(This is male dominant. So, if that's not your thing, don't read.)
Set-Up:
TheGreyMan: Anyway, what did you have in mind?
pik: Was thinking something similar in concept to The End. In which a device is built and each use makes one of us even more Omni powerful.
TheGreyMan: I see. Maybe we could talk in 3rd person. Then neither of us needs to be the Dom. Since, I’m sure you’re hungry to be the Dom again. I know how addictive it is.
pik: It really is. I enjoy playing a sub don’t get me wrong. But something about being the Dom is...hard for me to describe
TheGreyMan: What’s the Doms name, and are they male or female?
pik: I was thinking male, as that’s my preference. Regardless, the main sub should be female. So, as for a name, I was thinking 'Grey' would work here :).
TheGreyMan: I’ll not argue. The grey eyed Grey.
The RP:
pik
Grey was double checking everything one last time. He and his assistant had been working in his machine for the better part of 3 years, it had taken all of their combined brain power and a not inconsiderable amount of embezzlement to get the funds for it. After all, what person in their right mind would invest in developing a machine that ‘bends the fabric of reality’ without proof it could even work? But everything was looking to be in order so far, and Grey could not lie he was more than a little excited. After all, HE was the entire reason this device was even being built in the first place. It was all for him and his desire, and Sarah had been on board with that from day one. “Alright,” Grey noted as he straightened upright. “Looks like everything is ready to go. I can finally become the man I deserve to be,” he stated with some excitement in his voice.
TheGreyMan
Grey is confident, but knows the device could kill if it does not work. Thus, he knows that he should test the machine on himself. He would not ask Sarah to do it for him. He steps into the chamber, with lasers pointed at his body. He waits for Sarah to finish checking all of the screens. Sweat does pool down his brow as she does. He checked them himself before getting inside, but he knows two minds are better than one. When she is ready, she flips the switch and the cosmic rays are released into his frame. Grey's grey suit he always wears is shredded as the purple power of the cosmos floods his cells and expands his body. He screams as his eyes glow purple, pink, and then grey. His clothes fall away, revealing his new form, as the power of the device dies down and he stands.
pik
He is almost too big for the machine now. When Grey had entered it, he had been of average height and build, nothing overly remarkable about him. Now though, as he steps out of the machine completely naked, he is so much MORE!!! He towers over Sarah by several feet, and his body is now shredded with massively powerful muscles. Grey looks like he could bench press a car with little effort. His face is rugged and insanely handsome, so much so that he could probably get a girl to cum with just a look. The masterstroke though, and the thing that has Sarah’s complete and undivided attention, is the monstrosity that are now his cock and balls!
TheGreyMan
His cock is a pulsating foot long monster, and still flaccid. His softball-sized balls gurgle with sperm. "Interesting" Grey says as he flexes his biceps. "It seems to have worked!" His joy is a palpable thing in his words, and they shred through the watching Sarah. She falls to her knees before him as he speaks. He doesn't seem to notice, and does a bicep pose, which causes his body to flex and bunch, and start to sweat. That sweat is a sweet as honey, and fills Sarah's nose. She cries in pleasure, and Grey looks down at her for the first time. Seeing her so aroused arouses him. The soft coke-can thick monster between his legs slowly springs to life.
pik
Second after second, his cock swells and pulses with power. It gets so much longer, so much thicker, so much more masculine with each passing moment. With every twitch and pulse, it makes Sarah have to bite down on her lips even harder just to keep from moaning too loudly like a total slut! In less than a minute, Grey’s symbol of manhood is at full mast: 3 feet long, thick around as a two-liter soda bottle. His balls are pulsing and groaning and churning so much that Sarah can actually hear them making more and more cum. And a heavy musk fills the lab room as his cock stands at attention, as if telling Sarah (and any other females who might happen by) to come and worship him and his massive fuck log.
TheGreyMan
Lost to the lust of his new body, Grey moves Sarah to doggy style so he can grab her hips with his strong hands for leverage. Then Grey just scream "Oh FUCK, you're tight!" as he rams that absurde dick into her wet wet hole. As she feels more of that monster slide into her, it feels so... RIGHT. Grey's balls swing back and forth as he fucks Sarah from behind, faster and faster, deeper and deeper. He is lost to it, and he is loving it. The feeling of power is addictive; he needs more. Sarah is gone; her mind as broken and willing as her body. She needs this and cannot ever say 'no' to a man such as Grey. They both are lost in this moment, and then Grey's inhuman balls unleash their load into Sarah.
pik
Of course, the machine also affected Grey’s cum. His sperm count for one has gone up substantially, to over 750 billion per milliliter. They are also far more virile, a nearly 100% chance of fertilizing any egg they come in contact with in a typical woman. Sarah will be lucky if she doesn’t end up pregnant, though now she’d have a better chance of being struck by lightning 7 times in a row than NOT getting pregnant with Grey’s spawn. All Sarah can do is moan and beg and plead for more, her mind broken as all she wants now is to worship Grey, obeying his every whim and desire. Grey meanwhile, is already thinking on two things. The first is how to improve Sarah so she is an even better fuck toy for him; her brain is already flash fried so he may as well turn her into a full on bimbo. The second, more important matter, is improving the machine so he can become EVEN MORE POWERFUL!!!
TheGreyMan
His mind has expanded with his body, and while he fucks Sarah into pregnant oblivion, he thinks on this problem. If she was more alluring, maybe he wouldn't be able to muses on other matters. But, she isn't that interesting to him, even as her mind is broken by what he is doing to her. She is nothing to him now, and he needs to fix this problem. He thinks on this issue while he rails into her, since he does also have to relieve his overfilled balls. Finally, she generates enough stimulation to his monster meat missle to make him cum. His balls pull up to his shaft and he unloads his load down those 36-inches of his treetrunk of a dick. Sarah is filled and filled, cum coming out of every hole. She pukes it up, and cries tears of his white sludge. When his balls are mostly empty, Grey goes over to the mechanism. His cock pulled out of her, causing a geyser of his spunk to shot out of that ruined hole. He leaves a trail of cum as his "aftershocks" sputter out of his softening cock. The monster becomes one foot again as he starts to work on the device. He uses his perfect hands and flawless mind to perfect the machine. Sarah lays there in a pool of cum, until she finally comes to. As soon as she is awake, she licks up his spunk, and starts down the trail he left. She crawls to her new master, reaching out for his dick to break her again. But, before she can make it, a trail of slime behind her, Grey reaches down and carries her and himself into the newly upgraded machine.
pik
Grey hadn’t been working on the machine for very long. Thanks to the first use, his mind was like that of a supercomputer all on its own. What had taken him 3 years to build with the help of someone almost as smart as the old him, now had only taken a handful of hours to improve and perfect even further. The new additions and alterations were specifically done for him in mind. The only male it would ever effect was himself; if any other male tried, they would be transformed into a cock addicted cum slut totally and slavishly devoted to him. The effects it would have on women were obvious, and if Sarah even had any drive or will to retain even a shred of her old self, this was her last chance to even try escaping. It would have been futile, but even so this was her last chance. Grey effortlessly carried her into the machine, which he had also made much larger internally to hold his new body. He dumped Sarah into the floor, and immediately she crawled to his dick and balls, tongue polishing his softball sized semen factories and worshiping his whole body like a devoted slave. With a few taps on an internal keyboard, the cosmic rays blasted into the two of them, making Sarah moan with a mini orgasm while Grey roared in masculine triumph.
TheGreyMan
The chamber is filled with cosmic rays again, and the brightness binds and blinds both. They are washed over and over wrought by the light and lightening of life. The univrses remakes them in Grey's image. His mind created the new paths they both charge down. Yet, those paths diverge and mirror. One into the perfect god of dominance, and the other into the perfect goddess of servitude. Both flawless in their respective roles. The machine, however, could not contain divinity. The mechanical not meant to hold the holy. It shatters as both god and goddess are fully formed within his womb of science. For, science cannot contain the mystical, and mystic beings of light and darkness they had both become. They emerge from this tomb of physical laws as beings of pure metaphysics.
pik
Grey is first to walk out, each step like an earthquake as the entire planet quakes in fear of him. Through shear force of will, the planet itself makes every atom of itself softer than silk under his feet; he should not have to walk on hard tile, which shatters to dust under his dominance. He is a towering, godly 15 feet tall, his head very nearly striking the ceiling. His muscles are hyper dense, more tightly packed than black holes as with but a single breathe he could shatter the solar system into dust. Women will and do plead with him to rape them completely just from being in the same universe as him. And his cock, his truest symbol of divinity, is over 20 feet long and thicker than a full grown redwood, flaccid. His almighty balls are the size of full grown elephants, endlessly churning and bubbling with impossibly dense and thick and virile sperm. Of course this is just his ‘base’ form, as with but a mere whim he can become so much more. And, crawling out of the remains behind him, is Sarah. He is the god of supreme dominance, and so she is the goddess of ultimate subservience. In contrast to Grey, the planet itself forces Sarah to crawl beneath her god-king; unless HE says otherwise, she will only ever crawl beneath his majesty.
TheGreyMan
Grey closes his fist and the universe gives him MORE power, he doesn't even need to ask. The very laws of reality want to make him more, to serve him. He has to STOP them. He has to WILL the energies NOT to flood into him, to make him more powerful. He is a true tyrant, loved by all, worshiped by all. He has to stop reality from serving him, not ask it to start.
Sarah is the flip-side of this unfair coin. Reality whips and break her. She is forced to crawl while the laws of gravity pull her down more than they should. The air lashes her and the floor scraps her body. But, the machine has made her a true masochist. Pain becomes pleasure and then pain again. She is in ecstasy as reality itself forces her to knee before Grey. He is the absolute king, she is the lowest of slaves. Reality lashes her for DARING to be near someone as great as Grey, and she thanks it for its rebuke. Grey's eyes flash over her, and she lowers hers immediately. Like the poles of a magnet, they will never be allowed to met. The eyes of a thrull cannot met the eyes of a monarch, and existence will enforce this law. Grey's monstrous cock does twitch, however. He knows what needs to be done, even as he forces reality to NOT utterly submit to him. He needs it to survive a little longer.
pik
Reality quakes and trembles as Grey, the merciful tyrant god king of ALL, allows it to continue existing alongside him for the time being. As he does this, he glares down upon the ultimate femininity kneeling before his might. Sarah’s beauty is unquestionable, as any man other than Grey would be forced to blow his load just from looking upon her. Her touch would kill anyone, man or woman, from sheer orgasmic overload. Her lips are obscenely thick, forced permanently into a gaping, drooling O shape. Her breasts are the size as large as her entire body, so soft and sensitive that she can feel every subatomic particle as they wail and beat her. Her ass is just as fat and sensitive and massive, while her waist is so small and narrow that anyone (other than Grey) would need an electron microscope to ever even see it. Her hair is a luminous, radiant blonde, and her eyes are near vacant orbs with no will or desire of their own. The only thoughts that ever pass through her void of a mind are: “Serve, obey, worship. Serve, obey, worship." Endlessly looping as she keeps her head facing down at the floor beneath her king. In contrast to Grey’s infinite strength, Sarah is so frail and weak she could not lift even a single grain of sand without assistance, and she is only able to crawl because Grey permits it; it is he only mercy he ever allows her, and he can and does often revoke that privilege as he desires. All of her holes, all three, always remain tight as a virgin’s, just so Grey can take her virginity over and over again for his own pleasure. And the look Grey is giving her, it is making his almighty monolith twitch and rise. It has been several nanoseconds, and Sarah hasn’t offered up one of her virginal holes yet.
TheGreyMan
Grey wills reality to have Sarah brought to his cock-godhead. She floats in the air, her dull eyes show her slow thoughts, thinking about nothing but obeying and the pleasure/pain existence brings her. Her comically absurd, fat lips curl as Grey's dreadfully cruel, fat cock is brought into her view. Those dull orbs sparkle with need and want, but she cannot do anything without permission, and one such as Grey would never ASK for anything, not ever again. But, he lets his will known, and reality rushes to make it so. Sarah's pillow lips are ripped open over that massive meat missile, which breaks her jaw and rips open her throat. It is, of course, still soft. The mountainous pile of meat throbs once as it is ruining Sarah's slavish body. The body of the most submissive creature in all of existence does everything it can to please the tyrant god. Even more slavish than the laws of physics already are, Sarah is submission exaggerated serving dominance made manifest. Her body down to each atom is slavish to the monster cock that wrecks her being. Another pulse and the semihard beast is 30 feet of brutal mastery. It is a rod of absolute rulership attached to the god of overbearing power. Sarah would break apart in a second if Grey's will didn't command it otherwise. Her body trying to make room for the monstrous magnificent monolith. More and more of his perfected god-blood is beat into his terrably humongous cock, and beats Sarah with its power. She cowers even as she cannot escape from it's awful vastness.
pik
Even if she could have conceived of trying to flee from the tyrant god of reality, it would have been futile. Reality itself would bend to Grey’s whims and prevent her from escaping without HIS express permission. Even as her jaw is shattered to bits, her throat ripped open and raped and broken, she chokes out a grueling, sob filled moan of pain and pleasure that bleeds together into a soup of total submission. It should be physically impossible, as Grey’s rod of divine power continues to swell and choke and destroy Sarah inside and out. He shouldn’t be able to fit inside of her, her body far too small for something so gargantuan and still growing! But, Grey will not allow anything, even physics to deny him. Physics is terrified of him as it should be, so so violates itself with a rusty blade to make the impossible possible for him alone. Grey’s titanic balls absolutely boil and throb and swell; each monstrous nut is an entire dimension of omni powerful semen. In her powerlessness, Sarah does every possible thing she can to bring HIM more pleasure. Her insides become the softest, wettest, most perfect cock sleeves possible, simply through a NEED to serve her god king. Her enormous tits, capped with 2 inch long, wine cork thick nipples, hush out torrents of milk; a man who drank this would become a demigod of masculinity, while women become weak submissive pleasure dolls. It can do little to improve the ultimate god, but surely it would please her master for her to be an even wetter and hornier and submissive cum hole.
TheGreyMan
Grey's cock finally becomes full hard, and Sarah's pillow lips kiss his balls at the base of his mountainous, throbbing master-cock. As they do, the feeling is so great Grey's concentration slips, just for a nanosecond. In that moment, reality sees its chance. Not to betray, but to fulfill. As Grey's mind is filled with the sensation of those perfect lips kissing his ballsack with his whole tumescence spire inside of Sarah's insanely tight hole, reality fulfills its greatest wish to SERVE its master. With that single nanosecond of distraction, power overfills Grey utterly. His rod of rulership becomes a cosmic object of divine dictatorship. His balls become blackholes of cum, doubling and doubling again. Reality does EVERYTHING it can to make Grey more while he is distracted. It fills his being as fast as it can with power. His body becomes a raging sun of strength, welding a cock of pure cosmic rulership fueled by eight blackhole balls. He is a beast of lust, and this body that existence crafts for him is extra sensitive and perfectly pleasurable. Grey regains control almost instantly, but it's too late. He is a billion times more than he was, and his will lashes out at reality for it.
But, what reality does for him, it mirrors in Sarah in that moment where Grey cannot protect her.
pik
As Grey vaporizes several aspects of reality in his rage for it daring to act without his permission, an equal reaction occurs within Sarah; however powerful he becomes, so too must she become ever weaker. And so, Sarah cries out in a gurgling, choking, pleasure and pain drenched scream of worshipful lust. Her breasts and ass explode in size, becoming even more massive while her already nonexistent waist shrinks ever further to the point her body would collapse into a black hole if she wasn’t so weak already. Her already ass length hair grows out even further, glowing like pure sunshine to emphasize her beauty. Her lips fatten and thicken into even more gigantic cock suckers as they press into a few of his eight gigantic balls. Sarah’s eyes dim even further, what little intellect she has falling even further as, if asked to solve ‘0+0’ she would not have been able to give an answer. Her skin is now so soft and sensitive that just merely existing causes constant bruises and welts of extreme pain to show up on her otherwise flawless skin; this only makes her hornier though as her masochism skyrockets. Most of all though, as Grey swells in power and strength, Sarah gets even weaker and more frail. Her neck breaks and her jaw bone shards disintegrate just from having his monster god cock in her body. If not for his will, she would be dead a million times over. But that concept only makes her constantly drooling baby hole to gush and spasm even harder!
TheGreyMan
Sarah loves the idea she should be dead for his dick. Every cell loves to serve him and to be ruined by him. Every atom of every cell wants to rip itself apart on his despotic god-cock of power. But, with his unbreakable will around her breakable body, she is unable to atomize herself, unable to fission her brain and body into pure energy to give to him. But, the queen of submission loves bondage, so being unable to fulfill her nature because she is bound to this absolutist's absolute will only excites her more. Grey's cosmic rod of pure power starts to move. Reality makes the fucking as rough as it can on Sarah's body, while smooth as silk on Grey's oppressive dick. It is a paradox, but we have passed the point where it matters. Sarah feels the fucking like sandpaper in her broken cunt, while Grey it is soft and slippery. Back and forth that celestial cock owned by the god of power and dominance fucks the goddess of haplessness and helplessness. That dreadful mass of a divine dick that has blood of pure potency powering through it rages within a hole that should have been destroyed by just being near. Faster and faster the God of Ruin ruins the goddess of ruination's ruined body. Blackhole balls bash before a bright bubble butt. Her glowing rear flares each time those orbs of darkness bowl into it. They are so heavy and dense not even the light of her massive ass can escape, turning all energy and matter into more sperm to shoot down that cosmic rod. Grey laughs as his rhythm increases. It becomes harder and harder to concentrate on keeping reality from pumping him overfull with even more tyrannical power. And, why should he? Why should he use his energy to NOT become more? He has trouble thinking of a good answer as his concentration becomes more and more focused on breaking the bitch before him with his mighty bitchbreaker. He will fuck her senseless, and when he comes, reality itself will become pregnant.
pik
Reality waits as patiently as possible for when it’s Master will finally allow himself to become all that he should be and more. Sarah by this point counts her blessings that the only true man, the god king of all existence, still continues to use her broken body for his pleasure. He rapes each hole of her body, each one virginal and wanting to be torn open by his god cock. While for him she is wet and soft and slippery, it feels as if blades cut within her pussy, asshole and throat with every stroke of his. If she were capable of thoughts more complex than her slavish need to obey and worship, Sarah would be begging for Grey to become more powerful. This would in turn make her even weaker and more submissive for him to brutalize, which was just perfect to her broken mind. However, be it mere seconds or entire eons and beyond, eventually Grey feels it coming. His 8 black hole balls pulsate and tighten, preparing to unleash their existence rending load into the Omni fertile goddess/slave of subservience and powerlessness. The only way she will survive is if Grey wills it so, but will he be able to do so in the throws of breaking her even further as he makes all of reality pregnant?
TheGreyMan
He fucks her until his blackhole balls finally release his apocalyptic load down his fated world-ending shaft of manly might. In that moment, his eight blackhole balls make too much hyper-spunk. Even his vast meat cannon should not be able to contain that much hyper-dense sperm, each single gamete of which was created in the heart of a black hole. His own body should be blow apart by that first blast of cum that flies down his wanton warp-hole. But, nothing happens without his permission, and Grey simple does not give it. He doesn't allow his ultra-pressurized hyper-dense sperm to rip his divine dick apart, so they do not. All that fury is directed at his godly cock-hole, that opening into Sarah's weakened body. It takes ages for that first fattened fastball to fly forward. But, finally, it does make it to Grey's flaring godhole. And, in that moment, Grey experiences a true orgasm. The idea form of the feeling all other climaxes are pale shadows of. A total orgasmic climax of perfected mastery. A feeling beyond feelings. The platonic ideal of pleasure races through his body and brain, both created by himself and reality to be able to experience this moment of totality. Yet, in that moment, his dominate will loses its grip again. As pure ecstasy fills him, he -just for a nanosecond- forgets to force reality to NOT make him ever greater. He loses control of making reality NOT serve him in every way. And so, it does. It makes him everything it can in that half a moment, not knowing when it might get such a chance again. So, as his blackhole wrought cum flies into Sarah's ruined body, reality also rushes in to make both of them more of what they are.
TheGreyMan (again)
Greys body swells with power undreamed of. Reality felt it had wasted its chance before. To give Grey only a cosmic dick and only eight black hole balls was useless, it feels. The Utter Lord and Master of all deserves more that such a petty pittance. Reality makes up for it’s early failings in this blessed new nanosecond granted it while Grey is distracted feeling the primal platonic ideal of pleasure. Grey’s body becomes that for a cosmic reality-raping beast. The wolf Fenris, fated to eat the gods and bring on Ragnarök, would be cowed by the body Grey is granted as he fills Sarah with his spunk. His muscles bulge obscenely with strength to break the laws of physics like a twig (unnecessary, since they’re already his willing bitch, but now he could effortlessly physically force them instead of just willing them). His body a gargantuan cosmic reactor burning existence with its mere mass.
And, of course, Grey’s tyrannical package gets even more preferential treatment. His balls become supermassive black holes. Each Orb so large they swallow galaxies ten at a time just for existing. Reality doesn’t double them in the short time granted, it increases their number exponentially. Eight become 64 and than 4096. Each one of those four thousand ninety six galaxy gobbling super structures create hyper sperm on a epic scale. Each single hyper-gamete a monstrous sun eating titan. And, countless quintillions are produced every picosecond. They are already released down a cock that’s more a space corridor than dick. A hypermassive wormhole of a fucking warphole that rips reality apart simply by existing. A cock weapons that tears a hole in everything, even Spacetime. A cock that starts at the Big Bang and ends the universe at its other end. More fat and long as a timeline than a physical organ. THAT is what Sarah has stuck in her as reality mirrors it’s changes to Grey in her.
pik
Just as with last time, reality does not hold back as it enacts an equal transformation within Sarah. The first and most minor of ‘fixes’ to her pathetic and unworthy existence is to destroy her brain completely; she can no longer think, not even on obeying. Everything she will ever do now is entirely instinct driven by her primal existence as manifested subservience. Her breasts and ass expand and explode outward in all directions, becoming planet, galaxy, universe sized masses of fat and flesh made only to give Grey pleasure by raping and owning them. Her blonde locks glow with the radiance of a million big bangs, and absolutely none of the power such an event offers as the impossible strands surround her like a veil dragging her even further down down down. Her waist shrinks so obscenely small and impossible in its existence, it is smaller than even the god particles which originally were born in the Big Bang. While on the other end, her blood red lips become so fat and massive that the only sound she can make through them are moans and cries of pain and pleasure. Sarah can no longer move on her own, her body is so frail and weak that to even attempt it would break her body in a million different ways; only because Grey is all merciful to his counterpart and slave is her body able to heal from the nonstop damage reality inflicts upon her for merely existing. And as the first wave of hyper-gametes blast out of Grey’s god hole, her hyper-fertile eggs rush forward to meet them! Her womb and ovaries have become an entire multiverse of sextillions and sextillions of eggs in every corner of her multiversal womb. Each one is so hyper fertile that an impotent man shooting blanks could still get her pregnant with dectuplets easily. One single hyper sperm from Grey though? Just one of his quintillions of Titan sperm meeting one of her weak and desperate eggs?
TheGreyMan
Grey losses control again as his orgasm shakes and shackles the heavens. Sarah is instantly filled to overflowing. A single one of her hyper-fertile eggs create hundreds of billions of slaves for Grey. And, quintillions are breed every picosecond. Not even Sarah’s gargantuan cunt can hold even a single volley of Grey's overprotection. And, Grey doesn’t stop cumming. More and more of his four thousand black holes geysers overfills and overfloods Sarah’s body. She balloons even more with Greys brood. Her DNA only adding slavish devotion to her children. Not that any would even think of defying Grey as his body and balls flood with even more power. His cock, already the width and breath of the universe’s entire timeline, expands into other timelines, ALL timelines. There isn’t even a possible universe that isn’t being raped by his dick. The very idea anything could defy him is ripped out of possibly. There is no universe, real or imagined, where one could even convince of the idea that it was possible to do anything but Grey’s will. His tyrannical rule is ubiquitous across all possible realities, and even impossible ones. Each atom in every possible universe is totally and irrevocably under his control. Each molecule wishes only to pleasure him. Every cell of every creature in all possible creations thrums with only his needs and his will. Each living creature prostate before his mighty god-shaming godcock. There is no will, real or unreal, but his. No needs or desires but his. No lustful want or frivolous whim but his. All are filled only to make him more, to serve him in every way, to please and pleasure and ruin their lives to add a single drop of sweat to his masterful glory. Reality bends and breaks on a uncaring godcock that breaches through all words and is all timeline, possible or impossible.
pik
Even as Grey manages to reassert his dominance on reality to STOP it making him into a more powerful existence, the damage is already done here. His supermassive black hole balls, 4096 of them, boil and bubble with untold amounts of his seed. Each one that enters Sarah’s perfected womb impregnates her with yet more slavish daughters to add to Grey’s harem of endless slaves. All of existence in every possible universe and timeline cries in tears of joy at having the honor to serve Grey, everything from the smallest atoms to the largest galaxies, and everything in between, now devoting themselves wholly to him and his greatness. And, if he ever wants even MORE control and power, all Grey must do is let his grip on reality slacken. This of course will weaken Sarah further and further, but that is her entire purpose. To be weaker and weaker as he grows stronger and stronger.
(Know it was short lived but this may be a good stop point)