Over a week later, Michael and the others that had been infected prepared to head off for the film festival in London, Emilia had already gone off ahead of time to ensure they all got in, her plan was to infect anyone that could stop her servants from entering, as they would all be needed for the main event of the evening. They finished prepping themselves in formal attire, Michael and Simon wore jet black tuxedos, both of them were well kept and clean shaven, almost like Men in black agents.

Abi and Lauren wore similar evening dresses, one a dark blue and the other a shimmering green, the dresses clung to their bodies, showing off their features well. Katie and Ellen wore long flowing dresses, elegant and airy, floating neatly as they moved. Ellen's dress was a soft orange colour, whilst Katie adorned a deep purple colour instead.

They departed a very extravagant looking house, some miles from the hideout and even further from London itself. Walking down a long paved driveway they approached a large black Range Rover, with Michael jumping into the drivers seat and the others climbing in, they soon set off for London, the time to solidify Emilia's power had come.

****

At the Film Festival in London, Emilia emerged from her Bentley and made her way over to the side entrance of the main building, she tried opening the door but it was locked. Emilia places her hand over the lock and focused for a moment, the lock clicked and she opened the door without trouble. She dashed inside, watching carefully to make sure she wasn't spotted.

Once inside she looked around, searching for some kind of staff room or crew area, somewhere almost everyone running the event was bound to be at some point. Emilia eventually found a crew tent and various other areas tucked away behind the stage, well out of sight. She heard voices coming from the large gazebo ahead, peering through one of the side walls she saw a number of staff gathered inside, about 15 of them, discussing the schedule for the event.

Emilia snuck round the side and stood in the entrance to the tent, it took a minute or two for anyone to realize she was there "Oh, Miss Clarke... I didn't know you were... Sorry, can I help you?" Said Aaron, quite confused by Emilia's sudden appearance, finding it strange that she was even in this part of the building.

"She actually, I'm looking for a some, Volunteers. I have a few guests to bring in tonight, but I can't have anyone knowing they're here..." Said Emilia calmly, walking to the middle of the tent and giving everyone a glance, ensuring no one departed.

"Oh um, there's nothing I can do about that unfortunately Miss Clarke..." Said Aaron skeptically, watching as Emilia stopped in amongst them all.

"I know that, but you're all going to help me anyway" Said Emilia happily, raising her arms slightly and closing her eyes as she began to unleash her Porridge. Everyone watched in disbelief and disgust as suddenly Porridge began oozing out the top of her jeans, but despite wanting to get the hell out of there, none of them could move, as if caught in a trance, hypnotized by an invisible field of energy Emilia was emitting, also stopping them trying to call out for help.

The Porridge gathered on her thighs for a few moments, building up until it leapt from her body in large long slimy tentacles, quickly latching onto various people close by. It then began sliding its way inside their trousers, starting to fill over half of the people in the tent with her Porridge. Emilia moaned euphorically, tensing slightly as multiple people, both men and women fell under her control "Fighting it, only makes it worse" she groaned, she could feel a few trying to resist being infected, but she quickly subdued them.

Emilia could feel her power growing, her body filled with intense energy. Once several had been infected, her Porridge retreated briefly before latching onto anyone who was left, filling all of them with a thin lining of warm Porridge, only a few centimeters thick, enough to seize total and permanent control of them. Emilia giggled joyfully, feeling her Porridge thicken and move inside her jeans, growing faster than ever before.

Those now being infected groaned and grunted, soon gasping with elation as they fell under Emilia's devine power. Once finished, the last of the Porridge still on Emilia's thighs retreated back into her jeans, rejoining the rest of her Component.

It took a few long moments before Emilia gathered herself and turned her attention back to the plan "Right, so... There'll be six people arriving at the side door over the north end of the building, round the corner from the main entrance. You'll know it's them when they arrive. Get them inside, keep them out of the way until I'm on the stage... Got it?" Said Emilia, sticking up her thumbs, she smiled happily as she looked around at everyone, her new group of servants.

Most of them nodded in acceptance, Aaron knelt before her and bowed his head respectfully "Yes Mistress, we shall do as you command"

Emilia took a deep and refreshing breath as she turned and left the tent, now it was time to get changed and arrive out front as if she had only just got there. She went back the way she came and returned to the side entrance, sliding out watching no one saw her and dashing back to her car. The Bentley roared into life as she reversed out and drove off, heading back to a five star Hotel she said she would be picked up from by a Chofer and some other people she knew.

Various people she had starred with in movies and Tv shows would also be at the event, a few being in the car coming to collect her. Once she parked up and entered the hotel she headed to her room to change.

Emilia approached her room and slotted the keycard into the door lock, pushing the door open and disappearing inside. She sighed with relief, muttering to herself as she dropped onto the large comfy double bed, laying down she pulled out her phone, viewing her messages as a text came through from Nathalie "Just so you know we're about 45 minutes away! See you soon! Xxx" it read.

Emilia panicked for a moment, thinking she didn't have much time to get ready, when suddenly she realised that she could change clothes with the click of her fingers now, she smiled and lay back down on the bed, blissfully happy with all the power she had, and excited by how much more she was soon to have. She rubbed her thighs gently, moaning slightly as she felt the vast wealth of Porridge trapped inside her perfectly fitting jeans.

Suddenly feeling quite horny, she slid her hand down into the front of her jeans, reaching into the thick runny Porridge as she began to toy with her cunt playfully, moaning softly as she rubbed it. Letting her mind wonder, she began to think about that night she spent with Michael, just after Ellen and Lauren had been infected, thinking back to how it all felt, all the glorious sensations that pulsed through her body.

Soon she thought about how feeding on Simon felt, draining his muscles and fat to improve her own body, she mixed that with her memory of Michael. Dreaming of all the naughty things they did, picturing herself grabbing hold of his throat and squeezing tightly, just enough so he struggled to breathe. He glowed a misty white colour as Emilia began to feed, absorbing the mist and starting to drain his strength, and height, also taking whatever fat he had to increase the size of her breasts.

She moaned loudly as he withered away before her eyes, her tits tingled strangely as they began to grow, stretching her top to its limits as they grew by over a full size and a half. Emilia could feel her feet now slowly sliding over the end of the bed.

As she lay there on the bed dreaming of this, she rubbed her slit enthusiastically, nearing herself closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy, she wailed orgasmicly as she clawed at the bed sheets with her other hand.

Back in her dream, Michael had become weak, frail and short as Emilia continued to grow. As the white mist began to fade, nearing Michael closer to death, Emilia began to climax, starting to cum as she finished stealing his life and energies, crippling his body. Once Michael passed, she let go of him, shuffling off the bed and standing up to inspect her new assets. She had grown from 5ft 2, to over 5ft 9. Her bust had gone from a 32C to a 34DD, and her hips, legs arse and waist had all grown to adjust to her new height, so they looked just as plump and curvaceous as when she was shorter.

Just as she had finished feeding on Michael in her dream, she had also reached her climax in real life, straining as she released her load into her jeans, causing it to mix with her warm Porridge. Emilia lay there for a while, getting her breathe back and removing her hand from her jeans, quickly scrapping off any Porridge that was on her hand back into her jeans.

She lay there thinking, longing to do what she had just dreamed of, but not to Michael, as he was far too valuable to her, he would be no use to her dead or weak. He was her personal plaything, one she didn't intend to lose.

Shortly before the Chofer was set to arrive, Emilia climbed off the bed and stood in the middle of the room in front of a full length mirror, she thought for a moment before clicking her fingers sharply. Suddenly her clothes transformed into a stunning red dress, a long flowing ensemble of shimmering fabric, showing off the curvature of her posterior and the front of her smooth legs, snugly fitting her body as it went up, displaying her plump cleavage neatly. Emilia gazed at herself proudly, amazed at her transformation after becoming a Slaver.

Emilia looked at her hands, clicking her fingers again, her nails suddenly became painted to match her dress, and lipstick on her full lips to follow, now adorned with an average level of makeup to suit her current appearance.

Several minutes later she left the building and stood waiting outside for the Chofer, she was equipped with a long black overcoat to keep her warm and protect her dress.

The Chofer finally arrived in a large black limo rolling to a halt just in front of Emilia. She walked around to the other side of the car and jumped in, greeting everyone as she got inside. Once Emilia sat down the driver set off, along for the ride were 8 others, all of which Emilia had worked with, Nathalie, Rose, Kit, Sophie, Maisie, Isaac, Jason and Lena. None of them had any idea what was going to happen.

"Hi everyone! How we doing?!" Said Emilia excitedly, everyone was so happy to see her bright shining smile. They all talked eagerly for a while as they headed to the event, but when the opportunity presented itself, Emilia took a chance. As they stopped at a set of traffic lights, Emilia discreetly unleashed her Porridge, letting it flow down her legs freely.

Emilia braced herself as her Porridge leapt from her legs and over to whomever was closest, quickly spreading round until it was touching everyone, then it began. Porridge cascaded from her legs, rushing up into everyone's trousers, no one realized until it was too late, when suddenly they all gasped and strained painfully as Emilia infected them. She moaned blissfully as her power grew stronger, and her Porridge grew bigger. Emilia grabbed Rose's leg as she gasped with ecstasy, squeezing it tightly when suddenly she felt her leg grow slightly, as the Porridge settled inside her knickers.

Once they were all infected, Emilia focused on making sure Nathalie, Rose and Sophie were extra filled, as they were her favorites, they would serve her closely. Thankfully as the driver cabin was closed off, the Chofer was completely unaware what had just happened. Emilia day there gasping and moaning softly as any Porridge outside her dress returned to her knickers, after she recovered she neatened herself up "Right! So glad to bring you all under my wing, finally! Tonight is going to be a very special and memorable night... I'll need you all to be part of it. Once I'm up on the stage, then we're set, you'll know when I give the word, then we infect everyone attending the event, spare no one, the more people there are the better the result!" Said Emilia confidently, she kept her hand of Rose's leg, feeling her Porridge settle inside her best friends knickers gradually.

"I'm guessing the others will show to make sure no one tries to get out during your time on stage?" Asked Isaac, he glanced down at his slightly thicker legs, dazed by the sensation of it as it moved inside his trousers.

"Yes, if anyone walks away uninfected, I could risk being discovered. I'm not ready for a reveal, I don't have enough power yet" replied Emilia, as she did she monitored their mental states closely, checking to be absolutely sure they had all been infected properly "Once I've got everyone at this festival, I hope to be powerful enough that my Porridge will be so infectious, it can pull anyone under my control with the smallest touch. The slightest drop could infect hundreds, simultaneously"

After Emilia was certain they were all under her power, she turned the conversation back to what it was before, they continued updating each other on recent events since they last met. Laughing and joking as they travelled, they enjoyed being back in each other's company. Several minutes later they all began to see flashes of light getting brighter outside the car, this was the numerous paparazzi and media reporters gathered outside the building to interview the celebrities as they entered, Emilia laid back smiling, psyching herself up to appear in front of the media as her new self, one day hoping she wouldn't have to keep her power a secret, longing for the day she could say to the world "I'm a Slaver, the first and only real Slaver on the planet" she said to herself.

It was a short wait as other celebrities departed their cars up ahead, striding down the walkway and posing for photos and signing autographs as they went. Many were well known faces, actors, actresses, film directors and producers, big names walking the carpet to the film festival, others who were simply rich people interested in getting up close to the ones with fame. Most of them were being blinded by the cameras, but continued on without looking bothered, the paparazzi however didn't care, as long as they got the money making shots they came for.

Once Emilia's Chofer pulled up, he jumped out to open the nearest door, allowing them to depart and approach the walkway, off to the sides behind fences crowds of fans screamed excitedly, seeing Emilia and her fellow cast members climbing from the car and waving, many cried Emilia's name, begging her to come over and say hi to them.

Emilia pointed over to one of the crowds, turning to a few of her cast members and asking if they wanted to go over. As she headed over the crowded cheered and cried excitedly, she was joined by Rose, Sophie, Maisie and Isaac. They went over to greet the hyped crowds of fans, having photos with them and signing autographs.

After appeasing the crowds, Emilia and the others headed back to the walkway, there the paparazzi continued their frenzy of photographs, shouting for the attention of certain people as they came down the walkway towards the entrance. As Emilia posed, she was approached by a reporter who threw a mic in front of her "Emilia! Emilia Clarke, how are you??" Said the reporter.

"Hi Hello! I'm great thanks" replied Emilia

"Emilia, just so you know, you look stunning, what's your secret to such beauty?!" Asked the Reporter eagerly.

Emilia paused for a moment before responding, realising she couldn't say a thing yet "Uh, lots of hair, and make-up people! Yeah!" She laughed.

The reporter laughed as well "Well you always look amazing, they must be doing a great job! So, welcome to the film festival, what part are you looking forward to the most??"

"Aww thank you! Um I'm really looking forward to seeing what my friends are starring in, especially Jason and Sophie, I've heard some good things!" Replied Emilia

"of course of course! We are too! Is there anything you can tell us about what they're in??"

"No no, no no, spoilers! I don't know much, but I'd have to kill you if I told you... That goes for Game of Thrones too, can't say anything! But what I can say, that tonight, is gonna be big, huge! Don't worry about anyone else, eyes on me people, all eyes on me tonight!" Laughed Emilia, dropping hints about what was to come, even though the media wouldn't be live inside the event.

"Ah, not even a little spoiler?? A little sneak peak?" Asked the reporter eagerly.

"No! Sworn to secrecy... HBO snipers could take me out at any moment!" Emilia giggled, Rose and Nathalie approached from the side, urging Emilia to head on inside with them. The reporter said hello to them just before Emilia headed away, after quickly posing for the paparazzi together they went inside and tried to locate their seats.

Once inside they gathered together and sat down, after a few minutes they began to spot other people they knew, so to pass the time they got back up to chat.

Back outside, Michael and the others turned into the back street outside the building, Katie quickly jumped out the car and approached the back door alone, she knocked and waited. A few moments later the door swung open, one of the infected staff members, Gillian, greeted Katie briefly "Guests of Emilia Clarke, we're here for the main event" Said Katie

"The Queen will be most pleased to receive you, please come in" Said Gillian, gesturing inside. Katie glanced back to the car and waved the rest over, giving them the go ahead. Michael, Simon, Ellen, Abi and Lauren jumped out the car and quickly headed inside where they would wait backstage until Emilia was ready.

Once inside, Michael and the others were escorted to the staff area, they say down and talked for a while whilst they waited.

Back in the main hall, everyone took their seats and watched as the presenters walked onto stage and welcomed everyone, they announced what the plan for the evening was, without further ague they allowed the show to continue.

A large screen built into the back of the stage came to life, it displayed a show intro before diving into a number of upcoming movies and various behind the scenes clips with people who starred in them, then after the clips the directors of said movies would come up to the stage and say a few words about it, congratulating those they worked with as well.

Before long one of the movies Emilia was starring in appeared on screen, it's directors came out onto stage and gesturing at Emilia to join them.

Emilia rose from her seat and headed for the stage, as she approached she glanced at one of the infected staff members, nodding discreetly as she passed him, Emilia's silky red dress shimmered gracefully as she moved. The staff member nodded back and quickly slipped back behind stage to get the others ready.

Emilia joined her directors on stage just as Michael and the others got themselves into position, taking their places by each door that lead into the main hall, various other infected staff members joined them, discreetly placing themselves throughout the room to ensure no one would be missed.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Emilia Clarke!" They announced, everyone began to clap cheerfully as she came up to the mic and waited for the clapping to subside.

"Hi everyone! I'm so glad to be here, the work we've all done is amazing, really proud of all those I've worked with!" As she spoke, her full eyebrows fluttered and flowed gracefully "So, I'm here to introduce the first exclusive preview of the Final ever Star Wars movie. I've been told by certain sources that this IS the final instalment of the franchise, don't ask me why, but yeah. Um, so I won't say much more, I'll let the clip do the talking... As you might have guessed, I'm starring in it, hence why they chose me to present this" Emilia took a deep breath, preparing to unleash as much of her Porridge as possible.
A Star wars trailer began to play on the big screen behind her "Now, let's begin" she smirked, gasping as she unleashed her Porridge, the others quickly did the same, sending vast amounts of warm Porridge throughout the room rapidly, encircling everyone so they couldn't escape without touching Emilia's Component. The Porridge spread rapidly, jumping out at the nearest body it could find and latching on so it could fill each victims trousers or skirt, it spread like long gooey tentacles, capturing as many people as possible.

The attendees screamed and cried in terror, all of them trying to scramble as far away from the Porridge as they could, soon finding that the warm runny substance had them surrounded, slowly closing in towards the centre as it grew in size and mass faster than ever before. Emilia wailed and moaned in absolute ecstasy as her power massively increased, she could feel her Porridge growing immensely, causing her knickers to overflow and pump out even more Porridge into the room.

The Porridge that was spread out into the room began to glow and pulse with a white energy, it traveled towards Emilia and into her body as she started to consume the life force of various people in the crowd. Emilia moaned and gasped pleasureously, struggling to keep her eyes open as the intense orgasms overwhelmed her, she soon dropped to her knees, continuing to feast on the wealth of life and energy she was feeding on from the crowd. The others also started to become overwhelmed by pleasure, each of them could feel their Porridge growing in size and mass, filling them to the limit of what their trousers could hold. Katie and Ellen squirmed and wailed lustrously, feeling their lower bodies become utterly swamped in thick warm Porridge, all of which would soon fit perfectly into their normal clothes, keeping their trousers tight and lower bodies plump.

Those who remained uninfected were quickly swarmed by Porridge, it forced it's way into the underwear of anyone left and began to fill them up, bringing them under Emilia's power, stripped of their freewill as their minds were corrupted by the Porridge. The screams and cries soon subsided as they turned into moans and grunts of pleasure, the sound of Emilia's Porridge oozing and squelching filled the room. The white glowing energy continued to flow from certain people in the crowd and into Emilia, she basked in the pleasure blissfully, her arms out by her sides as she giggled and moaned sexually. Before long, everyone in the room was under Emilia's total control, the Porridge that still remained in the room began to retreat back into Emilia's dress, filling her up with far more than before. The same happened to Ellen, Katie, Rose, Nathalie and Sophie, their knickers filled to bursting point with warm runny Porridge.

Emilia remained kneeling on the stage as her Porridge returned to hide beneath her silky red dress, her arse and hips appeared bigger with so much more Porridge crammed inside her underwear.

"Bow before your rightful Queen" Said Emilia, slowly coming back to her feet as she gathered her composure, standing before an entire room now full of her infected servants, she felt truly powerful. This time felt dramatically different to when she first took the Porridge in, her first time was nothing in comparison to the exquisite experience she just endured. Just as the last of her Porridge returned to the confines of both hers and her closest followers clothing, the entire room rose from their seats to kneel before Emilia, bowing their heads. Over one hundred people, all completely under Emilia's power dropped to their knees "Long live the Queen!" They all bellowed loudly, Emilia gazed in astonishment at what she had achieved, her eyes glistened radiantly with power and lust as she watched over the room.

"Michael, come join me" she said calmly, gesturing to him. Michael rose his head and then stood up to approach the stage, once close enough Emilia took his hand and urged him closer "None of this would have been possible without you... All this, is what you created, for me. Thank you" she said, starting to tear up slightly as she hugged Michael tightly.

Michael hugged back, squeezing Emilia affectionately "Anything for a Goddess like you, and it shouldn't be any other way" he replied.

Emilia smiled happily, they shared a brief kiss before Emilia gently slid her soft hand down the side of Michael's face, she momentarily unleashed the full extent of her power, sending a pulse of it through Michael's body, allowing him to feel just how powerful she had become. Michael gasped sharply, his entire body clenched in surprise as he became overwhelmed by such intense pleasure that he dropped to the floor.

Emilia caught him as he dropped, continuing to let him experience the true scope of her power for a few blissful moments, his body felt so alive and energetic, he could feel the presence of everyone in the room, and even further a field still, he could see into the minds of strangers from over a mile away, they all appeared as forces of energy inside his mind.

He gasped again as the feeling quickly faded, returning him to his normal state. Emilia helped him back to his feet, they stepped down from the stage together and into the crowd below, calling over the others as they did. Emilia turned to Ellen, Abi and Katie "Right, how we all feeling?" Emilia giggled, interested to know how they felt during the experience.

"I think we can all agree that it was, probably the best thing we've ever felt... Like, I feel so much stronger now" Said Ellen happily, glancing over at the others with a cheeky smile.

"Good good! Well, I've got something for you all to do before we head off... You need to find and destroy Any and all footage from tonight. As for the security cameras, they were all disabled before the show started. Not a single word can get out about what happened here tonight"

"Yes Mistress" They replied, bowing briefly before mobilising to find any evidence of Emilia's mass infection. Emilia and Michael on the other hand returned to their table to gather those she had infected on the journey over, upon reaching the table a woman called out to Emilia.

"Emilia!" Called Millie, waving at her as she dashed over excitedly. Emilia squeaked happily as they threw their arms around each other, hugging tightly for a moment.

"Aw Millie! It's so good to see you! How are you?" Asked Emilia, completely forgetting about what she was supposed to be doing.

"Same! I'm great thanks, so glad to have been here, otherwise I wouldn't have been infected... God knows what I would have missed out on!" Millie said happily, causing Emilia to suddenly remember she was now a Slaver.

"Oooh, ooh yes! Fuck yes!" Exclaimed Emilia blissfully, reaching for Millie's posterior, taking a firm grasp as she felt her Porridge neatly packed into Millie's knickers. Emilia quickly became quite excited about her being one of her many servants "Oh my goodness, yes come join us! We're heading off in a while"

Emilia soon realised the rest of the room was still on their knees "As you were!" She said loudly, without hesitation everyone in the room came to their feet and sat back down, resuming their conversations or turning their attention back to the Star Wars clip that was on loop on the big screen at the back of the stage.

Simon, Ellen, Abi, Lauren and Katie searched the entire room throughly, going through any media camera, phones, audio recorders, anything that could have captured evidence of Emilia's true nature. After more than an hour of searching and double checking everything, they agreed that everything had been checked. They returned to Emilia who sat at her table with various others talking and giving them instructions "Once you return home, anyone you encounter after tonight, infect them. If I need you for anything, you'll hear from me or Michael"

"Mistress, our search is complete, any and all footage from tonight has been destroyed" Said Katie, taking a seat next to Emilia.

"Excellent! Well done all of you. I'll finish up here, then we'll head off. Everyone else will carry on with the show, feel free to go and say Hi to people, I'm sure you're all fans of many here" Said Emilia happily, taking Michael's hand and winking at him cheekily.

The others bowed briefly before dispersing, going in search of the celebrities they had always dreamed of meeting. Meanwhile Emilia spoke to Michael quietly "So, where's our next target?" She asked, resting her hand on his leg provocatively.

"Well, you've got many options to choose from at this point... Let your new minions begin growing their roots, with this many now under your power, you could spread the infection all across the country within a few months. Or, you could keep attending events like this, doing the same as you did tonight. But if you felt daring enough... You could try the infecting a town, then maybe a city, if you did that, the country would be yours within a couple of weeks, within a year or more, who knows, you might own half the world" Said Michael, barely able to contain his sexual lust at the mere thought of such things happening. As he started getting hard, Emilia bit her lips and squeezed his cock playfully.

"Oh, I like the sound of that! Whole countries at my feet, building my power... I think we can talk about this later, whilst we get a little hot and sweaty" she said quietly, leaning closer to him as she gently nibbled in his ear lobe.

Micheal noticed Katy Perry in the distance, laughing with one of her friends "Are you feeling hungry??" He said suggestively. Emilia looked in the same direction as Michael, she noticed his hands gently cupping her breasts "Treat yourself" he whispered.

Emilia giggled "Don't get too excited just yet, save it for the bedroom" she hinted, jumping up from her seat and heading over to Katy Perry. Upon reaching her she wasted no time in showing her intentions, Emilia grabbed hold of Katy's throat tightly starting to quickly drain her life force. Katy glowed a misty white hue as Emilia moaned softly, soon Katy's chest began to sink, and Emilia's began to grow. Emilia closed her eyes and moaned sexually as her breasts began to tingle, she drained Katy's breasts, adding them to her own. As Emilia's dress stretched to accommodate her growing cleavage, Michael watched with delight, holding his cock tightly as he saw Emilia's tits grow.

Before long Katy's chest was flat and dull, her hair grey and her face wrinkled as Emilia drained everything from her, Emilia bit her lips as she finished Katy off, her breasts now huge and plump, having grown two whole sizes. Emilia released Katy, letting her drop to the floor weak and old. Mumbling to herself as she wondered back over to Michael, almost like she was drunk on pleasure.

Michael took her hand as she approached and guided her down onto his lap, Emilia lay back against him comfortable, looking as if she were actually drunk, very high and giggly as she sat on Michael's lap "Looks like you need seeing to when we get home!" she laughed, enjoying the soothing sensation of Michael now grasping her new boobs, squeezing and rubbing them gently. He grew harder still, almost drooling at the sight of her now heavily laden chest. He slid his hands down into her bra, seizing her nipples and playing with them, Emilia moaned softly, resting her head back as his toying sent blissful calming vibes throughout her energetic body "And I know exactly how I'm tending to you now that I have these new assets handy" she mumbled to him, taken by the sensations rushing through her body. It was unlike anything she had experienced before becoming a Slaver, having so much power and feeling these dramatically enhanced senses was like a drug, so addictive that the smallest whiff would have anyone hooked, the most high flying buzz in existence.

Later on, after Emilia's followers had met their favourite celebrities, she sent Michael to gather them up before they departed together. Since Katie could drive, she took the Range Rover and took the others home, whilst Emilia and Michael headed off in the Bentley, they headed back to the house the others had met up at before the festival started.

Emilia and Michael jumped into the Bentley, she hit the ignition and the engine gracefully cranked over before roaring into life. Once they set off, they spoke a little more about Emilia's next move "So, with a rather successful take over tonight, you've got a few ways to go, like I said earlier. Which takes your fancy?" Asked Michael

"Hmm, a couple do, run me through them, what would each method involve?" She replied curiously.

"Well, you're already in the process of one of them, which is letting those you've infected spread your Porridge to whomever they come into contact with, a slow but effective method" he watched Emilia as he spoke, unable to take his eyes of someone so beautiful "You could continue repeating events like tonight, taking hundreds at a time, and again letting them spread the infection. Those are pretty straightforward. Or alternatively, you could push yourself and try and infect, a town, or even a city..."

Emilia raised an eyebrow, as the last option sparked her interest "A city you say? So London, or Edinburgh?" She asked.

"Potentially yes... But you might have to start smaller first, because trying to infect something too big too quickly, you run the risk of depleting your Porridge, which would kill you. But it's a possibility still... Um, it would involve a few factors, finding the highest point possible, suitable weather, preferably cloudy or raining. Now since you're not yet powerful enough to manipulate the weather, we'd have to wait for the perfect moment, at least an hour or more worth of rain. The tricky part being how we'd get a swimming pools worth of Porridge to that chosen point, without attracting much attention to ourselves"

Emilia nodded "I see, I wouldn't want to bite off more than I could chew... As for the weather, well, it's always cloudy in Britain, or raining. Um, as for moving that new batch of Porridge, couldn't we just pump it into a load of my servants, literally just fill them to bursting point and get them there??" She asked, briefly glancing at him as she drove.

"True! Um, as good as it sounds in theory, unfortunately, once the Porridge is inside someone's trousers, it's not supposed to come back out, it becomes part of them, like when we got naked, it vanished from sight... So once bonded to a person, you can't get it back out again" he replied.

"Ah, okay... That's a shame. Hmm..." She sighed, thinking to herself for a while "Are they still building the Shard?" Said Emilia.

Michael liked the thought of it "I believe so... It's central, one of the highest places in London, and if it's still being built, we might just have a shot at getting inside..." But how he thought to himself.

"We get my Porridge in as a supposed supply of concrete perhaps?" Said Emilia, reading his surface thoughts carefully.

"Delivered in tankers, ones people couldn't see inside! From there we pump it into their supply line, up to the top of the structure... Then into the prototype I've developed, which would shoot a beam infused with your Porridge into the skyline, it would react with the water in the clouds, turning the moisture into Porridge as it rained... Covering the entire city, within minutes" said Michael with a hint of excitement.

Emilia smiled, slapping her hand against the steering wheel "Oh my goodness, I love it! Your mind works in such a wonderful way Michael! London it is..." She squeaked, taking a deep breath, they looked at each other for a few moments, knowing they belonged together.

"Thinking about it, doing it that way could do a more! The rain would travel, covering other areas too, plus if enough got into the water-mains your Porridge would spread across half the country! Which if everything went perfectly, could lead to you owning great Britain within a few weeks... There'd be hundreds of millions under your control" he said, looking over at Emilia happily, she sighed blissfully, thinking about the power she would have at that point, how good it would feel to have so much more Porridge squeezed into her jeans.

Emilia became extremely excited. After a while they arrived at Emilia's home, the very extravagant looking building the others had been at before the event, she pulled the Bentley into the long driveway and parked up next to the house. They both jumped out of the car and held hands as they headed inside, cuddling each other tightly as they walked.

Once inside Emilia clicked her fingers and transformed her outfit into something more casual and comfortable, she now sported tight black jeans and a plain baggy t-shirt "I fancy a drink... Michael?" She said happily.

"Oh yes please, I could do with something strong to be honest!" He replied, joining Emilia over at the fridge. Emilia pulled a bottle of whisky from a small shelf on the side door, then grabbed two glasses before pouring them.

She offered Michael the glass and he took it, toasting to Emilia "Long life Queen Emilia" he said proudly, she smiled sweetly as they touched glasses and drank.

****

An entire bottle of whisky later, Michael and Emilia lay slumped over each other kissing passionately, freely groping and feeling one another. They spiced things up by occasionally nipping and sucking on each other, leaving numerous love bites and faint teeth marks, Michael particularly enjoyed it when Emilia when for his neck as it was quite a sensitive area for him. Emilia also enjoyed having her neck played with, but preferred a little bit of ear biting and nipple play. She secretly liked a bit of choking, but she felt it wouldn't really fit, considering she was the one in charge.

As they toyed with each other, Emilia suddenly remembered something she wanted to do. Placing her finger over Michael's mouth as she pulled away, she sat up and knelt over him smiling cheekily. Emilia clicked her fingers once more and changed her clothes, switching from her casual clothes to some tight active wear, slim black lycra leggings, accompanied by a vivid multicoloured sports bra, they held her new large tits perfectly, showing off their scale.

Emilia then quickly proceeded to remove Michael's trousers and underwear, watching as his Porridge swiftly vanished from sight. As soon as his trousers were off, she began slowly massaging his already erect cock, Michael lay back and moaned blissfully. Suddenly a bottle of Baby oil materialised in her other hand, she flicked open the lid and held the bottle over Michael's yearning cock. Smiling at him as she threatened to start pouring over him "Now, you've been a very good boy lately haven't you?" She said, dribbling tiny amounts over his cock and the rest of his body slowly.

"Yes Mistress, all in your name!" He said proudly, looking to and from her stunning eyes and the bottle of lube. Emilia grinned, amazed at the level of control she had over him without using her power.

"And you solemnly swear to serve me, without question, or hesitation, for all eternity?" She continued, dribbling more lube over him gradually.

"I swear it Mistress! I will serve you always, in this life and the next, my soul is bound to you" Said Michael, biting his lips as his breathing got heavier. His eyes opened wide with lust as Emilia turned the lube on herself, covering her tits in a thick layer of oil, causing it to pool in her bra before she pushed into down between her cleavage, moaning softly as she did, gently rubbing it all in, soaking the front of her bra in sweet smelling oil.

She shuffled back slightly, lifting up the bottom of her lube soaked bra slightly and aiming Michael's cock straight up into the air "Then I, Emilia Clarke, first of the Slavers, name you Hand of the Queen" she said, lowering herself down as she began to slide his throbbing shaft up into her cleavage, trapping it between her tits, all smothered in runny baby oil. Michael let out a strong whimpering moan as she slid him in, he twitched slightly as his cock settled between her tits.
"It's an honour to serve a living Goddess" Michael cried sexually, moaning as Emilia began moving up and down with her breasts, massaging his cock with their slippery soft flesh.

Emilia watched him squirm and writhe with delight, alternating the pace at which she massaged his shaft. Michael gasped and grunted, taken by overwhelming lust, his first titjob unlike anything he imagined, the wet sliding and squelching sounds made him hornier, he tried to gaze at Emilia, but with his body in total rapture, he couldn't even forms words. Grabbing her tits firmly, she rapidly stroked his cock, causing him to moan wildly as she sped up.

"Oh that's it! Yes! Look at you go... Let me see it, every exquisite detail!" Said Emilia, peering into his mind to see what he was thinking during this wonderful experience. Everything she saw in his head was of the Slaver world, of the character there that was based on Emilia, all of her becoming infinitely powerful, feeding off everything so she could rule forever, Emilia laughed with joy, beginning to feel some of the sensations her Slaver world character was experiencing, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure that was spilling over from Michael's imagination, mixing it with his own.

Curious to see how much pleasure Michael could handle, she focused her power into his mind, attempting to allow him to feel what was happening in those thoughts he conjured, so to him those thoughts would feel very real. As soon as his mind was open, he let out an excruciating gasp, it sounded like he was in agony, when actually he was feeling intense sexual pleasure like never before, Emilia could feel his cock tensing as he tried to hold back his release, but he couldn't hold on. Feeling mean Emilia used her powers to prevent Michael busting his load, forcing him to hold it back as the pleasure continued to build, he screamed and twitched uncontrollably, unable to cum and unable to resist all the glorious pleasure he was feeling.

"Mistress, Please!! Let me cum!" He managed to slur, his words deformed by his almost total inability to talk with so much passion flowing through his entire body.

"I'm not done with you yet boy!" Emilia growled sexily, now beginning to channel her power down into her tits, through into Michael's cock, drastically increasing his unbearably intense orgasms. He kicked and squirmed as his body tensed harshly, his heart beating dangerously fast. Michael groaned orgasmicly, groping Emilia's body firmly. His body drenched in his own sweat, she could feel that he was boiling hot beneath her, his cock still straining as she withheld his load.

Emilia withdrew from his mind, returning it to normal, this allowed his blood pressure and heart rate to drop slightly, meaning his heart wouldn't give out due to the strain on his body "Keep going! I'm loving this!" Giggled Emilia, also starting to sweat as she stopped using her hands to move her tits, instead she went back to sliding them up and down his shaft, breathing more heavily as she pumped away with her chest enthusiastically. Emilia continued to torture Michael, carrying on for several excruciating minutes without letting him bust his load.

"My Queen! I beg of you, Please!" Cried Michael, his speech still slurred by his orgasms, desperately craving to release, his body could no longer bare the overwhelming ecstasy, sweaty and exhausted, he continued to strain and wail.

Emilia bit her lips, staring at him with a sexy evil grin "Are you sure you're ready, because I don't think you are!" She said firmly, threatening to keep him like this for longer.

Michael groaned orgasmicly, trying to forms words, wanting to beg her to let him cum, but no matter what he did, he couldn't bring himself to say anything. Emilia grinned speeding up with her tits and reaching up to start pinching and toying with Michael's nipples, as she did he wailed in exquisite ecstasy, his eyes open wide as he squirmed even more, utterly enjoying her playful nipple grabbing. She decided to carry on, waiting for him to try and talk again, if he could.

After muttering and mumbling for several more orgasmic minutes Michael managed to force out a plea "Mistress! Please!" He cried.

Emilia smiled proudly at him "Very well" She said with a sweet giggle. Releasing her hold over Michael and allowing him to finally blow his load, he let out a huge moan as cum erupted from his cock, spewing in all directions uncontrollably, dozens of large cum droplets landed all over Michael's body, his back arched heavily, Emilia was still attached with Michael's shaft trapped between her breasts, both of which were now covered in warm cum, including most of her neck and chin too.

Michael continued to wail in orgasmic ecstasy as he came a second time, this time not shooting as far, Emilia's oily bra began to fill with lukewarm spunk. Emilia whooped with joy, watching as Michael came a third time in a row. He twitched and jerked violently as he finished coming, his body no longer under his control as it expelled all the energy that had been charged up within him. Emilia looked around, noticing that most of her sofa was sprinkled with spunk, amazed at how much and how far he managed to shoot. Michael gasped, laying on the sofa twitching as he slowly recovered from his monumental climax.

Emilia laughed sweetly, gently sliding her tits off of Michael's dribbling cock. She moaned longingly for a few moments, jiggling her breasts playfully, they made a soft wet squishy sound as they jiggled, allowing Michael's cum to flow down between her cleavage and all around her bra "Mmm, jizzy tits! Feels good... I think I'll wait a while before we go and shower" climbing off of Michael and standing up, staggering a bit due to still being quite drunk.

Michael still couldn't move, he lay on the sofa muttering incessantly. Emilia went into the kitchen and opened the fridge, she pulled out a fizzy drink and cracked it open, swiftly downing the entire can. She sighed with relief just before walking back over to Michael and joining him on the sofa again. Laying back on top of him gently and smiling at him as she began to stroke his hair, gazing peacefully into his dark brown eyes. Michael looked up at her, still recovering and had only just regained the ability to speak properly "I fucking love you Emilia! Life wouldn't be worth living without you"

Emilia smiled, blushing slightly in response "I love you too Michael, it's truly amazing to have met you..." She said happily, going silent as they gazed at one another, leaning closer to each other they began to kiss, starting off slowly and gently until neither one of them was holding back, lustfully groping each other, not wanting to be apart of a second for anyone or anything.