You cooed in exticy as you felt a cities worth of sluts making more sluts, but you knew it could be so much more, you NEEDED more. You pull out the flashlight one final time, flipping through the settings. You see a setting for the color, and in the drop down box, you see an option that says "boost existing" not wanting to to remove anything perfect from your form, and keeping the brightness at its level. You turn it on and it's a great light as you bath it over your body over and over, all the while the flashlight gave a loader and loader hum from strain. It eventually became too much and it shattered in your hand, lost forever. You need no mirror nor phone to know that nothing has changed of your divine form.
Your beauty defied physics itself, lips that should look grossly too large seem perfect on you, as your face and whole body was perceived to whoever vied you as so beautiful that the would orgazim at the sight. Your hair, lips and eyes are portals to another university as they twirl within you, stars visibly forming and destroying and galaxies spin in super clusters. You towered at a hight of 2 kilometers, your skin looking like a deep chocolate cosmic anomaly, the same universe portals covering you in shifting monuments of your sluttiness with six arms naturally formed around your sholders. Your tits where each the size of a small town, as your nipples had shifted into fat lips, an ocean of milk flowing out and floating naturally, the color of the milk sucking a pure golden white to be physically impossible. Your ass was just as massive, but still ever perfectly blended with your thighs and hips, making a perfect thigh gap. Your pussy was big enough to engulf buildings as from it was tidal wave of babies being born, ever second of every day, you gave birth to a cities worth of perfect futas that dropped safely into your pocket dimension, as you felt, knew and loved each one of them. Just above that was your inhuman cock that could literally scrap the heavens, in constant orgazim as it's own ocean float out and floated around you. You wore a sash of your cosmic hair that blended into a flowing silk wave that hid nothing of your form, mearly looking decrotive, like the divine robe of a goddess. You shoes where platform heels, up so high you were always resting on your toes, which gave no discomfort, as the acually platforms where massive pillars into your cosmic realm.
You rested two hands on your hips as two others played with your lipples, moaning as you no longer spoke, mearly communication in sexual noises, yet still able to covay anything you needed perfectly. You willed yourself to see the whole of the city, and to your eyes, nothing had changed with the inhuman futas you had made.
If you were aware, you'd notice that all people changed turned into variations of the incarnation of sex you where before, no longer being human, just sex.
The futa mall cop before was know a 12 foot being of sex, her hair a picture into a strawberry blond star map as she was being pounder by three of her futa colleges, a flood of babies poring out. The loli pedo from before stayed the same hight, but with the same cosmic features and was birthing truckloads of kids from the now 6 foot little futas. The city shifted, food stores disappeared as no needed food anymore are hotels simply became open air pavilions for more comfortable places to have sex, clothing stores vanished as any clothing wanted could be made by anyone's own power. In fact, all building last any purpose as each changed into an assortment of open air pavillions of different cultures, all dedicated to sex. The homes of the suburbs made brothels where all open with inhabitants coming and, going freely to fuck, such as the ice cream futa as the kids around simply cucked and fucked one another as babies flowed out. Back at the farm, the farm house and barn dissapered into a Greek pavilion, the family of 5 futas being fucked by multiple futa anthro as the new whore dropped dozens of kids a second each.
Not just the buldings, but the plants change, as greys becomes an assortment of neon colors, water changes into the golden milk jiz of your new found futadom, trees became shaped in sentual curves or phallic shapes as leaves glowed in neon as the land itself proclaimed it's slutty atributes. All animals became an tho futas, fur in the cosmic neon and with a variation of bodily proportions, but all at the same level of beauty. They intermingled with what where once human futas as all were simple futa now, fucking and birthing along with humans. An older male rabbit farmer before was now a loli futa bunny girl breeder, taking each dick and birthing out more bunnies than even the typical futa. A horse rancher couple became a pair of skanks futa mares to a ranch full of amazon futa horse girls. Lab technicians that oversaw lab mice became 3 foot tall futa mice sluts birthing out enough offspring to rival if not surpass the rabbit breeder.
The city became a pit of fucking, birthing pleasure and you felt every single futas joy. Moaning load and the flood of pleasure, you look out to the horizonn, contemplating what to do.