(Final chapter, earlier chapter here https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/thetitans-stories/688228322485878784?source=share ) I woke up the next morning with a bad headache. This beauty was next to me, I had gone to be Pink from yesterday and she apparently became this today. Looking out the window, I could see that where yesterday was at least a partial lake that wasn't transformed by my presence, there was now one massive pool. About the size of the lake. Looking around, everything I could see was changed into my mansion grounds. Now I had around 40 slaves, and a quick weather satellite search proved it. It was visible, a large circle. Worst of all, I could feel the headache come and go in small bursts. Zooming in, I could see my lands now crossed over a medium sized road outside the forest. Every single car, every single person driving through that area would be my slave. I groaned as I felt another bus driving through that road, feeling each soul of theirs be reformed into something else. At this point I had given up. I tried hard to not be near people, but my powers just spread too far. There was nothing stopping it now.
The day after I could feel better, but one look at the map again showed the scale. When I went to be last night I must have had thousands of slaves, now my area covered a smaller town, maybe another 10000 slaves. More and more drove into the area to vanish and become something else. These two horny slaves entertained me over the day. I tried to to some calculations but I kept getting distracted by my slaves orgasms or more senses of people being changed as they drove into my lands. Defeated, I went to bed again.
Next morning I was awoken by a phone call. It was a jailor (her silky smooth voice told me very quickly she was one of my servants) that asked if my property could commit crimes. Apparently, I had transformed an entire jail, and now each inmate was a slave of mine. Obviously they considered themselves property and property can not commit crimes. It was not a discussion I wanted to have so I had them all stay in the prison for now, but with nobody actually locked up. This one apparently enjoyed the bars enough to stay inside her cell. Looking at the map again, I had absorbed several large towns. A quick calculation my estimate was about 2 million people by now. I went to bed that night slightly distraught but not doing anything about it.
Next day, All of the USA was covered, part of Canada and Mexico. This was how the agents looked like now these days. Seductive but highly trained. With an entire country of many, many millions of slaves, I could only assume that this was the last day the rest of the world was outside my influence. But this is how it always had been according to everyone. Nobody thought it strange that one man owned a nation of women.
The next day, my suspicions confirmed. The entire world changed. I woke up with a nosebleed one of my two red servants here wiped off and made me ready for my day. I got some reports in from my loyal subjects. Apparently, at least a dozen people were still not changed. They managed to remain normal. My slaves obviously quickly tracked them down and had them before me. When I touched them, they morphed like anybody else had done and became my devoted pets.
This one was dragged in last. She was swearing in a language I could not understand. A swearing tone is however universal. She ws the only one I had ever seen that probably understood what I had done to the world. She was a thin, mousy brunette, Caucasian, probably European. I told her two words. ”I'm sorry.” before I touched her chin and lifted up her eyes to meet mine. I could see the fear in her eyes be replaced with a vapid bimbo look not understanding anything. But I did one last thing. The moment I felt that ”everything is normal” that I had ignored for so long. I embraced it this time. My own perspective changing to that of who I am supposed to be. A master of the planet. I took my seat on my throne, happy to let blondie suck me off while I thought of new things to make. I had all the time in the world.
