[Twinning, Corruption, Genderswap]

"I can't believe you're the one who ended up dealing with them."

"Jealousy, Spider? I know you've been losing a lot, but that kind of mood doesn't fit you."

"Oh shut it. You just took away my prey, of course I'd be jealous."

"Ahaha, of course, of course. I took them away before you reached the climax, I'm sorry."

Two members of Golden Freedom were standing on top of one of the many rooftops in Mimoto, the two having an idle discussion about what had happened thus far. And quite a lot had happened, thanks to the green-haired boy that was currently busy skipping back and forth while his purple-haired ally moped at the edge.

"Seriously, how'd you manage to tame them? Turn them into other versions of yourself? You never told me you had that kind of power." Spider huffed as she glared at the green-haired boy. "Got any other secrets i should know of, or are you just going to keep them all hidden until you know when you can mess with me?"

"I mean I could mess with you at any time, Spider, it's not like I need a special moment to do so." Cobra snickered as he stretched a little. "But nah. I'm fresh out of special powers. Not that I need many more, after all the Pawns and Heads I've made. You'd make a good one too, you know." He chimed, grinning as he came closer to his taller partner.

"I'll pass." Spider dryly replied as she looked up at the spiraling building in the middle of the city. Atlas Corp's headquarters. That infernal building was their ultimate goal. Dealing with him, then setting everyone free. "How are we going to get in now, when there's no heroes that can distract the populace..?"

"Who's saying we need that kind of lame distraction?" Cobra chuckled as he stood right at the purple-haired woman's side, stretching a bit more as his bulge gently bounced. "I can just give them a little taste together with my Heads, and then getting to the big bad boy himself will be easier than counting sheeps. And after that... Weeellll... Maybe turning everyone else into boys like me'll be a great idea."

Spider just glared at the boy at her side. "Don't even joke about it. You know that Lady D'Or has a plan. You wouldn't disrupt it just to have some fun, would... you..?" As she started getting angry, her eyes gravitated towards the bulge between his thighs... And a soft trail of drool started to run down her chin. "W-What are you doing..?"

"I told you, Spider. You'd make a good Head." Cobra grinned as he didn't even really have to do much to tame his ally. Just brush her face up against that tender bulge and rub it in a little, just to make sure that his scent was sinking in and she couldn't do a thing to fight back against it.

She definitely tried. But she couldn't. Because the smell of her King was penetrating through her. Her hair quickly shortened as it turned nice and fluffy like her King's. Her uniform transformed into the same sort of outfit as her King's, all while her chest deflated and a bulge grew between her thighs. She had completely and utterly lost in a matter of moments, leaving nothing behind but an adorable Head that was eager and ready to serve his King, gasping and panting as his bulge grew hard.

Cobra giggled as he patted his brand new Head, causing the Head to squeal and squirm and cum right then and there, all while Cobra looked up at the Atlas Corp building with a growing smirk on his face.

It was time to pay the big bad boy a visit.

---

"Great. Fantastic. I lose control of both of those girls, and now my building's being invaded by a bunch of horny gay boys. Can this day get any worse?"

Atlas Grimwald was not having a good day. Which was surprisingly uncommon, considering the grip he held on the world. But after a majority of the city had been turned into gay boys, and both the Jõtaiders that fought back against Golden Freedom had been turned into high ranking minions of that very same organization, it was hard for him to get a moment to breathe.

"I-It's fine, Atlas. Just... nnnffhfhh... give innnn-" Atlas slammed his hand against the comms to shut up one of his Saint Beasts, after it was clear that they had managed to get corrupted too. Of course they'd fall for some gay boy. Why couldn't they just fight back and stop giving him problems?

The young white-haired boy took a deep breath. No, he still had ways around this. All he had to do was get down to the basement, find the experimental suits that had been used to develop Hiro's PAWN suit, and then use that to fight back. It wouldn't be hard. All that he had to do was just get down there...

As he walked towards the elevator to head straight down at mach speed, what greeted him when the doors opened was four identical versions of that infernal green-haired gay boy, causing him to just roll his eyes. "Great. I thought you were busy with the Saints. Couldn't you at least have called ahead?"

"You didn't pick up." Cobra chimed, as his heads giggled in unison while surrounding the most influential boy in the entire city. "But it's okay. You don't need to worry about that. In fact, you don't need to worry about anything at all anymore, Mr. Grimwald. I'll be taking over. I'm sure you'll enjoy the new management."

Atlas glared at the green-haired twink and tried to focus a bit. Even if the Saints had been subdued, he should still be able to tap into their power. He should be able to harness it and kick every single twink's ass and then get back to work. He should... he...

The white-haired boy blushed as intense lust poured through him, with Cobra's digs already covering him. "W-What's this feeling..!? W-What did you do!?" He shouted, the sheer lack of control over the situation making him tremble more and more. This was one of the few things that he wasn't prepared for. Not just that he couldn't use the power that was given to him by his Saints, but the fact that it had actively driven him to look almost identical to the boys around him.

"Nothing. You pulled yourself this far down yourself. Because at your heart, you depend on your Saints. And if they're already my loyal boy sluts..." Cobra giggled as he grabbed the boy by his cheeks. "Then so are you." His voice turned sensual and deep for just a second, as he forced Atlas down onto his knees.

The formerly powerful boy let out a sensual scream as the four Cobras pressed their bulges up against his face, forcing him to let out a powerful moan as his entire body experienced the full brunt of an orgasm that let him lose his individuality and get it all erased in favor of his King's self, another Head being born right then and there as the new Head licked his lips and groped his very wet bulge...

Cobra rubbed his hands together as he patted his fourth Head, stretching as he walked towards the desk that had previously belonged to that awful boy. And now that he had assumed direct control of Atlas Corp...

It was time to make sure that the rest of the city would fall too.

---

"G-Guys? Have you seen Mikai?"

"If I had, I would've smashed her through a wall for worrying me. Can you believe it!? She just suddenly disappears and doesn't respond to her messages or anything! This isn't fair!"

"Now now, Agatha. I'm sure that she's dying to talk to you. But you have to calm down. You know that she's a busy girl, especially now that there's a lot more Pawns on the street..."

"You've not seen her either, Yumeko! Don't act like you know where she is!"

"P-Please don't fight, this isn't the time..."

Standing in the middle of one of the classrooms in Mimoto Highschool was the usual trio of Yumeko Watanabe, Tsubasa Sato and Agatha Anemone. All three good friends of the young heroine Mikai Fushimi, who had been turned into a Head a few weeks prior. And while they just understood that she'd end up busy due to the nature of her duty to protect the world, it was beginning to get a bit concerning.

"It's... It's going to be alright." Yumeko said as she solemnly nodded. "Mikai will be fine. I'm sure of it. She always ends up making it through. No matter what." She said, unnaturally confident. "You saw her fight for our sakes, remember, Agatha?"

"I did! That's why I'm worried, damnit!" Agatha shouted, stomping into the ground as she crossed her arms. "She better show up soon. So I can tell her how worried you both ended up." She said. Of course she wouldn't admit that she had been worried. Even if they were on better terms.

Tsubasa just adjusted his glasses slightly. He didn't want to speak up. What could he say to add to the conversation? All that would happen was probably just... Y'know. People getting more angry. Better to just retreat a bit, write some comforting stories about Mikai being alright, and then hope for the be-

As the three continued to converse amongst themselves, the TV in the front of the class turned on. And instead of anything informative or newsworthy, all that they could see was a single bulge. A bulge that seemed to... spiral and fill their minds in a matter of seconds...

"T-That's... That's Cobra's... The King's bulge..." Yumeko was quick to identify who it belonged to, but she couldn't do a thing. Not as her moans echoed out and a dome formed around her head, turning her into a Pawn thanks to the full televised power of the King's bulge...

"Damnit, no, I don't want to be a cock-fiddling... ehehe... ehehehehehe..." Agatha tried to cry out and resist, but all she ended up doing was falling just like Yumeko had. Her plump body grew nice and slim and flat as she started squeezing the bulge between his thighs, dome forming over his head as he became another nameless Pawn.

Tsubasa didn't even last a few seconds. Cobra had already had his paws in him before, so his transformation was swift. And for being such a good minion, he could hear the soft and gentle whispers of his King calling him a good boy as he played with his bulge, gasping and panting like his friends.

The rest of the class fell just as quickly... And as did everyone else that saw that program. Which would be most of the inhabitants of Mimoto, none of them being able to resist the pull of Cobra's powerful bulge...

With that emergency message beamed to every single screen in the whole city, it was time to put a bow on his conquest...

---

"I'm hooooome!"

King Cobra chimed as he stepped into the Golden Freedom hideout, whistling to himself with every step he took. His heels clicking against the floor as he tried to look for the two wonderful women that he had worked alongside.

"A-Ahn! D-D'Or! D'Orrrrr!" "It's okay, Rose. It's okay. It's okaaaaay... Just hump my hand. It'll make it all alright..."

Cobra giggled as he could hear the two women suffering from a grave case of pleasure. They had seen his broadcast too. Good, it would make it a lot easier to dominate them and make them his. But where could they... Oh, of course.

There happened to be an elegant and old-timey portrait of D'Or hung up against the back wall. A simple tap on her exposed bosom would cause the wall to slide away, revealing the hidden room that served as the two lovers' secret retreat. And right there, on the bed, were the two grinding away at each other...

Not only were they busy grinding away at one another, they had very clearly already gotten pretty transformed already. Bat had lost a lot of her maturity, being reduced to the same size as Cobra as she humped away at her lover's hand with her very impressive bulge. All while her hair was starting to turn green, the more her pleasure spiked. She wanted it to stop, but it felt so good to hump...

And D'Or? Well, a lot of her femininity had gone away. But the stuff that was still there was a lot more potent than before. Her hips were especially wide, and generally speaking her form was a lot curvier than the traditional Head. All at the expense of a totally pitiful bulge between her thighs, which were busy practically crushing it with how tightly those things were squeezed together.

"Looks like you're having a whole lot of fun." Cobra giggled as he stepped closer, licking his lips as he climbed onto the bed. "Mind if I join you and make it a lot more fun?" He chimed, looking right into their eyes with his devious and extremely horny gaze.

"N-No! D-D'Or's mine..!" Bat cried out as she humped away at that wonderfully smooth hand. It felt so good. So good that every trace of her former self was being wiped away. Only another Head remained, one that seemed no different from any of the others...

D'Or let a soft chuckle leave her lips as she looked towards Cobra. "So this is what you wanted all along? To turn everyone just as horrendously horny as yourself, Cobra?" She asked, licking her lips a little as her hair turned a gentler shade of green than the others. "I'd say I'm surprised, but you were always one to push your boundaries. Always on the lookout for somebody to have fun with. Never really living up to your responsibilities..."

"I'm glad that you saw through my plans, Lady D'Or. And I'm very glad that you never bothered to try and stop them. You always did encourage me to take advantage of my freedom, and that's exactly what I did." There were very few women in the world that commanded KIng Cobra's respect. And she was one of them, considering what she had done for him. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like you to be my newest and greatest Head. The final Head, in fact."

D'Or just smiled. "Well, if you're asking so nicely, I don't think I get a choice in the matter." The brown-haired Villainess nodded softly, especially as that brown was swallowed up by the greens that had already taken hold of the ends of her hair. "Thank you for turning Rose as well, Cobra. Having her... Well, him at my side... I couldn't be happier."

"It's the least I could do for you, Lady D'Or. Now, let's make you Queen Cobra instead, alright? Something that's a bit more to your tastes. Even if you'll still be one of my adorably gay boys." He said, as he pulled her head closer to make sure that she could give his bulge a kiss.

D'Or did not struggle. She did not try to escape. This mutual respect and admiration for sticking to his principles and his desire was what kept her from causing problems. Especially as she felt an overwhelming sense of pure masculinity overwhelm her.

Her transformation had already come far, and it didn't take much more to push her into the role as a Head. But he wasn't just any head. No, Cobra had dubbed him as his Queen. Which would explain why his curves were so wide compared to all the others. And why his cock was so pitifully tiny to the point where it had completely disappeared between his thighs. In exchange, there was so much cushion that could allow him to push for days... Which would no doubt be how the Queen would be used. Not just by Cobra himself, but by all his heads.

As Queen Cobra felt the pleasure of breathing caress his insides, he immediately turned his enormous rear towards his King... and so did the Head that loved him dearly, both of them presenting their holes for his use.

Something that Cobra immediately took advantage of, putting them both to good use as he celebrated his victory...

---

Mimoto did not last much longer after all of that. Mostly because the entire population had been converted into loving Pawns that were united in their focus on the King that had given them everything that they ever wanted.

What did he do with this city that was supposed to be a symbol of unity? Simple. He converted into one giant city populated with imagery for him and him alone. Lots and lots of egotistical statues that depicted himself in various erotic poses, the mere sight of which was enough to drive a Pawn to cumming again and again. Which meant that the entire city was practically always in the middle of an orgasmic feast, thanks to all the excess.

Even the biggest building in the whole city had been transformed into a statue of himself. A squatting visage of the King, with a window on the bulge that allowed the King to look out at his city and enjoy himself.

Sitting on his throne, looking out through the bulge-window, grinding his own bulge in between Queen Cobra's cheeks as the others were busy kissing his legs and his thighs as they wanted to be the ones riding his cock instead of that fat-assed Head that always served as quick and easy relief... It was a life that was available to him and him alone.

With Mimoto, no, Cobra City completely converted and ready to do anything he wanted... Why shouldn't he just spread his influence to the rest of the world..?

Cobra licked his lips, and let out a soft chuckle... Even after the climax of claiming a city of his own... He could still reach even greater heights...