Final chapter! Hope y'all like the ending. I have plenty more ideas for stories set in Divisus, and more ideas for Piper and Antonia's future, so this probably won't be the last time you see this pair! Thank you for all the kind comments.
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Standing back up, Piper began to stroke her colossus once more, waiting for the Queen to get into position. Moving noticeably sluggishly, Antonia sat up on her knees, cradling her bloated stomach as she did, wincing as the
soreness
from the previous coupling hit her like a Blacksmith's hammer; the Monarch seriously
hoped
that she'd be able to survive another fucking! Twisting around so that her jiggling, immense backside faced the Twinned, Antonia slowly lowered herself, holding self up with her hands, stretching out her body perpendicular on the bed, her legs spreading as far as she could force them too - as far as she
knew
they'd need to be spread.
As she caressed her member,
shucking
the layers of semen stuck to it off and onto the cum-flooded floor, Piper admired the Queen's ass. More so than the royal woman's huge bust, Antonia possessed a pair of cheeks that were utterly
ridiculous
! Wider than the Monarch's own shoulder-span, her behind was incredibly round and fat, thicker than Piper's testicles, and
very
enticing in the manner that it was presented to the Twinned; her cock gave a powerful
throb
at the sight of it and her bloated balls resumed their gurgling after a long period of silence.
Pale and cum-steaked, both of the gigantic, fleshy globes
jiggled
in time with the Queen's heavy, anticipatory breaths,
bouncing
against each other loudly. When they knocked together they created a voluminous
clap
, the sound akin to when Piper had slapped one of her family's pigs stomachs while playing with it; the Twinned was surprised that they didn't
always
make that noise whenever Antonia walked through the palace! Below her immense cheeks, Piper could see her previous handiwork displayed across the royalty's cunt, Antonia's hole gaped, her labia loose and bruised, and her clit hard, just
barely
peeking out from the smattering of seed that drenched it.
Leaping up onto the bed, her feet
sucking
into the sperm streaming across its surface, Piper started to ready herself for the sex that was to come - what would possibly end up being the most
important
sex of her life. Bending her cock downward, she lined up her corpulent, red helmet with Antonia's pussy, giving the cratered, defiled entrance several rubs with her cockhead; the Queen instantaneously let out a throaty moan and pushing herself backwards against the object that consumed her lust. Not having to crouch down due to the incredible length of her appendage, Piper gripped her shaft like she had before and began to prod at Antonia's seed-dripping cavern.
"Ready, Your 'ighness?"
"Yes, I-I am," Antonia responded, though her voice didn't sound as
sure
as she'd wanted it to, "go ahead, my Royal Cock."
"Okay, do your best to stay awake this time! Show me what a
Queen
can really do!"
Piper grinned as she taunted the Monarch once more; before Antonia could snap at her Royal Cock, the girthy tip of the Twinned's mythical leviathan slid into her waiting,
needy
cunt. She cried out as her depths were once more stretched and
filled
, her lower lips splitting apart, Piper's flared tip
squelching
through the mass of cum still attempting to exit the Queen's canal. Now that Atnonia had been fucked once already Piper didn't take her time as much as she had before, especially since Antonia
hadn't
told her to go slowly this time around - though she wasn't exactly
focused
on the coitus at that moment.
No, Piper was thinking about
why
she had lied to the Queen, why she had been so
insistent
that they have sex again. Her reasoning behind it hadn't been completely lacking in truth, as it were, as her libido really
was
difficult to keep in check; which is why, unbeknownst to Antonia, she had a bit of 'fun' in the baths with the other handmaids while they were getting her ready and cleaned! And going to bed as horny as she was would undoubtedly end up with her
repeating
this behavior, and she understood now that that wouldn't go over well with Her Highness - not that Piper cared much about such things.
This was because the truth behind her actions was
because
of Queen Antonia, and what the Twinned had witnessed in her one day of being in Her Majesty's presence. She was cruel, quick to anger, and generally
unpleasant
to those around her, seemingly
no one
spared from her wrath - and Piper
hated
that Antonia acted in such a manner! Additionally, having lived on the borders of Potentia all her life, in a class and profession that was
beneath
the notice of the Monarch, she was already familiar with Antoina's proclamations and decrees; how many poor peasants from her village had been forced to join the Kingdom's military against their will, never to return? Too many.
The combination of these things quickly caused Piper to become
fed up
with her Mistress. Learning how she acted, how she treated her subjects - both in the palace and across Potentia - filled Piper with a fierce
anger
. And, once she witnessed the
effect
her cock had on the Queen, a plan had formed in her brain while they fucked; she didn't expect Antonia to react the way that
most
people did to having sex with her and her awesome endowment, but she was glad Her Highness wasn't different from the common folk in that regard. Because Piper decided she would use the enthrallment her extremity had on Antonia for
good
.
She would use it to make Antonia a
better
person!
First though, Piper needed to
fuck
the Monarch into complacency - and that's exactly what she was doing! During her mulling over of her grand idea, she had begun rapidly
squatting
towards Antonia, pumping her pole into the Queen's pussy again and again, barely reacting to the stimulus shooting through her appendage. Antonia couldn't claim the same.
She
was already squirming around the incredible intrusion into her depths, writhing and moaning as the Twinned relentlessly plowed into her; one orgasm had claimed her body in just
minutes
, and another was soon on its way!
Keeping a close eye on Queen Antonia's state of mind, Piper steadily increased her downward thrusts, using the fact that she'd already cored out her Mistress once before to her advantage, doing her best to spear her cock to the same depth she had reached previously; Antonia's already-destroyed cervix and viciously stretched womb made her member's journey much,
much
smoother. So much so that Piper's gushing cunt-gouger had begun to poke at the entrance to Antonia's baby-chamber, returning to its new home, gaping her sex more and more all the while.
Having already cum once that night, Piper's glans spit out the leftover semen and a fresh helping of she-pre near immediately, reinflating Her Highness's womb, these secretions
joining
the remnants of her last load. Piper allowed herself to moan as she focused on her own pleasure - at least for the time being - the Twinned's scrotum
pulsating
as it juggled its
sloshing
contents against her ankles. She watched Antonia's massive ass shake back and forth, her obese cheeks bouncing in perfect circles, her tiny, untouched asshole peeking out whenever they spread far enough apart - maybe Piper could take her
there
too!
As more of the Twinned's ramrod managed to stuff itself into Antonia's cunt, Piper had to drop lower and lower, her knees bending and her balls slapping down onto the bed, sending dregs of cum to fly through the air, staining
both
of their figures more and more. With the Queen's ginormous backside nearly in reach, Piper having
almost
the same amount of her monster grotesquely impaled through the Monarch's insides as she did when she climaxed previously, the Twinned sped up again and again,
determined
to fit as much of her dastardly dick into Antonia as possible. Her ultimate goal would come to fruition that much easier if she crammed
all
of her colossal cannon into her Mistress!
"'angin' in there alright, my Queen?" Piper goaded, happy that Antonia couldn't see the
smirk
plastered across her thin lips, "This isn't too much for ya, is it?"
It took a few seconds for Antonia to reply.
"D-Doing just fine, Piper!" She gasped through grit teeth, her fingers digging through the layer of semen on the bed to grasp at the sheets, "I told you, I can handle
anything
you do to me!"
"We'll see about that!"
Piper punctuated her words with a
sharp
, sudden thrust into Her Highness, drawing a half-scream from Antonia. Simultaneously, the Twinned
slapped
her hands down on the enormous ass jiggling wildly in front of her, the impact reverberating through the room; this simply act seemed to have forced the Queen into
another
orgasm, a spray of her cream shooting out of her cunt and splashing into the puddle of cum between her legs. Giving a mewl of admiration, Piper groped and mauled Antonia's pliable, squishy cheeks, marveling at how small her fingers were in comparison - much like Antonia had with the Royal Cock's cock.
Grabbing hold of the fat spheres of flesh that were now in her grasp, Piper began to
really
give it to Antonia, utterly
ravishing
her with her monumental member and seemingly
limitless
stamina. She pulled the Queen towards herself, meeting her backward momentum with well-placed pumps of her hips,
rocking
Antonia back and forth across her length; plumes of precum and actual cum expelled from out of the curvaceous royalty's distended labia and around the Twinned's tremendous girth, adding to the whirlpool of potency splashing around on the bed. Piper sped up again.
Hurling
her member into Antonia at the most rapid pace seen that night, Piper continued to observe the state of mind that her partner was maintaining, not wanting her to pass out before she could put her plan into action; despite the Queen's declaration that she
wouldn't
be knocked unconscious for their second mating session, Piper had little reason to believe that this would be the case. Her hands slid to Antonia's wide, chubby waist and gripped her love-handles roughly, nearly completely
mounting
the high-born woman like she was a mare about to be bred. It was a fitting analogy, the mating taking place nothing short of
