“I wonder how my troops are doing?” the Purple Queen mused to herself.
While undoubtedly the most superior force in the world, defeat was sadly not…uncommon…in fact it was the opposite. It was quite common. But Lucia was unconcerned, for she knew in her heart that her Purple Corps will prevail and soon she’ll rule over the world. Until then, she’d have to fight for it.
Relaxing for a little longer, Lucia soaked in the confines of her marble and velvet cushioned throne before finally standing up. Dusting herself off, shivering as her hands brushed against her waist, she walked over to her personal command center to the side room.
A holographic table illuminating the world and all her holdings was before her. Examining the map, she highlighted a region in Purple Europe, zooming in on tbe nation of France to see what was going on.
On some high tech monitors nearby, the video feed opened up to showcase one of her Purple Corps troops. Specifically, it was showing the feed of an Eyaran clone named “Shining Star”. On another monitor nearby, it showed the file on Shining Star, so called Clone #867-84.
She was an enhanced clone, with better reflexes and coordination, as well as an unfortunate side effect of having a far more plump bottom and a sensitive one to boot!
As the feed came live, Lucia blushed. She immediately got a front row view of a squad of her Purple Corps troopers being defeated by what appeared to be the local authorities! All Eyaran clones as well, Lucia saw her likeness fighting, and losing, to some French policewomen.
The local authorities were successfully fighting her supposedly elite and fearless clones! Who were running around like headless chickens! Yelping, shrieking, and crying for mercy as policewomen smacked butts with batons or jammed them up their asses!
Panties stretched as policewomen easily shoved their hands down the purple bodysuits and lifted up blankets of different patterned panties!
”They’re wearing granny panties!” exclaimed one of the policewoman through the feed. “What a bunch of losers!”
”Mon amour! Do not be so mean, obviously these women have such large derrière that only granny panties can fit!” another voice chimed in. It made Lucia’s blood boil as these women insulted her clones, and her as proxy!
It seemed like clone Star was hiding behind a fence, peeking through a hole in the boards. From her vantage point, she had an excellent view of the French policewomen utterly dominating her Eyaran clones!
The silver haired Eyarans were borderline useless, most pressed up against the walls as the French eagerly yanked their panties up! Pressed against it, they were powerless and reduced to moaning loudly and sensationally as their attackers destroyed their panties and their butts! Others were on the ground, handcuffed and utterly at the mercy of the police as the perverted women begin to atomic wedgie the troopers and then pull their bodysuits down to spank their pale butts!
All while the original Lucia gritted her teeth and saw her! being humiliated in such a…a…a ho—terrible! Terrible manner! It was utterly horrible and Lucia could not tear her eyes away! Slowly, without thinking, her hand subconsciously reached down and brushed against her crotch. It felt worryingly damp…
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