Lydia embraced her lover closely, kissing him with passion she'd never shown before. True, he had no soul, and was just a puppet animated and controlled by her will. This usually didn't matter to her all that much, and in her current insane state, didn't seem to factor at all. Null returned the embrace, doing all he could to please her. Sensing his eagerness, Lydia began to let the power flow into her mate. Still locked in an embrace that grew more explicit by the moment, the two began to grow.
The tower collapsed around their expanding bodies as Lydia's libido seemed to increase with their size. As Null's utilitarian clothing ripped away with his expansion, Lydia started to rub her nude body against his, even as they towered larger and larger. All sense of shame or modesty was completely gone; besides, what had they to be ashamed of? They were dark, and beautiful, and Lydia would never hide or deny herself again.
She allowed Null to enter her even as they towered among the trees, eliciting a moan that echoed for miles around. Smiling with a devilish glee, Lydia pushed Null back, laughed as his body destroyed what was left of their old home. "Please your goddess," she moaned, lowering herself on top of him. To her extreme delight, he eagerly obliged.
After their sexual escapades had finished flattening the area around her old home, Null loyally waiting for Lydia's next whim. "What now, master?"
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