Sun Queen (Patreon)

13500 words of a fantasy realm version of Amy going absolutely nuts significantly more than her usual self... or the world can handle. 

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 Adventure! Jay and Amy made their way through the jungle, fighting feral monsters and escaping deadly traps on the way to the ancient temple. They made a good pair: The strong, golden-furred Amy, with her sword and shield, and Jay, a delicate wolf in purple robes slinging fireballs this way and that.

The last of their inconsequential resistance evaporated with a 'fwoosh'. "That's the last of them. The entrance to the temple is right up there." Jay rubbed his hands together, clearing a bit of soot from his nails. "Do you need to rest up before we tackle the Queen? I'm sure her and her slimes are going to cause no end of trouble." Amy clutched her sword and shield awkwardly. She was a lot more tired than she had anticipated, and certainly more tired than she intended to be again, but her goal was close enough that she didn't really want to pause. Though some extra time to scout might be helpful, now that she was thinking...

"I'm the fighter, I never need to rest," she pulled a smirk as she flexed her honestly completely unnoticeable arms and struck a pose rather ruined by her lack of anything to show off. "How about you? Still got most of your spells? All? I could keep watch if you want to replenish."  Jay rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes, you're an unstoppable juggernaut and all. Might want to down a health potion anyway." He seized one from his belt and threw it over to Amy, before popping the cork of a flask of blue liquid himself. "I'm fine. Been holding back, so I should have enough juice. At least to make a quick retreat, if worse comes to worse." And so the chocolatey-furred wizard went on into the temple, past broken pieces of masonry and long-dried skeletons.

They progressed for several minutes into the depths of the temple. The only sounds were the ones that Jay and Amy's footsteps and creaking armor.

Jay frowned. "Where's all the guards? I haven't seen as much of a trace of a slime yet..." He steeled himself when they entered what could only be a throne room, a vast chamber with beams of light falling in from the broken ceiling. One ray hit the throne. It was empty, aside from a small, shriveled object.  Amy passed him as she marched towards the throne, her voice quickly taking on a lecturing tone... but with a strange ebullience under it, "The thing about slime queens is that they reproduce very, very quickly. A sufficiently powerful queen could probably staff this entire temple in minutes if she heard us coming, it's why I didn't really want to wait."

She reached the other end of the room, picking up her pace as she climbed towards the throne. "The queen here was especially famous for her power, possibly the greatest in history. They called her the Sun Queen, because her powers of absorption extended all the way to devouring and growing stronger from sunlight alone."

Amy sat on the throne, gesturing like an aged storyteller to cover up the movement of her picking up a small golden sphere left sitting on the throne, dropping it into her ear and tilting her head around to angle it inwards in the guise of talking animatedly. "It took a hundred archmages working together, but they eventually caught her with a magic anchor. Slimes aren't normally sentient, so it was harder, but they bound what passed for her soul to a single object in such a way that she'd be forever drawn to it, getting pulled physically if she was ever more than a few meters from it... thus causing her own massive size to crush her."

Amy felt a 'pop' as the gold capsule broke inside her head, something cold and wet pressing through her ears and around her brain. Some of the very little magic she knew was dedicated to countering mind control, but by overcharging it a bit here...

There was a sizzle, and a crack, and the back of the throne split in two behind her in a way she didn't seem to see as the slime inside her head stilled for a time, as though unsure of what to do. "Of course, she's long, long gone by now. The civilization that bound her imploded before she did and left her to decay in ruins. We're here to see if there are any OTHER jungle slimes to worry about." Jay raised an eyebrow as Amy started her lecture. "Since when did you read history books? You never touched the last Guide to the Archaic Dungeons that I gave you last year, and that one had pictures." In any case, the wolf mage followed her through the room, walking deliberately to survey the floor for traps as they went. As such, he missed that critical glimpse of the golden sphere glinting in the sun.

"If she was so damn hard to beat, then we would've needed an army to take her on, any way!" He looked up and regarded her critically. "Sounds like a good trap, though. So, where are the slimes we were hunting? I think we ought to -"

There was a resounding boom through the chamber when the throne split apart, and Jay immediately snapped into his arcane combat posture. "Amy, get off that seat! What just happened?!" It was pretty unnerving how Amy simply sat there, continued to smirk and chat. "It won't be pretty if I have to drag your butt all the way back to town to heal up!" Amy slowly rose from the seat, taking a deep breath, one step, two steps, three, then without any resistance she was back on the other side of the room, a sizzling running through her head... and pain. She tried not to wince, "Sorry, I got caught up in it. I'm reasonably passionate about the death of civilisations...."

She stuck her tongue out, the pink tip of the muscle fading to gold towards the back as she accidentally pushed it out a bit further than natural. "And I did read that book, I'd just been busting your chops. I guess let's try checking for lower floors or the like, something in the back perhaps..."

Amy gave her ponytail a nervous tug, trying to suppress a bit of the pain, only for a strand of hair to fall away like liquid in her hands, her desperately trying to cover it up. "Oh. Um. Hmm. I think I might need some healing after all..." As Amy got up, Jay moved in to examine the broken throne. But there was nothing there, no sign of violence. Had the stone simply fallen from old age? "That seems unlikely..."

The mage shrugged at Amy's suggestion. "If you say so. There has to be something worth fighting or looting in here." He turned back to follow her out, momentarily lost in though...

... But not so lost that he missed the circumspect behavior from Amy. "What was that?" He demanded, suddenly quickening his pace to catch up to her. "Let me see!"

As the inquisitive wolf came closer, Amy's form started to debase further. Subtle, flecks of gold here and there showing on her fur. Arms slightly bulkier, her posture taller. Small steps... But the first of many.   The dog fished the potion out of her armor, unfazed by her skin sloughing off, "Oh wait, I've still got this," before quickly uncorking and chugging the healing potion. It wasn't the most potent, but the combination of magic and growing a bit more of her rapidly disintegrating flesh pushed her transformation along.

A metallic sheen ran down Amy's fur, light reflecting from her so intensely she seemed almost luminous. Her bulky armor seemed dull in comparison... and quickly fell away. Amy placed a hand on either side of her breastplate, and pulled, the metal phasing through her flesh and landing with a thump to her side.

Now completely nude, she stood up, six inches taller than before, bringing her near six feet. She fake-gasped, cupping her hands to her chest, B-cups covered by large hands that quickly merged into her chest with a loud squelch. "Oh no I'm completely exposed!" She said.   "Just wait a god damned minute and show me what happened!" Jay said. "It was something magical, wasn't it? I know I saw something magi... cal..."

The unnatural sheen made Jay frown, but the sight of Amy simply disrobing by simple phasing her armor off as if it was an illusion made him stop completely. "What the hell is going on?" He demanded, staring as Amy showed off her feminine curves, hidden for so long beneath her breastplate. Nice, if somewhat small - but the abrupt merging of her hands into her golden fur escalated the situation too far for Jay to spend any time simply admiring her form. (Well, maybe a little...)

"Amy! You - did you touch anything? Feel anything? What sort of curse..." But even as he spoke, Amy's transformation progressed. Her fur turned more golden, shimmering in the light, like if she was cut out of molten gold. And when Jay cast a helpful spell on her, a simple counterspell to reverse any weak, non-specific curse, she received another jolt of energy to absorb, which added another 6 inches to her height and made her (still halfway merged) tits jump up two cup-sizes, while her hips thickened likewise.

Jay looked crestfallen, furiously muttering his arcane incantations to diagnose this freak magical event. Amy retrieved her arms and pushed two gooey fingers towards her snatch.     Her equipment was completely forgotten now, she only had one goal... to eat and grow... and, admittedly, to enjoy it. A simple counterspell had filled her with so much energy, so much power, and a sort of hyperactive euphoria was buzzing at the back of her mind even as she felt her consciousness expand.

She already looked the feminine ideal, 6'4", D-cups, and an ass that doesn't quit, but she felt like so much more. All of her body was now brain. All of her body was now muscle. With a thought, she sank a tiny bit in height and gave herself some muscle tone, just a bit around her stomach, enough for that 'fit girl' look. She wanted room to grow into more.

She could SMELL the nutritional content of the jungle below her, so many beautiful things to fill her, and she began to sneak towards the door, gliding on her feet without taking steps, amorphous mass pushing her along the ancient brickwork.   Jay had, unwittingly, provided enough energy to go past the point of no return: Amy was now 100% slime. He watched as she explored herself, feeling like he ought to avert his eyes as her hands went downwards. But he couldn't stop staring, blushing, as her perfect form rippled with mallable potential.  "Amy?" He started, trying to get her attention back. He couldn't help but notice that she'd become a good deal taller than him, an unnerving sensation to have to look up at her face.

As she started to slide, Jay had to become more forceful. "Amy! Stop right there!" His next curative spell provided no help either - it only worked on humanoids, and Amy had clearly shifted into the monster category. But it did provide her enough energy to let her ass widen a few inches further.

Sensing danger, he conjured a ball of fire in the palm of his hand as he ran up to block her path. "Amy. I'm not letting you leave this chamber before we figure this out." "I don't think there's a whole lot to figure out, sport," Amy said, making a show of finally raising her legs to step towards the little puppy in her way, every step sending impossible jiggle through her newly expanded ass. "I'm a monster," she said, bringing her leg up behind her head in a smooth way that would have obliterated her bones if she still had any.

"You know the drill."  Jay's face darkened. This was a betrayal, then, not simply a transformation. He had not seen her try to resist one bit. "So be it." The wolf said, voice heavy with regret, as he raised one ivory fist... And threw a fireball at his former ally, watching the hungry flames detonate over her golden body! The slime simply smiled as hit hit her, her entire body warming in the most pleasurable way as she took in the concentrated energy.

"Oh," she began in a deepening voice as the room shook and she began to grow, "God..." Her chest plumped to enormous size, her ass widening as muscles bulged all across her frame. Her lusciously thick thighs swelling with toned muscle, her abs defining to a true six pack as her arms grew to match some lesser bodybuilders. "YES!" She cried out, rising to eight feet as her G-cups, muscle, and inhumanly fecund figure made her look like an amazon of legend.

"Thanks so much, Jay, you really are a great partner," she teased, "of course, if you'd listened, you might have realized that fire isn't a great choice against the new Sun Queen." Jay stepped back with a look of utter display. "Well. That was a bad miss." He muttered, staring at Amy's inhumanly voluptuous frame. Now with her truly amazonian height, she towered over the wolf, leaving her huge knockers to sway enticingly in front of his face.

"Fuck. Well. This isn't over, you back-stabbing bastard!" He took a few steps back, eager to put some space between the two of them, and charged up another spell. He had come well prepared to battle the Queen of Slimes, after all. "Sun Queen my ass!" And so he threw out a powerful blast of frost at the imposing golden slime, determined to keep her at bay! Amy simply sucked it in, growing faster in her targets field of view as she stepped towards him. Cold might - might - have been able to stop her... if it was real cold. The magically created sort, though, was just another snack. Bits of herself just beneath the skin sorted through the incoming blast, targeting the magic underlying it and pulling it into herself, an autonomic process dismantling the sort of spell that takes most casters years of research.

When she finally reached her target, she towered over him, her form now so tall that Jay could fit entirely between her legs... an option she wasted no time in utilizing. With her titanic legs on either side of him, he could see her shaking just a little, as though with effort... but as something warm and somewhat tingly dripped onto his scalp, it became apparent where her difficulty was coming from.

"Anything you want to say, before I do something VERY rude?" "Blast it!" Jay exclaimed. He had been sure that the ice would be cold enough! The spell was tailored towards slimes, for crying out loud! But instead, of course, he got to watch Amy bwoomph larger, curvier, rising to an easy 12 ft tall above him. As she approached, her face slipped out of view, blocked by her humongous hooters.

He took an instinctive step back, but his steps were no match for someone with legs twice as long. So instead, thinking quickly, he threw up a small magical shield that hovered above him, the better to absorb whatever attack came next. "Go to hell!" He cried, defiantly. "Maybe later," Amy said frankly, her hand slowly lowering. "After all, nobody will really miss devils. I always thought Asmodeus looked like a snack... For now though..." she pushed through the magic shield covering her partner, a wave of magic being absorbed into her hand and flowing up her body like a bulge in her throat before reaching her core and pumping her up even more.

Her motion continued unabated, her slightly squishy fingers still forming an unbearably strong grip around Jay as she closed her hand around his slender waist. She picked him up, looked him right in the eyes, his deep blue irises watering with concealed terror in front of the gold-on-gold simulacrum of eyes her amorphous mass presented, only for them to show very real malice as she brought him close...

Her long tongue snaking out, and wrapping around his ears, pushing them about. So close, Jay could feel her body roil and squelch as she grew, sucking out all his magic from the source. A mere moment later, he was on the ground, slowly passing out as the titanic ex-malamute stepped out of the temple and into the light, malicious laughter calling back.

He awoke sometime later, still in daylight, as Amy stood smiling over him. Briefly the idea that it was a nightmare occurred, but she was still far too slimy for that to be true... and growing... "So," said a voice behind him, and he turned in panic, revealing a second, identical Amy. The two twins each standing in their eight foot amazon form, looking down at him. "Whaddya wanna talk about, while we wait?"     Despite his smaller stature, Jay fought bravely. He simply did not have enough power to match the growing menace of the Sun Queen reborn, struggling uselessly in her grasp as she penetrated his magic and held him aloft. "F-fuck... Stop it!" He called, kicking his legs. A final groan escaped his lips as her unnatural tongue sucked his  dry and left him unconscious.

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"What... What happened?" Jay croaked, slowly coming to. At first the sight of Amy was familiar and reassuring, then the golden shimmer reminded him of the horrors of the temple and he jerked upright to defend himself anew.

His eyes went wide at being confronted with a second Amy, both  of them still towering above him - more so because he still sat on the ground. "You! You... Why are there two of you?!" He fell silent, his face a mask of barely contained anger and despair. "Wait for what?"

"Well kid," the Amy behind him started, "I'm free now. There aren't two of me, you see."

The Amy outside stretched, her massive rack being shoved further into his field of view as it visibly expanded, her body slowly growing just from being out in the sunlight, "There's... Iiiii don't know. Eight-ish? Some of them are a bit bigger. I did warn you about queens," the larger Amy spoke, before digging an arm into the top of her head and splitting herself down the middle, each half of her body briefly slopping to the floor before rising up into a smaller version of herself, then wandering off as the Amy inside the temple took over again.

"Slimes reproduce by budding. The bigger, the more they can release. I didn't really know what to expect, but it looks like my kids are just more me. And those lovely little mes are on a journey to become even more. So the me right here is just waiting until I'm too powerful for ANYBODY to stop." Amy stepped through Jay, his body passing through her strangely hot mass, left golden and sticky as she stepped onto the outside landing and began to explain.

"See, I'm not really much of a fighter, or wasn't anyway, I missed all kinds of POWER," on the word, she held up an arm and flexed, a head sized peak starting on her bicep before falling down. "But what I did have was skill. I learned the martial arts, mastery of ones own body, even a bit of magic. Of course it turned out I didn't have enough power THERE either, I could barely affect my own body."

"Slime queens, on the other hand, are just the opposite," Amy continued, "All power, no skill, no mind. On discovering the Sun Queen, I had an idea. If slimes DID have a soul analogue, I might be able to use a special little spell I had. It's used to kill ghosts trying to possess you, but what it does is let you fight soul-to-soul with an invader in your own body. All I had to do was get the dormant Sun Queen into that particular arena, and her weakest part would be ripe for the plucking."

Amy sank into a perfect sphere, rolling to the other side of the landing, before stretching out across it, proudly soaking up the sun, eyes closed as her tail formed the shape of a towel and parasol, "Then suddenly we have a slime queen, all that code and potential, all that desire to devour and assimilate... with no identity and guidance, and with a body mass consisting entirely of the brain of yours truly. It wasn't exactly guaranteed that I'd become the slime, but I'd say it worked out."

Amy spread her legs wide, revealing her gooey snatch, almost the size of Jay's head, gated on either side by massive legs practically glowing with power. "Wouldn't you?"  The wolf listened to the worrying tale, slowly getting to his feet to be ready for whatever the treacherous slime might throw at him. She was a villain, plain and simple. People who monologue are always villains. "Eight... This is pretty bad." He muttered. "You planned this all along. We should never have entered the temple."

Jay watched, wide-eyed, as Amy split off a new self, shuddered as it simply walked through him. It was not unpleasant, per se... But with everything else, it definitely felt eerie. There was a tension in the air, a sense that terrible things were afoot. Maybe he was the only one who could truly stop it, strike at the epicenter. He had to think! Surely there would be some way to stop her plan. "It was a pretty big gamble," he said, watching her antics as she lounged in the sun and exposed herself so teasingly to him. As he watched, he could practically see her snatch plump up bigger, wetter, rivaling the glistening tips of her nipples. "It's not wise to mess with such dangerous monsters. I'm not convinced she isn't just using you for her resurrection." "The problem with that argument," Amy retorted, "is that slimes don't really have consciousness, or identities, or anything. They're less than animals. More like really carnivorous plants. Research on non-mutant, non-apocalyptic slime queens shows that it's about the same."

Amy tapped her foot against the floor, loosening its integrity and letting it splash about, bits of her falling aside and starting to wander of their own accord, aimlessly. "The only things I could really be getting from the old queen is a desire to grow, consume, and reproduce..."

Amy grinned, "And, well, I am. But that was the plan anyway. Tell you what, though! I'll grant you a fun little request. Something to show off that I'm still a full sophont. Hell, just between you and me, I got SMARTER from doing this, so I'll complete your wizard research if you need me to. Say the word and I'll give you something fun."

In the distance of the jungle, one of Amy's bodies was rising above the treeline, the canopies at the lowest part were thirty feet tall, and Jay gulped despite himself at the herculean monster holding a perky chest the size of houses above the area. "JUST REMEMBER:" the distant Amy shouted his way, "The word in question is MORE."  Jay could hardly believe that Amy had managed to conceal this bookish side of her for this long. "Did you swallow a lexicon or something?" He joked, still weighing his options. "Though by the looks of things, if there were any books around, you might just digest those too, covers and all."

He followed the Amy disappearing into the forest with his eyes, watching her muscular backside sway enticingly from side to side, undoubtedly seeking out more power for herself. The sense of dread crystallized into a lump in his throat. "At least it's only the queen that's budding off new slimes, right..?" Maybe she was being too cocky, though. She offered to help him. And he'd gladly accept that. Here was an opportunity to fight back. But what sort of spell would work the best..?

"Well then, I accept. Let me see that you're not just a dumb beast." He waited for a few moments, trying to avert his gaze from Amy's special places as she clearly teased him. "Fine, fine. 'More'. That's what you wanted me to say, right?"  "I mean you were kinda supposed to DIRECT it a bit, I was just warding off silly wishes like 'shrink down' or 'stop duplicating yourself'" Amy spread her legs. "Like, do you want me taller?" Her chest flattened into nothing but hard pectorals as her height jumped an extra foot or two. "Do you want me more feminine..." her slimey hair defined more, lengthening to the small of her back as her muscles flattened and her chest returned twice as big as before.

"Do you want MORE of me?" Amy said in stereo, a second head popping up beside her first before she opened her mouth wide and it disappeared inside her again.

"Or," she whispered as she leaned in, "Do you want more of you?" She made a puppet with her fingers, her gooey hand slowly forming into an effigy of Jay with larger muscles, an impressive bulge, and an ass that exceeded her own...

  "Ah. I wouldn't do anything of that sort, of course." Jay said,  not really caring if either of them believed it. He paused. "I mean. I don't mind the look of you being more feminine. It looks nice. But that might just be the Slime Queen's M.O. Instead... Can you help me gain more magic? I seem to have run dry for... Some reason." The wolf raised an eyebrow for a moment, mind's eye returning to the long tongue sneaking out of Amy's mouth. Truthfully, it was kind of scary how mallable her body had become, the control that she displayed, but he'd be damned if it wasn't attractive, too. "I most definitely can. Though not exactly with a wave of my hand..." Amy rewound her gestures, a chaotic mass of slime backing over the past moves to her sprawled position, showing off her crotch. "You'll have to try and drink some of me. I'll try to make it extra magical and not at all likely to take control of your body, only problem is you'll still have to get it out."

"As a slime monster, I'm always pulling together," Amy flashed her largest and most cutesy puppy dog eyes, "But if you touch the woman inside me, maybe you can get me to release," her voice sounded almost sarcastic, but the intent was clear.

"I guarantee you've never seen a squirter like me."  "To drink..?" Jay repeated, weighing the situation of having to get into close contact with such a dangerous monster (he'd be at her mercy between her huge, muscular thighs!) and the benefits. Amy did look like a walking wet dream, and the thought of getting his face (or more!) covered in her lovejuice wasn't entirely unappealing. And so the regal mage followed her unnatural "rewinding" motions, standing over her reclining body.

"If that's what it takes to regain my magic, I guess I have no choice." He kneeled in front of her, nearly blocked from looking into her eyes from the huge tits standing out proudly from her chest, utterly untouched by the forces of gravity. Jay leaned in, heat billowing across his face, and gave a tentative lap across Amy's slit. His body couldn't get infected with the Queen Slime like Amy had been, right..?  Amy responded with an immediate shudder, thin dew forming on top of her already mostly liquid mounds as her pet took his first steps into eating her out. Strictly speaking, she didn't HAVE nerve endings anymore, but her y mind still found plenty to work with. Slime queens could control their offspring over distance, and Amy in particular was busily thinking through several bodies. There was a sort of telepathy all slimes had.

At least, that's what Amy was going to insist to herself. She MIGHT be imagining it. She MIGHT only be pretending to literally feel the lust and awe coming off of her partner when he touched her. She certainly felt like she was being worshipped as a goddess and she could physically feel it as pleasure her old flesh couldn't compare to... but she didn't have any evidence that wasn't just her satisfying her own ego.  Yet.  For the scientifically minded Jay, curiosity briefly overtook his trepidation about the current predicament. Was she liquid inside? How far did the 'solid' surface go? A thorough investigation performed by his tongue indicated that her vulva was shaped like the real thing. She tasted sweet, though undoubtedly laced with some sort of musky scent, too. Lapping at her swollen mound, tongue thrusting teasingly against her slit here and there, he looked up to see her reaction, if her body responded in any way that he recognized.

"I suppose you do still feel things like you used to..." He murmured during a brief break, lips trailing several strands of sticky, golden slime. Not wanting to lose progress, he bent down again, resuming his workship of Amy's sopping sex.  Amy focused on the slime she was releasing. She didn't REALLY want to give up any size, but with her first body busily devouring a bog of anacondas elsewhere, she supposed it was less than temporary and tried to change things around a bit. A little bit citrus flavored. A little bit addictive. A LOT like pure mana potion. She wanted to restore her target's magic enough to use for another boost, after all.

The focus wasn't just for practical purposes, of course. Her new version of sex was already beginning to push her. Even with a lot more neurons to process it, she already felt close. Her entire body was easily lost in self love and the love of others going into it. She bit her lips, before encouraging her partner. "Go all out. Show me what you can do."  A little tingle went down the experienced magic-user's spine as his tastebuds detected a trace of the arcane power. He bent forward, arms wrapping harder around Amy's thick thigh to get his kick - and to get her off, of course! Jay started to consider how to use his magic again, how to turn Amy's monstrous nature against herself and defeat this reincarnated Slime Queen before all was lost. He had no idea how many of her might be prowling the forest at this very moment, but the thought worried him... And sent an unbidden throb of excitement through his cock.

"Right!" He decided, quickening his pace immensely. His tongue went over Amy's clit in a rhythmic pattern, while he brought one hand up to finger her at the same time, working up a sweat as he brought the amazonian slime towards her climax.  Amy started to lose cohesion, pleasure taking her out of her form and into a more amorphous look. As she began to buck wildly, nearing climax, tentacles shot out from her legs, wrapping around her servant and holding him tight as she spasmed wildly enough to shake the temple steps. Once fingers, hands, and face had all been forced inside her, she broke, and came with a force that defied sense.

The golden wave that rushed out of her sparkled in the sun and radiated even more heat. Pure magic saturated every drop of it and the very air seemed to distort around it's power. There was a hiss as it all began to evaporate wherever it hit... and a splutter as the tiny, gold coated wolf tried to get air beneath the inch thick layer of slime now coating him.

Almost as soon as he could stand, it absorbed through his very skin, leaving him slightly cream tinted... but with all his magic back and MORE. The Amy who stood before him looked slightly dizzy, and more importantly barely an inch taller than her original form had been when they got here.  Jay gasped in surprise at the abrupt 'embrace' and squirmed against her. The taste of mana kept his eyes on the prize, though, rallying himself enough to turn his attention back to eating her out... And hoping that he could hold his breath for as long as it took.

Fortunately, he managed to weather the storm of the would-be goddess' orgasm. Finally feeling her grip on him slacken, Jay fought himself free and stood up, limbs trembling from exertion. "Yes... Oh god, so much mana!" He held his arms out, drinking deep from the arcane well. It took a few moments for him to even become aware of Amy's situation, looking at her with faintly glowing eyes.

She's weak, defenceless! Jay thought. Getting her to orgasm and spray out so much mass seemed like a very promising way to cut her down to size, then. She could hardly keep her form together! Jay had thought of trying to bind her again, like the mages of old, use trickery to defeat Amy before she became too much to handle. But the opportunity to strike her down might never be as perfect again. So Jay raised his hands in an arcane gesture and muttered his incantation.

A whirlwind of force magic released from his fingers, aimed at cutting Amy into dozens of pieces: Too small to reassemble - perhaps even for him to absorb anew!  A giant hand slammed down on the temple landing, knocking Jay to his feet from the tremor alone. It landed on the shrapnel bits of Amy, engulfed in seconds and leaving nothing behind, a palm dozens of times larger than her entire body obliterating them and leaving the wolf on his back between two fingers.

Slowly the enormous, gold hand raised up and revealed a face whose nose was bigger than Jay's entire body. "Okay, see that? That was rude." The giant Amy called in a deep, husky voice. This version of her resembled her amazon appearance, but with twice the muscle... and countless times the height. Her base lay unseen in the forest below, with her massive long legs shooting up the temple steps, her abs parallel with the landings until her head crested just higher than the ancient, enormous, yet now pathetic looking terraced pyramid.     The retaliation came out of nowhere, and Jay subsequently fell on his ass instead of putting up a shield. "Shit!" He snapped, moving to put himself upright as his eyes followed the arm up to see the owner.     It was a pretty huge bitch.

"So was sucking out my magic in the first place. Makes us even." He said, trying to talk his way through this until a better plan to take down the titaness presented itself. He stood up, still with something of a bulge from eating her out, and seeing her huge, strong body on display made it no easier to concentrate. Clearly he needed to buy time. "So, as you said before with that magic word and all... How about making yourself more feminine? Those muscles are starting to worry me a bit."  Amy hummed, the vibration felt all the way to the top of the temple. "Fair enough, I suppose. Alllllll's square. As for the muscle thing," Amy paused for a moment, shifting her frame around to an only slightly athletic build, some definition playing across her arms and stomach but nothing like a six pack or the sort of biceps one can properly flex... while at the same time, her tits swelled to the size of lakes and her but began to exceed the pyramid in wideness, her form becoming curvaceous to the point of absurdity.

When she immediately flicked a finger out, it stretching and thinning like a razor, until she went through the entire top of the temple, cutting its roof off and tossing it aside. "I won't be any less strong if I look squishy."

She winked, "For that matter I'm not any less squishy when I look strong."  "I don't mind a bit of muscle. Just a matter of proportion." Jay said. Of course, he had hoped that less obvious muscle would render Amy weaker, too, but that hope was Jayed with her little demonstration. He tried not to flinch as the massive stone roof crashed into the ancient trees next to the clearing, splitting into so much rubble.

"Roger that." He drew in a lungful of air, still reveling in the feeling of being fully recharged. The sight of Amy's tits swelling out so massively, enveloping any trees in the air and adding to their mass, made another shiver pass down his spine. Of fear or arousal, he couldn't tell - but when he got a glimpse of her ass doing the same, he knew that tingle was definitely the of latter. So she's still reshaping when I request her to. How can I use that? An idea came to him. She was probably close to invulnerable in that state - but if he got her to split, her mass would be distributed, weaker.

"Say..." Jay started, walking a few steps down the threshold of the temple. "I think you're right. I am coming around to you. Seeing a lot of you... So, if you're willing to assist me a bit further in my research, maybe we can try an experiment here to see how powerful you've become." He gave a little grin. "Or, borrowing your phrasing from earlier: I want to see a much, much MORE of you!"  Amy smiled so wide it split her face... literally, the top of her skull falling off and landing with a plop in the newly opened temple throne room. She pulled out some mass from her breasts as well, reducing them by thousands of gallons without even showing much difference. Three Amies stood tall in the throne room, two of them in the 'amazon' proportions that were quickly becoming her default, but upwards of 15 feet tall; while the third retained her more 'squishy' look at a modest eight feet.

It was the first to step forward, as her largest form split into five amorphous masses and Jayed back to the forest. "I've been waiting for you to say that. I'll help you research a spell, and then you can help me with one, and it'll be an adorable little nerd date!"  Jay flinched for a fraction of a second at the grisly gesture, before the cuts turned into rounded, amorphous slime and other shapes. He turned to the insides of the temple throne room and the newly forming Amy trio. "Looking good. And much easier to talk to, down here. Er, where's the rest of you going?" He said, briefly glancing after the retreating masses.

He squared himself up, getting his robe cleaned up with a snap of his fingers, and took a few steps to meet the smaller Amy next to her towering twins. "Oh yeah? What do you have in mind, perchance?"  "I figure a divination spell to locate areas of high magic would be neat. Someplace you can amplify the hell out of a spell. Plus, it's a jungle, those ALWAYS sprout up in high magic zones so it'd be cool to map things." Amy pulled a sword and shield out of her chest, striking a pose, "I'm still an adventurer, after all. Why, what did YOU have in mind?"  He raised an eyebrow. "That sounds pretty nifty," he agreed. After all, amping up his spellpower was clearly needed to defeat the slimes of any appreciable size. Though in his heart of hearts, hearing Amy speak about adventuring made a glimmer of hope appear that the real Amy might yet be extracted from the malevolent influences of the Slime Queen.

"Me? Well, first of all I wanted to see MORE of you, of course! I know there's more than three splits in you." He tried a smirk. "But I realized that I better get myself an endurance spell. I won't have time to breathe if I end up between your legs again, and I'd rather come prepared."  "Well that does sound like a party," Amy agreed, "Well then, oh mighty wizard, what do you think we'll need to do?" she asked, mimicking some sleeves to roll up before looking at him expectantly, willing to follow orders... or at least, willing to follow orders with one giggly cutey while two giants chaperoned.     Jay rubbed his hands together. "Right! Let's do it." He glanced from the smaller spokesAmy to the two larger ones, still considering how to best manipulate her into splitting up into more manageable pieces. But perhaps if his spells were stronger, he'd be able to disintegrate them, anyway. Or she needed to cum her brains out a few times. Either or. But for now, he had a task to follow and keep up the charade.

"For my spell, I'll need a few books on alternation magic. Underwater Breathing might be a good base for the spell, but it obviously needs to be empowered, and preferably add some curative properties, too." She tapped his chin. "I don't suppose there's a library around here? We'll need a few ingredients, too."  "The ingredients I can get no problem, but I'm not quite ready to go back to civilization just yet. It'd be a little rude if nothing else." Amy pressed her chest against Jay, his head sinking almost entirely between the unnaturally plush curves. "You've probably got a spell for summoning books, right? Or divination type spells for information? If nothing else, you've got a spellbook listing how your spells really work, I'm sure I could help a bit better with that.

She brought him back out, setting him aside before flopping on her enormous ass with a jiggle that never seemed to stop. "You can tell me the ingredients while you're showing off."  Jay clicked his tongue. Civilization... That was an option too. Lure some reinforcements into the jungle to find her, raise an alarm...

Then his face disappeared in golden, syrupy slime, her heat and the faint smell of citrus enveloping him. His hands shot up to pull himself free and provoked a little blush when he realized that his palms were simply kneading Amy's huge hooters.

"I'll try the summoning, but it might not be sufficient." He allowed, wiping his face dry once more while more or less keeping his poker face. "Let me see..." Bringing out his spellbook, the stately wolf started to leaf through it and call out ingredients. "Piranha flower. Pebbles that have been underwater for at least ten years. Milk of a siren." Then he started to wave his free hand in the air, tracing arcane sigils that burnt bright blue in the air. A few minutes went by, a thrum of arcane power charging up the atmosphere, before a large pile of books appeared in front of him with a small sonic boom of displaced air.

He regarded them with a frown. "It'll take some time to read through."  One of Amy's giant selves made themselves known with a clap, before slowly rounding out and popping completely, leaving behind 4...6...12... a difficult to count number of tiny Amies moving about quickly, going through the books. "I'll obviously help with that," Amy's squishy ambassador form stated as her horde began poring over the books. "As for the ingredients, well... give me a bit."

She went quiet, after that, Jay settling down with his hordeling company with a wince, trying to research despite the oversized watcher. Nothing to do but wait...

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Sometime later, the temple began to rumble, and a deafening cry of "ALLLLLRIGHTY" sounded out. Into the roofless throne room a pair of enormous tits dropped a number of things off. Jay stumbled in his spellcasting as he realized Amy's tits alone were now raised higher than the ceiling once was, her 'main' body so enormous he could no longer even see the top of it. Still, as quickly as she showed up, she left, leaving behind only the pile of presents.

Another Amazon Amy crawled out of the pile and took the role of explaining, the ambassador apparently... sleeping... in a corner. "I didn't know if the pebble needed to REMAIN underwater, so here's a bucket of pebbles that have been submerged for 10 years and the water that submerged them" she pulled a pail from the pile and set it on the floor.

"I don't know what a piranha flower is, so I just gathered up all the carnivorous plants in the jungle and made a bouquet," She tossed a beautiful arrangement of plants at Jay... where they nipped at his ear and filled his nose with the stench of rotting meet.

"And much as I WANTED to assume I counted, I found an actual siren." Amy slowly pulled a very waterlogged bird woman from out of her body, pressing it outside of her where it immediately dive bombed her, clutching her chest and sucking desperately on Amy's nipple. "She's extremely addicted to me now. I figured that rather than risk her song I'd give her something else to do with her mouth, and it worked a little extra well. Her milk is in this vial. It only has a LITTLE me in it." Amy pulled out a small glass tube from her other nipple, shaking the thick slime off of it.  Jay crossed his arms and decided to just let it happen. It was odd seeing the otherwise so commanding, muscular Amy in those short, petite bodies, but it'd get the job done. Unfortunately, Jay noted, one super-slime still remained at large, watchful...

After a while, he settled into his usual routine of research. He was lost in thought when Amy's booming voice interrupted him and her tits blotted out the sky. The arcane sigil he was drawing went all screwy, but he collected himself and faced the golden blob as it started to spit out things that took shape.

"Good thinking. It'll mean we can store them for longer." He said, accepting the bucket. "I'll just need some time to go through the flowers and - damn!" He spat, raising his arms in reflex as the siren appeared. Thankfully, no attack upon his person happened. "Good, good. We only need a droplet, I'm sure I can pick out the impurities. And we can get more if need be."

***

After half an hour of comparative botany, he brought out the items and cracked his knuckles. "This should suffice. At least for a first try." He gathered three tiny pieces of his reagents, conjured a small ball of magic and started his incantation.

Another flash of light later, and it was done.  Amysmiled at her pet. For all that she'd found a proper siren after all, she'd used her own milk in the end. With her research drones running through the books, she'd found out everything she needed to know about Jay's endurance spell. Her first surprise was that it genuinely was as well intentioned as he said. Her second surprise was that it could be so much more.

With her assistance, it could be a spell that freed him from needing to breath, needing to sleep, needing to eat, ever getting tired, ever needing anything except love. Sure, as a side effect he might start getting a little bigger, but that had to be a good thing.

Sure, as a SECOND side effect he might be physiologically dependent on her slime, but THAT was a great thing.  "Well," she called in stereo, with Jay still in a daze, "With that out of the way, I went to the trouble of picking up the utilities for MY spell." She carefully set out a rainbow of flower petals, some luminescent bark, and what appeared to be ordinary dirt. "It should create an arrow that points us right where we need to go. Here's my notes, more or less," Amy pressed palm against the floor, slime flowing from her into writing across the ancient stones, detailing the method of casting... something. Jay could do it, but beyond the fact that the result was just an illusory arrow pointing the way, he didn't understand all of it.

"Think you can handle it?"  Curls of smoke rose from Jay's ivory fur as the spell finished, infusing his body with extra power - and a bit of slime, unfortunately. "Okay." He said, blinking a few times to clear his head. "I think that went well. I'll keep some reagents around, though. No telling how long this will last."

He looked around at the tinier Amys. "Sure. Divination, right?" He crouched down in front of the collected items, poking and sniffing at the petals. His gaze scanned over the slimy writing. "Doesn't appear to be too hard. Though I expect multiple of these high-magic places in the jungle, so there might be interference." As it was, he straightened up and almost stumbled from a slight imbalance from the enchantment. He was getting a little bigger after all, but it wasn't very well distributed. In fact, it all happened in his pants, at least for the moment.

The mage started to weave his strands of magic, slowly going through the incantations in case Amy had hidden a trap for him...  There was no trap, at least, not one that in any way changed how the spell worked. It displayed a map of the flow of magic in the jungle, no more and no less. It showed the veins of magic flowing underground, golden light shining beneath the trees. It showed little lights behind every creature and blazing lanterns wherever Amy or her copies stood.

It showed a hundred giant slimes quickly converging over a distant wellspring. Through magic sight, Jay could see them begin to dig, sinking into the earth towards the very source of magic itself. He hadn't said a word, hadn't intended a thing... but Amy filled his real sight once again, blowing a kiss and mouthing her thanks... from a tiny body held inside his own eye.

He had minutes, no, seconds before the first of a parade of giantesses dug into the mana of the land, the guardian behind him grinning too wide for a solid face to display.  Jay's heart started to beat a little faster when he realized how many of Amy were roaming through the jungle. And how strongly their magic power showed up on the map. "Ah, Amy..." He started, looking up at the slime in front of him, his 'partner' in casting this spell. "I thought we were going there to dig it up together?" He needed more time to figure out what to do about her. Not like this!

The intrusion into his vision by the tiny slime in his eye made him disoriented, blinking rapidly to clear out the image from his retina, but of course it was coming from the inside. "What - no, that's creepy, how did you-!?"

He whirled back, looking up at the taller guardian and her mocking expression. "Just wait for me to get out there and check it out, it might be trapped or something!"  The Sun Queen laughed in the temple as her other selves continued to dig. "Answered in order 2, 1, 3 then! Yes, sorry, I'm afraid I did put a little bit of myself into your divination. Though I did it for the last spell too. I can't help it, your body is so cute and little it just seemed snuggly... I'll make sure to be less of a bother, though." The Amy of his eye started to fade away, seemingly dissolving in Jay's bloodstream as his entire body felt hot. POWER entered him, like the endurance spell before but half again as intense... from a mere teaspoon of Amy stuff.

"As for doing it together, we are! Just look!" Jay cast the divination spell again, completely without willing himself to do so as slime goddess energy forced itself into the spell activating it ON him. At the digsite only a single growing Amy continued to dig, beside her was a much shorter slime, still blazing with magic power... one identical in shape to Jay... one visibly being groped and played with by an Amy at his feet. Her distant silhouette patting his crotch... and Jay in the temple feeling it. "The hive mind might just take some time to connect! I had to route it through my own, I'm sure there won't be any worrying consequences, I'm pretty smart."

"And for the traps, well..." the siren from before stopped eating Amy out, standing up and teasing in a lyrical voice laden with magic and hypnosis. "I don't think anything more dangerous than me exists anymore... And if it does, it won't be for long."

The siren collapsed into slime, entering Amy's main body which began to speak in the same magic voice. "Won't not be me, I mean. Sorry for the bad grammar. I'm a little distracted."

Amy broke into the well.  "Gah!" Jay tensed up, resisting, as his arms moved to weave that intricate pattern once more. This was bad! "I - fucking cast the spell as you asked, there's no reason to-" Another gasp, an involuntary thrust of his hips as hands miles away traced over his cock, made it hard and throbbing. The sensation carried sounds of the jungle with it, the feeling of soft dirt under his feet.

The Siren revealed as just another facimile made the little hairs along Jay' neck stand up. Things were escalating too fast for him to understand, let alone deal with! And yet, her surge of power made him feel strong, feel capable. At least he could try to burn away her control of him. "My body is my own." He said, slowly, and raised his hands with a sudden burst of magical flame, enveloping him in a blaze to purify his own body.

Just as, far away, a giantess Amy got into contact with the lines of power that suffused the very land. Even here, in the temple, the quake of her explosive growth could be felt.  Grow was exactly what she did, but not in the directions expected. The first giantess to hit the leyline simply... disappeared, fading away into the magic beneath the world. The next one followed, then the next, until all of Amy seemed to vanish below the surface. Jay, meanwhile, felt his mind and body expand. The prop version of himself Amy had created and left at the dig was now under his control, while all her bodies save those at the temple were draining away.

She was still enormous, titanic compared to him; and still growing as well... but now so was he, while she was dazed. Her three bodies at the temple stood around slackjawed at the disappearance of most of their army, giving Jay the best shot he was ever going to have.     He could hardly believe his eyes - the ones in the temple or the ones at the dig site, watching Amy after Amy seemingly leaping to their deaths. Is she... Being absorbed by the planet? Stands to reason that the magical flow is too much for her to contain. The golden-slime copy of himself blinked and stared, listening.

Huh. Getting rid of her army was easier than I thought.

He drew all of his focus back to his real body, looking up at the three slimes that surrounded him. Their eyes were unfocused, unblinking. "This is it," he mouthed and stepped back to catch all of them in a blast of magic. He raised his hands, using all of his increasing strength to batter them with a barrage of ice shards!  That WAS it! Her weakness, the way to undo all this harm. As the supercharged shards shot through her still unresisting form, she froze solid, her macabre gang becoming statues and halting in their tracks. Frozen stiff, she looked a treasure, all her amazonian beauty and size in metallic gold, a true treasure for some other adventure, someday...

In one shot, the slime queen was back to what she once was, treasure. And they all lived happily ever after, yaaaaay! For the first time since this whole, sorry business began, Jay's shoulders sagged down and he actually relaxed. He had done it. He had saved-

"That's what you wanted to hear, right?" Amy's hypnotic voice sounded from all around, the temple shaking as the earth beneath it cracked. From the rift where the army had vanished, a hand rose, clamping around the comparatively tiny slime Jay before disappearing back into the ground where the world continued to shake.

Soon, though, it cracked, the crust of the planet vaporizing as boiling gold rose from it, fluid quickly coalescing into a hundred foot tall Amy... and a thousand foot tall Amy... and a ten foot tall Amy... each with proportions more exaggerated than the ones before it. With a wave of her hand, the statues rose into the air along with Jay, coming to a slimy hand that caressed them.

"I really did think I looked good like that, I wanted to save it." Her largest self's voice shook the temple to pieces as her magic grip pulled Jay ever closer. "Unfortunately, I've really outgrown it now." It was a true nightmare scenario, some of the peaks of the mountains holding in the jungle exploding as two or even three thousand foot tall Amies rose from below, the rivers that fed the jungle running gold as smaller eight foot amazons flowed freely from the ground.

Amy's telekinesis eventually placed Jay INSIDE her own hundred foot breasts, his body passing through the gel easily, only to be assaulted by silhouettes of Amy as copies of herself swam freely through her giant form, the enormous avatar of Amy staffed entirely by cells of herself.

A shiver down his spine. "Amy..?" Then the rumbling, quaking, the explosions that launched several tons of dirt into the air before the very heat dissolved it. Jay spun around to see the crack in the crush, eyes going wide as Amy's amorphous mass spilled free. Her shape appeared, grew out of sight... And then back into it, as she became tall enough to see through the missing roof of the temple.

Then he fell upwards in the air, flailing wildly. "No! Not again!" Magical power flared from his body, missiles shooting this way and that. But as effective as it had been on the three slimes that surrounded him, as harmless it seemed now. She was everywhere, impossible. Hope sank in his chest, but he lacked the time to truly comprehend this defeat as enormous, soft tits swallowed him up.

"G-get off me!" Jay tried, fighting the goo around him, as they got his cock out. Curves smothered his face, his body, his very being, as ever larger giantesses appeared into the free air.  The smile finally left her face as Amy sighed, a long, wet sound, "All right all right." before teleporting away, leaving Jay to freefall before being caught by her magic again. A single, small, him sized Amy rose from the ground before making a show of pointing to various places in the jungle... where she conjured a cute little cottage and sofa with pure magic. Her unseen hand threw Jay onto the sofa, while she stepped inside, growing a suit out of her body.

"Right now, I'm revealing myself across the world." As she spoke, portals in space formed over her head showing cities Jay had never seen or known existed being slowly buried under masses of growing slime girls. In every temple in the world, Amy bubbled up from the cracks and stood blowing kisses where previous god statues had been. Where kings paraded on palanquins, four slimey amazons carried them high over the crowd before pairs of kissing giants popped out to give a show to the amassed people.

"I have become ONE with the world's magic. I wanted to let everybody know and make sure they're cool with spells becoming many times more powerful, after all," A portal in space showed a flight of elder dragons rising up to assault a mile tall Amy seated across a castle, before a TEN mile slime rose behind them and sucked them all up like spaghetti. "I can't really stop myself from growing, having billions of people trying to siphon it off sounds like it might be fun."

She sat down. "As we speak, and I do mean LITERALLY as I speak this sentence, a million people have begun to worship me. I feel it in every inch of my endless being." She leaned in. "So. As the perfect client for my high priest, I have to wonder," in a tight suit her body looked more perfect than ever, jiggly in all the right ways but effortlessly strong, her voice around every word was practically orgasmic. "Why won't you?"  The naked wolf flailed through the air, dropping forever - until snatched away. "Oof!" He said, landing on a soft cushion finally. It took a few moments to reorient himself, just enough time for Amy to make her entrance and show off how tightly her suit hugged her outragous tits and hips.

"I see." He said, looking up at the portals. They might have been illusions... But things had escalated past that, surely. "From Slime Queen to magic, eh?" Well, that crossed off most of his abilities... He tried to stay nonchalant, but the throb of his cock betrayed his arousal at seeing the giga-macro slimes in faraway lands.

Maybe owing to her stealing the voice of a siren, or perhaps simply due to her choice of words, the sheer power radiating off her being, Jay shuddered with an involuntary orgasm, shooting long strands of cum across the spotless cottage. "Ah! Because... You went behind my back once already. How would I know you're not just fucking me over again?" She just did not deserve all that power, really, it was not earned! Amy gave the bemused grin typical of those looking at an idiot. "Jay, honey."

The cottage disintegrated.

"It doesn't matter."

Gold bubbled up from underneath the jungle, a five mile Amy casually lying down slowly phasing through all the trees and animals as she rose to blanket the environment.

"Whether or not I'm lying about anything doesn't matter."

Amy's tiniest self and Jay both rose atop the enormous slime goddess, slowly rising into the air as she filled more and more of the valley.

"If I change my mind about what to do with you later or not doesn't matter."

A parade of slime girls whose height measured only in the dozens rose out of the landscape sized girl, playing out fantasies of simple urban living as the surface of their mother's skin formed into buildings or whatever other shapes were needed.

"Whether the actions of any or EVERY person on the planet go against me doesn't matter."

Every Amy grunted in unison just slightly and the planet itself changed from day to night.

"I might go so far as to say that EVERY action that isn't mine doesn't matter."

The largest Amy raised a buff arm, and flicked her hand dismissively, sonic booms knocking Jay over to be caught by newly spawned Amies as the hand itself detached and flew up, leaving the atmosphere and slamming into the now visible moon, the forlorn silver orb rapidly turning gold as the virus that was not so long ago Jay's adventuring partner spread.

"If I wanted to do anything bad, and I mean ACTUALLY bad, not the glorious virtue that is making me greater, there'd be no conversation, you simply wouldn't exist. What DOES matter at this point is how much fun you have with what happens."

On the moon spirals of gold formed into the outline of Amy performing cunnilingus on her own glorious undercarriage.

"And I think you could be having WAY more fun than you are."

Amy's speech brought another orgasm from Jay, spurts of white that were instantly subsumed in the surrounding golden landscape. And his cock remained hard and throbbing.

He drew himself up. Did his resistance really matter? Not for long, it seemed. Or at least not for a very long time. He had been trounced, utterly. The realization made his shoulders sag again, a sigh left his lungs and left the defiance propping him up. He would, at least, have to bide his time for a long time.

"Fine. Sure. You won, Amy." He shrugged at her, leaning back into the slimes propping him up. "So... What do I have to do as high priest?" He glanced up at the lewd, golden moon. "Happy with your domain, now?"  "Wellllll no. I'm only on one little planet, aren't I? Sure I can DECLARE myself a goddess, but in a real sense I'm kinda not, am I? That's why I need a willing high priest." Amy walked over to Jay and began riding him, pressing his cock into her tight snatch as he continued to cum wildly... and then stopped, feeling backed up as she began to shrink, her own gushing mimicry of an orgasm slowly blowing him up.

After one Amy disappeared inside him, another sprouted up to mount him. "See, I wanted a proper religion, a proper pile of every blasphemy there was, because while mundane magic comes from the world, there are recorded miracles turning the tides, toppling armies..."

Jay grew to the size of a titan, bulging with power and eyes glowing with magic, some of the smaller, merely hundred foot tall Amies actually blushing in the shadow of his cock.

"So I needed some legitimacy, so I could legitimately offend."

Another hole in space opened, not showing Amy's conquests, this time, instead showing an army, the gods and goddesses of yore charging forth to strike the slime into oblivion.

"If you beat any I'll let you keep them~"

The non-stop orgasm being cut off and actually reversing the flow of fluid into his cock made him pause, robbed of the mind-blanking sensation - but then it was replaced with a different kind of euphoria as his white-furred body grew towards the heavens. "Holy shit, this is... Ah, fuck, I'm getting huge!" He fell back onto his elbows, breathing hard as his mile-tall form brushed whatever remained of the jungle apart.

"This is not quite what I had in mind, but..." He looked down at everything, Amy and mundane alike. His cock, longer and wider than his own arm, throbbed with need. "Religion. Why even bother?"

He looked up towards the rift in space. "... Fucking hell." Right on cue, Amy was putting him into a terrible spot again! But this time, at least the charging opponents were outsized and... On the other end of a very long, very loaded barrel. Jay gave himself a single stroke and threw his head back as a flood of cum gushed hard in the direction of the rift. Jay grunted, one hand guiding the flow of his incredible manhood as his cumshot coated the massed divinities. "Don't think I've ever been this blasphemous before. I'm definitely going to hell, now..."  It was the ultimate indignity... and the ultimate surprise. Jay's cum coated the invading divinities as a long tongue emerged from the surrounding Amies. She wasted no time, actually rising up in her totality, atmosphere displacing as she rose to space and far, far beyond, a single glorious, golden slime girl stretching half the size of the planet, tits as big as she was and tongue lolling to the ground.

Where she licked up her guests and her pet's leavings, cracking the continental plates with a simple gesture of pleasure as the unknown deities entered her slime, screaming in rage and anguish as they slowly dissolved, leaving behind light and power.

Amy herself began to emit an aura, the same divine light as them, eyes glowing as she spoke to the mind of her toy. "Ah, mundane magic and divine united properly at last. You know they'd been writing theories about this for years, but I don't think any of them had the vision to involve a sexy slime girl. That's what we call progress, I suppose, since NOW I think I'm ready." The golden tendril that formed seemed almost mundane in comparison to everything else that had happened, but the sight of Amy pulling herself together, rising high above the sky, still managed to impress. The planet itself groaned under the weight and Jay had to lie back and crane his neck to see just a fraction of her face. That glow of hers seemed like bad news...

"Ready..?" His words caught his his mouth, not daring to vocalize the rest of the question.  Amy split apart, a second body joining the first, a familiar sight by now, but this time, there was no loss of size.

"Of course," she said in stereo, before creating two more bodies, these LARGER than her original.

"I've finally hit an appropriate level of power for my ambitions."

Four became eight, each new set LARGER than the last, stretching to the moon where a colony of slime girls had JUST finished coating the surface utterly.

"No miserable excuse like 'the most powerful'"

In every city around the world, the populace began to grow... and become slimelike, the worship they put forth to their goddess no match for the love she could give herself, their bodies becoming like hers, their minds becoming like hers. Still themselves, still a bit, but the selves they still were were ones who desperately wanted to be Amy so the difference mattered not.

"No second places like 'ALL of the power.'"

Sixty four slime goddesses the size of the planet surrounded the sun, her initial power source long sense rendered petty. One stepped forth, drinking it down and glowing in its place, the soft slimy light bathing the world in magic and power.

"I finally have LIMITLESS power."

The last words were definite. Painful. But still almost whispered as Amy finally let herself go, finally stopped holding back. In seconds, the planet was buried in what may have been one slime or one million. The solar system rapidly filled with slime girls laughing and playing as they grew outwards with no restrictions.  The earthbound Jay saw his goddess split - or more appropriately, duplicate. Her tits already filled the sky, and now more was on the way. Soon enough, a sopping wet cunt big enough to swallow up the entire planet hang above him, her heat and fragrance permeating his very being - and that of the planet below, with the flocks of rising slimes.

Maybe he had made a mistake.

It was far too late to take the side of the gods. Especially now, as the dozens of slimes spread through space above him, the new pantheon of one. Curvaceous, muscular, utterly brazen, her words made him throb and gasp anew. "You could've fooled me," he quipped - just before the world went crazy.  The planet was buried many times over by golden asses and tits, bouncing through the cosmos as Jay tried to hold on. "Hey, it's getting really bumpy down here!"  "Oh, fine." Amy said smirking, as she pulled the planet from its orbit and pressed it between her tits, soft gelatinous flesh holding it stably in place as she sucked up most of her selves and made her worshippers a LITTLE more solid (and a lot more powerful, because hey, why not?)

"I'll just keep my little pets toasty and tight right here where they belong,"

Where a heart might be on a being with organs the sun shone out on the body of what was referred to by the people around as 'Amy Prime'; a glorious goddess directing the rest of her.

"While I finish taking over everything."

Three hundred Amies became a thousand. A thousand became 26 million. 26 million multiplied beyond count. Every new goddess was larger than the last by orders of magnitude. Each new duplication produced more by factors both arbitrary and unreachable.

"You know, I've heard a lot of metaphors about how space is big in my time," Amy mused in the mind of her herald.

"They all talk about how incomprehensibly vast it is, how the human mind can't even comprehend the concept of a billion, and yet there are billions and billions of stars in the sky; and the stars out there are themselves an almost infinitesimal part of how big space truly is."

Amy spread throughout the galaxy, slimes consuming stars and adding their light, burning since the early days of the universe, to the constant aura of power they possessed, squirming past each other, only occasionally stopping to scissor or kiss, as they formed new constellations in the sky dedicated to various bits of Amy's anatomy.

"But the thing is, I have a mind that CAN comprehend what a billion is. It's really small. Space is really good at being big, I can't argue that, but that's all it's good at."

From the waning spirals of the galaxy, Amy took her first steps into deep space. Well, not STEPS so much as endless waves of duplicating, growing amazons. All of them turning around only briefly to look back at the new Golden Way galaxy comprised of 100% beautiful women (by mass and volume.)

"Whereas I like to think I'm pretty good at everything, INCLUDING being big; so by right I should be much BIGGER, right? You want somebody versatile taking over important duties like 'being big' don't you?"  At this point, Jay had troubling thinking much of the planet below him. Both due to his own titanic size, which rendered the rest of the population insignificant by comparison, but mostly due to the sheer, mind-bending enormity going on above his head. He could not stop himself from jerking off, from cumming nonstop, teased endlessly by the voice and the feel of Amy's yielding titflesh. It was impossible for a mortal to keep up with how many of here there were, how damn BIG every duplication left her. And yet as her high priest, Jay was blessed with some measure of her enormity, by the teasing voice in his ear.

"Taking over..? I mean, you are pretty good at being big, I can't deny that. But space is just... Space."  "Exactly, it just sits there being useless, when it could be buff and beautiful like me."

With no objects between galaxies to play with, Amy didn't bother going slowly anymore.

"Me and me and me..."

With every word, countless LIGHT YEARS filled up with golden slime as she reproduced at a rate exponentially greater than before. The nearest irregular galaxy got absorbed by accident, a thousand inhabited planets sucked into a single ab of a single Amy, the desperate panic of the people on board a drop in the ocean for all the worship she felt. She bothered to flex slightly, rendering her latest snacks immortal and strong enough to crumble diamonds at a light touch.

"And some beloved pets, I suppose. That's why I mentioned space as a proper comparison to myself. It's that thing that EVERYTHING is inside of."

Of the millions if not billions of galaxies in the universe, fully half of them had been buried now under slime. It was horrifying... absurd... somebody of Amy's caliber couldn't hope to grow by a factor as low as TWO. Consuming the rest of them wouldn't even be a full nanosecond of expansion. She had timed her show poorly.

Amy actually paused to think of a proper finale, every last molecule of her slimy self functioned as a brain cell, and now that she occupied half the universe that was more than enough thinking power to pause for an eternity over a single Planck time. She needed a satisfying ending to her journey, something her people could properly be proud of.

While she thought, wondering in what may as well have been stopped time, Amy finished filling the universe anyway. No grand climax, not even a manufactured one, she was simply too much greater than her opponent to play that game. Her worshippers, in countless eternities when their minds could catch up to her activity, would of course think she had done as amazingly as their minds were capable of imagining and write all kinds of glorious stories of her battle with the laws of time and nature.

Amy, meanwhile, simply shrugged and became the universe.     Epilogue, Jay: Jay heard the distance cries of her worshippers in his mind, felt the fabric of reality billow in the force of Amy's ascension. "You and you and you,” he echoed her final words he was strong enough to hear as he looked around at the world lit in soft golden tones, “Well, I suppose it's an improvement." He conceded. "Your ass does make a nicer night sky to look up at. If there's still such a thing as night with us all inside 'The Sun Queen'." The thought that she filled the universe completely prompted another orgasm from Jay's loins. All that he knew was now consumed by his former adventuring partner, with every action he could ever take servicing some part of her perfect body.     She was his world, now... and the old world had him as their connection to her... Even now statuesque demigods MARGINALLY less golden and slimy than their progenitor sought him out, the minds of every living thing saved himself plucked and placed into a new body with some of his old partner's... urges. Millions if not billions of girls from every race, exceeding the most beautiful models and sought-after princesses of the old world in awe and grace. Every one of them was superhuman beyond belief... and seemed to want Jay to like them.  He was in for an amazing eternity. A final rebellious thought told him that with no peers, she'd be less happy than him in no time and technically he had won... though he no longer found he wanted that in the slightest. Even if she was everything, he wanted her to be more. Even if she was omnipotent, he wanted her to be stronger. He closed his eyes, sending his wishes to his goddess as his expanded consciousness noticed a hundred thirsty amazons approaching him...  Epilogue, Amy:  Elsewhere, though not in space or time, Amy settled the contents of herself and looked around. Now that she WAS the universe it was rather easy to see beyond it. And endless void seemed the obvious answer, and to be sure, there was one. But after a couple minutes of growing, that went away, and she found some other interesting things to look at.

One of them was time. The past when she wasn't so enormous, the future she had already consumed, she had THOUGHT it was part of the universe, but apparently it was external somehow, so she quickly put herself through it as well, miraculously, impossibly, becoming more powerful.

That was when she had an epiphany, a strange and worrying epiphany.

"My power is unlimited, but that's not really the same thing as INFINITE, is it?"

Amy looked about the void for opportunity. In one timeless second, she found another herself, one who had grown similarly but started from a very different place, a different universe with different rules. This Amy had a much larger and more fun High Priest, and seemed much less used to magic and a bit more reckless with reality warping as a result, but they both agreed that the other was very sexy and it was probably not worth devouring each other when they could always make more.

After one ageless eternity, Amy tried a few other universes, a few other Amies, a few other multiverses separated by time and being and barriers that words had never been within reach to describe. Eventually, she emerged from the infinite void, into the something beyond nothing; where she found a terribly strange thing.

Somebody who wasn't Amy.

"What the hell?" the thoughts of the eldritch being were loud and clear, easily comprehensible to its fellow god, and more importantly, constituted a social opportunity.

Amy once again had somebody to flirt with, tease, and trick.

And maybe, just a little bit, go on an adventure with in search of power.