Omen leaned in and crushed his lips against Power Girl's, kissing her deep, his tongue forcing past her lips like it owned her mouth already.
Her muffled moan spilt into him as her body reacted instantly, her massive tits smashing up against his chest as his hands slid down her pale skin, cupping and lifting the obscene weight of her breasts like they were his property, his fingers pinching her huge nipples, twisting them until she gasped through the kiss.
Each twist pulled another strained sound from her throat, half-pain, half-lust, her nipples already swollen and stiff under his grip.
Her pussy was soaking wet, glistening and aching for cock, while Omen's cock pressed heavily against her lower lips, brushing along her folds but never sliding in, just enough to remind her of what she wasn't getting yet.
She moved her hips forward in instinct, chasing Omen's cock, desperate to be filled, but he denied her, dragging the thick head up and down the lips of her pussy until she was grinding herself raw against it.
Off to the side, Diana sat stiffly on her knees, glaring at the scene while Harley crouched next to her like an eager audience.
"Our lord Omen doesn't even touch my tits like that," Diana mumbled bitterly, watching as Omen kneaded and twisted Power Girl's nipples hard enough to make her squeal.
Harley snorted, resting her chin in her palm, "Cry me a fuckin' river, Princess," she shot back with a smirk, "Boss ate my ass out so good last night I thought my brain was gonna slide out my ears. Ain't my problem he don't want your mommy-milk balloons right now."
Diana's jaw clenched as her eyes stayed locked on Power Girl's bouncing tits, the pale mounds dwarfing even her own, her voice dropping to a sour tone, "It should've been me…" she whispered, though the words melted as her hand drifted down to her belly, swollen and round with Omen's child.
Her scowl softened, the corners of her lips curling upward as she rubbed slow circles, whispering, "…but my daughter will get to feel it soon enough."
Harley barked a laugh at that, shaking her head, "Jesus, you're fucked in the head, babe, but so am I, so who cares?"
Omen finally pulled his mouth off Power Girl's, leaving her gasping for air, strings of spit connecting their lips, his cock smacking against her fat ass with a loud crack that echoed across the marble.
Power Girl's whole body jolted from the slap, her ass cheeks rippling like a wave before he smacked her again, and again, using his cock like a paddle against her.
"Are you a woman," Omen said against her ear, "or are you a bitch?"
Power Girl's eyes rolled back, her chest heaving, and she moaned out shamelessly again and again as she imagined the cock inside her anus, "I'm a bitch… I'm a bitch… I'm a bitch… I'm a bitch…"
The declaration snapped something in the air, Harley clapped like she was at a circus show, "Oh fuck yeah, tit-cow just pledged herself, she's in now!" while Diana just hissed under her breath, her thighs pressing together tight, anger twisted with lust as another woman was added to her god's ending harem.
Omen shoved Power Girl forward onto her hands and knees, his cock lined up against her twitching asshole, and before she could brace herself, he slammed forward in one brutal thrust, burying himself halfway in her ass with a wet, tearing squelch.
Power Girl's head snapped back instantly, "Holy fuck! Ohhh shit! Biggest cock—fuck—fuckin' biggest cock I ever—fuck!" Her hands dug into the marble, nails scraping as she tried to take him deeper, her whole body convulsing as her ass stretched wide around the thick, veiny meat splitting her open.
She reached back blindly, her hand finding his heavy balls, squeezing and massaging them as if begging him to keep pumping her full, her voice breaking into curses as he bottomed out brutally, his cock forcing its way to the very root inside her guts.
Omen didn't let her adjust, he pulled her back by the hair and started pounding her ass like he was trying to break stone, every thrust making her tits swing under her, the massive pale globes smashing together with wet, clapping slaps.
The sound of his balls smacking her was just as loud, filling the throne room. Diana was fuming, her nails digging into her thighs, "He never fucked me like that," she spat, her voice trembling, while Harley grinned like a hyena as she leaned toward her, "That's 'cause your ass is too tight and boring, princess. He needs a slut like her who's already been trainin' herself to get her ass destroyed. Look at her face—bitch is on cloud G."
And Power Girl was, her eyes rolled back so far only the whites showed, her tongue lolling out as drool ran down her chin.
She was babbling, begging between ragged gasps, "More—fuck—more, deeper, split me open, I can take it, I can take your whole cock, don't stop—!"
Every slam of Omen's cock made her stomach bulge visibly, the thick shaft carving its outline inside her as her pale abs pushed outward like she was already stuffed full.
Her ass gaped each time he pulled back, clenching desperately around him before he drove it open again.
Hippolyta, who had been on a corner waiting as the chief servant, crept closer on her knees from the edge of the room, her swollen tits swaying, her queenly dignity long gone. She bowed her head low and whispered, "My Lord, allow me to serve."
Omen didn't even look at her; he just jerked his chin toward Power Girl's ass, "Clean the mess when I'm done."
The queen's lips curled into a trembling, hungry smile, "Yes, my Lord."
Diana saw it, her jealousy now boiling, "Mother…" she hissed, still, Hippolyta ignored her completely, her gaze fixed on the way Omen's cock disappeared into Power Girl's ruined ass, her tongue flicking over her lips.
Omen shifted grips, hooking Power Girl's arms back behind her, folding her into a brutal arch so her tits dangled and bounced under her like obscene wrecking balls.
He rammed into her harder, each thrust hitting her guts so deep her breath came out in wheezing sobs as her face pressed against the cold marble, drool puddling under her chin, but she still begged Omen to be rougher, desperate to cum even as her ass was turned inside out.
Her voice rose into a broken scream as she finally exploded, her asshole spasming wildly around his cock as she squirted all over the floor, the spray soaking her thighs and splashing back against his balls.
Harley screamed with laughter, clapping her hands, "Holy shit! Bitch just squirted from anal! That's it, Princess, your tits ain't winnin' this fight, she's the real deal."
Diana bit down a furious moan, her hand pressing hard against her swollen belly as her pussy clenched uselessly, jealousy and lust eating her alive.
Omen growled as his hips grinded deep, his cock swelling even bigger inside her guts, "Open wide, bitch, I'm blowing your ass out."
Power Girl barely had time to moan before his cock throbbed hard, and the first blast of cum erupted inside her.
It was like a firehose, thick molten seed pumping directly into her intestines with so much force her stomach swelled instantly, her body lurching forward from the pressure.
She screamed, as Omen freed her arms, allowing her to claw at the marble, "Oh my god—fuck—it's too much—too much!" Her belly got bigger the skin stretching as the flood of cum filled every inch of her guts, the bulge growing as her body struggled to contain it.
Harley fell back laughing, kicking her feet in the air, "Look at her! Look at that fuckin' belly! Boss, you're makin' a cum tank outta her!"
Diana's moan finally escaped despite her biting her lip bloody, her eyes locked on Power Girl's now very full stomach, "YES FUCK THE BITCH" AS her hand was already between her thighs, rubbing hard her pussy.
When Omen finally pulled out, Power Girl collapsed onto her side, her belly going back to her regular size as a pool of semen leaked out, her ass gaping wide, leaking thick waves of steaming cum that poured out onto the marble like a burst dam.
Hippolyta crawled forward instantly, her mouth pressed to the ruined hole, slurping noisily at the flood of seed, gulping it down greedily as it gushed past her lips. She moaned as she drank, her tits dragging in the mess pooling on the floor.
Power Girl lay gasping, her tits heaving, drool smeared across her chin, her voice hoarse as she whispered, "Yours… I'm yours… fuck my ass whenever you want, just… don't stop…"
Harley crouched beside her, grinning ear to ear, "Thats the spirit!"
Hippolyta was still at work between Power Girl's thighs, her queenly face buried in the mess Omen had left dripping out of her ass, and she wasn't being delicate about it.
Her tongue dragged in long, hungry strokes over Power Girl's stretched rim, slurping at the thick, steaming ropes of cum pouring out.
The sound was wet and obscene, loud enough to echo in the throne room, every gulp audible as she swallowed down more of her god's seed.
Power Girl groaned, her voice hoarse, her hands gripping the marble for balance as her ass twitched, still aching and spread wide, missing Omen's cock, every lick making her clench and squirm.
The humiliation burned in her cheeks, a queen was cleaning out her ass like she was nothing more than a sacred chalice… and yet, it didn't feel degrading.
It felt... right.
Power Girl couldn't stop her moans, couldn't stop her tits from swaying as her whole body trembled under the attention.
Hippolyta lifted her head only to gasp for air, her lips glossy and dripping white, her tongue flicking over her chin to catch every drop before leaning back in.
Her hands squeezed Power Girl's thighs possessively, holding her open wider, worshipping the ruined hole that had just been baptized with godly cum.
Harley cackled from the side, lounging on her ass with her legs spread wide like she was front row at a porno theater, "Goddamn, Queenie, ya eat ass like ya been practicin' for this day since you popped outta the womb, look at Blondie's face—Diana your mom is a really good ass eater, no wonder she gets rimjob position whenever I deepthroat the boss."
Diana didn't laugh, but she was happy for her as she stared at the sight of her mother on her knees, slurping like a dog in heat.
Omen hadn't moved from his place yet. He stood above them, watching, his cock still hanging thick and heavy, streaked with spit and smeared white from the wreck he'd left in Power Girl's ass.
His eyes were sharp but not cruel, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he stepped forward, his shadow falling over both women.
Hippolyta finally pulled back, her face wet and shining, her tits hanging heavy as her chest rose and fell, "My Lord," she panted, licking her lips like she couldn't stop, "she is clean and ready for you"
Power Girl's head tilted back, sweat dripping down her pale skin, her tits rising and falling with every shaky breath.
Her hair clung to her cheeks, with her lips red and swollen, and when she looked up at Omen, there was no defiance left. Just need.
Omen crouched, his hand cupping her jaw, tilting her face up to him, "You could leave tomorrow," he said calmly, his thumb dragging over her cheek, "return to your world, your battles, your boring life and masturbating alone and pretend none of this ever happened."
Her lips parted, but no words came out.
"Or," he continued, "you could stay here. Forever. No more pretending you're above your needs and no more shame. You'll kneel when I tell you, spread when I want you, and open that tight ass every time I need to breed your guts. No more Power Girl. No more hero. You'll be happy—" Omen leaned closer, his forehead almost touching hers, "—Power Slut."
The name hit her harder than any fist, harder than the golden dildo she'd ridden herself raw on.
It echoed in her head, louder than Harley's laughter, sharper than Diana's seething jealousy. Power Girl's pussy clenched just hearing it.
"Say it," Omen demanded, though his tone wasn't cruel; it was sure, as if he already knew she would.
"Power… Slut."
"Again," he ordered, pressing his cock against her lips, smearing the taste of his cum over her mouth.
"Power Slut," she repeated, louder, her tongue darting out to taste him, her body trembling with the admission.
Harley let out a whistle. "Oh, she's fuckin' gone, Boss. Pack it up, that's the sound of a bitch who just threw away her cape for good."
Diana's nails finally let go, she would never admit a foreigner to have such a pleasant time with her god, but she could admit a fellow slut.
Omen smiled faintly, finally pushing his cock past her lips, "Then drink, Power Slut." Power Girl moaned as the thick head spread her mouth wide, her jaw straining as the sheer size forced her lips into a wet "O."
Her tongue curled around him instantly, worshipping every inch as her throat flexed to swallow him deeper. Her tits pressed against his thighs, her hands clutched at his hips, and her eyes rolled back as the first pulse of precum hit her tongue.
Omen's hand found the back of her head, not forcing, just steady, guiding her deeper, letting her feel every vein, every throb of his cock as it slid down her throat, "Good girl," he murmured, "good slut."
Harley scrambled closer, crouching beside Power Girl, her grin manic as ever, "Shit, she's a natural cock guzzler, look at that throat bulgin', damn, P.S., if I knew you were this good, I woulda dragged your big tits here myself days ago."
Diana screamed, faking finally cracking, "She doesn't deserve it!" Diana stood tall, despite her belly, "That should be me worshipping you right now!" She said wanting to be punished by Omen.
Omen didn't even glance at her as his eyes stayed on Power Girl, who was gagging around his cock, drool pouring down her chin.
He stroked her hair gently, his thumb brushing her temple, "then prove it later, Diana," he said flatly, "right now, I'm watching Power Slut earn her place."
The words made Power Girl's pussy gush, her throat worked harder, and she moaned around his cock like she was cumming just from the name.
Hippolyta crawled closer, her lips pressing reverent kisses to Omen's thigh as if to bless the act, and seemingly mocking her own daughter.
Harley was already rubbing herself, her fingers slick as she teased her clit, laughing breathlessly. "Fuck, this is good. Princess is jealous, Queen's suckin' thigh, and Blondie's gettin' renamed into Boss's official cock-sock. This is better than cable TV."
Omen groaned softly as Power Girl swallowed deeper, his cock buried halfway down her throat now, her tits pressed flat against his thighs as she gagged and drooled, her eyes locked on his with desperate need.
He let her pull back with a gasp, spit connecting her lips to his cock in thick strings, her voice was ruined, hoarse and cracked, but she said it anyway, between ragged breaths, "Power Slut… forever."
Omen leaned down, kissed her forehead, and for once, his smile wasn't cruel. "Good girl."