There were bound to be a few false leads to things that would stop her conquest and destruction of the galaxy. A legend that would cause the finder of a ring to become an all powerful ruler was one. It was a sick joke on the creators part, Dominator thought after she figured out how to use it she would lead armies grander than her own robots. Instead over time her slender body bloated more and more day after day, her clothing actually transformed before her eyes and it was impossible to remove. After more research, it was only too late to discover it was more a cursed gift (she could have guessed that much!) to an ancient empress to make a mockery of her own greed and ambition. If it's any indication, she's going to grow to the size of a planet before it stops.

She sat agitated, not even sure if she had a real bottom anymore but was sure she could feel her toes, planning her next move.

She really hoped her bone headed nemesis and his talking orange fuzz tag along and the horse thing won't find out about this. She might die from embarrassment.