Jennifer rubbed against Kyle. “Thank you, lover,” she purred. “But there's something I should tell you.”
“You're not the only one who can write special little clauses with the curse.” Jennifer's purple flesh began to writhe as though there were something underneath it. Her muscles were growing and tightening, weaving themselves into a tapestry of powerful knots in her arms and legs. With a sickening pop-hiss, Jennifer's bones popped out of their joints and grew, adding two feet to her height.
She moaned with pleasure when a five-foot tail quickly shot out of her spine. Her forehead was now adorned with a crown of three horns.
“You see, I dared myself to absorb some of your power when we fucked.” Jennifer grinned wickedly.
Kyle wanted to be angry, but for some reason he couldn't. He felt his black heart swell with submissive lust and loyalty to her, his queen.
She ran a claw under his chin. “I'm sorry, Kyle, but this is my show. However, you are still my king, which entitles you to quite an enormous number of privileges.”
Jennifer turned to her subjects who were in varying stages of finishing their business. Alice the demontaur had joined the group as well, followed by a new convert, a three-headed hellhound.
“Marissa!” Kyle growled approvingly, walking over to the new beast. As he approached, Marissa's proportions changed. Her hind feet lengthened to support more weight while her forepaws elongated into clawed digits. She rose up on two legs, her heads shifting position slightly on her broad torso to accommodate a bipedal vantage point. Demon and demoness stared lustfully at each other.
“Now that we're all here,” began Jennifer, “we're going to use the lovely curse to ensure that no one can undo the wonderful gifts we've been given or use it to save anyone we corrupt from this point on.”
A half hour of carefully-worded dares later and the creatures had protected themselves.
“Now that's taken care of. My sisters--and privileged brothers—a new era is here. Within a month, the world will be ours. We will slaughter and devour four-fifths of the world's males and transform as many of its females. The rest will be left as breeding stock and slaves, to be consumed or converted at our pleasure.”
“Susan, Christina and Miranda! You will infiltrate society and spread word of the new religion amongst the humans, a faith of superwomen finally liberated from the tyranny of man,” Jennifer snickered. “I imagine some will even join us of their own free will.”
“Alice and Marissa! You and your progeny will secure the countryside, limit overland access between cities. Let the humans fear nature as they once did.”
“Kyle and Tom, my lovely little boys. You will oversee the terraforming of the world into something more fit for creatures like us.”
“Kim and Yuriko!” Jennifer ordered. “There will come a point where we won't be able to hide what we're doing. We will need warriors to deal with humanity's armies.”
“My Queen.” Yuriko knelt. “Though we are strong, we are no match for some of their more powerful weapons. What are we to do against missiles and tanks?”
Jennifer grinned. “Come. I will show you.”