under.
Once she was done, Sadie was hot and heavy. Sadie simply leapt at her surprised friend, ignoring her yelp as she buried her angelic face inbetween her friend's massive cum coated mammaries. Motorboating the fuck out of Zia's cleavage, her head was a frenzied hair flying and tongue lapping machine, her lips running all over Zia in crazed patterns as she sucked up her friend's cum and sweat. Zia could only moan pathetically as Sadie groped her chest with her mouth (and sometimes with her hands). Sadie licked her boobs, sucked on her nipple, bit her teat and slapped her pendulous watermelons around. It took awhile but eventually she got cleaned but Sadie kept on sucking and licking on her enormous boobs.
"S-Sadie, I'm quite clean!" Zia stuttered, grabbing her friends mane of brown hair and trying to pull her off.
"Oh... Yeah, sorry," Sadie muttered in embarrassment as she sadly pulled her head away. "We... We should continue."
"Yes, let's," Sadie replied.
"Wait! Before we go, I think," Sadie mummured shyly. "I think I should put on a pair of Greek panties. So I look less out of place among these well fuc- I mean unfortunate comrades."
"Are... Are you sure?" Zia said curiously.
"Y-yes! And I should learn what a Greek cock feels like inside me. Not because iw any to!" Sadie quickly added. "If... If a Greek brute were to force himself on me, I should be prepared, that's all!"
"Okay, if you say so. But once it's off, only a Greek can take it off!" Zia said, pulling hers to show her how tightly it was fastened and moaning a bit as it shifted inside of her.
Sadie gasped. "That's perfect! I mean fine... Could you put it on me?"
Sadie let out a yelp as she was suddenly drawn in close to Zia, as if for a kiss. She stared longingly into Zia's stunning amber eyes, her lips parting slightly in shock as the two buxom beauties thrust their bodies together. Her eyes fluttered.
" Z-Zia?" Sadie whispered. "Are... Are you... Oooohhhhhhh!"
Sadie moaned as from behind, Zia suddenly thrust the fat Greek didlo up her bum.
"By the gods! It's so big!" Sadie moaned as her world shook before her. Ten inches of mechanized cock wormed its way up her gelatinously quivering body, a hitherto unparalleled feeling. The panties quickly wrapped itself around her, drawing itself deep into her core.
Both women squirmed against each other as the modelled phallus wiggled uncomfortably all the way into their bellies, gasping slightly as they sympathized with each other's plight. But slowly, they extracted themselves from each other and took slow, cautious tiptoes out of the hall. Every wrong move felt like their organs were being rearranged.
"It's... It's tight!" Sadie choked out as her quivering body put another tentative foot forward.
"Y-yeah, those Greeks are pretty big..." Zia stuttered, her toes landing gently on the ground and causing her bikini wrapped tits so shiver like an enormous jello mound.
"I thought you said it was just propaganda!" Sadie said.
"Well I'm sorry! I knew but didn't want to sexually threaten our small dicked guys. Our morale is bad enough as it is," Zia explained. "This way to the vaults."
The two women continued down the winding corridors of the First Nome. They were mostly empty, and their journey in their scantily clad forms was unhindered. When they reached the door to the vault, Zia opened it with a magic word and they stepped inside. Inside the dim room lay countless priceless artifacts. Golden shields, enchanted spellbooks, the staff of kings, and magical weapons. But in the center of it all sat a white marble chair with restraints on the armrest and at the base.
"Is that it? It looks more like a chair to hold someone," Sadie said with a frown. "It doesn't look Egyptian... More. Like Greek."
"Oh trust me, this is it," Zia said with certainty. "Isis has to sit in there."
"Alright, I'll call her," Sadie said. She closed her eyes. Zia couldn't see what she was communicating with her, but she could guess it was trying to convince her to come out of hiding. It took awhile, but eventually a shimmering form materialized in the form, just a misty shape at first, then coalescing into a visible form.
A tall woman in a white dress towered over Zia. Her regal, haughty face was etched with high cheekbones and a sculpted face. And adding to her queenly appearance was skin impossibly soft and flawless skin, the same shade as Zia's, a smooth milky chocolate brown, but looked as if it had been bathed in milk everyday of its life. A mane of wild, long black hair ran all the way down her soliders and past her iridescent wings, fixed to her back like sculpted rainbows which glowed in the dim room. Her entire form radiated with power.
"And why do you call me?" Isis thundered, her voice so great and terrible Zia almost cowered. Huge, silky breasts, even bigger than Zia's, trembled and heaved as she spoke.
"Lady of Magic," Zia trembled, tipping a bow, her mind reeling from Isis' enormous and impossibly voluptuous form. "I have found something that could beat the Greeks!"
"Beat them?" Isis snorted. "They are far more powerful than you even know! I've been battling them for the past months to no avail!"
"Goddess of wisdom, behind me is a chair that will increase your power ten fold," Zia said. "Sit on it, and you will be unstoppable!"
"Will I?" Isis said. "You're sure of this?"
"I swear on my honor that you will absolutely wish you sat in the chair," Zia primly replied. Isis stared curiously at the girl. It couldn't do any harm, she thought, and strode over.
Slowly, she lowered her wiggling firm bum onto the seat, her wide hips grazing the sides of the armrest. With a soft thump, her luscious bubble-butt squished silky between the solid marble armrest.
"Is that it? I don't feel anything," Isis said, wiggling her lanky body Ana causing her chest to slosh around in her tight cotton dress.
"Oh, it's working," Zia said. "A throne fit for an Egyptian goddess. Its results will be apparent soon."
*CLICK*
In an instant, the restraints came to life and snapped themselves around Isis' delicate wrists and ankles.
"What's.. What's going on? I feel so weak!" Isis moaned as she felt the magic rapidly drained from her body. She could still move herself, but she was no stronger than a small girl.
Zia's face dropped its mask of eager determination to save her people into an altogether more sinister one that sent a shiver down Sadie's spine.
"What's happening, Isis, is that you've just sat on a chair that renders you powerless!" Zia purred. "Of Greek manufacture. Best in the world. Isn't that right, daddy?"
"Yes it is, princess," a dark and deep voice rumbled from the shadows. "From the Greek myth, manufactured by Hephateus to trap Hera. Renders them powerless."
"Who's there?" Isis cried. "Release me from this at once, or face my wrath!"
The voice chuckled and stepped into the light. It was huge, pale man with a mane of black hair, his sculpted, marble like chest glinting in the light, wearing nothing but a white loincloth.
"You've very demanding from a powerless piece of soon to be fuckmeat," he said with a grin.
"W-what?" Isis exclaimed in confusion. But Sadie realized what was going on in an instant.
"General Perseus!" Sadie roared, raising her wand. "This is for the First Nome!"
A bolt of power spat from her wand right into Percy's chest. But from out of nowhere, Zia's wand intercepted and deflected the bolt away.
"Bad girl," Zia said. "Daddy?"
With a nod, Percy snapped his fingers and a soft whirr filled the room.
"Oh no!" Sadie cried, as she felt the massive object in her slowly pull itself out inch by inch. Then it slammed itself back into her. "Nooooooo!" Sadie moaned as the pair of Greek panties she wore unleashed a brutal punishment on her sensitive tight pussy.
"It was all true!" Sadie gasped, her legs closing pathetically as the deliciously shaped dildo buried itself up and down her. "You... You betrayed us!"
"That's right. And I convinced you to wear that device. Right now, any Greek man could turn you into a orgasming slut with a snap of his fingers," Zia said with a grin as Sadie's quivering body collapsed onto its knees with a soft moan. Zia strode sharply towards the kneeling girl and titled her chin up to stare straight into her eyes.
"I gift wrapped you for them. Got to here in a bikini with a vibrator buried in you. But don't worry. You won't feel alone as you're getting brutally fucked by Percy. Because your boyfriend will be here with you," Zia crooned. At those words, a torch blazed into life a few meters away from them. In it's pool of light was Walt, bound to a chair and gagged, his eyes wide in panic. Beside him stood Carter.
"Carter! Save me!" the bikini model beauty moaned from the floor. Carter just shook his cute, fluffy head.
"Aw, I'm sorry, but I've trained your brother extremely well," Zia purred. She snapped her fingers. Carter bent over and stripped of his pants, standing with his legs apart to show off his grape sized balls and tiny, erect penis.
"He won't listen to a word you say, unfortunately," Zia said. Sadie cried out and doubled over, waving her sumptuous bubble butt in the air even as the Greek panties were fucking her so hard she had to crawl. Nails and knees dragging against the floor, she pathetically belly flopped her way to the door.
"So sad," Zia said disapprovingly. "But don't worry. You'll look fabulous flying up and down Percy's dick."
Zia viciously grabbed Sadie's hair and dragged her, screaming and moaning, all the way to Percy's feet. Sadie let out a gasp as she looked upwards underneath the loincloth. Slowly, she began to rise, clinging delicately onto Percy's muscular legs and pulling herself higher and higher into his crotch.
"Why don't you describe what you see?" Zia suggested to the stunned girl.
"This cock is so big! It's.. It's mind blowing! It looks like it was made to breed a goddess!" Sadie's muffled cry came from under Percy's loincloth. Walt screamed and cried into his gag, his eyes going wide as Sadie complimented Percy's huge Greek member.
"Impressed?" Percy said.
"I'm just stating facts!" Sadie's muffled reply came back. The shape of Sadie's head under the loincloth began to bob forward and back, causing Walt to frown. He struggled and shook his head and finally got the gag off.
"Sadie? Are you okay?" Walt yelled, his voice laden with concern.
*slurp slurp*
The shape bobbed even faster under Percy's loincloth.
"Sadie?" Walt called out again.
*slurp slurp*
The shape of Sadie's head was now a quickly and rapidly slapping against Percy's crotch.
"Sadie, are you alright?" Walt cried out again. Percy tipped him a wink. For just an instant, he pulled apart his loincloth and gave Walt a peek underneath.
Walt's jaw dropped. Sadie was giving Percy a blowjob! She was sucking on his long fat cock like it was candy floss!
"Don't worry, she's fine," Percy said, patting the shifting shape under his loincloth. "Now there's a good girl. You're doing very well. You suck dick like a champ."
"You... You monster! Stop doing this to her!" Walt cried.
"Me? Oh no, I didn't do anything. You should ask her," Percy said innocently. "Although I don't think she'll listen."
"Sadie, stop this!" Walt begged. Sadie ignored him. "Get away from her!"
"I'll try," Percy said. He took a step back, his loincloth trailing up Sadie's back. But Sadie continued to suck, crawling on her knees in front of her, never letting go of his cock with her mouth. He took a few more steps, and each time Sadie sucked and crawled forward.
"I must say, you're one lucky guy," Percy said. "I've gotten blowjobs from hundreds of Egyptian women, but this is the best I've ever had."
Walt bristled at the idea that Percy had been blown by hundreds of his women. He rarely even got one from Sadie! He really didn't want it to be true, but deep down he didn't doubt it.
A sound like an exploding pie filled the room, following by gagging and choking. Sadie withdrew her head from the loincloth, her eyes wide and her mouth gaping. A ring of white stuff surrounded her lips and radiated outwards, as if someone had just sprayed her mouth with milk.
"What... What happen?" the dazed girl said. "One minute I was looking at Percy's big beautiful cock, and the next..."
"Did I just blow Percy and swallow his cum?" Sadie said.
"Yep," Percy said, snapping his fingers. With a loud schlicking noise, the dildo pulled itself out and flopped to the ground. "Now bend over your boyfriend, slut."
"You know, I think it's not so bad, being ruled by the Greeks," Sadie said, placing her hands on Walt's knees and leaning forward into his face. "Wouldn't you agree?"
"Sadie, no," Walt moaned, the dick on his pants getting painfully hard. With a loud elastic stretching sound, Percy casually slammed in from behind. Walt saw Sadie's eyes rolled into the back of head and her lips slip onto a smile. He could hear it happen, the squishing sound coming from her pussy that he knew was Percy's dick going deeper and deeper into her.
"Please, stop," Walt bumbled. "Let out one oy my hands!"
"And why is that?" Zia asked, teasing her asshole the whole time.
"Because... Because I need to jerk off!" Walt cried. Zia smirked. She nodded at Carter, who undid one of the restraints.
Percy pumped into Walt's girlfriend as he pumped his tiny cock, sending the voluptuous woman's senses tingling as he slammed his rock hard abs against her soft, pale assflesh. Walt and Sadie moaned and groaned as it happened, Walt unbelievably aroused that his girlfriend was getting ploughed while Sadie was unbelievably aroused at getting fucked by a Greek. She'd been having fantastasies about them ever since the oil bowl broadcast.
"Boy, your girlfriend is tight," Percy grunted as he withdrew his long dick and shoved it back into her. "Did you ever fuck her?"
"No, my dick is to small," Walt admitted as he pumped his shrimp dick in his hand, getting even more aroused at saying it.
"Good thing I was here to fill in," Percy said with a grin, happily pounding away at Sadie.
"Yes, thank gods you came," Walt moaned, jerking his cock even faster.
"Nope. I'm cumming now," Percy said. From her pussy came a wet, gurgling sound that ended after a few long and tense minutes. When it was done, Percy moved Sadie to one side so Walt could see. As he withdrew his cock, cum bubbled from her perfect pink pussy and a thick, drooping line of cum connected the base of his shaft to her cunt. With that sight, Walt came into his hand with a moan.
But not yet done, Percy moved on to Zia. She barely had time to help as Percy pinned her to the ground, ripped of her Greek panties and slammed himself into her. Fucking her like a beast, he slammed into her spread legs, ever dick pumping second causing her to scream and wrap her legs around him. His big heavy balls slapped against her asshole with a quick insistent pace as he animastically fucked Zia raw, his bestial grunts echoing through the room as he pleasured Zia more than Carter ever could.
Carter watched and dutifully jerked off as he was trained to do. Even with cum coating his dick and the impending release into his girlfriend, he was so well trained the thought of stopping him didn't not occur. Zia didn't much care about this as her Greek paramour hammered away at her cunt. She didn't care that she would get pregnant with her second Greek child. In fact, she was hoping for it.
"Yes, give me that Greek cock, Percy!" she moaned, her nails digging into her back.
"You wish is granted, princess," he said with a smirk. He bottomed out in her and let off a roar ad the floodgates opened. A tsunami of cum flowed in between Zia's eagerly spread legs and into her womb.
With a gesture, he made Carter free Walt. The cuckold looked at him, trembling, for awhile, before falling into line beside Carter. Zia groggily got up. Together with Sadie, both of them assembled beside Percy, flanking him like loyal guards as his cum dripped onto the floor.
"You two, lay down," he ordered. Both boys obeyed, lying flat on their backs.
"Sadie, Zia, give them the treatment," he said. Both girls nodded. They stepped sharply over to their boyfriends, heels cracking onto the ground around their years. Without any trace of remorse, they pushed their cum filled cunts into the faces of their boyfriends, or possibly ex boyfriends, and ordered them to eat. They dutifully obeyed, lapping up the liquid despite knowing the consequences. What little sperm the castrated Pharoah still had were quickly killed off again, while all of the healthy sperm in Walt's testicle were ripped apart by the vicious antibodies in Percy's cum. He shuddered a bit, then lay still.
"Now, one last thing," Percy said with a grin, turning to Isis. The female goddess had been watching with trepidation and arousal the whole time. Her throne was stained from a puddle leaking from between her legs. She didn't say anything as the four Egyptians undid her restraints, ripped off her clothes and pinned her to the ground spread eagled. This was heresy and sacrilege but she was tok afraid and aroused to resist.
Neither did she resist when Percy positioned himself between her legs. She hoped it would be over quickly so as to save her the embarrassment of orgasm, but it wasn't. Like the stud he was it took Percy and hour to cum, by which time Isis was a twitching , moaning mess, tears of joy weeping from her eyes as Greek cum was pumped into her. Her rainbow wings stiffened and contorted as she came one last time, her womb greedily imbibing the foreign semen as they assaulted her eggs.
When Isis regained consciousness, Sadie told Percy the location of the final Egyptian rebel stronghold. The group arrived at it, and brutally attacked. The rebels were confused as to why Zia, Sadie, Carter and Walt were attacking but before they realized it it was too late. They were captured.
And one by one, the women were bred while the boys watched. After seeing the orgasmic look on the first girl's face, they didn't end need binds as the women eagerly spread themselves for their conqueror. Any thoughts of rebellion were quickly put out of their minds, and replaced by a deep sown loyalty to the new Greek order.