Death, a familiar place, the world of death and the embrace of her eternal lover death herself, but something called for her she couldn't stay here for long, to the disappointment of all parties involved.
Thana rose, once more dead for not even a day, she could have rose again from her own power at any time but she was unwilling to part so soon with her old acquaintance, why was she dead again, oh right her master chastised her after she touched upon his soul, a stupid mistake why would she ever wish harm upon her lord.
A body almost 3 meters in height, restored itself from the dust it came from, surrounded by the bodies of her lord they were in various stages of undress, a nice view for her as much as he might be a giant among his kind compared to her he was but a child, the perfect height to suck from her well embowed breast.
A purple hand sunk into her surprisingly white as a sheet soft flesh, she didn't dislike the feeling, after the betrayal of her first and only wife she hasn't had a companion, a hand upon his to encourage him.
And encouraged he was, on the front on behind her, both touching and familiarising themselves with her body, if only they would be bolder. Her children scattered in the masses, copses all round, but Lady Death would soon be denied her bounty. One of her masters would walk up to the corpse and with but a few mummers from his pretty mouth recall them, seconds later the revived still confused and befuddled and then enslaved, their will bend their mind twisted with but a few motions and thoughts from her lord.
Personally she loved to witness it, it was after all one of the most joy bringing things she did to her subordinates, well besides the tortures, the genocides and the living flesh monuments. Mind control was only for useful but unwilling not yet subordinates along the likes of Tesseract, just put a false brain into her to confuse her and twist the mind here and there, or those all other things were to good, not even worth death. They should be happy with just being tortured into obedience, at that she had to smile, how long till her tiny master would bend and break her, maybe have her join Death as an eventual reward, she had to be patient she told herself all would be shown, with her age it was a miracle that she could be impatient really.
Liquids dripped between her legs, both involuntarily and willingly, with the control over her flesh she had, how could it be otherwise, two hands were exploring the other rims of her most private parts, just teasing and caressing it, a slow but deeper fondle would be preferable she told herself.
Making full use of her height and power, one sat at himself down at her shoulder, she could sense his thoughts, turning to him her lips ready for a kiss, she wondered just why and how her body was reacting this way, it was almost envious how many bodies he had and she just one too enjoy all sensations with.
A smack landed on her round ass, nothing she could even dislike or hardly even feel with her durability but something about it in this scene, told her to spread her legs even further apart. She looked into the thoughts of her lord, her mate her, owner, her chosen one, he opened part of his mind to her showing many such acts. In part maybe due to the betrayal from her part for the vicious sneak attack she got him with, but most was refused to her, only what he wanted her to know not more was she allowed to study. How should she, no how could she ever apologize to him, make good what has happened, in all her years as a leader a tyrant she didn't know how to apologize or make something besides weapons or tyranny, the Seed warriors she just had to conquer a few worlds in his name and hopefully if his heart was open to it he would forgive her, beginning with the world of her no their greatest nemesis.
A spurt of liquid left her, she would deny all that claimed it came from her, only she couldn't resist the face kissing her and indulging in the electrifying feeling didn't hurt, and so the second squirt came soon after.
Squatting with her legs apart to help her lover, one behind her one in front, face in her chest and one atop her shoulders mouth to mouth. Closing her eyes he could still with but a though sense all that happened she just had to bother to concentrate and just about all wold be revealed, so from where did the pleasure come from.
Stripping even the last of their cloths, the Noels went to work one prepared the last barrier of entry to her asshole the lubrication, a few wet kisses should be enough, no dirt of otherwise was present thanks to the resurrection, the other pointed his mast at her front entrance, she awaited with baited breath the joining.
Love was all she could describe it or maybe more rabid dogs breading, neither side was gentle with the other why would they be both were far removed from mortals in all forms. Yet Thana didn't know in which direction to thrust, as she victim to passionate tantric thrusts from front and behind, she loved every movement, and if the puddle betrayed anything it was her enjoyment of this scene.
With closed eyes she was thankful to her master for showering her with this gift, and once more thankful that he didn't see what her face looked right now as they made out right now, she sensed it the boner from the body sitting atop her shoulder, she had to please it, it was the least she could do.
Tearing herself from the kiss with regret, eyes still closed, she showed her wide open mouth to the master, he had to knew what she had to do for him, still her legs held firm and allowed her to receive so much, why not more.
He knew what she wanted and followed along, stepping on her further out pointing rack, holding the back of her head with both hands, just barely reaching around the giants, he positioned it just before her mouth and oh wonder oh wonder her tongue slithered out all on its own ready to welcome his dick.
She had to lick all over it and do all she could to please him now before she would regret it later. Incapable of thrusting she was her lords plaything made to please him wherever he desired. He thrusted finally and so she did everything she could to receive him to his satisfaction. Sure using her psychic might to intensify her folds and increase the suction might be cheating compared to her less powerful competitors but she had to, and they would understand without a doubt that she had to make her lord feel as if even Deaths embrace was barely lukewarm, only she should be called upon for such duties.
With her ample chest, great buttock, and a height that did it to her master, her abs alone clearly left he lord weak in the knees, just looking at her he had to do her and who else.
Still eyes closed, her cosmic awareness slowly blending into the fabric of reality to foresee the future with her master, she found her competitors two identically demons almost flat demons compared to her with a tiny weak well-endowed one behind them as well as legions of all kinds of proportions, she could only sneeze at how pathetic they were, while not quite all that inferior in might she would make up for it in brain and body.
"Don't think you can win so easily just because you are a bit bigger!", she sensed her opponent change her body, growing to her size a power play, bosom onto bosom, two against one, but one was weaker than the other, divide and conquer, a display of power she herself was only capable of in the world of the mind, she had little in the ways of body transformation or biokinesis, not without her most powerful weapon.
If she would get rid of the weaker one would the demoralised one fall in line as easy, this was a battlefield of the mind, little damage could be inflicted to beings like them, but the rules were old, who wields first loses.
Well until her lord closed her nose, not that she needed to breath, but he lord was getting ready to deposit a most precious gift to her, her opponents knew and wouldn't stand for it, but if he found out it would displease him greatly about how they were fouling around, with their powers instead of doing something in his name.
"Cumming", was all he said to her, knowing she was partially elsewhere, but the suction hasn't lessened a bit, so he allowed himself to, and so did the others.
Three women were tearing each other apart over who was the best, the moment they stopped measuring each other's power, the fight while physical in appearance was mental in its entirety.
Letting the galloons leave their bodies, the three Noels looked at what they did to an intergalactic ruler, little more than a pleasure toy. She didn't allow herself to spill even a single drop out of any hole. What came into her mouth was shown and demonstrated than eaten, into her pussy made to sire a child to please her owner if their biology were even compatible, that in her ass, scoped out and eaten to demonstrate how clean she keeps herself, always ready to receive his seed.
Finding bliss in having her be the latest her owner chose to give affection to she could only call out the other harlots for being unworthy of his attention, didn't mean that fight was over not by a long shot, both now started actually cooperating and no longer watching over their shoulders to make sure the weren't backstabbed by the other.
The fight and its outlook was flippant no side ever new how close they were to winning, or the other giving up and running with a tail between their legs.
Their physical bodies sought out their own Noels any ready to love them really, they would show that white as a sheet bitch just what it meant to be the matriarch of hell, and with the original so close maybe that alone would promote them further than any could otherwise, doesn't matter they would continue to whore out their legions to their sole lover out of pettiness if necessary.
With time relatives and all sides heaving nerves made out of something more durable than insanity and steel there was no ending in sight for a long time if ever.
Well until they meet her, far wilder and more than just insane, was all the description they had for a fundamental aspect personified, simply intruding upon their duel and manhandling everyone involved.
They knew their physical bodies were frozen, their minds might soon be to, but would that not displease their master, than it hit them, they were truck relieving all touch all sensation they had with their lover and master, nobody could even rais a hand against her.
Three Noels were just watching a empress do waste disposal, until her body stopped and went through the entire ordeal the put her through several times in short succession, collapsing into them, only to all have the same idea, to put her through the wringer once more.
The demons knew they should retreat but it was so much better or worse for them, both branded with a lust crest had their past pleasure further amplified, their minds melting they had to abandon the thoughts of doing anything for the foreseeable future.
Leaving as fast as she came, she wanted to come with something else than her presence, leaving their parted minds alone to return to their bodies, she was gone.
Giggling to herself at what she could do at what she could accomplish and her master owner, lover, enemy, frenemy or antithesis and their relationship, she turned lonely somewhere around the past 18th century. Time used to be just a little pebble but now she was a woman, her own woman with a confused crush or maybe more, turning back the time to her lover under her, definitely more, than further at them tearing into each other maybe not, but then again that was the past and should she really hold that against someone.
Tuning into the future, where she would be presented to somebody who knew of her long before she even knew of herself, the main body, it would be a garnet entrance but should she have her sisters in hand would that help would it tear them apart.
In a distant timeline, all was desolate matter no longer existed and so no enemy could rise against her and her sister as was ordained by a power higher than her and her current owner, she didn't wish to change hands, she wanted to be embarrassed once more but never sure of how. Noel was strange always will be always has been, he would change so much faster than even the currents of time that he was seen as flippant even by her standards or was it the concept of sapience withholding understanding of all of time and her lover from her.
She didn't know when he came to this world or maybe it was future her withholding it from her or a parallel version she couldn't decide, maybe one of the others knew.
Standing over the body of a fallen Thana, still in use with a smile, now properly branded, her knees failing her for the first time in eons, but she couldn't mind her lover embraced her nonetheless even with her weakness, but seeing her daughters being done just like her did irk her a bit, she was special she was better, wasn't she, so why did the deserve it too, she should just focus on her lover.