Now that Xena wasn't pressed for time, she could abuse her powers more.

  The mocha breeder was still impaled on her shaft, her spasming muscles plus the copious amounts of cum she had stuffed her with made it feel like her cock was bathing in the most sinful of yogurt baths.

  She was still far from being satisfied with the single climax, but she was now able to focus on applying all of the "buffs" to her current seedbed.

  Xena activated her [Asset's expansion] again to cause the massive mammaries she was fondling to start gushing milk and she made the woman's butt rge enough that Sir Mix-a-lot would be proud. Sure, she was much more of a boob person, but a nice phat ass was always a plus.

  She took one of her lower arms from caressing the chocote cheeks to stroke along the smooth healthy skin of the seedbed's pubic mound, able to feel both her cock and the pressure from her hand through the skin.

  She could feel the invisible mark that had formed and with barely a conscious effort, bestowed her basic boons onto the new harem member.

  A resistance to Masters, to Thinkers, a willful soul, hyper fertility, and many lesser powers. Of course, she also hit the naked woman with her [Bimbofication beam} to ensure that she conforms to the new world order.

  It was regrettable that [Harem] only conveyed a measly 20% of Xena's original power, but 20% of an immunity was still far better than the jack shit others had and the fact that they were so closely tied to Xena ensured that coil or even Simmy BS was significantly reduced.

  As she was making her changes Rebecca arrived with a hog-tied Emily being carried by a drone. The sight of which almost, almost, had her cock go fccid. The nude obese woman was not something that appealed to her sensibilities.

  Rebecca hung the fat woman from one of the installed hooks in the ceiling ensuring she was at waist height for Xena and then helped the caramel seedbed out of her restraints, without removing the woman from her twitching cock.

  Now free from the straps and chains and no longer fearing if the human would be strangled by them, Xena bent over the impaled woman and captured one of her huge areos in her mouth creating a tight seal followed by her pharyngeal jaw cmping down on the stiff nub. She turned her mouth into a milk pump as she started sucking the flowing milk with a constant force.

  Xena followed up by slowly pulling out of the moaning woman. Her cockhead risked exiting and unplugging the tight snatch before thrusting in one smooth motion bottoming out in the gooey and warm womb. The mocha ass impacting her thighs as well as the sloshing of the baby batter made a very wet pp sound with each impact.

  "Ooohh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuck!"

  Xena took the woman from doggy style into a standing fuck, and pistoned in and out with a rapid pace.

  Each thrust had her cock diving deep into the woman where its girth left an outline on the front of her till the mushroom head was hidden in the cum-stuffed womb.

  Each pull was with such force that a vacuum seal prevented any of the xeno-baby batter from leaving the mocha vulva desperately trying to keep the charcoal veiny meat from leaving.

  "Aaahn! Oh God! Oh God!"

  The veins that pulsed along the shaft, the sheer girth that forced the canal to stretch around it, and the mushroom shape of the head meant that every inch of the woman's fleshy tunnel was in contact and being vigorously massaged, sending non-stop signals to her brain. The only words coming out of her mouth that were coherent were either curses or bsphemous as the Ex-Merchant discovered that sex could genuinely be better than heroin.

  Her arms attempted to encircle Xena's head to pull it closer onto her gushing bombastic breasts but was unable due to the massive head crest and her own bosom getting in the way.

  Xena pounded away at the woman as she got several human bellies worth of milk before with a sharp thrust, she emptied her second load into the woman, the additional semen was finally too much and gushed out from between them, coating Xena's inner thighs and spackling the ground after each pulse of her cock.

  Xena uncorked herself from her new heavily ctating pet, before turning her head towards the robotic looking Rebecca.

  "Rebecca, do you know the names of these two?"

  She gestured with both left hands to the prone ex-merchant as well as the restrained merchant, and Rebecca's long fuzzy ears wagged before she nodded.

  "The leader of their group mentioned that the dark one's name is Rachelle while the pale one is Trish."

  Xena nodded before sashaying towards Trish, who's eyes widened with every yard eaten up with every step. She bent down so that she was 'staring' straight at the white woman.

  "Was she correct?"

  Of course, Trish could not actually reply due to the gag in her mouth but she still attempted a muffled 'yes' while emphatically nodding her head. Xena gave a pleased smile at the rapidity of her response.

  "Good~"

  Xena gently patted Trish's face using her small hand before standing up and looking towards Rebecca and, as a consequence for being near, Emily.

  "Rebecca, start making breast pumps for the new girls and make sure to have one spare. Also get Trish cleaned up and unchained. I will be skipping her for a moment to handle the pig."

  Rebecca bowed and got to work as Xena sashayed to the irate and incensed naked dy.

  She held up Emily and inspected her like a lump of cy poking and prodding the fatty areas and seeing green artificial leaves sprouting from her ass.

  "So much potential, so much wasted potential. All for the sake of feeding your petty paranoia for parahumans. You had access to your world's best healer for years and chose to vehemently refuse her aid.

  "What good was there to constantly be in pain? Forcing yourself to waste hours of your life each and every day strapped to a machine to keep you from dying. And for what? not owing a favor to New Wave? A little bit of PR to support a group of heroes who are slowly becoming forgotten? The only one of their roster who still patrols routinely is Glory Girl and to a certain extent Panacea!"

  Xena raised her voice slightly at the frustration she felt towards the failure of a director.

  "IF you had regrown your stupid fucking kidneys ages ago you might have had the actual focus! To realize your city has been slowly dying like a merchant with syphilis and been able to do something about it that was actually smart. You could have focused your attention on the Asian boy band and stopped the sex trafficking rapists!

  "Sure, this would allow the fucking idiots at the E88 to get more territory, but you know what?! Women make up roughly 50% of the popution. Minorities barely make up 10%! And when you finally clear up the actual trash of your city, your citizens would have a reason NOT to join up with them!"

  Xena stopped herself as her voice was getting louder and louder. She looked at the cowering director and sighed.

  "I cannot put the bme for the city solely at your feet. You can't honestly help the city if all your attempts are undermined, or your pns leaked. When I let you go- and I will let you go once I am done with you- you must not take Coil for granted. That snake has many holes dug in your hen house. Slithering around and gobbling up any information he can get his jaws on while shitting out information for the gangs to use and abuse. Haven't you ever wondered why any time you tried to transport a vilin out of your city the gangs would always know the route?"

  She sighed again as her silent interlocutor, for a moment, thought about her words. She took a deep breath before letting it out.

  "Sorry for the rant, I know far too much about your world and a lot of it just kinda pisses me off. Did you know that Sophia Hess actually caused one of her cssmates to trigger?"

  Xena smiled as she watched the old dy go through the seven stages of grief in the matter of moments before realizing that it is more than possible for that bitch of a ward.

  "Anyways, time to stop my tangent and get to work! You aren't leaving today without me forcefully reversing decades of neglect and making sure you are as healthy as a horse! And not a pig."

  Without further ado she began her diabolical torture.