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Carthage shuddered. He felt Rome's thick imperial cock pulsing in his tight Super-Saharan bussy. "Fuck, Rome," he said, "you're so hot... even though I hate you." Rome grimaced briefly, and contemplated pulling out. It is so difficult to love something so fully- and especially when the only way to love something like Carthage is to do it violently, roughly, with anger. He was just so damn smug. He thrust into Carthage, feeling the older state clench around his dominating imperial cock. He felt a strange jiggle within his scrotum. It was Aeneas, the rascal. Aeneas plunged into Rome's urethra, oozing out of the empire he created with a sad and fate-abused expression. "Oooh, daddy!" Rome screamed, his father's tiny mortal body entering Carthage's hole. Swimming through the layers of cultural, political, economic, and metaphorical sediment that made up Carthage's body, Aeneas found Dido, poor Dido, floating in the Carthage goo. "Dido......." He whimpered, "Dido, I'm so sorry." The queen simply turned away, and dissolved into folkloric precum. She oozed out of Carthage's cock mindlessly. She was gone. But a memory. Aeneas wept and did the same. Rome was getting close, but not close enough. He pulled out, earning a small groan of protest from Carthage. Running to the public baths (idk they're in the forum right now ok? ok) where he had left his Sicily buttplug in an Ancient Rome Locker with a Rome Masterlock on it. He put in his code: 6969753, and retrieved the island/buttplug. Running back to Carthage, Rome gave himself a couple strokes to remain imperially and augustly erect. Shoving himself back into Carthage's bussy at the same time as the plug in his own, he groaned a little, feeling the joy of taking Sicily for himself in his butt-hole. Carthage sputtered. Hamilcar Barca sept from his leaky bussy into Rome's cock, before himself dissolving into Roman goo. Another thrust, and out popped Hannibal Barca. He briefly got stuck with his elephants in Rome's pubes, which Rome cleverly had dubbed The Alps. After another terrible thrust, Rome opened his mouth, and within it stood Cato Maior, who whispered in a sultry old man voice: "Carthage, THAT ASS delenda est." Carthage moaned and groaned like a faulty Halloween skeleton. Another thrust from Rome produced the Third Punic War, in which Rome's friend Numidia slapped his cock onto Carthage's face. Carthage, irritated by the fact some kind of liquid was now in his eye, smacked away Numidia. Rome roared in fury and beat his cock deeper into his enemy's ass, hitting the prostate. "OOOOUGH!" Carthage cried, hoping for some kind of peaceful resolution to the conflict before being forced to bear arms. Before long, something strange happened. Scipio Aemeilianus formed in Rome's cock, pushing the member further and further into Carthage, until a horrible event occurred. Slowly melting, Carthage became consumed by the interior of Rome's big juicy penis, wailing and bemoaning as he was declared an institution of the Republican Rome. Rome gasped, but was hardly upset. He continued to thrust into nothing for some time, until a terrible feeling bubbled up inside him. He glanced down at his massive red rocket, with its SPQR tattoo, and instead of seeing his usual beautiful pulsating dick, Rome saw himself. His own face. He screeched in terror. A small figure emerged from this new face. "I," it said, "am Gordian III, usurper and North African revolutionary, and I declare Carthage to be my Rome, with its imperial and republican institutions matching and surpassing the glory of the former city, which has perhaps fallen in my view of administration and general satisfaction. Romanitas, as a concept, has expanded over the empire, and even the ethno-linguistic background of her citizens has broadened to reflect this reality in culture and statecraft, per the Antonine Decree of 212. Heehee." Rome moaned as he slowly dissolved into various cities in Italy and beyond, growing and inflating like a latex balloon, his ass (called the Eastern Roman empire) slowly inflating and his front growing numerous city-state and nation-state cocks which slowly were overcome by extra-Roman forces and slowly became nations of their own, until his ass was fucked with a dildo called the Ottoman Empire, and nothing was left of him but a memory. The end.