Graxellia looked out and felt a burning NEED to expand her paradise, to claim this world as the rightful seet of monster kind. Turning down to her three loyal titans, Graxellia extended a glowing hand as a wave of power swelled within them, growing double in size each titan became equal parts more monsterous and beautiful. the dragon looking like a giant gorgeous female version of godzilla, the levithian becoming a naked, primal Naga with a serpent bottom, and the behemoth growing more arms and and forming a behemoth taur bottom. Each were gorgous kaiju, and each now sporting massive dicks each, with frenzied looks in their eyes.
Spreading her massive legs, Graxellia made sure to make a safe area for her children beneath her cootchs, before beckoning her new kaiju forward. The new titans burs lt forth and waisted no time in hilting a holy pussy each, ravaging them as fiercely as they could, though Graxellia felt nothing but bliss. Soon, the torent of cum came forth into the Goddess as her being spared no time as waves and waves of monsters spilled forth. Some were unique blends, taurs of every kind, combinations of competing species, as even equally sized kaiju spawned. As soon as they were birthed they soon grew full sized and aware in seconds, going forth with her chiodren and the now gathered forces of the clans to spread the glory of their goddess, across the land. And as they left, Graxellia's massive dick spead more and more cum, the golden storm following her forces as they spread, as the mointain range sat in the middle of the kingdom.
To the north sat the central cathedral and nestled in the holy city of Celeris, center of the goddesses church in the kingdom. Outside, there was a serman conducted by the local archbishop, an incrediblely old man dressed a large ornate robes who railed on the evils of sinful monsters and sin itself. Off to the side was an array of holy paladins, lead by the high paladin named Reynard, a stern looking 50 year old man. Off to the side was the petite form of the kingdom's princess liera, a devote, quiet, and reverent priestess by tradition of the kingdom. In the crowd was a powerfully built man named Owen, leader of a group of nobal knights, standing with his expecting wife and young adult son.
"Know to all ye here that to sin is to become kin to vile monster kind! And monster kind,"
A massive tremer interrupted the old priest as from the sky landed a massive, strange bolder, with what looked like a wild enchanted forest on its back, landing some ways outside the city. It may have landed far away, but it was as large as a mountain, sticking out into the horizon, with a central peak jetting out in the middle. Looking on stuned the people of the city looked in horror as the new mountain began to stand as large limbs, tail and a stone dragon like turtle head emerged, an adamantiose. It looked around before giving a mighty roar, as a massive column of steam shot into the air, reaching the sky as from behind the beast rolled in a storm of beautiful golden clouds, bathing the area in blinding light.
And after if faded, a voice rang out, "remember all yea here that sexual perversion is a core teneet of monster kind." The voice said, continuing the serman, but instead of the old bishop's raspy croack voice, came a youthful, slutty moan of a voice, "so strive to be as perverse as possible! In honor of the great brood mother Graxellia! "
Gone was the holy city of humans Celeris, in its place was the grand monster stronghold of Graxoria, home to the temple of the brood, a massive ziggerot in the center topped with a massive golden statue to Graxellia. The streets where lined in massive iron and wooden forts and huts and covered in spikes and furs, with wild feasting, fighting for fun, and unabashed sex everywhere. In the center, in the large courtyard of the ziggerot was the once human crowd of reverent humans were now an assortment of wild monsters of every kind. Owen, now Ore, was a loli futa imp dog girl with a dick bigger that her body, who was happily making out with his imp cat girl loli futa son, as the both were being pounded by her massively gravid oni bulltaur double dicked futa wife, a now proud chief warrior. Off to the side, the once holy knights were now gorgeous female or futa war priests, dressed in slutty Azteca warrior style, and happily dancing on near by poles to the jeers of the crowd as the males and futa around basted them as they danced. The central slut, once Reynard, now known as Rexel, was a rapter/tiger futa bombshell, with massive tits, ass and sporting a quite large pregnant belly, being impregnated already by the crowd, praying to Graxellia to be impregnated more, a look of vapid whorish glee on her face.
Half way up the ziggerot was the once petite princess, now was a massive yet still beastial, behemoth humanoid topped dragontaur, with four arms, massive 4 tits, and drapped in royal primal furs. She was now a war priestess of the grand warchiefs clan, and was feasting on an assortment of alien fruits and meat, with absolutely no manners. The meat came from actual animals spawn from the new alien world, a new kind of alien animal life that ranged from small furry 6 legged mammals to towering, multi eyed lizards. Graxellia made them for her monsters for food and challenge, calling them 'spawned'. The new war princess viciously devoured her feast and laughing in loudly with little regard to the mess she made,
"F'lk a man, love com'n to this shit, look n that slut Rexel, gonna bust a few nuts in dat ass."
One of her hand reached below to one of her three massive, monster bull dicks, jerking it as she coated her food in the spunk, while small monster sluts attended the other two.
She took a big bite before yelling behind her, "oi! You bitchs better knock me slut ass up good, can't lose to those c#nts!"
From behind what was a small retainer of reserve female attendants were now monstrously musculare ogre futas, mindless pounding the princess, several baby monsters of various kinds popping out her snatch, as all crowned royalty of warchiefs had the broodmother skill.
High above, atop the ziggerot was the once priest, now a 20 foot tall, beautiful scorpion drider omnibus mix, blasting streams of cum into the crowd as she rode the statues dick, inflating from it as she spoke and a look of pure rapture on her face with 8 glowing flushed eyes.
Across the kingdom, these changes came, to the south a large port city became a mystic coral city, the once fisherman now busty, breeding mermaids and other monsters. In the center, the once mayor was now a 30 foot tall, gorgeous kraken woman warchief, slurping down slimy sea spawned by the handful as two large, crab men monster railed her atop her coral throne. scattered across the forests were hunters and forges warping as the storm passed, becoming kin with their prey. One such grizzled hunter held a doe down as he was about to kill it with his knife, and in a flash the hunter was a voluptuous deer gril happily being railed by a powerful looking deer futa. Farther east was a city of elves, hidden in the trees but hewn from ornate, elvish style stonework, populated by pale skined, reserved elves. The storm passed as the elves changed into wild fey monsters, with dark skin, dragonfly wings, covered in tribal tattoos, and now wearing nothing more than small hunting furs. Their dignified city of merged architecture and forest became primal huts formed from shaping the massive magical trees around them into living spaces. Their orderly council became a rule body of elders that danced and fornicated around a large wooden statue of Graxellia.
Finally, in the west, sat the capital of the kingdom, with the king's glorious castle. The king in his throne room, receiving reports of some of the most powerful monsters of the kingdom congrigating to the central mountain range. King Trodren was well into his fifties, yet still looked quite powerful, sternly directing his generals and adviders. Off to the side was his son and crown prince Aldron, a young yet strong man, dested to lead his people. The king was about to speak more. only for a series of tremors to interrupt his meeting. Walking out to the balcony to what was happening before looking up in awed terror. Graxellia had decided that this final corner of the kingdom needed a personal touch.
Standing above the horizon, above even the capitals view of the sun, was Graxellia, her titanic form strutting like a prized whore, tits and ass clapping like thunder. She approached like a true war goddess, with two blades, one in her top right hand, one in her bottom left, a staff, and a spear. The weaons where trimmed and decorated in her gold golden fur and scales, the hilts of the blades of the swords and spear where shapped as highly decorative, gorgeous futa monster girs with the blades themselves shapped into blade like dicks. Her staff was an ornate karakahara, with 10 golden rings and the central piller in the ring shapped like a monster girl doing a pole dance. Her gravid belly bounced as she walked, a flood of monsters, from rutting humanoids to massive kaiju, fell like rain from her massive pussys, the three titans following behind her, dressed as faithful attendants as the continued to ravish her. Behind her was the golden storm, covering the whole sky with her as the boarder, and now as she stood at full height, wrapped around her like a heavenly halo. As she walked, the storm spread her golden light, the world of monster kind forming just behind her, as there now was a line of normal forest, and wild primal magiced jungle behind her. With the sun blocked out, the capital should have been dark, but instead it was bathed in golden light, however, the capital did not change, for Graxellia willed it so. She wished to view the change in person, and to ordane the new seat of her peoples power.
With heavenly moans she willed her cock to point at the capital, and with a final, literal whirlwind moan, ejaculated a massive stream straight at the capital, firing off like a high presurred water canon the size of battleship. As the stream shot forth, the capital panicked, and as in a last ditch effort, the kind turned and hugged his nearby wife for what he thought was one last time.
The stream hit and expanded, covering every untouched corner of the kindgom as the sky above it became filled with her celestial golden clouds. As the stream passed, all around was naught but the alien landscape of Graxellia's world. Gone was the human capital, in its place was a massive ziggerot, the city had merged with the kings castle become a city of one massive structure, its sides decorated in ornated depictions of sex in honor and praise of Graxellia. Each side had massive open gates leading inside to a massive hollow building, the city formed from smaller structures inside. The ziggerot was large enough to reach the clouds, where large vents opened to allow the sea of golden clouds to flow in, bringing light within. The city was in the throughs of celebration, a festival in honor of Graxellia taking over the human kingdom, filled with wild drinking, eating, and sex. The captain of the guard, now a slutty phenix harpy Azteca war band leader, lead her band of monsterous male, female, or futa war band in a parade. Their monstrously musculare members raised polls with ornate fur tribal flags of the new monster nation, as the harpy leader and other females, masterfully pole danced ont top of them. The academy of magics shifted to a massive shamanic temple, where monsters learned the mystic arts of monster magic. The headmaster, an ancient looking human mage once chastising a male and female pair of students for being to intimate, became a 15 foot tall, 6 armed, dragon naga futa, happily fucking now both futa monster students, and encouraging all other students around her to join in. Outside, atop the ziggerot, nestled in the sea of golden clouds, a large alter in dedication to Graxellia sat. Coiled around it were ten, thick copper furred serpent like tales, lined in spiked fins and tipped with black plumes of fur. They all led up to the torso of a 60 foot tall, gorgous chimera monster futa, with 6 massive tits, four arms, and two sets of wings, one bat, one avian. It had ten heads of various beautiful monster girls, from reptilian, to mammalian, to avian, with two of the central heads furiously making out with one another. This creature was once the king and queen and his court, now merged into the head warcief monster of the country. Beneath her alter throne was a hole, into the hollow bottom of the throne, where attendants would fuck and attend to the perpetual flood of monster births coming from the chimera, it being a broodmother queen. Atop the throne, the chimera used its four massive dicks to rail a 40 foot, liontaur monster with two large dicks, with two torsos coming from the taur body. Both where oni succubi with massive tits, one red, one purple, both furious making out. This was the once prince, and his once close friend and ally, now one large crown war princess slut, giving continuous birth as well, but at a much slower pace. During all the fornication, a bud grew next to the torsos as a third, equally beautiful blue torso grew, joining the make out session as they song praises to the brood goddess.
Graxellia looked on pleased, renaming the capital, Reth Kurth kree, "seed bed of the brood," spoken in the new monster language she created for her kin. The goddess strut back to her throne, her attendents faithfully following/fucking as she sat back on her perch, thinking of her next move.
She had one human nation, but that was not much, this kingdom was hardly the biggest or most powerful in the world. That honor fell to the empire, a massive nation that held power in most conitnents of this world, claiming it would cripple humanity and insert her monster kind as dominant. Or she could head to the north to the goddess theocracy, under cut the godess before she returned and tried to stop the new goddess. Then there was the west, where the demonlord was amassing his power, he couldn't possible hold claim over your monsters, but he could be a nuisance, it might be better to subjugate them first before moving on.
Graxellia sat there, thinking what to do ...