Xena was taking a stroll at the beach after her photoshoot at the Long Beach Grand Prix. Her life as a model had been fantastic but lately she had been wanting more. She was so deep in her thoughts, she didn't notice the strange pink wasp that landed on her shoulder. It was weak and dying but it still had enough strength for one last sting.
"Ow!" Xena slapped at her shoulder and the wasp fell to the ground dead. "What was that? A wasp? But its the wrong color," she said as she bent down to take a closer look. Suddenly a shock of pain wracked her shoulder.
"Oh my god! My shoulder, what did that thing do to me?!"
Just as suddenly the pain was gone, replaced with jolts of pleasure. Xena moaned in delight, causing passersby to stare at her. People went from staring to gawking when her moans became deeper and louder as she began touching herself, clutching her breast with one hand and putting her other hand down the front of her tight, denim shorts. A woman was the first to scream when she realized that Xena was growing.
On a subconscious level Xena knew what was happening, the screams, the intense pleasure, the gradual change in perspective. She was becoming gigantic! There was something more to it though. She could feel something in her mind change. She collapsed onto the sand and lustfully massaged her tits. The red bikini she wore over them was even tighter than before. "Oh, I need you little people, Xena's SO big now, she needs people to help get her off," her mind reached out and instantly the screaming stopped and was replaced with an eerie silence. Then the beach goers began shuffling, running, biking to get to their goddess.
"So that's what happened, you all have to obey me now, don't you?" Xena chuckled with girlish glee. "YES! Come to me! Worship Queen Xena! I want to hear you say it! PRAISE, QUEEN XENA! ALL HAIL HER MAGNIFICENCE!" she screamed.
"PRAISE, QUEEN XENA! ALL HAIL HER MAGNIFICENCE!" the tiny people shouted again and again. Xena Kai, formerly a 5'2" model was now a 520' giant queen complete with mindless human drones.
In the ensuing days Xena grew more and more and her influence grew with her. In less than two weeks she was five times the size of California and the whole world was now completely under her thumb, literally. Star gazing took on a whole new meaning as she lounged in the ruins of America and her slaves fed her with their own bodies. They constantly washed the dirt and rubble as well as splattered human bodies off of her supple curves. The hum of billions of drones chanting her praises greeted her ears and she smirked with perverse pleasure. She knew there had to be more to life and now she was life. Her people fed off the sweat she produced and repaid her by hurling themselves in between her pouty lips and ivory teeth. Constantly messaging her tits and clit. The greatest honor of all however, was being fed to her throbbing vagina with its own pair of slick pouty lips.
Humanity's future was uncertain but one thing was sure, the ENTIRE world now had a serious case of XENAphilia.
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