When she was in Ultra School, Lily had been confused and outraged when she learned about the Youkalien Star Hegemony. How there was a massive space empire that the Land of Light not only was letting go around conquer planets, but had a TREATY with them! They were supposed to be saviors and enforcers of justice, where was the justice in allowing such evil to go unchecked? And why did so many worlds, worlds that had their own protectors and no need for Ultramen, not only surrender but actually INVITE the Youkaliens to conquer them?! Why would anyone do that?!

As she happily followed behind her mistress as they walked down the halls of the Star Fortress Orochimecha - while she marveled at how NORMAL it felt to be the same size as non-Ultras, and how amazing the interior of the building was in, for of course she'd never been inside a building that wasn't built for people of her size and hadn't really thought of how similar they might be or how this level of opulence and light was not too dissimilar from back home - she knew the answer: the Youkaliens were WONDERFUL!

Mistress was so gorgeous and powerful and kind and merciful, she'd immediately forgiven her for insulting her or daring to lift a hand against her, had generously enslaved her and placed this beautiful collar and other restraints on her to let the entire galaxy know she was hers to do with as she pleased! She understood now why so many worlds gleefully surrendered to the Hegemony so that all might know the joy of eternal servitude to such kind masters, who gave them infinite love and prosperity and so. Much. SEX.

She'd been shocked, but only for a brief moment, when she discovered she was not the first Ultra to be enslaved by her Mistress, and now she wondered why MORE weren't.

How could Mother of Ultra have refused such a kind offer to join Mistress's harem? What was her marriage or duty to the Land of Light compared to being able to spend eternity at her rightful Mistress's heels?

(A part of her worried, with some regret, that she'd be a cautionary tale at Ultra School now, like Belial, or Tregear, or Heller, or the other Giants of Darkness, Ultras with promise who'd betrayed the ideals of their people and fallen to evil. But...Kyukogo wasn't darkness, but another kind of light, and it felt so warm and nurturing, like the Plasma Spark. Surely something that felt this right couldn't be wrong, could it?)

She'd also been somewhat aghast when she discovered that even shrunken she was still a little taller than her Mistress, which seemed just wrong, but after meeting the other Ultraslaves and some of her Mistress's other plus-sized slaves she realized it was probably okay, since Mistress's existence still dwarfed them in every way imaginable.

"So, you bagged yourself an Ultra, huh?"

Lily blinked, startled to realize that she'd been so fixated on her Mistress and her mesmerizing tails and beautiful hair and amazing ass she hadn't noticed the stunning Nyeko Youkalien approaching them until she'd spoken. She was horrified, especially upon recognizing the felinoid as none other than Nyajou, none other than Kyukogo's wife and mother of her children whom she loved more than anyone else!

Kyukogo smiled even more beautifully than ever, pure love shining in her eyes as she embraced her wife with her tails to pull her close and kissed her softly. "Well, you got the last few, it's been a while since I found a new Ultra of my own. And look at her! She's YELLOW!"

"Yes, that's a very lovely shade," Nyajou purred, nuzzling her mate before stepping away - though still holding her wife's hand, and allowing her tails to caress her and intertwine with her own - to examine Lily, who stood straight and motionless as the Queen-Consort ran her free hand over her skin and fondled her breasts and rear and crotch, trying not to moan with delight as her soft paw made her currently-sensitive skin tingle and flush. "And she's quite the looker, too! Although...she seems rather young. You're not robbing the cradle, are you?"

"She's reached physical and sexual maturity," Kyukogo said with a huff. "I made sure to check. Thoroughly."

"Mmm, I'll bet you did," Nyajou purred as she kissed her wife again, who stared at her with such a devoted and besotted look on her face Lily found it oddly familiar, until she realized it was not too dissimilar from her own. "I don't suppose you'd mind if I took her to meet some more of her seniors?"

"Everything that's mine is yours," Kyukogo said with absolute sincerity and adoration.

"And I appreciate it every day," Nyajou purred before kissing her again, running her paws through her hair, and fondling her tails.

Lily stared in awe, amazement, and no small amount of envy. Mistress loved her, but she would never love her like THIS...

"So, convince Marie to ditch Ken and join us yet?" Nyajou asked a moment later after they finally stopped to breathe.

Kyukogo shook her head. "No, but I think I'm wearing her down. Granted, when she eventually does give in, it might cause a war or two."

"Mm, it'd be worth it to get a piece of that MILF," Nyajou asserted. "Especially if she brought some of the Silver Cross Aid hotties with her, me-yow!" Struck by a thought, she glanced at Lily. "Say, new girl, would you happen to know of any other Ultras who might want to ditch the Land of Light to spend forever between our legs?"

"I-I can think of a few, Mistress," Lily stammered shyly, thoughts immediately flying back to her old friend and classmate Iris for some reason. Which was odd, because she'd never shown any signs of being gay or attracted to her, they'd just shared the same bed every night, gone to parties and big events together, had told each other their deepest secrets and fears and dreams, and planned to move in together, you know, like totally platonic friend did.

Nyajou grinned. "Good. Why don't we talk about it while we get to know each other better?"

"Have fun!" Kyukogo said cheerfully as Nyajou took Lily by the hand, the Ultra melting and immediately submitting to her. "And make sure not to overdo it, I'll want to have some more fun with her later!"

"Don't worry, I know the limits of an Ultra," Nyajou assured her. "After all, nothing ruins the mood so much as setting off their Color Timers..."