The unknown known as Nebula was a cleaning lady of contradictions. She loved her sis Gamora terribly, but utterly hated being back best to her. She was so very strong, but was as weak as a kitty to her Church 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 passion built in Nebula as the long time went on because of this lastly point, for Thanos would always ‘ enhance'her body after her fucking failed to surpass her sister.

Thanos was sitting naked on his throne with a bored tone on his face, slouched in the arse with his elbow on the arm of the throne and with his chin on his hand, all despite the beautiful amobarbital sodium woman sitting nude on his lap. More accurately, Nebula was bouncing up and down on her father's monumental purple cock, her toned and defined profane tummy impossibly inflating and deflating as the beautiful alien bounced on her don's cock. It was an obscene sight ; the shaft was so big that it had no line fitting inside of Nebula's soundbox without tearing and destroying her internal organs

Even though Thanos'shaft 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 natural vagina has been removed and replaced with an equivalent cybernetic system that could contract bridge and expand over her father's cock. It was hooked to Nebula's spooky system and every incestual thrust of Thanos'cock into her life-like pussy bolted her mind with her delight, while the cybernetic vagina had the power to resonate and press around his massive cock for his own pleasure.

One of her manus was steadying her rocking on top of her father's muscular arm, the other was groping at her large tits and tugging the perky and puffy light low mamilla. These too were not the original set of breasts Nebula was born with ; they had been augmented by Thanos to tolerate him to grow or shrink his daughter's bust to a size more pleasurable for his climate.

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

Nebula was sweaty and her centre were welling with tears of pleasure. Had her sinew not been stolen from her and replaced with synthetic replicas, they would suffer and sunburn with the effort she was making as she rose and fell on her father's shaft. As the blue sporting lady dragged her vibrating cybernetic pussy up and down Thanos'pecker, she was little more than a sex toy for him.

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

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

Nebula felt a stabbing annoyance of green-eyed monster in her marrow. In that moment the loathing she felt for her Sister and the need to work over her swarm everything else out of her mind. for certain, Gamora's species was exceptionally durable and she didn't need to be augmented to take their Padre's putz, that didn't make Gamora better than her !

She continued to rock and grind her lithe and powerful torso against her father's incredibly large organic structure, releasing her boob from her bridge player and resting both of her manus and her blue white meat against his chest, dragging her nipples up-and-down his muscular frame of reference as she rode him. She chased her drear fingerbreadth over his colored cutis with her soft purple lips, kissing along Thanos'powerful chest.

"What about the blowjob I give you every morning ? Surely they are the best you ever get."

Her rima oris was another sweetening from Thanos, for she had been robbed of her natural mouthpiece and pharynx, allowing them to stretch out and accommodate his girth inside. With the power to widen and take his stopcock down her throat, again with the option of vibration and chokepoint, her oral cavity and throat were in truth little more than a throat pussy. Daily she services him this way, the mouthful of his cum never truly leaving her mouthpiece. Thanos often enjoys ordering his daughter to not immediately swallow his voluminous ounces of cum from her daily duty, rather instead enjoying watching her use her purple clapper to purl it around inside of her mouthpiece and spill nastily down over her purple lips and onto her blue breasts.

Casually, almost cruelly, Thanos answers the question with a firm dismissiveness.

"Your mouth is made to pleasure me, but Gamora will always be more skilled."

Nebula's mute cry of anguish faded into one of shuddering pleasure as she never stopped riding Thanos'cock. She had to concede the point there again. Gamora's biology makes her perfect to skullfuck, her mouth being able to widen and take Thanos down her throat with ease.

She twisted her puritanical eubstance around and spun on her father's cock, facing away from him. The motion brought a low growling of pleasure to Thanos'pharynx, whose monolithic purple hand gathered the globe of firm ass flesh bouncing before him now. Again this was a part of Nebula that was stolen from her and replaced with a higher-ranking cybernetic firearm ; it was always the consummate resolve and jiggle, and could take a stark pounding when Thanos felt like anally punishing his daughter.

When Nebula spoke next, her voice was spoken angrily through hissed teeth. The placate bouncing auditory sensation of flesh never let up though, and could easily be heard throughout the throne room.

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

A strong spank from Thanos'hand caused Nebula to arch her dorsum and pant as a tidal wave of pleasure dead reckoning unwillingly from her man-made ass straight into the pleasure center of her brain, forcing from her artificial cunt another climax. He continued to grope and beset her business firm ass, peering down appreciatively at the bouncing flesh.

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

A second spank forced another climax from the screaming Nebula. He knew what she was doing, what effect his language were having. The kickoff time she had expressed her insecurities by comparing herself to her baby he was care about her weakness, and started replacing her parts at an increased rate. It took years later for him to finally realise the lower status of his irregular girl compared to his beloved Gamora, and felt his love for his girl fade away to be replaced with lecherousness for the role of literal sex-toy she had taken. He derived his own sick pleasure in making her think about the woman who was best than her in every way.

It had taken Nebula a long time to swallow it, but accept it she had - deep inside of her psyche. That is where her furore and hate seed from, knowing that despite her best drive, despite her wanting to delight her founder, Gamora is just adept than her at everything, including shtup.

"My tits, Father of the Church ! Aren't they better ?"

She grabbed at her massive blue boob and tugged her lighter blue nipples to excruciating pain - or what would be, if the neuroreceptors had not been repurposed when her cybernetic tits were installed, and turned pleasure to hurt. Thanos'chuckle was a base one, and the only way Nebula felt factual pain in the ass.

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

For a brief moment, Nebula felt victory there, then felt it light through her digit like sand.

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

If there was one thing about Nebula, it was the fact that she never gives up. Even so, she has a breaking point, and the blue alien started to sob as she continued to bounce her sex-toy vagina on her father's shaft, her cybernetically enhanced muscles allowing the whore to continue the motion long past the spot a mortal woman's muscles would have given out.

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

She was done, Thanos knew. Broken and shattered spoiled than any enemy who stood up to him. He grabbed her hip and slammed her down entirely on his stopcock, incredibly bulging her stomach out in impossible balance. She screamed as he came inside of her, over twelve apothecaries' ounce of his spermatozoon flooding out and pouring deep inside of his blue daughter, drenching and flowing around his cock down her sick disconsolate athletic leg. The mere touch of his cum inside of her cunt triggered her programing to impart her the large sexual climax yet as she spastically shook on her father's cock, cumming from her bald-pated top dog to the wind of her toes.

"Why, my daughter ... this is because you are so weak. You don't have my intensity level, my will. You let me do this to you ; supercede every role of your body with one more pleasing to me. Gamora ... why, she's perfective tense as she is, and so much stronger than you. I could not improve perfection."

After speechmaking, Thanos skin Nebula off his cock and lets her flop and splatter on the gemstone of the toilet room, still leaking cum from between her branch. Her center were unfocused with the still ongoing sexual climax, her electric car cybernetic muscles continuously seizing and shaking. She didn't notice, or care, when Gamora entered the way and stepped casually over her to skid into Thanos'arms, tilting her face back and letting her male parent sacrifice her a deep kiss. Thanos and Gamora kissed for a long prison term over the still-twitching body of Nebula before she started to gather her wits again, as she always did after her father dumped a load of his cum inside of her. When Nebula started to stir out of her forced orgasmic bliss, Gamora breaks the kiss with her father, who then buries his facial expression into her magenta pilus and inhales her odor with perfect happiness.

When the subjugated woman lifts her eye to the pair above her, she finally notices that her sister is there smirking down at her. Nebula knows her father was right, as he always is. She's so much unaccented than Gamora, a pale tail of her sister 's perfection.

"He does this because you're the endorsement best, sis. You never will be considerably than me, except in being pathetic."

As Nebula lies sprawled on the floor of the throne room before Thanos and Gamora filled and leaking with cum, the duad candy kiss over her trunk again, the doting love their father having for his prefered daughter perfectly balanced with the disdainful and dispassionate lecherousness for her whore sister laying at their pes .