The New Princess

Did something change, Your Highness?

It's hard to believe you've been the Prince's captive for only two days, isn't it, Princess? You squirmed so the first night, hysterically claiming your right to the throne.

That is until his cock slipped in.

It's funny how quiet you have been since then.

What have you been thinking about?

No matter. Lines of succession demanded we act speedily. The Prince does not share your family line and must marry into your family to be King.

The wizard's magic potion was indeed potent. I suppose you think it involved changing your mind into one more pliable to the future that awaits you. As the Prince's handmaiden I assure you this isn't the case.

You have changed your mind yourself.

Haven't you?

That's right. Use your tongue and lips to coronate the next king.

What a view, Princess. Are you sure you want to continue down this road?

Royal blood courses through your veins — you are the last of your line and now a female. You remind me of your mother. You have hair like hers. And your build, your breasts. She was quiet as well. Very different from how brash you have been with your life until now. I suppose things change.

How does it feel in that feminine body? Do you find it comfortable having those pert tits riding on your chest now? They're beautiful. It was a pleasure to watch you grow them. You moaned and pleaded for them not to come. But they came anyway. You've given into them, haven't you? They have a purpose, you know.

Your nipples look extremely hard tonight, Princess.

Are you excited about something?

You like him, don't you? You like his cock. You can appreciate it now that you've experienced it deep in your pussy.

I can tell you've been thinking about it. Look at you savoring him. Two nights ago when you changed you would have sworn you'd never put him in your mouth. Look at you now. Have you been practicing today? It looks like you have. You treat that cock like it is your dearest friend.

It is, isn't it?

Look at you stop to admire it.

This is the sword you wield now. It's the only sword you will be wielding. You wield it well.

You are becoming a natural queen, cupping the hilt of that cock like it was Excalibur. And deep throating it like a common whore. Do you appreciate the disparity you embody now? I see how you follow it deeper. Giving in. But we only have a short time tonight.

That's right. Tomorrow is your wedding night. The King will expect you to have something special prepared for him. The wizard's potion will make you especially fertile over the next fortnight.

You'll be carrying his child soon.

Oh, Princess. Does the thought of carrying an heir excite you?

Careful, Princess. If you keep doing that you are bound to make him come. Don't you want a ride?

Or is this what you want?

Fine. I will not interrupt. Just make sure to savor it like the Queen you will become. Your marriage bed is waiting.

Perhaps you have already accepted that this cock will be yours to play with the rest of your life. Is this why you are showering our future King with such attention?

Your first taste. You wanted to thank him for last night, didn't you?

You feel his climax everywhere don't you. Not just in your mouth. I bet especially in those two delightful tits. The ones that will be soon feeding your young. My pussy is wet just looking at you and thinking about it.

The first taste is surprising. I'm pleased you've decided to milk the remaining shots and drink it like a proper woman.

It's time, Prince. It's time for you to return to your chamber. You must prepare to be wed tomorrow.

Then I will leave you in your chambers to dream of how you intend to spend your wedding night.

Your instincts have led you this far. I trust they will not fail you. 

Submitted by Fiona Realm