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It is said in legend that the universe began when Jade came upon a egg of Nothing, and delivered unto it her holy blessing. The fertilized egg hatched into a universe, and Jade assumed a mortal vessel to experience her own omnipotence.
This isn’t TRUE, but millions believe it, and Jade believes it too.
Once she was a mortal, albeit a incredibly virile one, someone who flooded the wombs of bigger woman, their favorite plaything… But Jade just kept growing. Pints became galloons become lakes. Oceans.
It was incredible, it was superhuman. And Jade began to, driven by the praise of her mistress, to believe she WAS superhuman. And she swelled still. As big as her ego. And still she was praised, and still she grew, arrogant, enormous, virile. A streaming service was dedicated to her growth. People praised her, people payed her. People begged to watch her get bigger. She allowed them. People came to her as fans and left as bloated worshippers. Cocky as Jade was, sure of her success, she started calling herself a Pharaoh, chastising her subjects, ordering them. They always obeyed, always agreed. And her rule grew. But it was a dream, a way to inspire her viewers. But everything, even dreams, obey the Pharaoh.
The Priests claim that, when Jade was hobbled by her hungness, she entreated a servant to carry her burdens. Instead a Goddess came upon her.
This Goddess was Vriska Serket, Worldweaver, Mindshaper, First Broodmaiden, Starforger, and Goddess of the Milk Sea. This divinity came to Jade, asking for gold in exchange for her services. But more then her hands, were her words. Like honey they dripped in the Pharaoh’s ear, boasting of the Goddesses skill. Like a web she weaved a plan before Jade, one where planets were conquered in Jade’s name, lands shaped by her seed. It would have been easy for the Goddess to do so. With each suggestion the Pharaoh grew, beyond her means to move, beyond her means to see. With each ton added to Vriska’s burden she only spoke faster, enraptured by the ways her future mate met, and exceeded her expectations. Soon matters of worship twisted to landmasses, of Jade making her own rivers with her bounty, of fertilizing not just woman, but planets… and perhaps one Goddess. And the grander the design, the grander Jade became.
In her pride however, she did not expect Jade, greater in size and wisdom, to praise Vriska for her power, her beauty. Chairty is the indulgence of the bountiful, and Vriska was lavished with it, Jade, mortal goddess she may be. Could not help but boast of the wisdom of Vriska, her charity in laying her designs. Even as the two hid in the shadows cast by Jade’s sacred sack, Jade spoke of her own dreams. Of, elevating the Goddess to a place of worship at the Pharaohs side, Vriska spoke of empires, Jade spoke of pantheons.
It is said that under those shadows, the Goddess of Conquest was conquered by Jade’s brilliance, by her dream. The gold she was promised now adorn the Goddess as jewelry, holy relics to their union. But all Vriska could think of was conquest. All she could care about, was seeing her Goddess grow.
The stars quickly fell to the Worldweaver, minds quickly broken into worship of Jade, millions became trillions. All praising Jade’s image, her brilliance. Her Growth.
Then the Ascension began. Scholars debate on the nature of the ascension. The scripture state Jade simply began to return to her worldshaping divinity. Some suggest Vriska instead blessed Jade, her holy power ascending the Goddess beyond her mortal vessel. Some suggest the very nature of worship instead affected Jade, that so many saw so much in Jade she BECAME the ideal her worshippers saw her as. Whatever the reason WHY, the WHAT is of universal consensus, all saw it.
Jade grew.
Faster then her blessed confidence, every prayer, every sacrificial ejaculation, each dirty dream bloated the holy orbs. Every drop of liquid love felt towards the Goddess found its twin nestled in the twin moons of Jade. She became a mountain, then a island. All could hear her sack groan, all could see her testes swell, her musk became her planet’s air. The world, became stained in her. And as her body claimed the lands, her worship claimed their minds. Jade could hear their prayers, could hear their dirty fantasies BECOME prayers. And Vriska’s conquests only became FASTER. The goddess was inspired, planets fell faster then Vriska could reach them, the faith of Harley’s Hugeness growing faster then Vriska’s armies. As soon as the Queen landed, planets bent knee.
Jade took 3 of her most fervent faithful, and had them establish sacred institutions to her image, to manage the infinite masses… Then Jade lifted her hand, and her goddesses descended at her beckoned call. The divine pantheon, the holy harem, gripped the growing Pharaoh, and, surrounded by her holy servants, Jade ascended into space.
The end of the Jade Empire is marked at this ascension, as what grew from it was the Harlesian Expanse.
From her place in the heavens, unburdened by her growing size, Jade took her beloved Vriska, first among her faithful, and claimed what was hers. The empire watched the Goddess grow, and with the Pharaohs titanic climax her size doubled. After seven sacred days, Jade withdrew from her bloated broodmaiden and basked in her own existence.
The next day, Jade claimed her next Goddess.
The star of the Empire began to eclipse those sacred bodies, much as her wives dreamed. With their divine magics, the galaxy adjusted to the order of the new world, orbiting their Pharaoh, their Goddess. Their Great Grower.
Thus began the Harlesian Expanse, dedicated to their growing galaxy, and the goddess within.