TTRPG Magic and Multiverses (Harem and Smut)

*Warning freaky alien sex*

She destroyed and conquered for a billion years, a million years who knows, every day seemed the same to her. The only exceptions where when she got to destroy someone or something, it was infuriating, she was weak even her shapeshifting a natural capability all of her race possessed weaned to the point she couldn't anymore.

Maybe the physicality of the destruction the few motions when she ripped apart a planets final defence, and destroyed their final hopes was nothing more than an out lashing caused by her refusal to ponder upon her own mortality, well she was practically fused to a life-support unit.

She was a leader as the eldest of her race and would lead them to glory, even if it meant nothing was ever enough, so why was she now in her aging flesh pressed under someone's foot.

Where was her suit, what happened. There was an attack then a hyper jump back to the home world and then a teleportation to surface, and then blank.

Why was she kissing his toes now?

Noel was standing over one of the few apex predators of this world the leader of the other intergalactic empire. With just two decapitation attacks on their bases, like the filthy magic and teleportation abuser that he was, ruled the empires by proxy.

Well doing one of the oldest creatures in this world that actually looks the part wasn't on his bucket list so he good help from one of his earlier recruits, restoring youth wasn't something he could easily do not even with his magic, especially not anything over 500000 years, that was so far outside his reach it wasn't even funny to him. 

So he had Protea aka Davina Xavier do the magic again, trapped in a pocket dimension, charmed and enslaved she got her youth back.

Restored into something she thought never again to obtain, all other effect even with powers channelled through her suit would always fade over time, protected by it she never could change herself enough into something actually pretty to look at.

Filled with new vigour the green skin, got back to work like an obedient little dog, her master gave her toes to work on so she would. Kissing and caressing, changing her body to rich everywhere to make herself more appealing to his taste, watching his every reaction as her figure changed from one to the next, just so she could be in his ideal form.

It was tiny room, just the three of them, and soon two would join.

Without a hint of emotion he asked "What is your name, my servant?"

"Ages Zaavina Skrʌlz, my lord!", looking up at him awaiting her orders.

"Well Ages do you know what this is?", he showed her his erect and throbbing dick pointing at her, waiting to be sucked.

"But of course master, leave it to me", she didn't know what it was but something inside of her told her she had this in the bag, maybe it was the wisdom that made her race on of the greatest in this dimension.

It certainly had some resemblance to the toes she told herself it was just another protrusion from the body for those that couldn't shift at will, so of course he wanted it sucked as well, that was just logical.

Wrapping her now extended shifted tongue around it she could just jack him off, without it ever entering her mouth but something told her to kiss it with even more love then her master's feet.

Unwrapping her tongue from it, she gave it a sloppy and wet lover's kiss, she looked at it as if it would be a priceless treasure for her civilisation, which it was in more than one way.

Now with her tongue around it, she folded her mouth made it smaller, just small enough for it to fit her master's needs, changed her muscle structure to give it the maximum stimulation, being a bit over head bigger than her master she wondered whether she should make herself smaller to demonstrate her submissiveness.

Still with her hands on his hips, she pushed herself into him, making the walls of her mouth move along thrice in a rhythm, it certainly did take a bit of concentration, but that was nothing compared to the price of seeing her master pleased.

Maybe just maybe it was a mistake to go the extra mile and extend the nerves there to, that way she would be better at adapting the folds and muscles to her masters throbbing and growing mast, but she felt to much pleasure herself as that she could keep this up for long she had to hurry, and pray that her master would be fine with seeing her in a bit more filthy and needy state.

It certainly felt new and a bit strange the seed she was given when he released, his lance didn't stop radiating heat or grow weak, rather it grew further and it was her job to calm it down, and she would.

Swallowing the treasure she, decided to keep a bit of it fresh in bubble inside a special made for it, mixed with her own juices so stagnate its possible degeneration or destruction through time. With his toes exploring her body, he didn't stop kneading and massaging her nipples and she wouldn't be capable of ----, and she came, liquid streams keep leaving her, with her body riding a little high, the next time came faster, with him gripping her head and using her as a the pleasure toy that she made herself she wasn't stopping orgasming.

Separating her head from his phallus, she wondered if that was all or when if ever again she could taste such pleasure, "Hey Ages how about you move something else up here?", a toes pocking into something wet beyond her belief, she caught herself, growing limbs massaging the places he touched upon her, both touching the clitoris she came again.

Doing as asked, her mouth got replaced with something else entirely, this was nothing for the shapeshifter, while she was massively out of practice this was more than natural, but she wondered if she would pass out how the shifting back would look and if her master wouldn't be too uncomfortable with the possible quick following reshaping of her body in its primal state.

A vagina instead of a mouth devouring her lord's size was a mistake, not the proportions or the act itself but the shear drain on her mind. She might be passing out any second now, she wasn't sure what kept her aware enough to keep going.

She neatly folded herself around it, taking it in as best as she could trying to stimulate it as best as she could, but neither side expected her to climax into his face at just a touch to her clitoris. She hasn't shifted the nerves yet, it was all too much excitement, and she didn't want to.

This was better than genocide that was for sure, watching the live drain out of her emissaries was always exiting, just when was anything ever this exiting, she was ancient even by her peoples standards.

But watching her impure juices stain her masters face made her want to disappear, maybe she could even if she just assumed another identity, but there seemed no need, with a smile on his face he kept playing with her biology.

No need to grip her head she was doing all the work, as it brought her immense pleasure, no he took her while sagging, still firm and filling breast into his hand, whatever he had planned she would follow.

So they travelled along her chest onto the sides of her head, where he could perfectly play with them, and not have to get up ever again.

Surly drained after untold rounds, she might be praised, for her body or rather mind was on the edge there was only so much she could rationally do before she would have to beg her lord to take the lead before her mind disappeared,

Kneading them and milking with a place far too receptacle for pleasure, she was losing it, emerging her mouth below the newest position of her privates she started sucking and licking his balls.

She did not know of which race the most esteemed master came from or what his purpose was, but seeing , feeling and experiencing his physical needs she was sure, to keep him well-groomed and pleased.

For funny he pulled out of her, to see the possible eldest creature in the universe covered in him, licking up the seed was euphoric. The bliss wasn't leaving her, the only thing she remained unsure of and that hampered her on bliss, was the self-consciousness of the humiliation her owner must be experiencing whenever she was covering him in her own love juices.

Most primitive society and species where very smell dependent depending in the power of their olfactory senses and now her a submissive bitch was masking her owner in her juices while devouring his own, it wasn't right and a great shame for her, but why was that turning her on.

She was an obedient little slave, well her master was the perfect size to suck on her breast under normal circumstances, so now with them atop her head she hoped he would allow her to mother him. She was doing her best to keep him from standing up and satisfy him, maybe he would be the companion she never had or maybe her child, no she was his companion, breeding partner, slave and many more things but thinking about such possible forbidden love maybe.

Ages had to expect to only be used for as long as he and her empire had use to him so she had to advertise herself as the best he could get. A fine mission only made all the harder by her brain frying from all the pleasure she was receiving the one thing helping her was the plasticity of her nervous system a fine racial trait and it made the whole act so much better, until she lost it.

And that was it covered almost from head to toe in her many splashes, there was only so far she was capable of going. Passed out her body was slowly reconfiguring itself into its more natural state, but what if something interfered with that, what if something would physical hinder the reconfiguration let's say a dick in her vagina.

Pulling the head up at the breast, he stood up positioned his dick next to her used cunt and pushed deep into her as deep as he could. Even unconscious she still tried her best to please him, he realized as the walls inside still griped as tight as they could. 

She was serving, for someone immeasurable worse than anything humanity has ever produced, it was unnaturally easy to wrap her mind around his fingers. Training her mind was practically guaranteed, just by the spells definition as it was an extension of charm, but training her body might take some time, time the many bodies of Noel had plenty and with the 'Subjugation' of the Time Stone as they like to call it. By the time she might regain consciousness again, she shouldn't be capable of living without him, his dick or his presence ever again.

So he got to work on her, while his many bodies did something equally strange to the many other members of the Kree race, working down the ladder, soon some might be wed or something other whatever they had here, one body should take the Queen. Should he restructure the society while he was on it? The planet was almost reconstructed yesterday, no thanks to time turning, no most thinks had to be dozen by spell, because the elusive little minx was once here sometimes in the past outside of his reach and command and she knew that, still she would return and obey when he demanded.

Should he restore the flesh prison of Thana's throne room, and redecorate the place, or try to reach the Chitouri scouts living on the outside of Kree society, most notable achievements infiltrations of humanity causing world war 2 and then infiltrating them again how would they please him best.

An aspect of Lust left the demiplane taking with him a slave and a reality warper, most women seeing their new overlord destroy the matriarch, the elder, the wisest of them all, fell to their knees. The many uses of an artificial inflated charisma stat had its many terrifying uses shown once more as all beings weaker or incapable of resisting, simply had their very minds remade to be the way he wanted them, because technically he was inflating his soul outside his body but then again what was it even with this many versions of him running around each connected to gather, it would make reality almost malleable maybe even without stone o spell, which was terrifying even to him. But he was Lust not Pride or Power, he just had to satisfy himself and seeing so many females in heat wet themselves at his presence as his soul rubbed against theirs and made them playthings sure got him up again.

Although he had to stop for a second and think, "Say Davina should you even see all this, I mean how old were you when your mother drugged you?"

"Mid-twenties what about it, don't think I'm old enough to join?", she said the sarcasm practically dripping but it wasn't the only thing, "You drag me from one scene to the next and I never get any, now that isn't really fair is it?"

He smelt something aloft, her powers stand in line with a direct uncontrolled combustion of her bio matter, mutants awaken their power in their teens late teens at most, did she only start using her power later in live, or did time interfere, or in classic marvel was the timeline fucked from the beginning.