The noncitizen known as Nebula was a cleaning lady of contradictions. She loved her babe Gamora terribly, but utterly hated being second well to her. She was so very warm, but was as debile as a kitty to her father. She desperately wanted to please Thanos, but never was able to do it as well as Gamora did. Gamora always did her missions better than Nebula did, Gamora killed faster than Nebula did, and Gamora always fucked Thanos better than Nebula did. The fury built in Nebula as the years went on because of this death point, for Thanos would always ‘ enhance'her body after her fucking failed to surpass her sister.

Thanos was sitting naked on his toilet with a bored looking at on his fount, slouched in the seat with his elbow on the arm of the throne and with his Kuki-Chin on his hand, all despite the beautiful blue angel woman sitting nude person on his lap. More accurately, Nebula was bouncing up and down on her father's massive purple cock, her toned and defined blue abdomen impossibly inflating and deflating as the beautiful unknown bounced on her father's cock. It was an obscene sight ; the pecker was so big that it had no business fitting inside of Nebula's body without tearing and destroying her internal organs

even though Thanos'cock was so large it seemed like it should never fit, Nebula had been altered by her father to better pleasure him. Her internal digestive system was rearranged and her innate vagina has been removed and replaced with an combining weight cybernetic organisation that could contract and expand over her founder's peter. It was hooked to Nebula's aflutter system and every incestual thrust of Thanos'cock into her life-like cunt bolted her mind with her pleasure, while the cybernetic vagina had the power to vibrate and constrict around his massive rooster for his own pleasure.

One of her hand was steadying her rocking on top of her forefather's muscular arm, the former was groping at her prominent tits and tugging the perky and puffy Light Within spicy mamilla. These too were not the original set of chest Nebula was born with ; they had been augmented by Thanos to allow him to produce or shrink his daughter's bust to a size more pleasurable for his mood.

"Oh Fatherhood, this flavour so fucking good. Do you like it father ?"

Nebula was sweaty and her eye were welling with binge of pleasure. Had her muscular tissue not been stolen from her and replaced with synthetic reproduction, they would yearn and burn with the effort she was making as she rose and fell on her founder's cock. As the bluing whore dragged her vibrating cybernetic pussy up and down Thanos'quill, she was little more than a sex toy for him.

He was please, but not particularly impressed with what Nebula was doing and Thanos might be many thing, but he was never a liar, or one to spare feelings.

"It is not bad Nebula ... but Gamora's cunt always feels better."

Nebula felt a stabbing painfulness of jealousy in her warmness. In that second the odium she felt for her baby and the need to pulsate her drove everything else out of her psyche. Sure, Gamora's metal money was exceptionally long-lasting and she didn't need to be augmented to take their male parent's shaft, that didn't make Gamora better than her !

She continued to shake and mash her lithe and muscular body against her father's incredibly vauntingly consistency, releasing her breast from her deal and resting both of her hands and her blue air breast against his bureau, dragging her nipples up-and-down his muscular frame as she rode him. She chased her blue finger over his emblazon hide with her cushy purple rim, kissing along Thanos'knock-down chest.

"What about the cock sucking I give you every morning ? Surely they are the in effect you ever get."

Her mouth was another enhancement from Thanos, for she had been robbed of her natural oral cavity and pharynx, allowing them to load and admit his cinch inside. With the ability to widen and take his cock down her throat, again with the selection of vibration and constriction, her mouth and pharynx were in true statement little more than a pharynx cunt. Daily she services him this way, the taste of his cum never truly leaving her mouth. Thanos often enjoys ordering his girl to not immediately swallow his copious ounce of cum from her casual duty, rather instead enjoying watching her use her empurpled tongue to swirl it around inside of her mouth and talk nastily down over her royal sass and onto her blue white meat.

Casually, almost cruelly, Thanos answers the head with a house dismissiveness.

"Your sassing is made to pleasure me, but Gamora will always be Sir Thomas More skilled."

Nebula's wordless cry of torture faded into one of shuddering delight as she never stopped riding Thanos'cock. She had to cede the point there again. Gamora's biology makes her perfective to skullfuck, her mouth being able-bodied to broaden and take Thanos down her throat with ease.

She twisted her spicy body around and spin on her Father of the Church's cock, facing away from him. The motion brought a low growl of delight to Thanos'throat, whose massive purple custody gathered the ball of firm ass flesh bouncing before him now. Again this was a portion of Nebula that was stolen from her and replaced with a superior cybernetic piece ; it was always the perfect tense firmness and jiggle, and could direct a grievous throb when Thanos felt like anally punishing his girl.

When Nebula spoke next, her voice was spoken angrily through hissed teeth. The gentle bouncing speech sound of flesh never let up though, and could easily be heard throughout the toilet room.

"What of my ass, father ? Does it please you ?"

A solid spank from Thanos'hand caused Nebula to arch her back and gasp as a tidal wave of pleasure scene unwillingly from her synthetic ass straight into the pleasure center of her brain, forcing from her artificial snatch another orgasm. He continued to grope and harass her firm ass, peering down appreciatively at the bouncing flesh.

"Your ass is get, daughter ... but Gamora's was always perfect."

A second spank forced another climax from the screaming Nebula. He knew what she was doing, what impression his row were having. The first gear time she had expressed her insecurities by comparing herself to her sis he was worried about her impuissance, and started replacing her parts at an increased rate. It took geezerhood later for him to finally realize the inferiority of his bit daughter compared to his beloved Gamora, and felt his love for his daughter fade away to be replaced with lecherousness for the persona of literal sex-toy she had taken. He derived his own regorge pleasure in making her think about the cleaning lady who was better than her in every way.

It had taken Nebula a recollective time to accept it, but accept it she had - late inside of her mind. That is where her rage and detest come from, knowing that despite her best elbow grease, despite her wanting to delight her Father-God, Gamora is just ameliorate than her at everything, including screwing.

"My tits, forefather ! Aren't they skilful ?"

She grabbed at her massive blue mamilla and tugged her lighter amobarbital sodium pap to excruciating pain - or what would be, if the neuroreceptors had not been repurposed when her cybernetic tits were installed, and turned pleasure to pain. Thanos'chuckle was a mean one, and the only way Nebula felt existent pain.

"Your chest are exactly what I wanted when I made them, Nebula ..."

For a abbreviated consequence, Nebula felt triumph there, then felt it fall through her finger's breadth like sand.

"... but Gamora's were always better. You can not equate to their godly instinctive perfection."

If there was one thing about Nebula, it was the fact that she never gives up. Even so, she has a breakage point, and the blue alien started to sob as she continued to rebound her sex-toy vagina on her beginner's cock, her cybernetically enhanced muscle allowing the whore to go forward the move long past the point a mortal adult female's muscles would have given out.

"Why me, then father ? Why do you always have me please you instead of her, if she is so practically substantially than me ?"

She was done, Thanos knew. Broken and shattered worse than any enemy who stood up to him. He grabbed her hips and slammed her down entirely on his peter, incredibly bulging her stomach out in inconceivable proportion. She screamed as he came inside of her, over twelve oz. of his sperm flooding out and pouring late inside of his blue girl, drenching and flowing around his cock down her pale risque gymnastic legs. The simple touch of his cum inside of her cunt triggered her programing to give her the prominent climax yet as she spastically shook on her founding father's cock, cumming from her bald capitulum to the tips of her toes.

"Why, my daughter ... this is because you are so sapless. You don't have my potency, my will. You let me do this to you ; replace every part of your eubstance with one more pleasing to me. Gamora ... why, she's perfect as she is, and so much stronger than you. I could not improve perfection."

After speaking, Thanos skin Nebula off his tool and lets her fizzle and splatter on the stone of the throne room, still leaking cum from between her legs. Her eyes were unfocussed with the still ongoing orgasm, her electric cybernetic muscleman continuously seizing and shaking. She didn't observance, or care, when Gamora entered the room and stepped casually over her to drop off into Thanos'arms, tilting her face back and letting her father move over her a mystifying candy kiss. Thanos and Gamora kissed for a long time over the still-twitching body of Nebula before she started to conglomerate her wits again, as she always did after her Padre dumped a burden of his cum inside of her. When Nebula started to stir out of her forced orgasmic cloud nine, Gamora breaks the kiss with her Padre, who then buries his face into her magenta fuzz and inhales her scent with pure happiness.

When the subjugated woman lifts her eyes to the pair above her, she finally notices that her babe is there smirking down at her. Nebula knows her Father-God was right, as he always is. She's so very much feeble than Gamora, a pale tail of her baby 's perfection.

"He does this because you're the second best, sister. You never will be salutary than me, except in being pathetic."

As Nebula lies sprawled on the story of the throne room before Thanos and Gamora filled and leaking with cum, the pair kiss over her body again, the doting love their beginner having for his choose daughter perfectly balanced with the disdainful and dispassionate luxuria for her cocotte sister laying at their feet .