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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Disney_-_All_Media_Types, The_Little_Mermaid_(1989), The_Little_Mermaid_-
      All_Media_Types, Alice_in_Wonderland_(1951), Aladdin_(1992), Peter_Pan_
      (1953), Who_Framed_Roger_Rabbit_(1988), Cinderella_(1950), Hercules_
      (1997), Kim_Possible_(Cartoon), Beauty_and_the_Beast_(1991), Sofia_the
      First_(Cartoon), Frozen_(2013), The_Aristocats_(1970), Moana_(2016), Lilo
      &_Stitch_(2002), Tangled_(2010), Brave_(2012), The_Princess_and_the_Frog_
      (2009), The_Rescuers_(Movies), Robin_Hood_(1973), The_Fox_and_the_Hound_
      (1981), 101_Dalmatians_(1961), The_Lion_King_(1994), Mulan_(1998),
      Pocahontas_(1995), Tarzan_(1999), Pinocchio_(1940), Fantasia_2000_(1999),
      Home_on_the_Range, Bambi_(1942), Oliver_&_Company_(1988), The_Sword_in
      the_Stone_(1963), Lady_and_the_Tramp_(1955), The_Hunchback_of_Notre_Dame_
      (1996), Sleeping_Beauty_(1959)
  Relationship:
      Ariel/Tiana_(Disney), Jasmine/Alice/Tiger_Lily_(Disney), Ariel/Melody_
      (Disney), Alice/Jessica_Rabbit_(Disney), Kim_Possible/Bonnie_Rockwaller,
      Hans/Amber_(Disney), Anastasia_Tremaine/Cinderella_(Disney), Drizella
      Tremaine/Cinderella_(Disney), Cinderella/Lady_Tremaine, Moana_Waialiki/
      Nani_Pelekai_(Disney), Cinderella/Sofia_(Disney), Alice/Snow_White_
      (Disney), Alice/Dopey/Doc/Sneezy/Sleepy/Grumpy/Happy/Bashful_(Disney),
      Melody/Vanessa, Melody/Ursula, Grimhilde/SnowWhite/Ariel, Evil_Queen/Snow
      White/Ariel, Claude_Frollo/Shanti_(Disney), Cinderella/Pocahontas/Elsa/
      Rapunzel_(Disney), Eugene_Fitzherbert_|_Flynn_Rider/Gothel, Anna/Elsa_
      (Disney), Elsa/Anna/Esmerelda_(Disney), Anna/Esmerelda_(Disney), Wendy
      Darling/Tinker_Bell
  Character:
      Ariel_(Disney), Tiana_(Disney), Jasmine_(Disney), Tiger_Lily_(Peter_Pan),
      Alice_(Alice_in_Wonderland), Melody_(Disney), Cinderella_(Disney),
      Jessica_Rabbit, Megara_(Disney), Kim_Possible, Bonnie_Rockwaller, Hans_
      (Disney), Amber_of_Enchancia, Gaston_(Disney), Edgar_Balthazar, Lady
      Tremaine, Drizella_Tremaine, Anastasia_Tremaine, Moana_Waialiki, Nani
      Pelekai, Merida_(Disney), Rapunzel_(Disney), Belle_(Disney), Chernabog_
      (Disney), Clayton_(Disney), Jafar_(Disney), Hades_(Disney), Pain_(Disney:
      Hercules), Panic_(Disney:_Hercules), Scar_(The_Lion_King), Zira_(The_Lion
      King), Slim_(Home_on_the_Range), Saluk_(Disney), Shenzi_(The_Lion_King),
      Banzai_(The_Lion_King), Ed_(The_Lion_King), John_Ratcliffe_(Disney),
      Shere_Khan, Bill_Sykes, Ursula_(Disney), Madame_Medusa, Madame_Mim, The
      Coachman_(Pinocchio), Stronboli_(Pinocchio), Mother_Gothel_(Tangled),
      Cruella_de_Vil, Prince_John_(Disney:_Robin_Hood), Si_(Lady_and_the
      Tramp), Am_(Lady_and_the_Tramp), Queen_La_(Tarzan_and_Jane), Mr._Snoops_
      (The_Rescuers), Evil_Queen_(Disney), Horace_(101_Dalmatians), Jasper_(101
      Dalmatians), Abis_Mal, Sofia_the_First, Maleficent_(Disney), Aurora_
      (Disney), Magic_Mirror_(Disney), Snow_White_(Disney), Dopey_(Disney), Doc
      (Disney), Sneezy_(Disney), Sleepy_(Disney), Grumpy_(Disney), Happy_
      (Disney), Bashful_(Disney), Claude_Frollo, Shanti_(Jungle_Book),
      Pocahontas_(Disney), Elsa_(Disney), Gothel_(Disney), Eugene_Fitzherbert_|
      Flynn_Rider, Anna_(Disney), Esméralda_|_Esmeralda_(HoND), Dr._Facilier_
      (Disney), Wendy_Darling, Tinker_Bell_(Peter_Pan)
  Additional Tags:
      Shoe_Kink, Shoe_Sniffing, Masturbation, No_Plot/Plotless, Porn, Erotica,
      Pregnancy, Breastfeeding, Vaginal_Fisting, Cum_drinking, Stripping, Foot
      licking, toe_sucking, toe_kissing, Incest, Parent/Child_Incest, Multiple
      Orgasms, Orgasm, Orgy, Panty_Sniffing, Trample, Shoe_Fucking, Giantess_-
      Freeform, shrunk, shrink, insertion, Slavery, slave_-_Freeform,
      Humiliation, Verbal_Humiliation, Watersports, Urination, pee_drinking,
      human_toilet, Toilet_Slave, Rape, Blow_Jobs, Forced_Orgasm, Blackmail,
      Underage_Sex, Underage_Kissing, Come_Eating, Findom, smothering,
      Queening, Fisting, sm, Spanking, Anal, Mutual_Masturbation, Scent_Kink,
      Scents_&_Smells, Alcohol, Armpits_Sniffing, Neck_Sniffing, neck_biting,
      Armpit_Kink, Cum_Eating, Footjob, Penetration, ass_kissing, Ass_Sniffing,
      Rimming, Public_Sex, Submission, Femsub, Anal_Play, Tentacles, Blood,
      Bondage, Growth, Gore, Death, Foot_Crush, Boob_Crush, Pussy_Crush, Vore,
      Bimboification, Transformation, Bimbo_Transformation, Femslash, Piss, pee
      play, Oral, Human_Footstool, Trampling, Magic, anal_rape, Physical
      Humiliation, handjob, blowjob, Fingering, Kissing, defloration, Sweaty
      Feet, toejob, vampire, neko, Cat_Girl, Catgirl, Femdom, Human_Doormat,
      sadistic, Hypnosis, Furry, Blood_Drinking, Torture, MILFs, Elsanna_-
      Freeform, Symbiote_Transformation, Absorbtion, Wet_Dream, Tendrils,
      Threesome, sex_in_public, Lesbian, Melting, Fairy, Ice_Cream, Food_Play,
      tongue_play
  Series:
      Part 2 of Erotica
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-10-14 Chapters: 26/? Words: 125994
****** Whore House ******
by kellym01
Summary
     Lemon fic containing the carnal 'hobbies' of princesses, princes and
     villains. Erotic fiction. I own nothing. No Flames! Just tell me who
     you want to see and what you want them to be doing.
     Tags will be added with each request, originally from Fanfiction.net
     (hence the first lemon chapter, requested)
     Comment to see who you want doing what to who.
     (I am willing to include characters from cartoons if my knowledge on
     them is good enough)
***** Rules *****
 
 
 
RULES
Basically – This will be solely an erotic fic, focusing on a Disney
neighbourhood, 4 mansions, one with Princesses, Female Villains, Princes, Male
Villains with oneshot chapters where the characters 'interact' with loose
connections linking them together.
What should turn each character on? (Varying from simple to extreme levels in
fetishes) I am very open minded.
Are there any particular 'pairings' you want to see?
If you want malexmale chapters I would need a volunteer to aid in writing it –
never done it before and would probably screw it up, also would appreciate any
aid given here.
If you're not interested just leave it be, no one wants to hear you guys
moaning.
PROMPTS: MUST INCLUDE;
-PAIRING(S)
-WHAT YOU WANT TO HAPPEN
-FETISH (If Applicable)
THE MORE DETAIL PROVIDED, THE QUICKER IT CAN BE WRITTEN.
Categories:
Categories in which I am willing to write in, this will be added to as I recall
more movies and shows and as I see more Disney movies, you can request shows/
movies but they have to be;
Disney
Animated
I have to have a good grasp of the source material for obvious reasons.
Movies:
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
Cinderella – Trilogy
Alice in Wonderland
Peter Pan
Sleeping Beauty
One Hundred and One Dalmatians
The Jungle Book
The Black Cauldron
Who Framed Roger Rabbit
The Little Mermaid – Trilogy
Beauty and the Beast
Aladdin
Pocahontas
Toy Story – Trilogy
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Hercules
Mulan
Tarzan
The Emperor's New Groove
Atlantis
Return to Never Land
Lilo & Stitch
Treasure Planet
The Incredibles
Meet the Robinsons
Ratatouille
Tinker Bell – Series
Bolt
The Princess and the Frog
Tangled
The Secret World of Arrietty
Brave
Frozen
Big Hero 6
Inside Out
Robin Hood
Pinocchio
TV Shows:
Kim Possible
Recess – Low Chance unless good prompt
The Emperor's New School
The Little Mermaid
Lilo & Stitch
Phineas and Ferb
Aladdin
Hercules
Gargoyles
The Legend of Tarzan
W.I.T.C.H. – Low Chance unless good prompt
American Dragon: Jake Long
Stitch
Ultimate Spiderman – Low Chance unless good prompt
Specials:
A list of creatures I have fairly decent knowledge on for specials (Christmas,
Halloween etc.…); I do have a small request though when you request special
chapters, state the characters you want, if you want/care a reason to be behind
the species or for the character to be it since specials exist completely
outside continuity, and state any fetishes/scenes you want to see.
Greek Sexual Transformations – Basically you want to see something from the old
myths just state it.
Lamia
Jorogumo
Arachne – Basically same as Jorogumo but spider from hip down rather than waist
down, without powerful venom.
Fairy/Pixie/Sprite
Giant
Giantess
Dragon
Dragon Hybrid – Still retaining humanoid form with dragonic features.
Neko – Catgirl.
Furry
Anthro
Mermaid
Harpy
Fanservice Harpy – A more mature figure.
Vampire
Werewolf
Wolfman – Turning into a male wolf man hybrid in full moon despite gender.
Ghoul – Using physiology from Tokyo Ghoul.
Ghost
Witch
Slime
Devil
Centaur
Gorgon
Succubus/Incubus
Genie
God/Goddess
Nymph
Were? – Any form of were creature.
Cyclops – Human sized.
Giant Cyclops
Triclops
Zombie
Kitsune
Yuki-Onna – Snow Woman.
Mummy
Demon – Contract bound.
Angel/Fallen Angel
Leprechaun
Selkie
Scorpion Man/Woman – Surprisingly doesn't have its own name.
***** Contents *****
Contents:
 
 
 
 
Chapter 1: Ariel's Nightly Stroll - Ariel sneaks into Tiana's room late at
night to visit her work flats.
Chapter 2: Special Tea - Jasmine joins Alice and Tiger Lily for a tea party
that quickly escalates, one should never drink tea from Wonderland.
Chapter 3: Ariel Gets Caught - Ariel is at it again only this time she gets
caught after going one step too far...by her daughter.
Chapter 4: Mother Daughter Bonding - Ariel takes Melody shoe shopping,
afterwards they spend some time together in a cubicle together.
Chapter 5: Eat Me, Drink Me - Alice and Jessica Rabbit have some growth and
shrink play.
Chapter 6: Bonnie Catches Kim - Bonnie finds Kim indulging in her secret fetish
and takes advantage of it. Watersports.
Chapter 7: Contribution 1 - Amber Gets Burned - Gaston helps Hans have a little
fun with Sofia's sister Amber.
Chapter 8: From Princess To Slave - Cinderella visits her step-family and finds
herself being put back in her place.
Chapter 9: Here's Moana - Moana arrives at the Mansion and she and Nani have a
private party.
Chapter 10: Contribution 2: Part 1 - Sexualem Celebrationem Part 1: The Fallen
Princess - Villain Halloween party, includes rape.
Chapter 11:The Cursed Wood -  Snow White and Aurora run into a little trouble
when Maleficent gives them a taste of the Power of Hell.
Chapter 12: Alice's Dream Journal - Alice has a dream about growing and playing
with Snow White and her little friends - contains death.
PLEASE NOTE I HAVE ADDED A NEW CHAPTER TITLES RULES WITH GENERAL RULES
REGARDING PROMPTS, CATEGORIES I WILL WRITE IN AND INFORMATION ON SPECIALS.
***** Ariel's Nightly Stroll *****
Chapter Summary
     Ariel likes Tiana's stinky shoes.
 
 
 
Characters: Ariel, Tiana
Categories: The Little Mermaid, The princess and the Frog
Contains: Foot Fetish, hints of Femslash
Requested By: Balthasar00
The clock struck twelve. The corridors of their extravagant home long since
being plunged into darkness. A single door slowly opened, the owner of the room
peeking out, her vibrant red locks falling gracefully over her pink nightie.
The ex-mermaid glanced up and down the hall, only making out simple outlines of
tables, portraits and empty suits of armour. She held her breath, silence.
Silence except for the pounding in her ears of her own heart.
She gracefully stepped out of her room, slowly pushing the door until it was
only open a crack. She released the breath she held before lightly tiptoeing
down the hall, finding herself paying extraordinary attention to house the
scarlet carpet felt beneath her feet as it gave way with each step.
Her heart continued to pound harder and harder, her breath becoming more
irregular, lightly enclosing her fists as she walked; trying to remain calm.
She came to a stop, glancing at the Victorian style door to her right; in the
centre of the top of the door was an engraving of two frogs encircled by a
tiara within a heart.
Ariel pressed her ear against the door, picking up on the faint, muffled sound
of tired snores. Her hand slowly curled round the handle, she pulled it down,
wincing at the slight click, she hesitated. At the sound of the next snore she
pushed the door in, creating just enough space to squeeze her tiny frame past;
she pushed the door back until it was only open by a crack.
She squinted, taking in the sight of the queen-sized bed with a tired lump
sprawled out beneath the covers, snoring away, a small set of draws beside it,
the outline of a clock upon it, ticking it away. She turned her gaze around the
room, noting the dressers, mirror and closet before spying what she was looking
for, at the foot of the bed, a set of discarded pumps, laid on their side.
She dropped to her knees slowly, waddling over. She paused, glancing up at the
bed; there she lay, still sleeping soundly. Ariel hesitantly reached out, her
fingers caressing the worn leather of the work shoes. She lifted the closest
one, the tingling of her loins growing as she pressed the opening to her face,
deeply inhaling the strong acidic stench forcefully, her free hand slamming
against her crotch.
Her hand dipped beneath the trim of her nightie, her fingertips caressing her
neither lips as she breathed out her mouth and back in through her petite nose.
She forced the shoe further against her face, smashing the end of her nose into
the heel print of the insole.
Her index finger vanished into her slick pussy, she gasped into the shoe,
taking deeper whiffs, allowing the vinegary scent to fully fill her being.
She froze as an unladylike snort escaped into the air above her. Her gaze
darted back to the bed. Her heart skipping a beat as she tensed, she released a
small sigh when she saw the sleeping form simple turn over in her sleep. Her
shoulders slumped as her head fell forward, resting itself on the wooden frame
of the bed, the coolness being very noticeable.
She returned her gaze to the aged flat, she lifted it to her face before
extending her tongue and allowing the slimy appendage to explore the inside of
the shoe. She groaned as she traced the outline of the owner's foot as best she
could, her tongue failing to reach the toe prints. Pity. She forced the opening
back against her face, pursing her lips as she attempted to suck the sweaty
from the insole. Moaning at the taste as a few drops shot to the back of her
throat, a single cough escaped her before she righted herself. Freezing in
place once again, her heart pounding, she glanced up, the sleeping form rolled
over again.
She released another relieved sigh before returning to the shoe and proceeding
to clean the outside with her tongue, she slipped a second and third finger
into her pulsating twat, audibly gasping, she shoved the front of the shoe into
her mouth in an attempt to silence herself.
Once again the sleeping form merely stirred. Ariel slumped further, unsure how
much more stress she could take. She began to pump her fingers faster and
faster as she licked the shoe clean. She replaced it on the floor before
retrieving the second one and inhaling the intense scent before lowering it,
raising the hem of her nightie, folding it back.
She placed the shoe below her pussy, smirking with a lustful gaze as she
watched a few squirts of her juice escape her and flow into the shoe. She
brought it back to her face, nearly losing herself in ecstasy as the divine
smell of her sex and Tiana's foot sweat entered her nostrils. Her eyes rolled
back into her head she orgasmed, her cum shooting out, bathing her hand and
lower arm, splashing onto the floor beneath her.
RING RING RING RING
Her heart nearly leapt from her chest as the sound of Tiana's alarm filled the
room and the sleeping form started to move, she dropped the shoe in her small
puddle, a few drops seeping into the shoe from the side as she dived on the
bed, knocking the second shoe under with her.
She rolled over, holding her breath, trying to remain silent while checking
that none of her was peeking out from beneath the bed.
Thud
Her gaze locked on the site of Tiana's bare feet as she climbed from the bed
and began to make her way around the room, taking her underwear from her draws,
her work clothes from her wardrobe as she instinctively picked up a brush.
She was ready within seconds and was looking for her shoes. Ariel watched as
she knocked the one she dropped right way up, seeming to not even notice as her
foot caressed the top of Ariel's puddle, staining her sexy soles as they
vanished into the shoe.
Ariel had to bite her lip to hold back another groan as the mental image of
Tiana spending her 'day' at work walking atop her cum.
The tired woman seemed to remain in one spot. Ariel froze. Had she noticed the
puddle? Was the shoe too wet? Did she smell it? She was suddenly immensely
aware just how potent the smell of her sex was.
"Damn where it is?" She heard Tiana mutter as she stumbled about. Ariel
frowned, until she noticed the other shoe beneath the bed. Her heart skipped.
She watched as Tiana began to bend her knees, her palm landing on the carpet,
thankfully missing the small puddle.
Breaking out of her trance. Ariel shot out her hand, swatting the shoe out the
adjacent side of the bed. Hoping for dear life it was too dark for Tiana to see
the sudden movement but notice the shoe.
Tiana's knees rested on the carpet.
Ariel felt as though heart was trying to burst out through her head.
"Gotcha!"
She froze.
Tiana reached out…and grabbed the other shoe, stumbling back up as she slipped
it on her other foot before rushing out of her room and heading for her night
job.
Ariel waited until the sound of Tiana's footsteps vanished entirely before she
released her breath and allowed herself to drop, facedown into the floor. Her
entire form moving with each beat of her hammering pulse.
She remained there for several moments before slowly crawling out, approaching
the small puddle, she lowered her face and swiftly licked it up, enjoying the
taste of her cum and the slight hint of Tiana's sole.
NEXT CHAPTER: Depends on reviews, ask and you will receive.
***** Special Tea *****
Chapter Summary
     Jasmine joins Alice and Tiger Lily for a tea party that quickly
     escalates, one should never drink tea from Wonderland.
 
 
 
Characters: Jasmine, Alice, Tiger Lily
Categories: Aladdin, Alice in Wonderland, Peter Pan
Contains: Femslash, Pregnancy, Piercings, Breastfeeding, Drugs, Underage
Continuity: Pregnancy and Piercings only for this chapter.
Requested By: Leena
Jasmine pushed open the Victorian wooden door, with an engraved image of a
mouse inside a tea cup, leading to a small bedroom with a single bed, decorated
with pink flora patterned sheets, matching the wallpaper and tying in together
nicely with the pink carpet. White dressers, wardrobes and draws were lined
against the east wall and a large mirror.
Her gaze landed on the two girls sat on the floor, a tea set resting before
them atop a fluffy pink blanket. The first girl, leaning against the bed, was
fair skinned, with rosy cheeks, thick medium length blonde hair, and big blue
eyes and attired in a cerulean knee-length dress with a white pinafore atop it,
with white stockings and black strapped Mary Jane shoes with a black bow in her
hair. And directly adjacent to the blonde girl was another with tanned skin,
slender black hair tied into two braids and brown eyes clothed in tribal
attire.
"Hey girls, mind if I join you?" Jasmine giggled as she joined the girls.
"Hey Jasmine." Alice greeted as she set a teacup in front of the Arabian
princess, pouring her borrowed tea into the said cup, "The Hatter loaned me
this tea, said it would help relieve stress." She stated; stealing a glance at
Jasmine's extended stomach.
The pregnant princess ran a hand over her stomach absentmindedly, a small smile
upon her lips.
"Thank you." Jasmine giggled as she took a sip of her tea, it was heart-warming
just how adorable these two were. "Is Melody not coming today?" she asked as
she glanced towards the door.
"No, she's going shoe shopping with her mom." Alice answered, Lily simply
nodded, she didn't talk much.
As time passed topics would vary from what the girls did the day before, to how
school was to what the new gossip was. They went through cup after cup, after
cup of the Hatter's 'special tea'. After her third cup, she began to feel
strange, there was a warmth that began to spread throughout her body, or more
specifically her lower region, however she tried to ignore it, but the feelings
persisted.
This went on for a few more minutes, she thought it had begun to subside, when
Jasmine suddenly paused, her cup inches from her lips as she shuffled in place,
grinding her legs together, a hot, tingling sensation teasing her pussy beneath
the thin fabric of her teal pants. Her nipples pointed and grinding against her
low cut top with every subtle movement. She swallowed, replacing the cup upon
the saucer.
Damn these hormones.
She turned from her cup to the girls; each one seemed incapable of sitting
still. Alice's cheeks burn with embarrassment; both she and Lily refusing to
look away from their cups, seeming to be determined to become invisible or at
least regain some semblance of control. Both looking very uncomfortable.
"You two okay?" She asked in a tone of concern.
"Yeah…I just…feel kind of strange…" Alice admitted, briefly eyeing her own tea,
finding herself reminded of the strange rushes she felt during her travels in
Wonderland whenever she drank or ate something with a label. She turned in
place, reaching round the bed, retrieving the small box of tea bags.
Jasmine reached out and took the box from her, the cardboard box was a mixture
of black and dark purple shades swirling together, with the golden letter
'Hatter's Relief Tea' followed by a tiny paragraph of 'side effects'. The
Arabian princess's eyes bulged when she saw the words 'powerful aphrodisiac'
followed by a statement 'to relieve symptoms the drinker must engage in sexual
activities with another'.
"Alice did the Hatter give you this?"
Silence.
"Alice!?"
"Not exactly…I sort of borrowed it…I didn't think he'd mind…"
Jasmine released an exasperated sigh.
"Alice…this is…tea only for grownups…and the reason you feel strange." She
stated, struggling to find the correct words.
"Oh?" Alice sighed, Jasmine shuffled forward, swallowing.
"I can help you to stop feeling strange…but you can't tell anyone about it,
it's our little secret okay?" Jasmine proposed, mentally cursing the Hatter
while planning to have a very…firm discussion on why one shouldn't keep such
brews in the reach of children.
"Will it hurt?"
"No…maybe a little at first, but the pain won't last."
Jasmine turned and locked the door to the room before making her way over to
Alice; dropping into a crouched position she began to untie the apron. Alice
remained silent, chewing her lip apprehensible, while Lily watched on
curiously. The apron was tossed to the side, soon followed by the dress, the
shoes and the pantyhose, Jasmine continued until not a stitch of clothing,
being very careful as to be gentle with the girl.
Alice involuntarily shivered from the slight chill in the air as Jasmine took
in the site of the naked girl before her, she was so small, her breasts still
underdeveloped, her hips narrow, her skin still glowing with the vibrancies of
youth.
Jasmine then proceeded to remove her own clothing, her tiny top being the first
to go, her voluptuous breasts bouncing as they were freed of their restraints,
she never wore a bra. Jasmine took note how Alice's gaze locked on her breasts
and the metallic piercings on her nipples. She swallowed as she moved to remove
her pants, and soon her teal thong was too tossed aside. She gasped as her
pussy's heat met the cool hair.
"Now Alice, I'm going to touch your chest." She reached out to the nerves girl,
lightly cupping the small breasts, rubbing her thumb over the pointed nipple.
Alice gasped, tossing her head back, her sensitivity beyond measure from a
combination of her own chastity and the several cups of a potent aphrodisiac.
Jasmine leaned in, moving her thumb from the nipple before pressing her lips
against it, the tip barley entering her mouth as she began to suck. The
blonde's moans filled the room, her toes clenching against the carpet, her face
burning red, her whole body jumping as Jasmine allowed the tip of her tongue to
tease the nipple.
The moans became more frequent. Jasmine continued her ministrations as she
subtly reached down to the hairless pussy; she traced the tip of her index
finger over it, grinning as Alice jumped before trying to push herself against
the finger. The princess nipped at the nipple with her teeth, applying a light
pressure as she continued to stroke the outer region of the pussy, her strokes
increasing in speed.
Alice swallowed as she felt a familiar pressure below, she opened her mouth to
warn her friend but only moans escaped her. She threw her head back, squeezing
her eyes shut as the flood gates were opened.
Jasmine smirked as she felt the girl's warm cum over her hand, past her wrist
and half way along her forearm. Alice went limp, patting heavily, sweat
glistening on her body.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Alice gasped out, unable to believe she'd
just peed on Jasmine and after the whole tea mix up. A heavy weight settled in
her chest, tears welling in her eyes, she just couldn't do anything right.
"Alice are you okay?" Jasmine gasped out, fighting back her arousal at the sign
of vulnerability for concern for the child, had she gone too far? She didn't
have much of a choice? What had she done?
"I'm sorry." Alice cried out. Jasmine frowned as confusion set in.
"What for dear?" She asked, leaning in, lightly brushing Alice's hair off her
with her hand. Alice refused to sit up and continued to stare at the ceiling.
"I…peed…on…you…" She cried, teas starting to slide from her eyes. Jasmine found
her features softening. She slowly wiped the tears away, ensuring the soiled
hand was nowhere near the girl.
"Shh, shh, Alice calm down you didn't pee, you did nothing wrong, it's just
what happens when you…release…do you feel any better?" She asked.
Alice swallowed.
"A little."
"A little? So you still feel strange?" Jasmine tried to keep her voice calm and
level but her heart pounded beneath her breast.
"…yeah."
Jasmine sighed.
"Maybe we should try again." Alice proposed, positively glowing.
Before Jasmine could voice any response a new voice interrupted her.
"I feel strange too." Jasmine turned to face Lily, her gaze was averted,
fidgeting in place. The dark haired woman fell silent as she considered her
options, she had hoped a single orgasm each would solve this, but apparently
this wasn't the case, unless Alice enjoyed her efforts to help her, a tad too
much.
"Tell you what, since Alice still feels…strange…we can help each other out."
She proposed as she turned to fully face Lily, she reached over and 'helped'
the girl out of her tribal attire, tossing to where the other clothes rested
until she too was naked, her breasts barley larger than Alice, a couple inches
taller, thinner hips and a much darker complexion.
Jasmine sat herself down on the blanket the tea occupied, moving it out of the
way, opening her legs, she took Lily's hand and guided her down to the spot
beside her, before tapping Alice's ankle, the blonde got the hint and moved to
join them.
"Okay now I want you two to suckle my breasts like I did with Alice and I will
help you two to stop feeling strange. The duo nodded, Lily seeming rather shy
while Alice seemed to almost be buzzing and after the guidance of Jasmine's
hand to the back of their heads they latched their virgin lips onto Jasmine's
pointed nipples, the metallic taste of the piercings filling their mouth as
they proceeded to suckle.
Jasmine allowed her eyes to close; releasing a silent gasp as Alice seemed to
learn rather quickly, teasing her nipple with her tongue before lightly nipping
at the tip.
Just as before Jasmine allowed her hands to slide down before proceeding to
lightly trace their cunts, starting from the base to the tip, enjoying how the
two girls jumped at her touch, even biting down slightly on her nipples as she
increased her speed.
The trio gasped in unison as Jasmine felt the familiar sensation of lactation
as the milk of her teats filled the mouths of her partners. Partners? She
barely had time to wonder where the statement had come from as the sucking
force of the girls increased. Jasmine gasped out in pleasure, bending her leg
upwards as she proceeded to grind her heel against her own pussy. Moans filled
the room with renewed vigour as Alice and Lily gulped down Jasmine's milk,
savouring every drop, regretful as the occasional drop escaped them and slid
down from their lips, past their chins and over their breasts. The site of her
milk washing over the two as they savoured her taste almost pushed Jasmine over
the board.
Not that the wait was long as soon Lily too adapted in technique and began to
flick Jasmine's tip with intense speed. Jasmine bit back a scream as she came.
Thick streams of her thick juices shot out, bathing her foot as her whole form
convulsed in pleasure, her index fingers pushing into the two girls – though
she managed to stop them before they reached the hymn, the two girls screamed
at the new sensation, their cunts clamping down on the fingers and bathing both
hands in their juices.
The duo seemed to grow heavier as they slumped; dropping onto Jasmine's knees.
But they continued to suckle at Jasmine's teats.
Jasmine turned her gaze to her hands, lust clouding her eyes as she stared at
her appendages covered in streams of cum, individual streams connecting her
fingers. The scent of sex entered her nostrils, her lust continuing to grow.
She leaned forward, her tongue extending as she proceeded to allow it to glide
up her arm, over her wrist and round her fingers as she assumed to suck it
clean, her arousal growing as she glanced towards the duo, loving the fact they
were watching her lick up their cum as they suckled her.
Jasmine paused in her cleaning, shivers shooting up her spine as the two girls
proceeded to grind their sopping pussies against her legs, rubbing their cum
into her skin.
Lily reached down; she poked Jasmine's pussy, the woman shivered at the small
form of contact. The hand retreated before shooting forward and vanishing into
the pussy. Jasmine physically jumped, falling forward and landing on top of the
two girls, pinning them beneath her breasts and stomach. Her moans nearly
turned into screams of pleasure as Lily began to flex her hand inside of
Jasmine, slowly pushing her wrist into the cunt.
Jasmine's lost herself in the convulsions of pleasure as she came once again,
bathing Tiger Lily's arm and the intertwined legs of the girls in her cum, she
fell limp atop of them. Lily released her teat and slowly retracted her arm;
she looked over her hand, white, wet and sticky. Fascination growing in her
eyes, she sniffed the strange concoction – shuddering at the scent of sex,
hesitantly she extended her tongue, recalling what Jasmine had done.
The hand was clean within minutes and soon after Lily had altered her position
so her head was beneath Jasmine's cunt, she latched on the still leaking and
rather sensitive part, forcefully sucking and lapping at her pussy. Jasmine
soon lost herself as she was subjected to orgasm after orgasm by a girl with an
insatiable appetite for her cum.
NEXT CHAPTER: Depends on reviews, ask and you will receive.
***** Ariel Gets Caught: Part 1 *****
Chapter Summary
     Ariel's sneaking about again...only this time she didn't get away
     unnoticed.
 
 
 
Characters: Ariel, Melody
Categories: The Little Mermaid, The Little Mermaid II: Return To The Sea
Contains: Femslash, Foot Fetish, Underage, Incest
Requested By: BlueLanternRazor
Once again the clock struck twelve, the familiar tone of the grandfather clock
echoing throughout the halls. Ariel's eyes snapped open, quickly adjusting to
the darkness of her room. She slipped out of her bed, relishing in the feeling
of the rouge carpet fibres tickling her bare soles. With a light push she rose
to her feet, crossing her room briskly, attired in her pink nightie once again,
her scarlet hair falling over her shoulders with unnatural grace.
She pressed herself against her door, her oceanic eyes closing as she held her
breath, focusing solely on the sounds of her home. Aside from the faint ticking
and snore of her house mates silence met her ears, she released her breath. Her
face split into a grin of excitement, the familiar tingling down south filled
her being as she partially opened her door, slipping out and closing the door
till it was only open a crack, just as before she glanced up and down the hall
to be safe before stepping fully out of her room.
She turned and swiftly pranced down the hall, her steps light and swift. She
passed door after door, each one with its own carving, avoiding tables and
suites of armour with ease, the dim light of the stars entering their home,
doing nothing to dampen her vision.
Her steps slowed as she arrived at the desired door; just as grand as all the
others, at its top was an engraving of a dolphin in mid leap. She pressed her
ear against the door, the only sound she heard, a muffled moan followed by the
creek of movement in a bed. She released the breath she held before slowly
pulling down the handle, she leant in, peeking through a crack.
Sure enough, there she was, fast asleep in her bed. She pushed the door open
wider and stepped into the room before slowly pushing the door until it was
only open a crack. With a small sigh she cast her gaze about the room, the
walls painted a light blue. White dressers, draws and a wardrobe resting
against the walls with a vanity mirror at the ready.
Upon the bed, beneath the covers was a small bump, she tilted her neck back,
peering over the bump, the familiar pile of dark hair in place, her face so
peaceful as she slept. A small sile graced her lips; feeling a familiar warmth
in her chest.
She turned her gaze from the sleeping girl, her gaze searching the room, and
there they were cast aside, beneath the dresser, a pair of small size five pink
heels. Her heart pounded in her chest as she glanced back towards the sleeping
girl, she had yet to stir since she entered. She dropped to her knees, inching
forward, her hand struck out, claiming the nearest one. She pulled it in,
lifting it to her face; she pressed her nose into the opening, inhaling deeply
and sharply.
Nothing.
Her heart dropped. There was no scent; Ariel frowned as all she smelt was the
fabrics of the shoe itself. She tried the other and still nothing. She tossed
the shoes back under the dresser, she threw a look over her shoulder, her gaze
narrowing almost predatory as she searched for more shoes, hopefully some with
scent.
The girl shifted in her bed. Ariel found herself pressed not to leap back from
her current position, her knees bending more, kneecaps nearly touching the
floor, a single palm pressed into the floor, she was ready to leap. Not that it
would help her.
The girl continued to stir and turn. Ariel's heart hammered within her chest
and yet she found herself unable to move. The covers shifted upwards revealing
a set of five small, dirty toes. The redhead's gaze locked on them, her throat
suddenly very dry. The movement stopped.
Ariel tipped her head to the side, her gaze never leaving those dirty, sexy
toes. She glanced towards the head of the bed; all she saw from her spot was
her black hair. She glanced back to the toes, to the hair, the toes, the hair.
She swallowed. Creeping forward, her heart pounding, she could positively hear
it thumping within her head; she rested her fingers on the edge of the bed,
those toes so close yet so far. She reached over; glancing towards the top of
the bed, holding her breath as she delicately peeled back the quilt until the
underside of her foot was fully revealed.
Ariel's eyes widened, thick dirt and grim covered the sole, she felt her tongue
peak out. One more glance to the sleeping face, still no sign of waking.
Ariel's grin returned, she crept round the bed till she was at the base, she
leant over, resting her chin an inch off those toes, leaning forward, she
lightly sniffed the sole, her fingers shooting under the hem of her nightie,
her eyes closing as the delectable scent teased her heightened sense of smell.
A small sigh escaped her lips; she should have done this, years ago. She never
wore shoes so why would they bare her scent, she inched back burying the tip of
her nose between her toes, forcefully inhaling the strong scent. She threw her
head back, relishing in the musky smell, inserting a single finger into her
wetting pussy. She leant back in, pausing, swallowing before finally giving
into temptation as she hesitantly extended her tongue and gave the foot a
miniscule lick along the sole, collecting dirt and grim, her mouth, watering as
her mind reminded her what she was doing.
Her second and third fingers slid into her pussy with ease, she grit her teeth
to silent her moans as the foot she licked moved an inch away from her, she
leaned forward against, her tongue slithered out and struck the underside of
the sleeping girl's big toenail groaning as she claimed the dirt beneath it,
swallowing as the toes clenched shut, Arial nearly came as she watched the toes
clench and unclench, a fourth finger joining the inside of her pussy.
She moved forward once more, lost to her arousal as she puckered her lips and
proceeded to kiss the toe she licked, as if giving herself to the girl. The
foot shot back before returning with equal speed and force, striking Ariel's
face, she fell back, barley catching herself as while one hand caught her fall
the other cradled her reddening nose.
The sound of violent movement on the bed filled the room. Ariel's heart
threatened to burst from her chest, she slid her feet beneath the bed and
attempted to drag herself beneath it, only managing to get her lower half
beneath it when she was seen.
"Mom? What are you doing?" the curious girl was now leaning over the edge of
bed, staring at her mother, wearing the same attire she had once loved to swim
in a separate pair of white pantalettes and a white camisole; the pantalettes
covering the bottom half of her stomach.
"Err…" what could she say? How could she explain being like this? "I came in
to…check on you and I fell." Ariel answered.
Melody didn't buy it.
"You never come in just to 'check up on me' and it wouldn't explain how I
managed to kick you." Melody argued, Ariel knew Melody wouldn't believe any lie
she came up with now, not with half of her under the bed, if she had been
mostly out she could have argued she fell and was then kicked…but no way would
she fall into this position.
She turned her gaze from her daughter to the floor. Oh why didn't she stop at
smelling, just smelling her daughter's feet would have been enough to get off
on…but no she had to taste them, to kiss them. As these thought swirled round
her head Ariel suddenly became very aware of the scent of sex on the hand she
held her nose with, she must have caught herself with the clean one, which only
left…oh god. How long did she have before Melody noticed?
She moved quickly, hiding her hand behind her.
"Mom!" She turned back to face her little girl "Please." That was all it took.
"I wanted to smell your shoes." Why did she say that?
"What?!"
"Melody…I…how do I explain this…I have this thing…I…like how…feet smell…but
since your shoes didn't have any smell…" stop here! Don't say anything else! "I
saw your toes and…I couldn't resist." Damn it!
"You like my feet?" Ariel looked away, cheeks burning with a fire their own;
her heart beating faster than it had any other night when snuck out, Melody was
way too calm about this.
She nodded.
Melody shifted in the bed bringing her legs, and her feet, into view.
"But they're so dirty?"
"I like them dirty…dirtier the better." Oh just kill me now!
Melody moved again, extending her leg past the bed until her foot was only a
few inches from her mother's face, her foot blocking a good portion of it from
view. Ariel froze.
"What are you waiting for? If you want to smell my feet you can." Melody stated
after a couple minutes of hesitation, Ariel leaned back, surprised.
"But…"
"If you like my feet then go ahead, if it makes you happy." Melody then
proceeded to drive her point home by pressing her sole against her mother's
face, even lightly rubbing the sole against it and wiggling her toes, tapping
them on Ariel's forehead.
Ariel sniffed sharply before she could stop herself. Arousal now filling her
entire being as the humiliation of being caught and forced to smell her
daughter's stinky feet mixed with the thrill of indulging her fetish in such a
forbidden way.
She inhaled again, almost feeling the scent clogging her nose.
"If you want we can do this all the time…you don't have to sneak…if you want I
can even make the extra sweaty?" Melody offered, unaware of the burning
sensation this was causing in her mother's loins.
Oh how Ariel craved to pleasure herself but she couldn't, not in front of
Melody. Although, the thought of Melody watching her as she smelled her feet as
she got off was a major turn on.
She subtly moved her sticky hand back under the hem of her nightie, four
fingers sliding into her pussy without resistance; she could physically feel
the stream leaking out onto Melody's carpet.
The haze of lust consuming her judgment once more, her tongue peaked out,
stretched down to the heel of the foot. She made contact and proceeded to drag
it up half Melody's foot before going back to the heel and doing it all over
again with renewed vigour.
A shiver shot up Melody's spine when she felt the slipper appendage make
contact, she didn't pull back. It felt incredible. After the third lick Melody
found herself asking;
"So you like to lick feet too?" Her mother's groan was all the response she
received as she continued to lick, "Then have at it, lick my feet clean." She
pulled her foot back slightly and Ariel launched forward, pulling Melody's toes
into her mouth and forcefully sucking them, her tongue occasionally shooting
out to lick the soiled sole.
Melody closed her eyes and leaned her head back, savouring the moment. She and
her mother were finally spending some real time together, really bonding…and it
didn't feel too bad either having her own mother licking her feet clean. She
fell back upon her bed, her eyes closing as she began to drift back off to
sleep, all new dreams waiting for her as her mother continued to clean her
feet.
Ariel remained where she was for another two hours, pumping herself as she
cleaned every inch of dirt from her daughter's feet, she came several times,
her nightie now stained as was the carpet beneath her. She pulled back and
admired her work; her saliva shimmered on Melody's feet, enhancing their
enchanting beauty.
She glanced up. Melody was asleep. She felt her arousal spike once more. She
stood up, glancing to where she was sat and sure enough there was a puddle. She
raised her arms and removed her nightie, dropped back on her knees and
proceeded to scrub the floor with all her might, for another half hour, until
most of her mess was gone. Once done she stood, approached her daughter and
placed one final kiss on each of her toes before taking her leave, slowly
closing the door behind her.
She headed back in the direction of her room, nightie balled up in her hand,
the danger of being caught naked only adding to her excitement, though now
going on 3am the odds of her being caught were slim, then again there was no
telling when Tiana would get up for work. She traced her finger over her
sopping pussy at the thought before sliding her hand in up to her wrist as she
imagined Tiana coming out of her room, seeing her naked, asking her all those
questions…before punishing her for being so naughty as to do that with her
daughter, maybe even make her worship her feet after she finished worked.
She gasped; her body convulsing. She sprinted the final short distance to her
room, barley getting inside as the flood gates open and she gushed out.
NEXT CHAPTER: Ariel takes Melody shopping for shoes
A/N For those who haven't already noticed, I've added a list to the A/N chapter
containing categories I'd be willing to include in this fic – which movies and
shows.
***** Mother Daughter Bonding: Part 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     After getting Melody some new shoes, Ariel and her daughter seek some
     privacy to...'bond'.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
 
 
 
Characters: Ariel, Melody
Categories: The Little Mermaid, The Little Mermaid II: Return To The Sea
Contains: Femslash, Foot Fetish, Underage, Incest
Requested By: Yumberduddle
Melody slipped her second converse onto her barefoot, briefly glancing into her
mirror, brushing her dark locks behind her ear, taking in her appearance, her
cream vest peaked into view beneath her salmon shirt, with light brown shorts.
She stepped out of her room, her thoughts loitering on the events of the night
before, her mother had stayed with her until she fell asleep, maybe even till
after, a large grin took over her face.
First she got a surprise visit from her mother; they had really bonded with
their talk last night and now they were going shopping. She was positively
giddy, her stomach tingling with excitement. Her pace hastened, her steps
becoming larger as she head down the corridor.
A door opened, Alice stepped out of her room. Melody turned on her heel, just
narrowly dodging the blonde girl.
"Hey Melody," She greeted with her usual smile "You want to join us? Lily,
Jasmine and I are having a tea party in a few minutes?" she offered, holding up
a box of tea "I got it from the Hatter." She prompted, unaware of the effect
her tea would have.
"Sorry I can't, me and mom are going shopping."
"Oh…maybe next time then?"
"Sure." Melody called back as she turned and continued on her way, her brisk
walk quickly evolving into a run, she rounded a corner, catching herself on the
golden bar of the staircase; a twin set leading up from the floor below, cast
from marble with a vibrant red carpet cascading over them.
Bracing her hand against the bar she ran down, jumping over Cinderella who was
scrubbing the floor at the base of the stairs, it seemed old habits die hard
after all.
"Melody how many times have we told you no running in doors?!" Cinderella
snapped as she rose to her full height wearing the cleaning attire she had worn
when serving her step family, her cheeks tinged with a light blush as she cast
her gaze on the hyperactive girl.
"Sorry, it's just mom's taking me shopping today." Cinderella wasn't given time
to response as Melody turned and continued to run towards the oak door,
sprinting outside and closing the door behind her as Cinderella resumed her
cleaning 'duties'.
Ariel turned as she heard the door open and close, she was standing outside the
door, just above the three stone steps that led to the garden and past that,
the road. She was attired in a low cut purple shirt, exposing her midriff with
green jeans with light purple heels.
It was quite warm today; Ariel found herself licking her dry lips as she noted
it.
"Hey mom, ready to go? Where's the car?" Melody looked round, frowning in
confusion.
"We're not taking the car today."
"The carriage?"
"Nope."
"The rug?"
"No."
"Horse?"
"Melody this may be difficult to understand but, we're walking, the mall is
only a mile or so down the road, we've both swam further than that, I'm sure we
can handle the walk." Ariel sighed, while thinking to herself how much her
daughter's shoes would stink after today, the familiar tingling down low
returning.
Melody blushed.
"Okay, then let's go." Ariel smiled at seeing how energetic her daughter was,
until she grabbed her mother's wrist and dragged her down the stairs, passed
the garden. Ariel barley managed to get the girl to slow down before they
started heading down the road towards the mall.
Ariel briefly brushed the back of her hand against her forehead, caught off
guard by how hot it was getting.
"So mom, are you coming over again tonight?"
Ariel's face turned red, briefly hesitating in her steps.
"Melody, that's something private, we don't talk about it in public." She
reminded her daughter.
"But will you?" Melody persisted, Ariel sighed.
"Yes." She didn't look at Melody when she said it, hating how her pussy tingled
at how brazen her daughter was about her mother worshipping her feet, heck the
whole reason Ariel was so eager to take Melody shopping for shoes was to get
her some that would make her sweat and retain her scent.
Melody looked away from her mother, a sense of shame setting in, worrying she'd
upset her mother, she chewed her lower lip nervously. After walking in silence
for a few minutes Melody changed the subject and began talking none stop, happy
when she saw her mother smiling, occasionally commenting on the random changing
topics, though Ariel's blush did persist for a good while longer before finally
fading away.
Within the hour they arrived at the mall, crossing the carpark with ease, both
making a beeline for the shoe store. Everywhere there were shoes, shoes lining
the walls, shelving units at random intervals.
Ariel carefully took hold of Melody's wrist, ensuring she didn't start bolting
around like a headless chicken, again. She then proceeded to lead her daughter
about the shop, her gaze roaming over certain shoes, occasionally she'd pick up
a box, inwardly smirking knowing that with every step her daughter took the
better those shoes would smell.
"Poseidon mom how many shoes we getting today?" Melody laughed, she'd yet to
try any on and her mother was already holding four boxes.
Ariel gave her daughter a small smirk as she picked up a set of black leather
heeled boots. "You complaining?" she teased, Melody's cheeks burned with
embarrassment.
"N-No."
"Good, now what do you say we find somewhere to try these on?" She teased.
"Oh, ok…" Melody started glancing round. "There's a seat over there." She
pointed to a corner with a cushioned seat.
"Alright then." Ariel then proceeded to lead the way, Melody claimed the seat.
"Which should I try on first?"
"How about these?" Ariel opened the orange box, retrieving a pair of black
flats, very similar to the ones Tiana often wore.
"Err…ok." Melody moved to untie her shoes only for her mother to stop her,
placing a hand atop her daughter's
"Let me." Melody retracted her hands as Ariel began to untie the laces before
slowly slipping it off, noting the insole peeling up as it clung to Melody's
sole. Yum.
Once free of the sweaty confines Melody wiggled her toes, feeling refreshed as
the cool air caressed it. The scent of her feet reaching Ariel's nose quickly,
she swallowed, the musky scent leading to the tingling she'd been feeling all
day to develop, it took everything she had not to insert her fingers and pump
herself right there and then.
She inspected the shoe, noting a faint outline of her daughter's foot, she
reach in with two fingers and pushed the insole back into place, she retracted
them, sliding them beneath her nose as she placed the shoe on the floor,
pleasurable shivers shot through her. She inserted the fingers into her mouth,
moaning as she sucked them clean.
Melody herself looked a little sheepish; her mother was sucking her foot sweat
from her fingers in public. She glanced to her foot, wiggling her toes again;
she could see the beads of sweat on them. How her mother could like it was
beyond her. But…then again maybe I don't need to understand, if it makes mom
happy and it's something we can do together…
Ariel began unlacing the other shoe, eagerly slipping it off, this time
lowering her head just enough to catch a good whiff of her daughter's musty
scent without looking too suspicious. She placed the shoe with its partner.
She took hold of her daughter's heel, grinning as she felt the sweat staining
her fingers. She picked up the flat and guided Melody's foot into it before
doing the same with the other shoe, ensuring to hold her other foot with the
same to intensify the lingering scent.
Melody stood from the chair and did the usual walk about, as her mother
discretely sniffed her hand under the guise of scratching the side of her nose,
her tongue sneaking out and licking a portion of the foot sweat from her hand,
closing her eyes as she savoured the sensation of droplets of her daughter's
foot sweat gliding down her throat.
As Melody returned from her walk Ariel dropped her hand, rubbing it together
with the other, rubbing the remaining sweat into her skin, now on the edge of
gushing in her panties.
After a quick discussion on how they felt Melody sat back down and Ariel
removed the flats before slipping on a pair of black spiked heels, or that's
what Melody called them anyway, that heel looked pretty…painful. Her daughter
frowned when she saw them, the heel was quite a bit taller and thinner from the
heels she had. Ariel gave her a hand standing up.
Melody stumbled around, waving her arms in small circles as she struggled to
maintain her balance. Until finally, the heel slipped, she fell, Ariel shot
into action, barley catching her daughter before helping her back to her feet.
"I'm not too sure about these…" Melody murmured.
"Trust me Melody; all you need is a little practice." Ariel's voice was soft
and caring; she brushed a stray hair away, tucking it behind Melody's ear.
"Come on let's try on the next pair."
Ariel helped Melody back to her seat, slipping the heels off before producing a
pair of red flip flops, slipping them on, ensuring her thump rested against her
daughters foot before lightly sucking at it Melody once again took her little
walk, much more graceful this time around, once back she slipped them off
herself before sitting down much to Ariel's disappointment.
"Now the boots." Melody blinked at the black leather boots her mother held, no
doubt in her mind that after an hour of wearing those in this weather would
have her feet saturating in a pool of sweat. Ariel aided her daughter in
cramming her barefoot into the boot. As she took her stroll Melody felt her
cheeks tinge with embarrassment as they squeaked with each step, she hated
that, it meant every time she'd wear them to go anywhere people would stare at
her…hopefully the squeaking would stop soon after she started wearing them.
The next and final pair for Melody to try on was a pair of light blue ugg
boots, her mother slipped them onto her feet with ease, she wiggled her sweaty
toes against the sole enjoying the comfort and knowing they would get sweaty
rather quickly, she stood up and took another walk, after a final discussion
the shoes were put back in boxes, Melody had slipped her converses back on and
Ariel paid the woman at the till.
As they left the store Ariel couldn't help but stare at Melody's shoes, her
lips rather dry as was her throat as she recalled how sweaty they were, oh what
she wouldn't give to drag her tongue up her sole, suckle at those toes…maybe
for Melody to walk all over her naked body not stopping until her own scent was
completely and totally replaced by that of the scent of her feet. Ariel bit
back her groan, focusing on not opening the flood gates…it would be all too
noticeable if she lost control even for a second.
Melody glanced to her mother, catching her just as she turned to look away from
her feet, she chewed her lip, recalling how Ariel had acted in the store, how
she took every possible opportunity to discretely smell and taste her feet. And
she just bought her all those shoes…
"Mom, do you want to go somewhere private?" her voice low, quiet, though with
her mother heard it just as clearly as she would if Melody had said directly
into her ear.
Ariel froze. Her gaze slowly turned back to her daughter, feeling the hunger of
pussy grow.
"Mom?" She asked again.
Ariel blinked once. Twice. Thrice.
"Err…s…su…sure"
Melody smiled at her mother before proceeding to drag her in her choice of
direction, Ariel glanced up to where she was heading…the toilets? Nope, that
was not the place to do this.
"Hold on Melody, how about we try somewhere a touch more hygienic?" and a lot
more risky.
Melody glanced back with a slight frown, tilting her head to the side.
"Like where?" She asked, confused, where was more private than a toilet?
"Come with me." Ariel then proceeded to lead Melody in the opposite direction,
into a large and rather extravagant dress shop, Melody couldn't help but gawk
at all the beautiful gowns but her mother payed them no notice, her face beat
red as she led her daughter through the store, one hand round Melody's wrist
the other held an intense grip on the bag of boxes and boots.
Melody kept her mouth shut as she was dragged between stands of dresses. They
came to a stop outside the changing rooms. Her mother taking on a much more
dignified pose and pace, though her cheeks still burned red and her eyes were
glazed with arousal, she snagged a random dress from a stand, a red one that
reminded Melody of Jessica's usual attire, she doubted it would fit either of
them.
Ariel then led Melody into one of the larger changing cubicles, locking the
door behind them before hanging the dress on a hook.
"What's the dress for?"
"So we don't draw too much attention, if we were to leave here without anything
to try on people would ask us some rather awkward questions." Her mother's
smile never faltered.
Ariel then proceeded to kick off her heels and took off her jeans, placing them
on one side of the wooden bench.
"Mom why are you…?" the question died on her lips as Melody found her cheeks
starting to burn, though Ariel's burned even brighter from the question.
"I need to keep my clothes clean." She answered sheepishly.
"Oh." Ariel noticed her daughter look towards her shoes, her own eyes widening
as she realized she thought she meant her daughter's shoes would dirty her, or
her feet, either way Ariel tossed her shit aside to join her other clothes,
leaving her only in her purple bra and matching panties. Blocking all thoughts
about how to explaining to her daughter why her panties were going to get wet
as they…played.
Ariel lowered herself until she sat in her knees on the coarse, blue carpet,
watching as Melody took a seat on the bench. Her arousal spiked as she looked
up at her daughter, now physically beneath her and at her feet…it was so hot.
Melody extended her foot to her mother, eyes widening as Ariel proceeded to
untie her laces through the use of her teeth rather than her hands. Once untied
Ariel gave the lace in her mouth one final tug and the shoe plopped to the
floor, landing on its side. The ex-mermaid then proceeded to lean down and
force the shoe the right way up with her cheek before pressing her face into
the opening, inhaling deeply, her daughter's musk filling her as it did the
night before, the scent getting trapped in her nose.
Melody didn't know why she did what she did next; she placed her barefoot atop
her mother's head. Ariel leaned back, the sole dragging down, marking her red
hair with grime and sweat until it was pressed into her face. She inhaled
deeply extending her tongue and licking her foot from heel to toe, groaning at
the taste. She repeated the process until the sole of her daughter's foot was
sweat-free, her saliva covering it, glinting in the light of the cubical.
She moved up, taking the diminutive toes into her mouth, pressing lips into her
foot as she began to forcefully suck on her toes, Melody leant back, eyes
closing, moaning at the sensation of her mother's warm mouth around her toes,
her hot tongue teasing them as they bathed in her pooling saliva. When she
switched to sucking the big toe individually Melody gasped, her free leg
subjected to a spasm from pleasure, shooting out and hitting her mother between
the legs.
Ariel released a mixture of a gasp of pain and a moan of pleasure, falling back
onto the floor hard, banging her head, a dull throb of pain filling her mind as
her back ached and her pussy screamed. The sensation of Melody's converse
against her covered pussy driving her over the edge, she ground herself against
it, moaning in pleasure. The physical stimulation combined with the humiliation
of getting off as her daughter practically stepped on her…leading her to new
heights of pleasure.
"Mom! I'm sorry." Melody gasped, retracting her foot, Ariel moaning in
disappointment, launching from her seat and towards her worried mother only to
stop mind bend.
"Don't stop."
"What?"
"Don't stop…step on me, walk all over me…make me into your welcome mat." Ariel
moaned.
Melody frowned, she had been so worried she'd hurt her mother…but she liked it?
It made her happy to be kicked; she wants me to step on her?
When she caught a glance of her mother's pleading, desperate gaze Melody
nodded. Her mother liked this, it made her happy and it was something they
could do together…maybe this is our thing?
She rose back to her full height, lifting her shoed foot once again; she
stepped onto her mother's stomach. Ariel shivered in pleasure as she felt her
daughter's weight, it wasn't much but just the fact she was being stepped on
was more than enough. She wanted to pump herself and yet didn't…no she wanted
to get off by just having Melody treat her like the dirt she is.
Her confidence growing, Melody brought her second foot onto her mother noting
how she seemed to, flinch as she pressed all her weight on her as she lifted
her second foot, and how she smiled. Melody smiled too, she placed her foot on
her mother's chest, forcing her breasts to part for her foot.
"Ah, that's it baby step on me…" Ariel moaned, quieter this time, almost a
whisper, seeming to remember this was a public place – she almost came at the
thought of someone finding them like this, her half naked, sprawled out on the
floor with her daughter stepping on her.
Melody pressed down on Ariel's chest, stepping forward, increasing her pace
when she heard her mother gasp. Maybe forcing all her wait on her chest wasn't
such a good idea. Her foot came back down fast, onto Ariel's face, releasing
the weight on the chest.
The dark haired girl froze as she realised what she just did, that she just
stepped on her mother's face with her shoe on…and rather quickly. Ariel moaned
into the shoe, continuing her whispers, approving of the action.
"That's it, wipe your shoe on my face…make me your doormat." She extended her
tongue, dragging it up the sole, cleaning the dirt and gravel from it,
swallowing.
Melody stepping back, moving her foot from her mother's chest to stomach before
lifting the shoe from her face, glad it didn't hurt as much this time. Her eyes
widened however when she saw Ariel's tongue fully extended, covered in dirt
from her shoe. She watched the redhead swallow before extending her tongue out
expectantly. Melody got the message.
She extended her foot once again over her mother's face, only this time rather
than step on it she dragged the sole of her shoe over her mother's tongue,
smiling as she heard her mother moan again as she swallowed the dirt.
All too soon the shoe was clean; she placed her other foot on Ariel's stomach.
"What do you want to do next?" Melody asked, Ariel groaned, she didn't want to
be in control, she wanted Melody to do what she wanted to her, all sense of
logic long lost in the fog of lust that shrouded her mind, Ariel glanced round,
before her eyes found the bag. Melody followed her gaze, she stepped off her
mother and dipped her hand into the bag.
She seemed unsure which ones to get out. Ariel smirked.
"Practice makes perfect dear."
Melody froze. Eyes wide. She turned to her mother who gave her an encouraging
nod.
She hesitantly claimed the desired box. Opening, her gaze locked on the spiked
heels, she took them from the box, sitting on the bench, removing the now clean
converse she slipped her feet into the spiked heels.
She stumbled to her feet, bracing herself on the walls of the cubicle. She
looked on at her mother, still unsure.
"Go on Melody, step on me, start on my panties."
She swallowed, lifting her foot carefully and ever so slowly, she stepped into
Arial's pussy, the heel missing it by an inch, much to Ariel's disappointment.
The next step, however, was much more painful. Ariel groaned as Melody rested
all her wait on her pussy as she slowly lifted the second foot over her
stomach, being deliberately slow, not wanting to hurt her mother, not realising
how she was teasing her with her other shoe.
She stepped onto the stomach, the heel of her shoe digging into the soft flesh
of her mother's tummy, Arial gasped out, the mixture of pain and pleasure was
too much. The flood gates had opened. She came. Beneath Melody's shoe the
purple panties grew wet rapidly, the liquid seeping through, soaking the sole
of the shoe.
Melody leapt off her mother, falling onto the bench as she lost her balance,
watching as Ariel's body convulsed with the sensation of an orgasm.
"Mom…?" Melody gasped, her eyes landed on the wet patch. What the?
Ariel rolled onto her stomach. No. it wasn't enough. She looked up at her
daughter with hungry eyes, loving how inferior she felt on the floor. She
glanced to the heels, noting the soiled sole.
"Sorry Melody. Let me clean that for you." She muttered breathlessly as she
crawled, or rather dragged her self over, lifting her daughter's shoe before
proceeding to lick the sole clean of her cum, loving the taste of herself.
"Mom? Are you okay?"
"Of course sweetie…"
"But…you um…got a…little…wet?"
"That's because this excites me…" so far gone now Ariel didn't realize what she
was saying, all she knew was that she was horny and loved being walked on and
worshiping her daughter's feet.
"You pee when you…"
"No, but I ca…" Ariel stopped "It's not pee."
"Mom I…I don't understand?"
"Melody when a woman gets really excited she…" Ariel stopped herself "It means
I…really like something."
"So it means you're happy?"
"Yes…"
That did it.
"H…How do…do we make it…happen again?"
Ariel grinned. She shifted her position, opening her legs, showing of her
stained panties before removing them and fully spreading her legs. Pressing the
soiled fabric against her face, inhaling her scent deeply, her arousal growing
further before she tossed them to wear her other clothes were.
"One way to make me cum again would be to put the heel of your new shoes in and
out of here." Ariel answered, pointing to her sopping pussy.
"Err…okay." Melody sounded unsure but did it anyway she shuffled a tad closer
to the edge of the bench and pressed the heel of her shoe against Ariel pussy,
being careful as not to hurt her. Ariel gasped, she moved closer to Melody,
pushing the heel inside of her.
"Now what?"
"You can either take it out and put it back in a bunch of times…or move it
around a bit." Ariel giggled, before bursting into a fit of moans as Melody
rotated her ankle. As her mother arched her back, closing her eyes she pulled
the heel out half way before pushing it back in, each moment deliberately slow,
her mother groaned, growing in confidence as she watched Ariel grind her hips
against the heel she increased the speed of her motions, working up a bit of a
sweat on her feet.
Melody glanced to the side of her, where her mother's clothes were piled, atop
of the pile was her panties. She recalled how she had smelled them, how she
moaned. Curiously Melody reached out and took hold of them, turning them over
in her hand, and inside out, she eyed the stain. Glancing up at her mother, her
eyes were still closed, back arched as she continued to fuck herself on her
heel.
Melody slowly brought the panties to her face and gave them a hesitant sniff.
Her eyes widened, she felt a tingling in her fanny, she glanced at it then back
at the panties, it felt nice, she liked it. She pressed the underwear against
her face and forcefully inhaled the scent, no longer caring if her mother
looked up, if she could smell them. Then why couldn't she.
The feeling grew, she needed more. Her lips parted, sticking out her tongue,
she traced over the scented stain, her mouth-watering as the taste filled her
mouth, she glanced back at her mother, her eyes still shut, back arched, though
now she had one of Melody's converses pressed against her face and she was
inhaling deeply, submerging herself in the realm of her daughter's feet.
Melody then shoved the purple underwear into her mouth, forcefully sucking at
the stain, running her tongue over and even chewing it, desperate to get more
of the flavour that made her feel so good. She looked over her mother, caked in
sweat, some of it hers but mostly her mothers. If this is what her mother's
underwear tasted like, how she smelled, then what would the rest of her be
like, would it make her feel this way too?
Before Melody could even consider her options further Ariel slammed her cunt
against the shoe, sure she probably cut herself or something in the process as
her cum bathed the shoe and some of the floor, and herself of course. She
tossed the shoe to the side, apparently spent.
Melody tore the panties from her mouth and stuffed them in her bag, her face
burning with embarrassment, what would her mother say?
Ariel slowly fell forward and proceeded to clean Melody's shoe before licking
up the mess she'd made on the floor. Melody put her heels back in their box and
back into the bag, she watched as her mother put on her shirt before looking
round.
"Melody I can't see my underwear?" She didn't look at her daughter; Melody
wasn't sure why she didn't.
"I've got them in the bag; I'll put them in the wash when we get back for you."
Hoping her mother would drop it, after all why would she want to wear them
after she got them wet…Poseidon please don't let her ask for them…if she found
out what I did…
Ariel nodded, still not looking at her daughter, shame long since setting in.
She pulled her green jeans over her stained thighs and pussy, hoping nothing
showed. She slipped on the shoe, picking up the red dress she'd brought in,
Melody slipped on her converse, one far cleaner than the other. They left the
changing room, Arial hung the dress back up where she found it and the two
headed home.
The whole journey back Ariel wasn't sure what to think, Melody kept
conversation light, hoping her mother would forget about her underwear…she
wanted to hold onto them for now. The sense of shame lessened but never left
Ariel, she felt guilty about tricking her daughter into fucking her with her
new shoes and yet so aroused not only were Melody's feet getting sweaty again
but she had made her walk home commando she denied her, her underwear and it
felt so hot, she felt so dirty, what kind of mother was she…and worst of all
she was already waiting anxiously for the next time her daughter would do those
things to her again.
NEXT CHAPTER: Depends on reviews, ask and you will receive.
Chapter End Notes
     I've tried to correct all spelling mistakes, was a touch tired when
     wrote this and misspelled some of the names, but I think I got them
     all.
***** Eat Me, Drink Me *****
Chapter Summary
     Jessica stumbles upon Alice having some fun with the Hatter's tea
     with Wonderland cake.
 
 
 
Characters: Alice, Jessica Rabbit
Categories: Alice in Wonderland, Who Framed Roger Rabbit
Contains: Femslash, Piercings, Drugs, Underage, Growth, Shrinking, Insertion,
Slavery
Continuity: Piercings only for this chapter.
Requested By: Shelka89
A fair skinned girl with rosy cheeks, thick medium length golden hair and big
blue eyes, attired in a cerulean knee-length dress with a white pinafore atop
it, white stockings, black strapped Mary Janes and a black bow in her hair ran
down the hall way. A fire burning within her gaze as she turned, roughly
grasping the handle of the wooden door, panting; slight beads of sweat
materialising on her forehead.
Alice eagerly pushed open the Victorian door, sprinting into her room, kicking
off her black Mary Janes, jumping onto her bed, cheeks flushed as she was
dwelled on her planned actions. Her head stretched past the edge of her
mattress, reaching out she grabbed either side of a small box beneath her bed,
pulling herself back onto the bed, placing the box between her legs as she
stretched them out.
The box was a dark purple in colour with a black ribbon binding it shut. She
swallowed anxiously as she unbound the ribbon and lifted the lid, her anxiety
and nervousness slowly giving way to her more lustful thoughts that were rising
in her mind and in her lower body as she took in the site of the divided goods
within the box. On the right were a dozen clear bottles with a strange mixture
within them, each labelled 'Drink Me' and on the left an equal number of cakes
labelled 'Eat Me'. The familiar tingling sensation sounded down below and
growing stronger as she gazed upon her souvenirs from Wonderland.
She lifted out one of each and placed them on her bedside table. Replacing the
lid; dropping the ribbon atop it she slid the box beneath the table.
The young blonde licked her lips, the flames of lust starting to ignite as she
turned to the other side of her bed, leaning over the side and lifting a silver
tray filled an assortment of white teacups on matching saucers, a white
teakettle with light blue lid, a tea spoon, silver sugar pot and of course, the
most important part, the Hatter's special tea.
Alice scrunched her toes, chewing her lip as thoughts of the pleasure she would
soon be feeling filled her mind as she set about the task of making her tea,
her young pussy screaming for attention. Almost losing herself in excitement at
the thought of combining the tingling feels of the 'Eat Me' cake and the powers
of the Hatter's tea; she found herself forcing her palm against her dress,
pushing it between her legs in an attempt to quell her excitement.
XXX
A tall, voluptuous woman with a curvy hourglass figure, a narrow waist and
broad hips stepped of the final step onto the second floor of the mansion;
turning left she headed down the hallway, a small smirk upon her face. She had
fair skin and long, luxurious scarlet hair, with side bangs covering her right
eye, her eyes a heavy-lidded green with seductive dark lashes, accented by
shimmering lavender eyeshadow. Her nose was fairly small, especially in
contrast to her ruby pouting lips, her ensemble consisting of a red sequined
strapless dress that revealed a lot of her cleavage with a low back with a
sweetheart neckline and high thigh slit, with matching red stilettos and
elegant purple opera gloves and gold stud earrings.
Her breasts bouncing with every step she took. She turned off the stairs,
heading down the corridor, the heat within her loins growing; she lightly
chewed at her lip, wondering just what Megara had in store for her tonight. She
winced ever so slightly at the sensation of the fabric of her dress being
dragged over her pointed nipples, her gloved hands balling into fists at her
side as she resisted the urge to touch herself.
She loved Roger, she really did…but there were just somethings he couldn't
provide for her that Jessica desperately needed. His innocence and naivety
warmed her heart, but the fact that as far as he was concerned a game of hanky
panky was the most erotic activity known to rabbit and womankind…she needed so
much more and Meg could give it to her no strings attached…she just needed a
release every now and then, was that so bad?
Jessica hesitated, her thoughts coming to a screeching halt, the sound of
groans polluting the air, soon followed by the sound of something heavy falling
to the floor. Worry filled her heart as her eye laid on Alice's door, she ran
to it, throwing it open and entering the room in a single fluid motion only to
be blinded by a rather soft wall of white that pushed her back against the
wall, slamming the door shut in the process.
XXX
Alice felt closed her eyes as she downed a third cup of the Hatter's tea, the
teapot now empty she pushed it under the bed, groaning as she felt it's effects
develop rather quickly. She scrunched toes, stretching out her legs as she
gripped carpet fibres with her fingers, desperate to keep herself from doing
anything to relieve the burning sensation, she turned her gaze to the cake that
rested beside her lap, she gleefully took it and claimed an a large, eager
bite.
She ignored its taste, swallowing it after only a few chews and no sooner had
the lump vanished down her throat did the familiar tingling, burning sensation
spark in her lower abdomen. Her limps lightly convulsed as they began to
stretch and expand. The young blonde felt her eyes close as she grew from her
height of three foot seven inches to seven feet; she released a sharp cry as
the stimulating feeling of growing mixed with that of the Hatter's tea. More
she needed more. Another bite and she grew to fourteen feet, her limps
stretching out much even more, losing all conscious thought as to limiting her
growth to a manageable size. Another bite and she found herself at a staggering
twenty eight feet, her young pussy gushing, staining her white panties.
She grunted as her head struck the roof as it started to push out, growing with
her, the walls each following suite, while the rest of the room from the door
to the windows to the furnishings remained the same size.
Alice allowed her hand to vanish beneath her dress, she poked the now soaking
panties, gasping, pushing her hips forward from the light touch, she tossed the
remaining few crumbs of the cake into her mouth. Her body convulsed once again,
her groans and cries following, not even noticing as she knocked over a set of
draws with her ankle, her knee bending for room. Nor did Alice notice her door
being opened as Jessica Rabbit sprinted into the room, only to be met by
Alice's sole as it slammed against her, pushing her back; her ankle slamming
the door shut and holding it shut as her growth slowed to a stop.
Alice released another groan of pleasure as she felt the struggling of her
visitor against her sole, she pushed out further, pushing the 'intruder'
against her wall, gasping and thrusting her hips, relishing in the sensation of
the unknown being, being held captive by her foot.
Jessica struggled against the white wall, her movements slowing, growing more
difficult as she felt herself being crushed between the two walls until she
reached a point where all she could do was grind herself against the wall in a
feeble attempt to escape. A strong, rather musky stench filled her nostrils,
growing stronger each time the wall creased and unwrinkled itself, made all the
worse as the air was slowly forced from her as the pressure of wall caused an
intense pressure on her chest as her voluptuous assets were pushed back against
her.
Alice eyes slowly opened, her lust filled gaze settling on her left foot, the
small movements beneath it continuing to bring her pleasure. Curiosity
bettering her, much to her captive's relief; she retracted her foot, her ankle
twisting into a semi-awkward angle. She watched as the tiny redhead fell to the
floor by her foot, trying to regain her breath gasping for clean air. It was a
touch arousing to see someone in such a state from her feet.
Jessica turned her gaze upwards, gawking at the now thirty five foot tall
child. Stumbling to he feet,
"Alice? What happened to you? How did you get so big?"
"Err…I ate some Wonderland cake."
"…Why?" Jessica asked with a frown, Alice averted her gaze.
"It…feels good…" like you did beneath my foot.
"Good?" Jessica swallowed, she didn't like where this was going, where was the
girl's mother when you needed her…please don't tell me I've got to give her the
'talk'.
"I feel all tingly and…" her words died on her tongue at a single pulse from
her pussy, crying out for release, the tea's affects growing stronger, she
needed release. Her hand began to slowly slide back down between her thighs,
Jessica noticed.
Her cheeks burned scarlet with embarrassment, she glanced towards the door,
still blocked by Alice's ankle.
"Alice…do you know how to get back to normal?" her tone now one of panic.
"Yeah…"
"Then can you just move ever so slightly and I'll give you some privacy…we can
talk later and…"
"Nope." Jessica turned to face Alice, her locks flowing to the side, revealing
both her widened eyes. Alice averted her gaze "Well…you see…you felt really
good against my foot…and I was wondering if you could…go back under it until
the…tingling stops?"
The tiny redhead blinked. Then again. Then once more. Alice really wanted to
pin her beneath her foot until she came? Why does that actually sound…hot?
Jessica anxiously chewed her lower lip, her cheeks tinging with embarrassment,
she glanced towards the foot in question, still clad in its white stocking, the
sole a light grey with bits of dirt and grime infused with the fabric.
"Would you mind?" Alice asked cautiously, lust fuelling her gaze as it locked
on the tiny woman.
"Err…sure, just until the tingling stops…"
"Oh thank you, thank you!" Alice bounced in place, her rear briefly lifting
before slamming back on the floor; shockwaves erupting from the impact, Jessica
stumbled back, falling onto her rear, grimacing as she made impact.
"Oh, sorry…I didn't mean to…"
"It's okay Alice." Jessica sighed as she stumbled back to her feet and slowly
made her way over to the foot. Funny I came here for a booty call and now I'm
willingly being pinned by a child's foot.
No sooner had Jessica stepped into place did Alice start to apply pressure on
her tiny frame, wiggling her toes, arching her back slightly, groaning at the
immense feelings of pleasure she felt. The small struggles Jessica made as she
pushed back against her sole, with little success, equated to the perfect
massage, combining with the rush of power she felt at having a woman the size
of a bug, to her, beneath her foot…it was incredible, she pushed harder,
grinding ever so slightly, forcing her sole against Jessica as if aiming to
have her leave an imprint in her stockings.
Her fingers pulled her stained panties to the side beneath her dress, she
plunged two of them straight in, releasing a rather vocal groan and increasing
the pressure on Jessica.
The redhead gasped. "Alice…ease up…a bit…please." Her pleas went unheard, her
hands balled into fists, slamming into the sole she pushed back with renewed
vigour, still it got closer. If this kept up she was going to end up as nothing
but a stain on the giantess's sole. She leant in ever so slightly, extending
her neck, reaching a couple 'inches' below Alice's little toe, she bit into the
sole with all her might.
The foot shot back, Jessica fell to her knees gasping for breath, relieved it
had worked, a slight hint of guilt at hurting the child, but if she hadn't…her
thoughts stopped as the sole slammed atop her, pushing her into the ground.
"That hurt."
Jessica gasped as she felt the pressure increase.
"I'm…sorry!" She cried out with all her strength, desperate to be heard this
time. The pressure lessened, the sole levered off her, balancing on the heel.
"I forgive you…sorry if I hurt you…"
"I'm fine…just try to be gentler." She stumbled back to her feet, the sole was
lowered again, until it we an inch away from Jessica's face.
"In that case…would you kiss my foot better, your bite really hurt?"
Jessica blushed, first she was being slowly crushed by Alice's foot and now she
wanted her to kiss it? Jessica chewed her lower lip, trying to ignore the rush
of heat she felt as she leaned in. She pressed her rouge lips against the sole.
Upon leaning back she noticed her lipstick had left a tiny imprint of her lips.
The gigantic toes above her wiggled, the sound of Alice's giggles filling the
air.
"That tickles." She laughed, inching her foot closer to Jessica again. The tiny
woman swallowed before proceeding to lean in, taking the hint, she began to
bestow her kisses on the dirty sole, trailing kisses over it, a physical trail
of her kisses being left as her lipstick smudged.
Alice stretched out her foot, plunging a third finger into her sopping pussy;
it ate the appendage eagerly, her pussy muscles clamping on the intruder. The
blonde's groans escaped her, her eyes once again closing. Jessica's kisses felt
so good against her foot, the new stimulation mixing with her previous high,
the rushing thought of the bug sized woman worshiping her was so hot.
Jessica felt his kisses become more forceful, the heat between her legs
growing, the musky scent of Alice's feet filling her as lust clouded her mind,
she felt her hand slowly slide over her waist, over her hip and down her
thighs, hiking her dress, pressing her fingers against her bare pussy,
thrusting her hips against her hand, her kisses became more enthusiastic. She
pressed her face into the sole, before dragging it up against the foot, her
tongue sliding out and pressing against it. She relished in the taste of the
dirt beneath Alice's foot, the hat between her legs growing as the humiliation
of being literally a bug licking up the dirt from Alice's feet. Her fingers
were sucked into her pussy.
Alice moaned as she felt the licks of her captive. "Ah…yes…that feels…so, so
good…lick my stockings clean…" she moaned, her words driving Jessica to give
more of herself; the passion and force of each lick growing.
A fourth finger plunged in, Alice trust her hips upward. Her pussy clamped down
on her fingers, erupting in a powerful orgasm, bathing her fingers and panties
in cum. She retracted her fingers, bringing them to her nose, she inhaled the
scent of her sex deeply before proceeding to forcefully suck her fingers clean,
groaning at the taste of herself before gulping the juices down.
Jessica felt the tremors of Alice's orgasm, her own pussy squirting its juices
over Alice's sole as the thoughts of the blonde cumming from her worshiping her
feet filled her mind. She ducked down and quickly licked up her juices,
enjoying the taste of herself mixed with a hint of Alice's foot sweat.
Once the evidence was gone Jessica stopped, stepping away from the sole, more
than a little turned on by how much she smelt like Alice's foot, it was like
the blonde had imprinted on her, establishing her ownership of her.
"Who said you could stop."
Jessica stiffened. The blonde's tone was so commanding it gave her chills. Her
heart pounded within her breast as she seemed unable to decide whether to feel
arousal or fear, settling for a mixture of the two.
"You came…"
"You said until the tingling stops."
"You mean you're still horny?"
"I'm still feeling tingly…" she seemed confused about Jessica's choice of words
but soon shook it away "So get back under my foot, I want you to lick my
stockings clean." Jessica nearly came again on the spot.
When she didn't immediately move Alice felt her temper flare, mixing with her
lustful mind set almost eagerly. She lifted her foot and once again slammed it
atop of Jessica, pinning her beneath her foot. Giggling as she felt the tiny
struggles.
"You know what? Maybe I'll keep you under my foot, just wear you in my shoe and
you can worship me feet all day…and at night you can sleep in my stinky
stockings." Alice laughed, nearly cumming again at just the thought of it, and
she wasn't the only one. It didn't take long for the blonde giantess to feel
the familiar licks beneath her foot; she eased off the pressure. Her hands
slithering down her thigh, her fingers moving to push her panties aside once
again, the soaked fabric squelched beneath her light grip, she grimaced.
Alice brought her knees up, dragging the tiny woman with her, loving how she
rolled beneath her foot, becoming trapped beneath her toes, she increased the
pressure on her feet, lifting her rear just enough to slide her panties over
her rear, up her thigh and off her legs, scrunching her toes around Jessica,
lifting her off the ground in the grip of her toes as to fully take off her
panties without free the tiny woman, whose kisses and licks had yet to slow
down.
Jessica glanced to the side, peaking over the side of the toes, licking the
side of Alice's small toe as she watched the white panties fall to the floor,
the scent of sex washing over her; she began to lightly thrust her hips against
the blonde's toes.
Alice uncurled her toes, a pleasurable shiver shooting up her spine when she
heard the small thud of her tiny slave landing on the floor. Jessica looked up,
sprawled on the floor, as Alice proceeded to remove each of her stockings,
being deliberately slow. As each one came off she wiggling her toes in the cool
air and the redhead found herself hard pressed not to start fingering herself
in front of the child. Alice tossed the stockings over her bed, her legs each
falling back onto the floor, wide open and from her position Jessica could
clearly see Alice's youthful, bare, dripping pussy, she frowned when she saw
the silver ring on her lower lips, wasn't she too young to have piercings? And
to have one in such an intimate area?
"Now what are you waiting for slave, worship me feet." Slave? Where'd that come
from? Jessica squirmed in her place, stumbling to her feet she ran over to
Alice's right foot, pressing herself into the sweaty sole, relishing in the
feeling of the moist, pungent flesh against being pressed against her small
frame. She eagerly began licking up droplets of sweat, drinking it with great
gusto, bestowing kisses between licks.
Alice spread her lips and began to violently rub her clit, scrunching her toes
as her body pulsated with pleasure, her moans and groans once again sounding as
Jessica continued to clean the blonde's feet, moaning at the salty taste that
dominated her mouth. The heel inched back and the foot lowered, granting
Jessica access to the child's toes, the redhead buried her face between Alice's
powerful, sweaty toes. She devoured any hint of toe jam between the blonde's
toes, gasping in pleasure when she squeezed her toes and captured her head with
ease.
The movement of her fingers becoming more rapid, Alice squeezed her toes
together once again, clamping them down on her slave as she leaned back, her
hips driving forward, her legs rising into the air, lifting Jessica into the
air, dangling her helplessly from her toes. Not that this stopped Jessica from
licking the sensitive flesh between Alice's toes. Her movements became faster,
her body convulsed, almost lying back she held her lips apart and gasping as
she sprayed her cum into the air, groaning as it fell back onto her exposed
flesh, her dress long since folded back over her stomach.
Jessica for her part merely continued her ministrations unlike the last time
she didn't even consider stopping as she felt the convulsions of the blonde.
Her whole body shook, still dangling from Alice's powerful toes, she was so
powerful and while she herself was so weak. Alice was so powerful, she was like
a goddess, she could do anything she wanted to her and she could do nothing
about it…and she would love every moment of it.
As the effects of the orgasm faded Alice slowly turned her gaze to the dangling
Jessica Rabbit, still licking the gap between her toes. "You make such a good
pet Jessica." Her tone was soft, as was the smile she wore. The only response
she received was that of Jessica kissing the space between her toes and more
forceful licks, surely nothing remained their anymore, even the taste must have
faded and yet she continued. Alice's smile grew; she stretched out her toes,
parting them. She watched as the redhead plummeted to the ground, a slight gasp
of pain followed the familiar thud but still she stumbled to her feet.
"Now my little slave, the next thing I want you to do is to approach my pussy."
Jessica didn't hesitate and began to walk over, a slight limp in her step "No,
crawl to it you little bug." The redhead moaned as she processed the statement,
dropping onto all fours she began to crawl towards her goddess's opening.
Alice reached over and plucked a small shred of paper from the floor, where she
had discarded it earlier, she carefully placed it atop her little clit ring,
ensuring the inscription faced her slave, before reaching for something else
that rested atop her bed.
Jessica came to a stop a foot from the pussy, she looked up, remaining one all
fours. She spied the paper and felt her excitement fill her out as she read it.
'Eat Me'. It took all she had not to latch onto the giant pussy and give it
everything she had. She turned her gaze to the face of goddess, the scent of
her sex all around her.
Alice smiled down at her slave; she lowered the vile between her fingers.
Jessica took it, noting the label 'Drink Me', wearing an expression of
confusion as she looked back up at her goddess. "Now I want you to drink a
third of that vial, but make sure you're holding my little ring when you do."
She giggled (1).
Jessica rose to her full height, extending her hand she took hold of the ring,
sending Alice pleasurable shivers up her spine. She removed the lid from the
vial before taking it to her lips and slowly tipping it back, stopping when
approximately a third had emptied from it, she replaced the lid and carefully
dropped it the floor. She gulped the liquid down, the effect was almost
instant. Rather quickly Jessica noticed the world around her beginning to
expand, the rate of expenditure increasing in speed as time went by. Within
minutes Jessica found herself to be a mere three inches in height, her right
arm looped through the piercing, holding herself.
Alice's smile had grown larger and larger as Jessica got smaller and smaller.
"You really are a bug at that size now aren't you my pet." This was so hot "But
bugs don't wear clothes now do they, so strip off buggy." She giggled.
Jessica didn't need to be told twice, the first thing she did was slip her
purple opera gloves from her hands and tossed them to the floor, next she
kicked off her heels, she took off her earrings and tossed them into the pile
and finally the difficult part, she slowly and rather awkwardly removed her
scarlet strapless dress and tossed into the pile. She hesitated a moment before
turning to look back up at her goddess, she was so far up now, it hurt her neck
just to try and look at her face.
"That's better, now my little bug, I want you to climb into my pussy and do
everything you can to get me to cum you back out." The way her goddess giggled
when issuing this command drove Jessica to the edge, she nearly found herself
cumming on the spot at being referred to as a bug. Then again even if Alice was
normal size at this height she would be considered a bug.
She heaved herself onto the piercing and eagerly ran across it to the lips of
her goddess, using both arms and all the force she could muster she slipped
into the endless cavern that was her goddess's pussy. The entrance closed
behind her as soon as she entered and as it did the heat increased
dramatically, Jessica stumbled about the pussy, slamming into the walls around
her before slipping and falling to the 'floor'. Her goddess was so wet. She
pressed her face into the floor and began to bestow it with kisses, passionate
licks and even lightly nibbled on it, growing wet herself when her new prison
shook in pleasure.
Alice pushed her head back against the wall, moaning as she felt the tiny
squirming within her pussy, too small to cause her to orgasm quickly but enough
to bring her pleasure.
"You feel so good down there little bug…I think we've found your new home, I
hope you like it." She giggled.
Jessica found herself sliding all over the place, the whole cavern shaking as
her goddess giggled. Jessica started pounding the walls and the floor,
thrashing about, biting with all her force, eager to bring her goddess
pleasure, the mere thought of remaining tiny and trapped inside her divine
pussy led her to cumming, her cum mixing with her goddesses. She rolled around
in the cum; soaking it into her skin, as if trying to permanently mask her own
scent with that of her goddess.
Alice felt her toes curl as she chewed her lower lip, the more erratic
Jessica's movements became the closer she got to orgasming once again, it
seemed despite her slave's diminutive size her tiny movements were enough to
tease and edge her with near ease. Her hands balled into fists at her size,
gripping the carpet fibres, she thrusted her hips, moaning as she felt her bug
sized slave slide about in her pussy.
Jessica, now thoroughly soaked, stumbled about the humid cavern; it was getting
harder to breathe now. And it was so hot, she found herself drinking mouthfuls
of her goddess's cum just to remain hydrated. She braced herself against the
wall of the cavern, glancing up, a smirk spread across her lips. She dug her
nails into the wall; she then began to pull herself up, dragging her body
against the wall, nearly falling when the entire cavern shuck with her
goddess's moans but determined she climbed hirer and hirer, her body saturated
in sweat and pre-cum she jumped the final distance, wrapping her arms around
Alice's G-spot, hanging freely, digging her nails into it to maintain her
balance as the whole cavern violently shuck.
Jessica pulled herself up, the cavern shaking every time Jessica brought her
goddess pleasure. She pushed her breasts against it, keeping her nails in
place. She leant in close and licked her goddess's G-spot, each one forceful
and rapid, the cavern shuck. She bit down on the G-spot. The flood gates
opened.
Jessica was struck was a tidal wave of her goddess's cum. She was washed out of
Alice's pussy, barley managing to grasp hold of the clit ring as cum continued
to spew out, pooling on the inside of Alice's dress on the floor.
Alice turned her gaze down to the tiny woman, exhausted, her breath ragged and
sweat glistening on her young body. "You did well slave…" She panted.
"Thank you goddess." Jessica breathed out, not realising what she said.
"Goddess…hmm…Goddess Alice…I like the sound of that bug, I definitely could get
used to it and this…I think I'll keep you." She giggled before reaching down,
plucking Jessica between her thumb and forefinger, bringing her up to her face.
Her mouth opened, she lowered her tiny slave, extending her tongue before
dropping the redhead upon it.
Jessica found herself looking around in a state of awe, her arousal growing;
she was so helpless…nothing but a bug in the mouth of her goddess. Alice then
proceeded to toss Jessica about her mother, sucking her tiny form, licking the
cocktail of sweat and cum combo, swallowing the mixtures down. Her tongue
probed every miniscule inch of her slave's body, very thoroughly. Jessica cried
out in pleasure as her goddess rammed the tip of her tongue against her pussy,
slamming her against the roof of her mouth. Jessica didn't last long and soon
gushed over Alice tongue, she nearly same again as she watched her goddess
drink her cum.
Alice opened her mouth and leant over and spat her slave into her palm,
smirking as she took in the site of her saliva coated pet squirmed in her palm.
She pushed her up with her thumb to her fingers before lowering her hand back
down to her pussy. She parted her lips and deposited her back inside her
cavern, allowing her lips to close afterwards.
"I was going to ask if you'd rather spend the rest of the night under your
goddess's feet or inside my pussy…but you just felt too good." Alice giggled
before reaching over and picking up her soiled panties, she slipped them back
on, wincing at the wet fabric but smirking when she recalled her new slave was
getting the brunt of it, next she slipped on her stockings, smirking when she
saw the tiny kisses on the sole and took greater satisfaction of knowing that
she'd be walking on Jessica's kisses.
She reached between her legs and picked up the 'Drink Me' potion, she uncorked
it, tipping a portion of it into her mouth, the familiar tingling of pleasure
erupting down below as she shrunk down to her original size, gasping when she
felt Jessica's presence became…more noticeable.
She glanced round, watching as the room shrunk back down to its natural size,
she spied the tiny clothes between her legs, smirking, she plucked them from
the floor.
"Well you won't be needing these anymore." She giggled, lifting them higher,
she tilted her head back, parting her lips, she dropped them in and with a
single gulp swallowed them, ensuring no one found them and started asking
questions.
Alice got to her feet, stretching out her stiff limbs before placing the potion
on the bed; she turned and approached her door, wincing at the stench that
lingered from having her enlarged feet so close to it. She stepped out her
room, deciding not to bother with her shoes, leaving her door open a crack to
air it out some she proceeded to head to the kitchen to get a glass of water,
all that fun had made her quite parch.
She was soon stopped, however, as Meg rounded the corner, near bumping into
each other. Alice prayed her flushed cheeks, combined with the obvious sweat as
her hair clung to her forehead and the scent of sex was unnoticed as she met
Megara's gaze.
"Oh hey Alice, have you seen Jessica anywhere? We were supposed to meet nearly
an hour ago?" Alice found it hard not to burst out laughing at the question,
suddenly very aware of her pet's tiny but stimulating movements.
"No, sorry." Meg simply nodded with a small smile and continued on her way,
unaware of the smirk on Alice's face as she patted her dress against her pussy,
her excitement growing once again, this time without the influence of the tea.
NEXT CHAPTER: Halloween Special
A/N I'm going to attempt a Halloween special and due to the possible length and
details still needing to be worked out an update before then is unlikely.
A big thank you to BlueLanternRazor for all your help in writing this fic.
(1) Considering how potent that 'Drink Me' stuff is, to turn Alice from a giant
to mouse height I doubted it would be a good idea for a normal height Jessica
to drink it all.
***** Bonnie Catches Kim *****
Chapter Summary
     Bonnie catches Kim indulging in her watersports fetish and takes
     advantage of it.
 
 
 
Characters: Bonnie Rockwaller, Kim Possible
Categories: Kim Possible
Contains: Femslash, Slavery, Watersports, Femdom, Panty Sniffing
Requested By: Balthasar00
A tanned girl with thick, shoulder-length brunette hair, cut into a shag style
with narrowed teal eyes, with a slender yet curvaceous figure attired in a
strapped, low-cut pink top with a maroon miniskirt that hugged her thighs and
black strapped Mary janes stood outside the door to the mansion(1).
Bonnie rapped her knuckles against the door, sparing a glare at the broken
doorbell as she squirmed in place, mentally cursing it and the fact she'd
forgotten her keys in her room when she left that morning.
"Oh screw this." She muttered angrily before, stomping down the few stairs back
onto the pavement before storming round the side, stopping when she came to a
black ironed gate, blocking her way to the 'back garden'.
The brunette inhaled deeply, rotating her shoulders and loosening her muscles
up before taking several steps back and charging towards the gate, she leapt
into the air, flipping in the air before sticking the landing on the other
side, she released her breath before continuing on her way, past the side walls
of the mansion and reaching the garden.
A small patio, complete with table, chairs and a parasol rested by the
backdoor, Bonnie spared a glance to her right, taking in the numerous acres of
land behind the mansion, after a small field it was only trees as far as the
eye could see.
She approached the door angrily, yanking at the golden handle. Locked. She
slammed her fists against the thick wood before delivering a strong kick to it.
"Ah, shit, shit." Bonnie cursed, cupping her foot and hopping in place, her
face scrunching in pain. Yet still no one came to open the door. There wasn't
even the sound of movement on the other side.
She chewed her lower lip, gritting her teeth as it slipped out of her grasp,
her eyes darting between the locked door and the acres of trees, the pressure
in her bladder growing. She turned on her heel before briskly storming across
the field, her legs unnaturally stiff as she fought to remain in control of her
bladder.
The summer breeze traced through her jagged locks, the odd strand blowing into
her face, she brushed it aside aggressively. Her steps large and brisk, she
crossed the field within minutes. The shade of trees overcame her, the warmth
of the air dimming. She lightly bit her tongue as she stepped over numerous
thick roots, barley avoiding the occasional trips.
Only pausing when the summer breeze caused the unkempt grass to caress her
legs; chewing her lip as she struggled to remain in control of her bladder.
Just a little further, she needed to find a secluded area where she won't be
found, the last thing she needed was for someone to happen across her…relieving
the pressure, god she'd never live it down, especially if 'Perfect Possible'
found out.
The sound of trickling water forced her to stop, her eyes closing as she tried
to calm herself but it only served to focus her hearing, the trickling sound
grew clearer and seemed to be mixed with low groans.
Bonnie squeezed her eyes shut, gritting her teeth, shaking her head to banish
the sound, her knees nobbling. Her eyes snapped open; she turned to move away
from the sound only to pause when a rather vocal moan sounded. The brunette
hesitated, she swallowed. She turned back to the direction in which the sound
of running water originated from.
Her foot steps were light and deliberate, ensuring she stuck to soil rather
than any form of vegetation. She creeped round numerous trees, before pausing
behind one with a rather wide trunk, the speed of the water seemed to have
slowed down; she peeked round, trying to ignore the pressure of her bladder.
Her teal eyes widened, clamping down her hand over her mouth to prevent the
sound of a gasp, or laugh, from escaping her lips.
There she was. 'Anything's Possible,' 'Little Miss Perfect,' Kim Possible. The
tall, rather slender, emerald eyed cheerleader with long fiery hair, her attire
consisting of her short black top, exposing her midriff, her green cargo pants
and red panties, white socks and shoes neatly piled several feet away. Her back
was pressed against a thick trunked tree, upside down, her knees bent and her
bare feet planted against the trunk to aid balance. Her fiery locks pooled
beneath her head, her lips parted as her fingers forced her pussy lips apart,
angling her fingers. A golden stream fired from her cunt and into her mouth.
Bonnie watched as Kim gulped down her piss eagerly. Bonnie pulled out her
phone, smirking as she pulled up the video app, fighting the urge to giggle as
she pressed the red button and the virtual seconds began to tick by as the
small screen showed the display before her. As Bonnie eyed the screen in her
hand she took note of the glimmering splashes on the cheer captain's cheek.
'Guess her aim isn't perfect.' Bonnie internally muttered; the gears in her
mind turning as she thought of numerous ways she could use this to torture Kim.
She smirked, after this she'd have that redhead wrapped around her little
finger.
Kim groaned as she gulped down her golden nectar. She ran dry too soon, the
stream ducking near the end and falling over her black shirt. A familiar shiver
shot up her spine at the thought of heading back home, her shirt stained by her
own urine for all to see. Everyone would see it and yet not know what she'd
been doing.
Kim retracted her fingers from her pussy, thoroughly soaked in pee; she brought
her fingers to her mouth and began to lightly suck on them, cleaning her
fingers of her nectar, moaning in pleasure.
Bonnie's smirk grew, not stopping her phone's recording even as Kim got back up
from the ground, brushing off the back of her shirt, dirt and the odd leaf
falling off of her. The redhead stretched out her arms, thrusting out her chest
before leisurely turning to her discarded clothes, prolonging her nudity as
long as she could.
The brunette nearly failed to stifle her giggle as the teen hero bent over to
pick up her panties, mooning the phone. Bonnie waited till Kim slipped her
scarlet panties over her rear before she pressed stop on her phone. She winced
as she stepped out from behind her tree, the pressure in her abdomen continuing
to grow and becoming more noticeable as she moved from her spot.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" Kim froze. The redhead slowly turned,
peering over her shoulder, paling considerably when she saw her high school
rival, stood there; hand on hip, smirking at her.
"B…Bonnie…what are…what are you doing here?"
"I should be asking you that Possible. Though a better question would be why
were you drinking your own piss?" the brunette's smirk grew.
"Wh…what…I…I…wasn't I…I was…" a blush enveloped Kim's face as she averted her
gaze "It's not what it looks like…your…your eyes were playing tricks on you."
"Then why are you half naked?" Bonnie teased.
"I…I was…sun bathing?" Bonnie sighed, making obvious look towards the trees
blocking most of the sun's rays from actually touching them.
"Really, that's it? This is pathetic even for you, that lie was beyond pitiful
and to top it off your stuttering was so bad I had trouble keeping track of
what you were even trying to say."
"I don't know what you're talking about Bonnie." Kim argued, finally meeting
her rival's gaze, her blush still being a major presence upon her face.
"I saw everything Kim."
"Wha…" Bonnie flipped open her phone, the video file image visible, her thumb
pressing down on the play key and Bonnie's smirk grew as she watched Kim's
mouth slowly open, her blush spreading further as her whole form went rigid as
she watched the recording of her drinking her own urine.
"Now Possible, wouldn't it be a shame if someone were to see this video, like
say your parents? That buffoon of a boyfriend of yours? Or I don't know, maybe
the whole of Middleton High School?"
"Ya…you wouldn't…"
"Oh I would Possible." Bonnie's smirk now akin to the grin of the cat that
caught the canary, Kim opened her mouth only to close it again, she bowed her
head.
"What do you want Bonnie?" Bonnie felt a rather pleasant shiver when she heard
the submissive tone of her rival.
"Oh I'm going to enjoy this," the brunette chuckled only to wince as she was
reminded of the pressure in her abdomen, she was struck with inspiration. "Tell
you what, for starters I'll have you do something you'll enjoy."
Kim didn't like where this was going.
"Strip."
"What?"
"Did I stutter Kimmie? I want you to strip for me." Kim took a step back.
"Strip or this video is going viral."
Kim sighed again before bringing up her hands, her fingers curling round the
base of her black shirt. She hesitated before pulling it over her head. She
shook her hair free of the shirts collar. Her bare breasts bounced in the
summer air, her nipples pointed. She dropped her shirt atop her cargo pants.
"Ooh, no bra Possible, and drinking your own pee, such a little slut." Bonnie
mocked, enjoying every second of her rival's torment. Kim gave no answer,
simply pinching either side of her red panties before sliding them back down
her legs and tossed them with the rest of her clothes. She turned to face the
brunette, crossing one arm over her chest while the other slid between her legs
to conceal her intimate areas.
"Oh don't be such a prude Possible. You've got nothing I don't." Kim let her
arms fall at her sides. "Better." Bonnie allowed her gaze to glance over Kim,
taking in every inch of her. Why was her heart pounding?
"What about this am I supposed to be enjoying?"
"Shut up and get on your knees."
"Wha…"
"I said shut up and get on your knees." Bonnie snapped.
Kim's mouth snapped shut and she dropped to her knees, wincing slightly at the
sudden impact. She hated the shiver that shot down her spine when she saw how
Bonnie was looking down at her, the smugness. She could practically hear the
brunette thinking how superior she is to her.
Bonnie stepped closer to the fire haired teen. Kim opened her mouth.
"Not. A. Word."
Kim closed her mouth, attempting to ignore the heat fire burning in her loins,
still hot from her…drink earlier.
"Open your mouth."
"Why?" Kim cried out in pain as Bonnie's palm swung round and slapped Kim's
cheek, her head ripped round, her eyes squeezing shut as she could practically
feel the red print forming on the side of her face.
"Silence. And because if you don't your little secret goes viral." Kim opened
her mouth but no sound emerged. "Good girl." Bonnie stepped over Kim, lifting
herself onto her tip toes and lifting the hem of her miniskirt.
Kim's eyes widened when she saw Bonnie's naked pussy, shaved clean. Bonnie's
second hand came down and parted her lips, preparing to aim.
"Hope you enjoy this Kimmie, I've been holding it for a long time." Bonnie's
smirk grew before finally evolving into a smile as she threw her head back,
eyes closing as she forced the flood gates to open. A bright, hot, yellow
stream erupted from beneath the skirt, striking Kim in the eye. The redhead
gasped as the urine quickly covered her face, she leant back and started
collecting her rival's pee in her mouth.
"You better not waste a drop Possible." Bonnie laughed as she opened her eyes,
glancing down at the redhead, laughing when she saw the pee stained face and
how eagerly she was gulping down her pee.
Kim couldn't help it. She moaned as she swallowed Bonnie's 'nectar.' The sour
yet nutty taste dominating her taste burning of her loins grew, arousal
flooding her mind at the realisation that she was being forced to be Bonnie's
toilet. Kim's eyes widened in lust, she was living her fantasy; she was a human
toilet…to Bonnie? Why did that make it all the more arousing?
Her hand slowly slithered down her body and between her legs. She was so wet,
and not just from the spilt pee. Her fingers slid in with little resistance as
she began to pump herself.
Bonnie's eyes widened as she watched Kim's fingers penetrate her pussy as she
began to finger herself, she really was enjoying this. Bonnie felt her own
levels of arousal growing as she watched her rival, stained by her pee, gulping
it down as she fingered herself. She flipped open her phone and snapped a photo
of Kim, ensuring she didn't capture any of herself, only Kim masturbating as
she drank pee.
'Oh your life is over Possible, this is your new purpose.' Bonnie mentally
giggled, feeling herself grow wet at the very thought of turning her rival into
her own personal toilet. She was almost disappointed as she felt her bladder
grow closer to being empty. As the flow began to slow Bonnie pulled back her
hips and with an extra thrust she covered Kim from head to toe in her urine.
The brunette smirked as she regarded it as marking her territory. Claiming her
rival as her new toilet.
Kim gasped as she felt the warm liquid shoot over her, her vaginal lips
clamping down on her fingers as her juices gushed over her legs, running over
her thighs, kneecaps and then finally the ground in which she kneeled upon.
Bonnie stumbled back as the flow stopped, a few drops catching the inside of
her legs as she regained her balance. She turned her gaze to Kim; she remained
kneeling, watching her as if waiting for her next command. Bonnie felt a
familiar tingle in her loins at the concept.
"What are you waiting for slave? Clean me up."
'Slave?' Kim mused, her mental tone one of confusion and excitement. The
redhead launched forward, grazing her knees on the coarse ground. Bonnie
smirked as Kim's head vanished beneath her skirt; she jumped when she felt the
cheer captain's tongue on her inner leg, licking up the stray droplets of pee
before moving onto the brunette's pussy. She cried out as she felt Kim's tongue
graze over her pussy before infiltrating it.
Kim pressed her lips against Bonnie's pussy and began to forcefully suck as her
tongue captured every drop of urine from every crevice of Bonnie's pussy,
swallowing every drop. She began to pull back once the task was complete only
to be forced back in as Bonnie pressed her hand against her skirt, pushing Kim
back into her pussy.
"Oh, no you don't little slave, eat me out." In her arousal Kim needed no other
provocation, her tongue dived back in and her lips met Bonnie's once again.
Bonnie threw her head back in pleasure. Jumping with every twist of Kim's
tongue. It didn't take long until she felt a new set of flood gates open, her
pussy started to squirt the second Kim nipped at her G-spot. Kim pressed her
lips against Bonnie's pussy, ensuring not to leave a single gap, capturing
every drop of Bonnie's cum and swallowing it down. Once she was done Kim gave
Bonnie a few more light licks, cleaning her of her juices.
Kim pulled out from beneath skirt. Bonnie laughed when she caught sight of
Kim's face, covered in piss with splashes of her cum, with her hand imprint
still on her cheek.
"Say thank you Possible, for your treat and allowing you to speak."
Kim hesitated, earning her another slap on her other cheek, giving her matching
prints. Kim slowly turned to face Bonnie, flinching slightly at the glare.
"Thank you Bonnie for allowing me to drink your pee and cum, they were yummy
and thank you for letting me speak." Her tone was soft and timid.
"You're welcome, and don't look so down, this won't be the last time I'll be in
need of your services." Bonnie smirked.
"What?" Kim's eyes widened.
"You heard me Kim, unless you want it to become common knowledge that you get
off on drinking piss then you're going to serve me as my human toilet, and
anything else I can think of." Bonnie's smirk grew as she saw the mixture of
worry and arousal in Kim's eyes. "Each morning you're to come to my room and
act as my toilet."
Kim was frozen. So many thoughts rushed through her head, even after this
Bonnie wasn't done with her? And it sounded like she wasn't going to be done
until she got bored, and by the sound of it that wasn't going to happen any
time soon.
"Do you understand?" Bonnie pushed, Kim bowed her head.
"Yes Bonnie."
"No, you call me Mistress when we're alone…or whenever I say so." The brunette
laughed.
"Very well…Mistress."
"Good toilet." Bonnie laughed as she patted Kim's head, the brunette glanced
towards Kim's clothes before approaching them and retrieving the red panties,
she turned back to Kim.
"You're not to wear panties anymore, and no bras either, not even during
practise or games, when I look under your skirt I want to see your pussy and
ass bare…and if I catch you otherwise you'll be punished, am I clear toilet?"
"Yes Mistress." Kim bowed her head, which prevented her from seeing her new
'mistress' lightly sniff the crotch of her panties, a light blush to her cheeks
as she stuffed them in between her cleavage.
"Get dressed toilet, it's time we head back to the mansion." Bonnie smirked;
Kim merely nodded, weakly rising to her feet before heading over to her
clothes.
NEXT CHAPTER: Depends…
A/N Sorry for the wait, still working on the Halloween chapter, yes it will
still go up even if Halloween is long gone. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter.
Also when making requests give as much detail as possible.
(1) I'm expanding the universe officially here, a new mansion for TV show
protagonists + side characters and another for antagonists – that's not to say
you can't have TV meet Movie.
***** A/N *****
A/N
Okay I know you guys are waiting on the next chapter, it is in the works but
due to real life I've been forced to put it on hold for now.
Now to get to the points of this author note, this was just going to be
included at the end of the next chapter but I've got a lot of Uni work to
finish.
1.0 Requests;
I keep receiving requests without enough detail to write so in this note I'm
going to state the minimum that needs to be included – though note the more
detail provided the easier it'll be to write, and you'll have a better chance
at getting what you want and I'm more likely to write more detailed reviews
first;
1 – Pairing(s)
2 – Fetishes if any – also specify if there's anything you definitely don't
want to see
3 – What you want to happen
4 – A catalyst e.g. Alcohol, Drugged Tea, Lust
5 – Age – this one only specifies for characters like Ariel and Wendy who have
different ages in canon
1.1 Previous Requests
And now to address requests I need more clarity on but am unable contact the
requestee;
Guest 1: Hans + Elsa pairing (specified no rape) I need a catalyst that would
cause this to happen.
Guest 2: Elsa dominating Anna and making her, her pet – I can probably come up
with a catalyst but I need more info on the kind of domination you want.
Guest 3: Alice Sequel where she shrinks a lot of princesses, I need more info
such as who and what you want to happen.
2 Sequels
Yes I will write sequels to chapters if they are requested – with enough
information.
3 Contributions
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***** Amber Gets Burned *****
Title: Amber Gets Burned
Author: Darkness Rissing
Categories: Frozen, Sofia the first, Beauty and the Beast
Characters: Amber, Hans, Gaston
Contains: Blackmail, blowjob, underage and rape
Inside the dark corridors that conform the villain mansion, Gaston walked with
an air of superiority in him. Although this time it wasn't because he felt like
the owner of the place (like he always did). No this time it has something to
do with the small yellow figure that was trying (and failing miserably, said
the hunter) to following him in secret. Something that amused the hunter
greatly, since he knew that the figure had been following him for some time
now. But that was fine he WANTED her to follow him (that's the only reason he
had left the backdoor open and chose a route that didn't end with him walking
into any of the other villains that prefer to stay inside the mansion, even
during the day). But back to now, using a hand mirror to look over his
shoulder, the hunter saw a glimpse of a yellow dress and a blonde hair hiding
behind one of the armors, he opens a door close to him and after making sure
the figure knows where he is going he enters the room.
Princess Amber looked from her "hiding" spot making sure that nothing was going
to jump at her (this was a place full of villains and monsters after all and
her bright yellow gown and hair clashed with the dark interior of the mansion,
making her easy to spot) and saw her objective enter a room.
Now one must be wondering why the little princess was inside such a place
following a well-known villain. The answer lay with her sister Princess Sofia.
A few days ago her sister returned home looking dizzy and tired, walking as if
she was hurt and what was more important (to Amber anyways) it's that both her
tiara and her shoes were missing. When questioning her about it she had said
that she didn't remember much and that she only passed away the afternoon in
company of a new friend (or so she thought) Gaston. Of course the name was
infamous to any princess and Amber began to worry that he had done something
bad to Sofia. Unfortunately the brunette didn't seem to remember much of that
time so the blonde princess give herself the task of finding the truth.
After following the hunter for some time (making sure to never be seen or
heard) the princess ended up hearing the name Sofia coming from his mouth.
Telling her parents that she was going to reunite with some friends, she began
to follow him and with some work she manage to follow him inside the mansion.
"Well that's it," She hears the man talking "everything ready for my nap, but
first I will go to the kitchen for something to eat before returning here to
sleep" and with that the hunter walks away.
Seeing her opportunity the princess makes a run for the door (her heels
creating some echo). Amber looked one last time above her shoulder to make sure
he wasn't coming back and quickly entered the room, closing the door behind
her.
"Well…this is a surprise." She said, looking over the very well decorated room.
In fact that was exactly the problem. The room didn't look like it belonged to
a "filthy hunter".
A red carpeted floor, a rich king size bed with deep blue covers, two night
tables, a big wardrobe close to a full body mirror and a window with and gold
curtains, even a bookshelf and a working desk. All together give this the
impression to belong to someone of royalty.
"That or he is more of a thief that I thought," The princess said moving around
"in any case I must work quickly and find some evidence".
With that said Amber began to register the room looking for something that
could prove Sofia´s presence in that house. Opening the cabinets the blond
princess threw its contents out, moving to the wardrobe she stopped, only for a
moment to notice the rich suits and jackets that it contained, before
remembering her mission and started throwing things out and checking inside.
She even looked under the bed, hoping to find her sister´s tiara under it
"Ugh this is frustrating," The blonde princess said not caring for the mess she
was leaving "if I were a villain and a thief, where would I leave the stolen
goods?" finally she decide to check the desk hoping that what she was looking
where there.
Opening a desk cabinet she began to throw out paper after paper, until
something shining call her attention. For a moment she believed that she has
found what she was looking, but she was disappointed at taking the object just
to see that was a snow globe. Although one really beautiful since it was
laminate in gold a jewels, plus the snow inside looked like diamond dust.
"Well this is a surprise." Said Amber
"This is one more!" Screamed a voice behind her causing her to drop the snow
globe.
Turning around she saw a man with fair skin, freckles across his nose, auburn
hair, sideburns, and green eyes. Wearing navy blue trousers, black boots, a
magenta cravat, blue shirt, indigo vest, black epaulets, white gloves, gold
aiguillette, and a light gray-and-black blazer with patterns.
"I leave for ten minutes to get lunch and when I return I find a little thief
in my room," Said the man angry
"Thi…thief? I, I" Yelled Amber feeling insulted "I'm not the thief here"
"Oh really? ...you could have fooled me if it wasn't for THIS" The man shouted
pointing out the mess that the princess let behind on her hurried quest, "or
THAT" He then pointed the now broken globe (spilling it's contain on the
carped) "trying to steal my limited edition and expensive golden snow globe?"
"I DIDNT TRY TO STEAL ANYTHING!" Yelled Amber, before taking a deep breath,
trying to calm down "and I'm not a thief…I am Princess Amber of Enchantia and…"
"And I am Prince Hans of southern islands and I want to know what YOU are doing
in MY room?" Interrupted Hans
"Your…your room?" Stutterer Amber
"Yes MY room!"
"But then this is not Gaston´s room?" She said, looking round really well this
time at the room, getting horrified by the state she has left the place.
"No, this is not Gaston´s room," Said the prince "do you really think that
someone like him would live in a place like this?"
"No I didn't think," She said embarrassed.
"That's obvious," Continued Hans looking around "so what we have here is,
breaking into a room that is not yours, going through my things, breaking an
invaluable object, and also yelling at the owner of the place." With each
sentence he gets closer and closer to Amber until he is in front of her and
bows to her level "also you are a princess," He said pointing her tiara
"meaning that you shouldn't be here, at the villains mansion unless you were
invited to it…were you invited?"
The princess shakes her head.
"No, I didn't think so." He rises again and turn around "so I don't have
another option here than to notify the others of your presence here and to call
your parents"
Amber´s head shot up at that and fear invaded her. Her parents would be very
disappointed if not furious at her for not only lying about her whereabouts,
but the fact she entered in Villains' domain, enter someone else's room and
mess with it (even more so, fellow royalty) they will certainly ground her for
life but also she will be never trusted again and not the least of all, the
look that her father will give her…she couldn't allow that to happen.
"WAIT PLEASE DON'T!" She cried. "Please you don't understand."
"Oh and what should I understand?" Asked Hans, stopping and turning to look at
her
"Look…my sister…she was here some time ago." Try to explain Amber "and I think
something happened to her here since she never left her tiara unless…"
"So you are saying, it's that you only do you broke in here because your sister
doesn't have a tiara?" He asked like she had just said the dumbest thing of
all.
"Well…something like that," She said weakly "and she mentioned Gaston and was
acting strange"
"Any girl who meets Gaston ends up acting weird the first time" He responded
"later they act smarter and ignore the guy or kick him, whatever he acted
before" He then turn back to the door "what you just told me, is that another
princess has been breaking the rules and I'm sure that your parents would like
to hear about this."
Amber wanted to hit herself, not only she will be grounded for her reckless
behavior, but now even Sofia will be in trouble.
"Please no," She begged "this was just my mistake…please, I will do anything to
fix this," She cried, almost in tears.
Hans' hand stopped over the knob of the door, and hidden was the ember of a
smile adorning his face, "hook, line and sinker" He thought before subtly
locking the door.
…
Hans and Gaston had an estranged friendship between them. They both think that
they deserve more than what life has dealt them, both are not afraid of going
to extremes to gain what they want, and although Gaston is more of a womanizer
than Hans, both of them have the same problem. Woman tend to hate them. Their
reputation has cause that any of the pretty girls (that let's face it the great
majority are on the "good" side) to try a get the maximum space between any of
the two and them. And although Gaston tends to be ignored, slapped or even
beaten by any girl (or boy who see him flirting) Hans had it worse since there
is no moment he didn't feel watched when he goes out, and has even had some
weapons pointed at him.
So it was a surprise that in one of their "get togethers" in the "Villain
Hunters Club" Gaston appeared with a big smile and happy of the life. After
asking, the hunter revealed to the prince the "conquest" he made with one of
the princesses, shocking the villainous prince. After filling all the blanks
and details Hans scold at his bad luck saying that "he won't even get the luck
to pull something like that" – feeling a little bad for his friend (they are
villains, pity is not something they generally like to show to others), Gaston
tells him that he may have a solution. Turns out that Princess Sofia sister
(Princess Amber) who suspected that something had happened to her sister and
had been trying (and failing) to spy on him and one time she fell into one of
Gaston´s hunter traps. After getting her down (and enjoying a nice view of her
knickers) she reveals that Sofia mentioned him by name and that she spent the
afternoon with him.
Before she left she had said that "she would find proof that he did something
to Sofia," and has been trying to catching him ever since. The hunter proposed
to the prince that he will lure Amber to the mansion and into the prince´s room
so he can have a similar experience to what he did.
The plan had worked like a charm and now the princess was trapped.
…
Hans turns to Amber "Anything you say?" The blonde princess shifted nervously
at the hungry look the prince is giving her
"Ye-yes…I will clean this mess and even repay you for the snow globe." She says
hurriedly.
"Tempting but no," He says but before she can offer anything else he continues
"I have something else in mind, and if you follow my instructions to the
letter, I won't tell anyone about this little…incident….deal?"
Amber thought about for a moment "D…deal."
The smile on Han´s face grow a little.
"Splendid…now go and stand in the middle of the room and don't move."
The princess, a little confused but more relieved, did what he instructed and
stood still in the center of the room. Hans for his part, walked over to his
desk and taking the chair, he moves close to where Amber was and stood, placing
the chair in his chosen position he sat down and he began to look over her
body, deciding on his next move.
The blond princess felt a little nervous when the prince spoke again.
"Ok I have decided," He says "hike up your skirt."
"W-what?" She asked confused.
"You heard me…hike up your skirt."
Confused by this the princess takes a hold of her skirt and slowly lifts it a
little, like she always does when walking.
"Higher," Replied the prince.
The princess raised her skirt more, revealing her amber colored shoes.
"Higher."
Starting to feel even more nervous, the princess hiked more of her skirt,
showing her creamy legs to the prince, whose smile returned full force.
"Higher."
Her hands began to tremble as her raised it just a little more, knowing that
she is showing him the full length of her legs now and that she is almost at
her underwear.
"Higher." ordered Hans.
"But…but," She tried to speak, to argue.
"Higher." repeated the prince before lowering his tone a little "show me you
underwear."
"Wha…what?!" Yelled the shocked princess, letting her skirt fall and causing a
scowl to appear on his face.
"You hear me, show me your underwear…don't you think I didn't notice that," He
says pointing at a pile of clothes that Amber threw before. Looking good at
them she realized that it was underwear…grown man underwear. The face of the
princess become redder.
"You looked at mine and now I'm going to look at yours." The voice of the
prince broke her from her daze "I think that, that's fair."
"But I never…I can't…" She tried to say. Showing her knickers to a
man…SCANDALOUS if her mother ever learned about it…
"Very well then," He says standing up "I think we don't have anything else to
do here…so let us go and notify your parents."
"WHAT!"
"We had a deal and it seems that you won't hold up your end of it so…"
"NO WAIT!"
Amber was trembling. On the one hand doing something like that was going
against everything she had been taught about being a princess and she could
just decline to do it. But on the other hand, if she doesn't do what he says
then not only will she would be disappointed in and be in troubles with her
parents (something she doesn't want to do) but also Sofia will be involved in
something that not even she is certain is real or not.
Either way she will lose something…so better be the lesser of the two.
"I…I will do it" She says, bowing her head down, but trying to be strong "just
give me another chance and I will do what you want."
Hans smiles ones again. This could end well for him after all…maybe he can push
it a little bit more.
"Very well I will give you another chance" He said "however…for questioning me
this time I will add another thing for you to do…do you agree?" Seeing no way
out, she nodded "very well." He sits down once again "then proceed."
Trying to keep her nerves under control, Amber bends a little and takes hold of
the edge of her skirt. Trembling, she begins to rise, raising the hem of her
gown with her, stopping once she reached the point where she was before.
Looking at Hans, the prince has a look of expectation and give her a nod.
Closing her eyes, and taking a deep breath she gives a final tug to the cloth.
The smile on Hans' face reached its maximum as he started to feel rather exited
at what he saw.
"Very well," He says standing up "now don't move until I say so" He gets close
to Amber and kneels down.
Looking this close, Hans can appreciate the young cream colored legs of the
princess, going up from her form her dainty feet, hiding inside her shoes, up
to the beginning of her yellow colored, cotton lace knickers.
Taking off his gloves he puts his left hand on her right thigh (causing Amber
to shudder at the feeling of his big warm hand) feeling the soft skin.
"Gaston really was right" He thought as he began to move his hand, massaging
the princess "it's like touching a cloud, or something like that."
Princess Amber, for her part, was starting to feel a weird sensation as the
villain massaged her thigh, in a way no one had done before.
"ummm…ummm…what are you" She started to ask, but the prince put his other hand
on her left thigh and begin to make the same movement.
"Relax," He said getting his face close to her covered crotch "this is the
other thing I want you to do…just stay still."
"But that is where…ah ahhhh." The princess let a scream as Hans' face touched
her panty covered crotch and his hands moved behind her legs.
"This is part of the deal." He said as his hands firmly cup her buttocks "so
take it."
Suddenly Amber realized that something was not right, and that she shouldn't
let him touch her that way or be that close to her "special area".
"WAIT you can't…" But his hands gripped her ass and pushed it, forcing her
crotch into his mouth where he gave a big suck "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
Letting go of her skirt; the cloth fell over his head, while his hands massage
her rear and his tongue begin to lick over her knickers.
"Ah ah…wait…ah, ah… what are you…ah ah…you can't lick there…ah ah…" The sudden
feeling returned with full force at his sudden attack while a heat emerged from
her core and started to spread throughout her body. One of her hands rested on
the covered head of the prince while her legs threatened to buckle beneath her
but the strong hands of the prince supported her while as they got more daring
and his fingers began to slip under the cloth of her panties, touching her
naked flesh and sending more shocks through her body.
Hans was, mentally, thanking Gaston, as his teeth play with the cover of the
pussy in front of him, and his tongue just had to taste the reward behind it, a
stain start to soak the previous dry cloth. Granting him a taste of her sweet
nectar.
But it's not enough…as always, he wanted more.
Taking one hand from her posterior (and readjusting the other to support her
trembling form) he moves it to the front and uses it to move aside the cover
and began assaulting her directly.
That was the line, he crossed it eagerly.
"Wait…NO…AH…No...No…AH." The tongue suddenly shot more inside"…AH, AH… no
no…NOOOOOOOO!" with incredible strength Amber manage to break the hold forcing
Hans out of her skirt and away from her, as she falls to the floor.
For a moment Hans is surprised by the sudden resistance but quickly his
expression changes to one of annoyance and irritation.
The princess in front of him was breathing hard while trying to control the
warm feeling that invaded her body. Her legs are shaking so much that she could
not find the strength to stand up. Her mind was also turmoil of emotion and no
clear thought comes to her.
Scowling, the prince stands up and moves over to the fallen princess. It was
time to get serious.
Amber was just recovering when she felt the presence of Hans behind her, and
his hands moving, one to her lower back and other behind her neck, holding her
in place. Before she could cry out or ask what he was doing she felt the hand
on her back working on the ties of her dress.
"Wait!…what are you….?" But her question came too late, the ties came undone
and the hand travelled fast to her neck and help the other to unbutton the
hidden dress clasps. With his work done Hans stood back up and backed up a
little before speaking with harsh voice.
"Take it off."
Fear filled the princess´s mind.
"What?" She asked, tiredness forgotten.
"Your dress…TAKE. IT. OFF."
Standing up, (thanks to the sudden shot of adrenaline) Amber backed away from
Hans who in her eyes was no longer a prince, but a full-fledged villain.
"No…I'm not doing that!" She yelled "that was not what we agreed...and…and…"
She takes a breath "AND NEITHER WAS THAT…THAT...STUFF YOU JUST DO TO ME."
"The deal is off." Says Hans "since you won't obey…I told you that you couldn't
move until I said so, yet you did."
"YOU ARE DESPICABLE!" The princess yelled.
"AND WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?" He yelled back.
"I'm going to go a tell my parents!" She spat and the room fell into silence
"What did you say?"
"I'm…going…I'm going to tell them." She says "I'm going to tell them the
truth…that...that brute of Gaston did something to Sofia and they will come!"
"I'm going to bet they will be happy to hear about that." Hans says looking and
sounding smooth "especially after they and your fellow princesses learn about
what you did here and what they would think."
"They would never believe you." She stated as a thought occurs to her "you are
a villain…and I'm a princess…their daughter…they would never believe someone
like you!" Mentally Amber kicked herself for not thinking about that sooner.
But cunning is Hans specialty for a reason and with a smile he walks over to
the bookshelf.
"Oh, so you think that I won't be believed then?" He selected and removed from
one of the higher shelves, he reveals a hidden camera behind. "After the first
three times my fellow *AHEM* neighbors intruded here to steal from me I decided
to take my security a little more seriously."
The smile on Amber´s face vanished.
"So I think that your parents would believe me, after watching this recording
of you messing with my room."
Amber fell into silence, while her mind was trying to find a way out
"They would see," She began "they would see what you did too."
"That's true," Hans begin starting to get close to the princess "They would
see, your friends would see, all the other princesses would see…but you see…as
you said I'm a villain…they would never expect less from me…but YOU…a princess
doing such shameful things…because if you don't know what WE just did, it's not
something a princess of your age should do…just imagine the scandal."
That's exactly what Amber was doing. Imagining the faces of her parents, of her
friends, been rejected by her fellow princesses for doing whatever Hans did to
her and what she allowed it. Before she could retort something Hans went in for
the kill.
"And imagine Sofia…what will happen to her?" She looks at him with horror.
"After all Gaston may or may not have do something to her like we did, and he
may or may not have also had a camera filming the whole thing." Getting in her
personal space he finishes her "you are born from royalty, that could save
you…but your sister doesn't have that luck does she?"
The body of the blonde princess trembled.
"Please…" She said her voice but a whisper.
"Please….what?" Asked Hans.
The princess raised her head, showing the tears streaming down her face.
"I would do anything you ask but please…PLEASE…leave her out of this." She
begs.
"That depends on you." He said with a smile and getting back into his chair
again "Take it off."
Shaking, the princess takes hold of the neck of her dress and pulls it up.
Without the ties and clasps the cloth passed above her head with ease. Then,
with some difficulty, she retracts first her right arm and then her left one,
inside the dress. Then using both arms she push the cloth up. Grazing the dress
from the inside she pulls the fabric of the gown away, letting the cloth fall
onto the floor, leaving her naked with only her shoes, stained underwear and
tiara on.
Hans swallow some saliva in his mouth. Like her legs the skin of the fair
princess is white like milk giving her a divine aura around her. Her childish
breasts were perky and even a little develop for someone of her age, a clear
areola and nipples that were beginning to get harder at the cold air in the
room.
Amber never felt so embarrassed than in that moment. No one except her mother
and her maids had ever seen her, this naked before, and the way that Hans was
looking at her made her feel like she was been observed by a hungry predator.
Unconsciously her arms begin to move to cover her naked chest while her eyes
close hoping for this to be over soon.
She hears the sound of footsteps and the chair being pulled closer to her. Then
the sound of buttons been undo and clothing been removed and landing on the
floor.
"Open your eyes." She hears the voice of Hans, she does what he said….just to
receive yet another surprise.
The villain had taken off his trousers and underwear, leaving his large erected
cock for the princess to see, right in front of her.
"What…what it's…" She tries to speak but the horror leaves her silent.
"This is your next assignment." He stated, taking her head with his hand and
sitting back down, carefully forcing her to her knees, leaving her face close
and level just short of being level with his member.
"It stinks!" She cried on surprise.
"Your fault" Answer Hans "I was about to take a shower when I found you…but now
you will help to clean it." Amber looked up both confused and scared. "First
take it with your hands and begin to massage it, rub it up and down."
Slowly, hesitantly taking hold of the member from the middle, Amber began to
move her hands like he told her. Up and down she went, slowly.
"Oh god…princess, you do have soft hand….arrrh." Hans moaned, feeling really
good "that's right, continue…a little faster." The princess continued, her
hands moving a little faster. Soon the groans of the prince began to be heard
and from the tip Amber could see something coming out as a liquid substance
started to ooze out.
"Something is happening." She said "it's leaking something."
"Then clean it." He ordered.
"But...but with what?" She asked, stopping, looking round for something to
clean.
Hans roughly grabbed her head and brought it closer to the tip.
"Use your tongue." He said "go ahead give it a lick."
With one last doubt the princess slowly stuck out her tongue and gave it a
light lick. Immediately she recoiled at the taste.
"It's gross and salty." She complains "I've never tasted anything so bad
before!"
"Well you are about to." And quickly he grabs her head and pulling her in, his
tip pushing past her startled lips and inserting his full length inside her
warm, moist mouth.
Amber released a shocked, muffled scream, feeling the intrusion into her mouth.
She began to thrash, trying to get away for what was cutting her respiration
while a salty taste fill her mouth.
"Don't you dare bite me, you hear me!" Hans said, pulling his member out a
little (allowing the princess to gasp a quick breath), before thrusting his
member back in once again.
In and out, in and out, Hans moved his member inside the princess's mouth "oh
god…your mouth is so tight, this is…ahhh…god dammit…I'm really enjoying this
ah, ah, ah."
Amber for his part was more than scared.
"Ohh god…this stinks…I can't breathe!" She thought, she felt sick "please make
it stop…PLEASE SOMBODY HELP!" Tears fall from her eyes. Hans stops for a moment
and pulls his member out.
"Hey…if you want me to finish, then start using your tongue."
"*cough cough*…what…?" But Hans intruded once again.
"Ah ah ah…use the tongue use it!" Her mind screamed.
"Oh that's it, oh." Hans moaned as the tongue of the princess tried to twirl in
her mouth. "Oh I don't think I can hold it much longer!"
"Ah-its getting bigger" The princess felt "what is going…"
"AH…here I come!" Screams Hans "CUMMING!"
And a thick, salty liquid filled the mouth of the princess. The princess tried
to swallow it, but the taste and stench were causing her to want to throw up.
Finally Hans removed his member from the princess, allowing her to crawl away a
little before spilling all out over her discarded dress.
"*cough cough*…. agghhhh…..*cough cough.*"
Hans observe the form of the princess sweat and cum from her mouth beginning to
cover the front of her body as she coughed and threw the foul liquid out of her
mouth. But what caught the attention of the villain; was the wet stain that was
in the princess underwear and how much bigger it was than before.
"Looks to me like I wasn't the only one having fun." Said the prince.
Amber turned to look him with eyes full of tears, fear and hate.
"Oh don't be like that," His smile appeared again. "In fact we are not over
yet," He stood up and walked over to the princess, who tried to back up in
fear. "There is one thing left to do."
He grabs her and picks her up.
"NO! LET ME GO! NO, NO!" Amber cried, trying to fight but the prince wouldn't
let her go and threw her with incredible force onto the bed. Bouncing on the
mattress (losing one of her shoes in the process) the princess looked up with
fear as Hans took off his shirt and vest and begin to crawl onto the bed
towards her. In desperation, she takes her remaining shoe off and throws it at
him, but he just caught it and throws it over his shoulder, while giving her a
smile and a "really look?"
Scared, Amber tried to crawl away, but the prince grabs her ankle and pulls her
to him.
"Relax princess," He says, letting her go. Amber try to crawl away again but he
grabs her again, but this time uses one hand to grab the hem of her knickers
"this will just hurt a little" He roughly pulls her underwear off and throws it
away.
"NO! NO LET ME GO!" Amber cried "PLEASE…SOMEBODY…MOM…DAD…HELP ME!"
Pulling her leg again, Hans position her under his body. Amber tried to hit him
but he caught both hands and pinned them down, but she continued to thrash and
move around.
"Have you forgotten about Sofia?" Asked Hans and Amber's movements ceased.
"Remember if you play nice she won't be suffering any type of humiliation."
The princess´s eyes filled with fresh tears that slowly glide down her cheeks.
Hans released his hold on her hands, but she doesn't make any attempt to move,
to try and escape.
"Good girl." He says, patting her head mockingly, before kissing her.
Surprised by this but not making any moves, more than spilling tears, Amber let
Hans´s tongue roam freely inside her mouth, sucking her own tongue while
stealing her first kiss.
Finally Hans separated his mouth from hers and begin to lick her neck, slowly
going down, sending shocks throughout her body until he finds her petite
breasts.
"So cute." He gave it a light lick, before taking it inside his mouth and
lightly sucking at it while his hand fondled the other.
"Ah…ah…ah…please…no…" The little princess panted. Hans bit her nipple "AHHHHHH"
He licked around the areola while his hand twisted the other nipple "AH…that
hurt" Finally he released the nipple (that soon found itself been licked) and
his hand travelled south, to her tight and up until he touches her womanhood.
"Ummm…someone is getting wet." He said with a smile before tracing his finger
over her entrance.
"AHHHHHH!"
"Sensitive." He says, moving his body so her legs and pussy were in the air,
directly under his gaze "but so pretty" Pale as the rest of her body, the
little untouched slit looked soft and inviting to his eyes.
"Please no…that's embarrassing," She cries covering her eyes.
Getting close to it, he wagged his face side by side into her womanhood until
his mouth once again claps over her crotch and his tongue began its work over
her.
"Ah, ah, ah no please not there!" She cries, feeling the warm sensations once
again. He continues to caress her with his lips. Up and down with his tongue
licks the tender flesh while the princess begins to feel like she was losing
her mind. Her legs shift and flex around his head, unconsciously forcing him
deeper into her folds.
The prince takes advantage of this and forces his tongue deeper, feeling her
inner walls. One of his hands travels to her pussy, spreading her labia for him
to see her inner flower. "Ah I'm… I'm feeling…ah…please….uhhhhg…stop I
think…ah…something…ah…its coming…ah…ah!" Knowing what's about to happen, Hans
begin to speed up his movements "Ah ah…NO AHH…AH…IM GONNA…AH..AHH…SOILD
MYSELF…AH AH…AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Soon the love juices of the princess rain
over his face and down onto the bed.
"Well look at that….wetting my bed now?" Mocked Hans "for shame princess, one
could think bad of you" One of his fingers traced the wet slit and slipped
inside with ease "Well I think that's all I need." He says, looking down at the
hard breathing princess.
"Does….Does that mean that it's over?" Her mind wonders.
But alas that was not the case. Hans lower the legs of the princess and
position himself on her entrance.
"Wait…what's that?!" She thought in alarm feeling something hard down there.
Smiling one more time, Hans began to move his member.
"WAIT WHAT?!…AHHHHH…NO STOP…THAT HURTS!" Amber cries while Hans was trying to
get his member inside her, "AHHHH STOP!" The tip of his shaft enters
"AHHHHHHHHH STOOOOPPPPPPP!" She tries to kick him but the Hans catches her by
the ankle and spread her leg to gain more easy access.
"Aggh you are so tight," Grunts the prince, using his other hand to grab the
princes by the waist and start pulling her, trying to aid his member in
entering her.
"JUST STOP, JUST STOP….. PLEASE!" Cried Amber but the cock was slowly entering
her, expanding her interior against her will until it stopped for a moment.
"Finally there's the barrier." He pulls out a little to prepare
"ok…this…IS….IT!" grabbing her waist he thrusts and pulls her at the same time,
breaking the barrier and getting his full length inside her.
"GAAAHHHHHHHH!" Amber´s eyes rolled inside her head as she chokes a scream of
pain, while feeling her insides been filled by Hans´s member.
"Ahhh so…tight ahhhh!" Hans spat in bliss "you really are tight princess."
Pulling out a little he thrusted once again, waking Amber from her shock
"IT HURTSSSSSSSSSS!"
"That's the first time for you." He says and began to go in and out of the
princess.
"AH AH AH…NO PLEASE…IT HURTS…AHH PLEASE STOP… AH…. AH….AH!" Thrusting first
slow and then gaining speed the prince enjoyed every moment of the virgin flesh
that surrounded his member.
"Ahhh… this is great….aaggh…so good…it's so tight and warm…oh god YES." Seeing
the trapped leg on his hand, he opens his mouth approaching the feet and
closing it around her toes massaging them with his tongue moaning at the taste
of the princess.
"NO NOT THAT!" Ambers yells "that…that´s dirty…don't do that…ah…ah…ah!" With
each thrust the mind of the princess begin to lose focus. Soon the only thing
that she registers was the in and out motions of the member and the hits it
gives to her womb releasing a shock throughout her body, every time it goes
back in, as Hans licks her sole multiple times.
Watching the eyes of the princess begin to glaze over, Hans release the leg and
turning around without getting out of her, he falls on his back, moving his
hips thrusting without stopping.
"AH, AH, AH, AH!" The princess pants. While Hans´s hands grab her breasts again
twisting her nipples.
"Ah, ah, ah…please stop….ah let me go!" She cries out in pain, starting to
recede and a wet smacking sound start to fill the air as her screams of pain
begin to transform into moans of pleasure causing the villain to smile.
"I don't think so princess!" He said, sitting on the bed still thrusting.
Amber almost falls but he keeps hold of her by the waist, keeping her in place.
"Finally it seems that you are getting comfortable." He said, keeping a hand on
her breast. Stopping for a moment he adopted a thinking pose "but something is
till amiss…ummm…oh I know THIS!" He suddenly grabs her tiara and tears it from
her head. Causing her hair to falls loose and messy.
"Noooo GIVE IT BACK!" She reacts seen him taking her last symbol of her royal
status as princess and tries to take it back but he keeps it out of reach,
causing his member to begin to slip out of her but Hans gives her a very hard
push, sending her down again and ceasing her attempts.
"Sorry but I don't think you should keep this anymore." He throws the tiara
away and takes a moment to admire her new style. "There much better…I think
like you more like this." And then he started to thrust again, this time with
more force.
"AH AH AH NOOO…TOO MUCH….. STOOOP!" Cries Amber as her hair bounced in front of
her face and back with each movement.
"Agh agh see that's better," He kisses her. He plays with her tongue a little
while thrusting and rotating her forcing his member to touch and threat to
penetrate the entrance of her womb. At the same time he began to suck and nip
at her breasts with is teeth, pulling her nipples with his teeth and making the
pale skin turn red from his abuse.
Finally he feels that he is reaching his limit.
"Ah ah…I'm getting close…ah, ah, be ready to receive me!"
"AH AH AH WHAT?" She realized what was going to happen when she felt his member
getting bigger. "NO…I DON'T WHAT THAT STICKY THING INSIDE ME…No…..AH AH
AH…STOP….AH..AH…"
"TOO LATE PRINCESS… AH AH… IM CUMMING"
"NO NO AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Amber felt the warm sensation of cum filling her
insides, and a feeling of loss and hopeless bloom in her heart alongside the
sensation of been dirty in more than one way.
"Ah, ah no…I didn't want this…" Tears begin to fall from her eyes.
"I disagree with you." He pulls out letting her fall on the bed. Her hair
spreading out under her sweat covered her body. Cum and blood gushing out of
her pussy, "I really wanted this to happen"
Getting out of bed Hans picks up the discarded dress "maybe you shouldn't have
acted so reckless in the first place." He then began to clean his member with
it covering the soft material with blood and cum.
"Maybe if you could have stopped for a moment and thought things through better
you would not have fallen into such an obvious trap." He let the ruined cloth
fall again on the floor "I think I will take a bath. Feel free to rest and get
dressed if you want." He gives the naked princess a look, admiring the shine of
the sweat on her body, the marks on her no longer pale breasts and even the
liquids spilling out of her former untouched pussy "or not…any way I don't
really care." A thought comes to his head "in fact…I think I would like some
company and you need a good clean." Grabbing Amber by the waist he carries her
to his bathroom leaving a trail of sex juices and virgin blood behind him.
As the door of the bathroom closes, a key opens the main door and Gaston enters
the room holding a bottle of wine and a glass. Looking around his eyes fall on
the stained dress on the floor and the trail leading to the bathroom; the
hunter can't help but let a small laugh escape his mouth.
"Definitely…there is no best friend like Gaston." The hunter boasted, entering
the room and giving it a look "although it may be better if I teach him to not
leave such a mess behind…I think that's what caused his girl problems in the
first place." Leaving the bottle and glass on one of the nightstand table he
turned around to leave.
"Better come back later to get the details and receive the well-deserved
gratitude," As he was leaving he noticed the princess's underwear and tiara
close to the door. "Now which one would be the better trophy for a prince?" He
wondered aloud, picking both items up. "It's always important keep a reminder
of your successes." He extended his arm, lifting the knickers and giving them a
good long look, and then he takes the tiara with his other hand
"uhmmmm….decisions, decisions…" He pondered playing with the cloth and giving
the jewel a good look "…ugh sometimes it's difficult bring a good friend."
And with that he leaves, locking the door again behind him.
A/N First contribution written by, Darkness Rissing as stated at the top.
Once again the email to send contributions to is: incubus at asia . c o m
at = the a in a cirlce
***** From Princess To Slave *****
Chapter Summary
     Cinderella is back where she started.
Characters: Cinderella, Drizella, Anastasia, Lady Tremaine, Edgar Balthazar
Categories: Cinderella, The Aristocats
Contains: Femslash, Slave, Incest, Smothering/Queening, Fisting, SM, Rape,
Spanking, Anal, Shoe Fucking, Findom
Requested By: Darkness Rissing
A young girl crept through the night. She possessed fair, flawless even, skin,
pink lips and twinkling blue eyes, medium-length strawberry-blonde hair with
soft bangs, pulled into a French twist that is complimented with light silver
band over it. She was of average height with a slender hourglass figure,
attired in a sparkling silvery-blue ball gown with a low-cut neckline, lighter
peplum, capped sleeves, opera gloves and a delicate laced white petticoat with
a pair of glass slippers topped with sparkly hearts, she wears a simple black
choker around her neck and long evening gloves cover most of her arms beneath
her opera gloves.
Cinderella's gown glittered in the night, her bare skin prickled against the
cool night air. Her oceanic eyes glancing round every few steps, she rounded a
street corner. She paused at a open large, black, cast iron gate, she swallowed
before stepping through the gateway.
She could just make out the outline of aged statues, half broken, decorating
the front lawn of the mansion. She swallowed once again, her heart pounding
within her chest, her fingers flexing at her side as she strolled over the
cracked path, pausing before crossing a wooden bride, below her a moat that
encircled the mansion. She slowly ascended the cracked marble steps, stopping
outside the wooden doorway.
Cinderella raised her hand, curling it into a fist, hesitating, before knocking
on the old door. She winced slightly as she retracted her hand, briefly
wondering if anyone heard, the thick door muffling her knock.
The creaking of the door echoed throughout the night air. Cinderella's hands
balled into nervous fists at her sides as she was met by an aged man at the
door.
He stood with a strict posture, a slender man with fair skin, half bald and
dark grey hair, and black eyebrows. He wore a black coat, a vest with a brown
front, a black bowtie, a white dress shirt with red cufflinks, lacy pink
armbands with red linings, grey stirrup pants, pink suspenders and black shoes
with medium grey splats.
The man known as Edgar Balthazar stepped aside, extending his right arm,
ushering the princess in.
"Greetings Princess Cinderella." His tone was polite and respectful despite his
dislike for her and her brethren.
"Thank you Edgar, not to be rude by why…." Cinderella greeted as she stepped
over the threshold, her question dying in her throat.
"Not all of us are royalty, I am merely here for a little extra cash, Lady
Tremaine informed me of your arrival, I trust you know where to find the room?"
the blonde winced at hint of a mocking tone in his voice.
Cinderella gave no answer and simply left the villainous butler behind.
"Have fun." The aged man called after her.
XXX
Cinderella paused outside a single door along an extended hallway on the top
floor of the mansion. Just like home many doors decorated the corridor, suits
of armour filling the space between them with a scarlet carpet lining the
floor. The door before her had a familiar fat cat carved into the centre of the
top of the door.
She raised her fist once again and knocked on the door. A muffled 'enter'
sounded soon after.
Cinderella entered the room, slowly closing the door behind her. She slowly
turned to face the three sets of eyes watching her, subtly taking in the
interior of the room. There was a single four poster, queen-sized bed, a dark
mahogany dresser rested against the wall with a wardrobe at its side (1).
The fair-skinned Lady Tremaine stood behind her two daughters, her thin red
lips set in her signature dark smirk upon her heart-shaped face; her sickly
green eyes seemed to almost glow in the darkness of the room. She possessed a
rather large hooked nose with pronounced creases on either sides of it. Her
attire consisted of green orb-shaped earrings, a crimson gown with a golden
brooch near her neck with a green gem embedded within it, her gown possessing a
high purple collar with extended purple sleeves and a green ring on her right
ring finger. Her grey hear styled in a high heart-shaped pompadour, her dark
cane resting in her light yet firm grip.
Before the well-aged woman stood her eldest daughter Drizella, who possessed a
slender figure, a fair skinned complexion like her mother, shoulder length,
dark brown hair with rolled locks on the back. She was clothed in a chartreuse
coloured long sleeved nightgown with a white ribbon in the centre and a
matching sleeping hat. She smirked at the blonde before her, pointing her nose
in the air.
And to the right of Drizella stood Anastasia, much like her sister and mother
she had a slender figure, a fair complexion, she had long red hair with black
eyes. Her attire consisted of a magenta long sleeved nightgown with a white
ribbon in the centre over her chest with a matching sleeping hat much like her
older sister. Though unlike Drizella Anastasia's gaze was locked on Cinderella,
chewing her bottom lip as to stop a large grin from splitting across her face.
"Greetings mother." Cinderella bowed her head, her stepsister's large bare feet
filling her gaze, Anastasia's toes were painted a deep red and Drizella's a
lime green. "Sisters."
"Hello, princess." Anastasia spat as she and her sister stepped forward, taking
up a position on either side of the blonde.
"It has been…too long since we last saw you Cinderella, I do hope your time in
a life of luxury hasn't distracted you from your true calling." Lady Tremaine
drawled.
"I think she has mother, she seems to have forgotten how to greet her betters."
Drizella sniffed.
"Y-You are not…my betters."
"What did you say? Speak up girl!" Lady Tremaine snapped.
"I said, you are not my betters! All my life you have been treating me like
dirt and using, abusing me as you please! But no more!" the blonde's voice was
firm, her head lifting as her anger fuelled gaze met her stepmother's.
"And what are you going to do? You're nothing but a simple, cowardly serving
girl." Anastasia laughed.
"I am not a serving girl…I'm a princess, I'm a strong independent woman and I'm
not going to do things I don't want to, least of all because you say so! I'm
cleaning my hands of you! You have no power over me!"
Both Anastasia and Drizella take half a step towards Cinderella only to stop as
the base of their mother's cane hit the floor and raised her hand as to quell
their anger.
"Independent?" she laughed "You only got where you are now by marrying your
prince, when he leaves you, you will no longer be royalty. I wouldn't call that
independent."
Anastasia and Drizella giggle.
"You say you're a strong princess, and that we have no power over you, that you
will not do anything you don't want to anymore…well that's all well and good my
dear, I just have one question."
Cinderella said nothing.
"If you don't want anything to do with us…then why are you here?"
The blonde went rigid.
"Wh-What?"
"If you really don't want anything to do with us, to as you so eloquently put
it, clean your hands of us, then all you must have done is simply not come here
tonight, just ignore us and never speak to us again. And yet you came here, why
is that dear? Is it that you actually enjoyed how we treat you?"
Drizella and Anastasia shared a look, dark grins splitting across their faces.
"Wh-What are you t-talking about? Y-You treated me like a slave. You…"
"And you liked it." Lady Tremaine finished.
"N-No!"
"You liked being ordered around, to be looked down upon by us." Lady Tremaine
smirked.
"Wh-Why would I-I like…"
"Why because it's your rightful place dear."
"No!"
Slap
Cinderella turned with the momentum of the strike to face Anastasia. Drizella's
hand print illuminating on her cheek. The blonde's eyes were wide with shock.
Drizella had hit her. She had slapped her.
"How dare you speak to my mother that way?! Who the hell do you think you are?"
Drizella spat.
Slap
This time it was Anastasia. Cinderella managed to catch herself this time
before she stumbled too close to the eldest of the two sisters.
"Yeah! You're just a serving girl and that's what you will always be, mother's
word is law as far as you're concerned."
Both her cheeks flushed with pain and embarrassment.
"B-Bu…"
Slap
Drizella again.
"Foolish girl, if you were meant to be royalty you would have been born with
blue blood rather than having to seduce it."
Tears welled in the blonde's eyes. She was unsure if it was from the pain or
her 'family's' words. She was sorely tempted to remind her stepmother she tried
to have her daughters do the same thing.
"And even when you did, you just left us. I kept you, clothed you and fed you
ever since your father died and you repay us by running off with a prince and
never letting us see a single penny of your new fortune."
Cinderella opened her mouth only to be cut off again.
"Silence. I did not give you permission to speak. You know had the prince
married Anastasia or Drizella I wouldn't have left you behind, I'd give you a
job in the palace. Yet you gave us nothing, not even a small allowance to keep
your father's home afloat."
Lady Tremaine's words stung her. Most of the sting coming from her comment on
her late father.
"You showed your true colours that day Cinderella." Cinderella squeezed her
eyes shut.
"Enough! You treated me like a slave for over a decade and this place stopped
being mine and my father's home the second you took it!" the girl's shouts soon
became screams as Drizella's hand took hold of the blonde's hair, her hand
curling into a fist as she yanked the poor girl from one side to the other, her
knees buckling.
"How dare you talk to mother like that!" Drizella's saliva coated Cinderella's
face.
Cinderella stumbled back, trying to fight her way out of her stepsister's grip,
wincing. Anastasia smirked, stepping forward, her fist ensnaring the back of
Cinderella's dress before yanking it back, Drizella released her hold and the
blonde flew back.
Anastasia pulled back, tearing a large piece of Cinderella's gown from her
back, she and her sister laughing as the blonde fell to the floor, upper back
exposed, her hair a mess – her band now in Drizella's grip. Low groans emitted
from the princess.
"Listen to yourself, groaning like a common whore, not very fitting for a
'princess' now is it?" Drizella sneered, placing a strong mocking tone on her
stepsister's title.
Cinderella's eyes squeezed shut; Drizella's insult echoing throughout her mind.
Anastasia laughed again, claiming a handful of Cinderella's gown before tearing
it away and tossing it the floor, leaving the blonde's slender stocking clad
leg exposed.
"Then perhaps she should dress like one." The redhead quipped, Drizella's
response was to tear more of the gown away; revealing Cinderella's other leg –
the blonde cried out as she felt her stepsisters begin to shred her gown as
they had her mother's pink dress the night of the ball.
A light blush tinged the blonde's cheek as the segment of her gown that covered
her chest was torn away, leaving her light purple bra restraining her C cup
breasts, a low tickling sensation spreading through her abdomen.
A devious smirk spread across Anastasia's lips, she roughly took hold of
Cinderella's now exposed arm and with a single yank pulled her in close before
capturing her lips.
Cinderella squealed into her stepsister's lips, pulling back as she felt
Anastasia's tongue press against her lips. She managed to pull away.
Slap
Cinderella cried out, falling into Anastasia, the right side of her face being
forced into Anastasia's bosom her free hand cradling her reddening cheek as her
tear filled gaze turned towards Drizella.
The blonde scarcely had time to register the dark glare before her lips were
once again captured by Anastasia, startled she was unable to stop her
stepsister's tongue from forcing its way into her mouth.
Cinderella gasped out, her cheeks burning with a mixture of pain and
embarrassment from the humiliation and something she refused to acknowledge as
she felt Anastasia dominate her tongue when she tried to resist.
She tried to pull back but Anastasia kept a firm hold. Cinderella's hands
curled into fist as her lungs began to protests; she pushed against Anastasia
only to cry into the redhead's lips as she felt Anastasia's nails dig into her
delicate skin.
Her shoulders rose in an attempt to curl in on herself.
Anastasia released her, breathing heavily, a thin string of saliva briefly
connecting their lips before it dropped. Cinderella leaned back, her chest
heaving heavily as she gulped down the oxygen, her face burning red.
Anastasia grinned, quickly regaining control of her breathing. Her smirk
returned, larger than before as she noticed a light dampness to her
stepsister's panties. Her hand show out, her fingers curling into a fist over
the front of the panties, feeling a rather pleasurable rush as the blonde cried
out in alarm as she tore her panties from her – leaving her shaven pussy
exposed. Anastasia ripped the undergarment in half before tossing the remaining
rags across the room.
"You really are a common whore aren't you?" Drizella mocked as she reached down
and traced her finger tips over Cinderella's exposed pussy, noting the light
moisture beneath her fingers. Cinderella shivered beneath the touch, sharply
inhaling when Drizella made initial contact.
Anastasia laughed before slamming her palm into Cinderella's exposed shoulder,
the blonde quickly lost her balance, wincing as her upper body slammed onto the
floor. The laughter of her two sisters echoing around her as Anastasia tore her
silver stockings from her legs, shredding them and Drizella ripped her bra from
her chest, tearing it in half and tossed it away.
Throughout the commotion Lady Tremaine had slowly began to approach her
daughters, and stepdaughter. She gracefully lowered her position before slowly
sliding each glass slipper before raising back to her full height, a small
cruel smile upon her lips as she admired the display before her, she placed the
shoes atop her bed, for later.
Cinderella pushed against the floor in an attempt to get up and away from her
sisters. Her effort was in vain as Drizella's fist pounded in to Cinderella's
chest. The blonde cried out in pain, her head slamming back onto the ground as
her torso fell.
"Perhaps I need to show you your place little whore." Drizella sniggered as she
hiked up her nightie, her free hand dipping under the hem and swiftly removing
her lime green thong; she tossed them atop Cinderella's heaving chest before
striding over to the still gasping blonde.
Cinderella's eyes widened, a mixture of fear and arousal in her eyes as
Drizella's large, bare feet landed on either side of her head and her sight was
filled with Drizella's exposed rear and rather swollen pussy.
Drizella swiftly lowered herself, dropping her rear onto the blonde's face. Her
smirk growing as her eyes closed to savour the sensation of having the new
'princess' beneath her rear. She lightly squirmed in place, grinding her ass
against Cinderella's face.
Cinderella's hands shot up, her dainty hands trying to gain a strong hold of
Drizella's legs. Drizella's eyes opened, her smirk dropping into a disapproving
frown as she lifted her left foot off the floor, Cinderella's arm rising with
it. The brunette smirked darkly as she slammed her large foot atop Cinderella's
stomach.
The blonde cried into Drizella's ass, losing her grip on that leg, her
stepsister moaning as the vibrations of her scream brought her pleasure.
Spurred on by her screams Drizella stomped her foot atop the blonde's left arm,
groaning in pleasure as Cinderella's body lurched in pain as she gasped into
Drizella's ass.
"Now be a good little whore and let go of my other leg." Drizella giggled, her
smirk becoming a grin as Cinderella's other arm fell to the floor. "Good girl."
She mocked before lifting her other foot and slamming it atop the still free
arm, harder than the last one. She relished as she felt the screams from her
stepsister.
"Now my little whore…" Drizella began; her grin going as she edged forward on
her captive's face, the force of her feet on the blonde's arms briefly
increasing – earning her some more pleasurable gasps of pain. "You are going to
put that whore mouth of yours to good use and eat out my ass and if you do a
good job I might let you pleasure my pussy." She continued with a tone of
superiority.
She felt light attempts of movement beneath her rear, yet no licking. She
glared down between her legs, her grin growing when she saw the shade of red
the blonde's neck was.
"I don't feel any licking." Drizella declared in a chipper tone as she extended
her hand, reaching for the blonde's exposed breasts, her index finger
outstretching till it's tip began to circle the blonde's pointed nipple.
A muffled, failed, gasp sounded beneath her as Cinderella pushed her chest up.
"Oh you like that do you?" the blonde's bare breasts raised higher, the shade
of her neck darkening. Her legs squirming and toes scrunching as she tried in
vain to move her head.
"Well let's see if you like this too." Drizella said softly as she placed her
thumb and index finger upon the blonde's nipple, enjoying the following failed
startled gasp. She began to apply pressure, slow and light at first only to
increase it faster and faster, until the nipple was almost flattened between
her fingers.
Cinderella screamed in pain. Her neck now purple. The brunette began to slap
the other breast, laughing as she left red prints from her hand, loving every
scream she felt.
The brunette shivered in pleasure as she felt a slender and warm wiggling
tongue reach up into her, tasting her ass. Drizella felt herself relax on the
blonde's face, gasping in pleasure.
"Good girl." She sighed, briefly lifting her rear from Cinderella's face,
allowing her to gasp for air, filling her lungs as she released a small cry of
pain as more of Drizella's weight was placed on her arms. Drizella reclaimed
her seat and released her stepsister's breasts, for now.
As soon as Drizella reclaimed her throne she felt the blonde's tongue get back
to work in exploring every crevice.
"Such a good whore." Drizella moaned, she turned to her sister who was sat by
Cinderella's legs, lightly fondling her breasts "But still you did fail to
follow my orders until I was forced to punish you…Anastasia why don't you show
this little whore what happens when you fail to obey?"
Anastasia grinned. She crawled over to the opening of Cinderella's legs, her
gaze locked on the blonde's slick pussy.
"The bitch is enjoying this." Anastasia stated as she slapped Cinderella's
sensitive pussy, enjoying how her body jolted in a mixture of pain and
pleasure.
"It seems your body knows its proper place." Drizella laughed as she grinded
herself against the blonde's tongue "Beneath us." She finished.
Anastasia slapped Cinderella again, even harder this time, she jolted again.
Anastasia soon lost herself in the moment and began to repeatedly slap
Cinderella's cunt, each slap harder than the last – even her hand was stinging.
Cinderella cried into Drizella ass, squirming in place but unable to do
anything, her head pinned to the floor by Drizella's ass, her arms by her legs
and Anastasia was too close for her legs to do anything aside from receiving a
blow from her back hand when they got too close.
Then it happened as Anastasia landed another blow two of her fingers slid up to
the knuckle into the blonde's hungry pussy. Cinderella gasped out, her walls
clamping down on her fingers.
Why was she enjoying this?
She hadn't time to ponder her question as she felt the fingers slowly slide
out. She groaned in pleasure. Then nothing, her pussy was left alone…and it
burned, she lightly thrust her hips upwards in search of pleasure.
"Such a disgusting whore." Anastasia spat as she thrust four fingers into her
stepsister, her grin expanding as she watched her body convulse as she cried
out, not ready for so many intruders.
"I wonder, could I fit my whole hand in here?" Anastasia mused allowed.
"Give it a try dear sister." Drizella laughed, she lifted her rear from the
blonde, smirking as she admired the pained winces of the blonde and how red and
sticky her face war. "Would you like that little whore?"
"Please…no…" she gasped out.
"Wrong answer." Drizella sang as she slammed her rear atop the blonde's face.
She lifted it again, taking in the pained expression.
"Would you like that little whore? Do you want my sister to feed that whorish
pussy of yours?"
Her voice was caught in her throat. What could she say? And why was the burning
getting stronger, why were her southern lips clamping down on Anastasia's
fingers.
Once again Drizella dropped all her wait on Cinderella's face before lifting
herself again.
"Would you like it little whore?"
"Yes." She answered without realising.
"Then ask beg my sister to do it, beg her to feed your pussy."
The burning became an inferno, pleasure spreading throughout her body.
Why did she feel so hot? Why did she like this?
She slowly turned her gaze to Anastasia.
"Anastasia plea…" she was silenced as Drizella dropped herself upon her once
again and just as she had done before she lifted soon after.
"That is no way to speak to your betters' slut!" Oh how she wanted to argue
against her sister, that she wasn't beneath them. But the words wouldn't
come…and even if they did…would they be true?
Cinderella swallowed, her voice catching in her throat, her mind reeling at her
stepsister's words, the low heat building with each word and action of her
stepsisters. Her hesitation was rewarded by another close up view with
Drizella's rear as it slammed on her face once again, this time Drizella went
one further by grinding her rear against the blonde's face to emphasise her
point and Cinderella's true station.
The brunette pressed her weight down on the 'princess's' arms once again as she
lifted her rear once again.
"Now try again little whore."
Cinderella swallowed. "Please…Mistress Anastasia…put your hand inside…my
pussy." She gasped out.
Her stepsisters threw their heads back in laughter, Anastasia sliding the
remainder of her fist into Cinderella till her wrist hit the blonde's slick
pussy entrance.
Cinderella released a loud moan, lightly lifting her hips. Drizella reclaimed
her seat, enjoying the feeling of the 'princess's' moans more than she had her
screams, the now clumsy licks accenting her pleasure.
Anastasia slowly slid out her fist until only her knuckles remained in –
enjoying how the blonde shivered and convulsed before her – she paused a second
before driving her fist forward, sliding into Cinderella until she passed her
wrist. Cinderella's whole body jumped off the floor at the sudden, deeper
intrusion. Drizella jumped in place and she stopped her resistance, soon
starting to lightly squirm on the redhead's arm.
"Such a horny little slut." Anastasia giggled, she pulled her hand back out,
much faster than before, she slammed it back in, laughing as the helpless
blonde cried and moaned into her sister's ass and attempted to hump her arms
whenever it slid in. she repeated her motions numerous times, getting faster
and faster with every shove, each one more forceful than the last.
Cinderella felt tears leak from her eyes and be soaked into Drizella's smooth
skin. A haze of pain and pleasure clouded her mind and twisting her thoughts.
She felt her body tense, her southern lips convulsing round
Anastasia…no…Mistress Anastasia's wrist. She cried into Mistress Drizella as
she clamped down on the redhead's wrist, her cum spewing from her pussy and
covering her fist.
She heard their muffled laughter as the hand was retracted. Her lungs were
starting to ache again.
Anastasia retracted her hand once again, sliding it out as slow as she could.
She felt a twitch down below as she watched Cinderella's cum pour out of her
pussy with every inch that she took back her hand. Once fully out the cum
flowed freely onto the carpet, even dripping from her wrist.
"Looks like the little bitch really enjoyed that." Anastasia laughed, she
glanced at the blonde's head, or what she could see of it, and her deep red
skin "I wonder how she likes the taste of pussy." She wondered aloud, her smile
evolving into a wicked smirk.
"Well she has been such a good little whore…" Drizella began, a large smile on
her face as she altered her position till her pussy lips rested on the blonde's
lips "Enjoy." She felt the blonde shiver beneath her as she laughed before she
put her lips and tongue to work.
Anastasia admired her now sticky, sopping hand. Her gaze returned to
Cinderella's throbbing cunt, her smile growing as she proceeded to wipe the
sticky juices over the girl's thighs, enjoying how she shivered under her
touch.
Drizella's moans filled the air.
"Oh god! It's like this is what you're meant to be…" the brunette moaned as she
ground herself against Cinderella's lips and determined tongue.
The fire between Cinderella's legs continued to grow.
Drizella slammed her pussy against Cinderella's face. The pleasurable
sensations and ministrations combined with the fact it was Cinderella she was
using to get off made it all the better, pleasure shooting up her spine and
throughout her body. With each lick and every grind she felt herself come
closer and closer to her release.
Cinderella's tongue twisted and churned inside her pussy. It probed and tickled
her inner walls, teased her clit with its tip. She gasped in pleasure, inhaling
sharply as she clamped down on the invading tongue, squeezing it with an iron
grip as she convulsed. Her pussy writhing in pleasure as her juices began to
gush out and fill the blonde's waiting mouth.
"Swallow bitch!" Drizella cried. The fire between the blonde's legs grew.
Cinderella's lips parted, she allowed the hot, sticky liquid to flow into her
mouth, quickly filling it. She gulped it down fast, desperate to avoid spilling
a drop, half fearing and half…horny? At the thought of what her sisters would
do to her if she didn't swallow it all.
Drizella shivered as the last of her juices flowed into the blonde's mouth and
down her throat. The brunette slid off of Cinderella's face, who gasped for
breath as her stepsister rested against the bed, breathing hard.
Lady Tremaine with her usual smirk picked up her cane from where it rested
against one of her bed's posts. She slowly made her way to her dresser,
constructed of dark mahogany. She extended her foot beneath the dresser,
hooking it on the wooden stool beneath it, sliding it out. Dark polished,
wooden legs with a deep purple cushion atop of it.
With one mature, barefoot she pushed it over to the still down blonde.
"Assume the position, child." Cinderella stiffened when she heard the
controlled, angry tone of her stepmother.
She weakly looked up at matriarch of her family.
"Now!"
She flinched. Jumping to her knees, she stumbled, tripping over herself. She
fell atop the footstool, wincing as her pointed nipples were squished beneath
the weight of her own breasts.
"Now, child, you are going to apologize for the disrespect you showed us
earlier."
She lifted her cane, and with one single solid motion slapped the wooden cane
against Cinderella's bare, tender rear. The sound of wood slapping against
flesh echoed throughout the room, a red mark materialising upon her ass as
Cinderella cried out in pain, fresh tears welling in her eyes.
"I'm sorry!" She cried.
"What!?"
The cane spanked her ass once again; a new mark appeared near the previous one.
She cried out again, gritting her teeth, squeezing her eyes shut as tears
rolled down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry Mistress!"
"Ungrateful child. It seems I have been too soft with you…well I won't be
making that mistake again." She spanked the blonde again and again, and again.
Each stroke was harder than the last, Cinderella cried out after each one, her
hands curling into fists as she fought to remain in the same position…desperate
to avoid moving and inviting any additional punishment.
Lady Tremaine struck the blonde's rear one last time, harder than any of her
previous strikes combined, over the previous marks she'd left. Three small
spots within the fresh mark opening to reveal three small spots of blood.
Cinderella arched her back, lifting her head, crying out in pain only to be
silenced by her own gasp as her stepmother's grip ensnared her hair, nails
digging into her scalp as she was pulled back.
Lady Tremaine leant in.
"If cry out one more time I'm going to going to shove those glass heels up your
fucking ass, do you understand?!" her voice was a harsh, aggressive whisper.
"Yes…Mistress." Cinderella gasped out in a small voice.
"Good, now, you are going to thank me for each stroke."
"Yes Mistress."
Lady Tremaine shoved Cinderella back onto the footstool and slammed her cane
against her naked ass. She grit her teeth, inhaling sharply to swallow her
initial cry.
"Thank you Mistress."
"Good girl." She slapped her rear again.
"Thank you Mistress."
"So tell me slave." Lady Tremaine began with a smile; Cinderella felt another
pang of heat down below. "Which hurts more? Backhand?" She slapped her rear
with a backhanded swing.
"Thank you Mistress."
"Or forehand?" She swung the cane again, altering her hold and slapping her
rear.
"Th-Thank you Mistress."
"Answer me slave!" She struck the red rear once again, more red spots appeared.
Cinderella swallowed, why did she feel so hot? Why did she like this?
"Backhand Mistress." Lady Tremaine chuckled, altering her hold once again
before proceeding to release a barrage of strikes from her cane, each one
backhanded and each one Cinderella thanked her.
"You've been an ungrateful, disobedient child haven't you?"
Slap
"Yes Mistress. Sorry Mistress."
Slap
"Thank you! Mistress."
"And as a good parent I should be the one to put you back in your place."
Slap
"Thank you Mistress."
"You came here an ungrateful, disobedient brat…but you will leave reformed,
knowing your place in life."
Slap
"Yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress."
The spankings continued for another half an hour before Lady Tremaine finally
stopped. She stepped back to admire her work, Cinderella's ass was beaten raw,
several small cuts decorating the patterned, red scars.
She extended her cane, smirking as the child flinched as she pushed her ass
cheeks apart with her cane. She glanced towards her daughters.
The sisters were both resting against the bed, Drizella's legs were spread and
she was pumping her pussy with her fingers, moaning in pleasure as Anastasia
sat beside her, lightly rubbing her fingers over her now exposed pussy,
resisting the urge to insert her fingers inside her as she roughly fondled her
right breast through her nightie.
"Girls." The two froze, each looking up at their mother. "Bring me her
slippers."
Cinderella tensed, unconsciously holding her breath. Her sisters…no her
mistresses, jumped to their feet, each of them grabbing one of her glass
slippers and rushing over to their mother.
"Girls, I think it's time for you to contribute in reaffirming tonight's
lessons for Cinderella." The girl in question grew tenser.
"What do you want us to do?" Drizella asked, an eager grin splitting her face
as she lightly rubbed her pussy through her nightie with her free hand.
"I want you to take these…slippers." The final word spoken with snobbish
arrogance "And put one in her cunt and the other up her ass."
The two sisters burst into fits of cringe worthy laughter.
"But…" Cinderella began.
Slap
The blonde bit back her cry of pain as she felt her stepmother spank her ass
with her cane once again.
"Looks like my lessons haven't sunk in yet…you'd better learn soon you brat or
trust me, I'll beat you so hard you'll be begging me to end it...and I'm sure
the others would love to try out our little slave…I wonder how many times you
could take being used before you break." She slowly bent over till she was
eyelevel with Cinderella throughout her threat, punctuating it by spitting in
her face. The blonde gasped, leaning back, feeling the heat down below throb as
she felt the foreign saliva slowly slid down her cheek, leaving a trail
starting just below her left eye.
"I'm Sorry Mistress…thank you Mistress."
"Better, now we are going to continue your lessons as I decide."
"Yes Mistress."
"Besides I never said I wouldn't shove that slipper up your ass if you were
good, just that I would if you kept screaming…and I won't be the one doing it."
"Yes Mistress." Cinderella squeezed her eyes shut.
Lady Tremaine leaned back, returning to her full height, her superior dark
smile ever present. She turned back to the girls who just stood their ground,
watching with lust filled gazes.
"Get. To. It." Her voice firm and filled with the air of authority.
The two girls burst into action, rather clumsily dropping to their knees by
Cinderella, each holding a shoe. Drizella smirked as she took the heel of the
high heeled glass slipper and forced it into her soaked cunt, she was honestly
surprised and a tad disappointed that the blonde's pussy ate the heel so
eagerly and the groan she received was more one of pleasure than pain.
Anastasia, however, got a more…desirable response as she positioned the heel
over the blonde's anus – receiving pained whimpers from just spreading the
'princess's' cheeks, much to her own pleasure. She lightly pressed the tip
against the puckering hole. Cinderella whimpered. A dark, lustful smile spread
across Anastasia's face, she carefully placed a hand over the shoe's opening,
the other hand holding the tip in place. And with one almighty push the redhead
slammed the heel into the blonde's anus, up to the base.
Cinderella screamed in pain, her whole body jumping forward. Tears streaming
down her face like a river, more tears than she had shed the rest of her night.
She released a gurgled gasp of pain from her throat. Pain filled her lower
body, slowly spreading, her toes curling, her fist tightening till her bunt
nails tried to break the skin of her palm.
Drizella began to pump Cinderella with her shoe, cum oozing out from the start,
but even with the pleasure induced from being fucked with her shoe the pain of
the one in her ass remained dominant. It became harder not to scream as
Anastasia began to slowly slide the heel out of her rectum before slowly
pushing it back in. Nor did it get any easier when the redhead started to pick
up speed to the point no sooner had the heel left her rear was it slamming back
down again – she even missed a few times…she was certain there was a cut or two
where the glass heel had hit the tender areas around her hole when it missed.
Lady Tremaine began to fondle one of her breasts as she watched the display. To
watch her daughters put that girl in her place was beyond enticing for her…but
it wasn't enough.
Cinderella's muffled groans of pain began to be infected by hints of pleasure
as pain and pleasure began to merge…she knew soon it would be hard to tell what
she was feeling as she was penetrated by her slippers. Her pussy began to
quiver once again, she squeezed her eyes shut as it clamped down on the heel
and gushed out on her heel, her cum flowing into the shoe and filling it.
Drizella glanced to her mother, eyes widening as she watched her mother fondle
her breasts and tease her pointed nipple through her attire as she lightly
pushed the handle of her cane against the fabric concealing her pussy.
"Keep going."
Drizella resumed her pumping of Cinderella's pussy, much to the blonde's
pleasure; her hungry pussy eagerly devoured the heel, squelching sounds joined
the constant mixed groans of pain and pleasure.
"Anastasia."
The redhead turned to her mother, not stopping her rapid fucking of
Cinderella's anus – her lack of attention causing her to miss even more and
force the heel to find the hole rather than pull back and try again – the
blonde nearly screamed, nearly.
"I think it's time to move onto the next part of Cinderella's lesson, it's time
she saw where she belongs in life." She began, with a lustful voice. "Sit on
the bed."
Anastasia didn't say anything. She released the heel, fully buried into
Cinderella's anus, causing the blonde to whimper in pain and discouragement.
The redhead rose to her feet and briskly moved to the bed, claiming a seat on
the edge.
"Brat, crawl over to Anastasia's feet and lie beneath them."
Drizella let go of the slipper, halfway into the 'princess'. The blonde
whimpered as she pushed herself up and started to crawl towards her mistress.
The glass slipper in her pussy quickly fell out and landed with a light thump
on the carpet. The one on her ass, however, slowly began to slide out with each
minor movement, Cinderella cringed with each movement.
When she reached Anastasia it finally fell out, thankfully. She was more than
relieved when she could no longer feel the heel and heard the familiar light
thud. She slowly lowered herself to the floor, lying on her back. She slid
herself upwards so that her head was beneath where Anastasia's rather large
feet rested in the air.
They were a little dirty and had a light odour to them…but it wasn't
unpleasant. Her pussy pulsated as she looked up at her Mistress's foot; it took
up her whole field of vision.
"This is where you belong." It was Lady Tremaine; she'd recognised the voice
anywhere, even when filled with lust. "Beneath us, you are worth less than the
dirt on Anastasia's sole, her toe jam has more rights than you."
"Yes Mistress."
"You are to worship her feet, in fact whenever you are here and we are not
using you, you are to assume such a position and worship our feet unless
instructed otherwise, regardless of where we are and who is there. Do you
understand?"
"Yes Mistress."
"If you see I or my daughters out in public you are to bow before them and kiss
their feet, even if you're…ugh…friends are with you…in fact especially if they
are there."
"Yes Mistress."
"You will come here whenever we summon you and you shall worship us until we
want to use you."
"Yes Mistress."
"You belong to us."
"Yes Mistress."
"We are your betters."
"Yes Mistress."
"Then say it." She paused, but only a second.
"You are my betters, I belong to you."
"Good, and that means we can do anything we want with you."
"I belong to you Mistress."
"And since you decided not to share your new found wealth I think you should
make it up to us. To start with you are to transfer 30% of your royal fortune
every month to us, and to make up for your disobedience perhaps we shall rent
you out…I'm sure Hans and Gaston would love to have you for a night, and Ursula
has been so very lonely since she lost Eric and I'm sure her sticky tentacles
would love to enjoy you, perhaps she and Morgana could share you…or if you've
been bad or we feel like it we could sell you to Scar, or Shere Khan, maybe
even Zira…I'm sure they'd all love to give you a try."
"Anything you desire Mistress."
"You'd do well to remember that brat or I'll feed you to those beasts, I would
give you to that bloody snake but…he'd make sure you didn't feel a thing…maybe
the hyenas if not those lions or tiger…so many choices…we could film, I'm sure
someone here would get off on it." She laughed "Or we could just give you to
Maleficent."
"Yes Mistress." Tears were once again rolling down her cheeks.
"Good, now Anastasia put your feet on her."
Anastasia didn't hesitate. She pressed her feet into Cinderella's face. Her
feet consuming all of the blonde's world.
"This is your place in life, worshipping the lowest part of us because that's
all you deserve…I want you to masturbate to her feet, I want to condition you
so that you cum from a single whiff of our feet, that will be your reward
brat." Her harsh words drove Cinderella wild, she reached for her pussy only to
feel her slipper as Drizella handed it to her. The blonde's fingers curled
round the shoe, dipping into the insides, still clean, this was the one
Anastasia had shoved into her ass – she shivered at the memory.
She inhaled the potent scent of Anastasia's feet deeply, filling her lungs with
her feet stink as she positioned the heel at her pussy and penetrated herself.
She found her pleasure heightened by the humiliation of being beneath
Anastasia's feet. She was serving them once again…and she loved it.
She pressed her lips against the sole. The lips she kissed her beloved prince
with. And began to shower Anastasia's soles with her kisses as she continued to
deeply inhale her scent.
"Worship harder." Anastasia moaned as she pressed her feet deeper into
Cinderella's as if trying to leave an imprint of her foot – Cinderella nearly
came at the thought. All logic she once had was lost to the realm of lust.
Her tongue darted out and began to taste the sole, stretching to sample the
rough skin of the heel before trailing to the centre; she licked all that she
could reach. The taste of Anastasia's feet dominating her mouth.
Anastasia's feet covered her face completely. She felt the redhead drum her
toes as she enjoyed her tongues efforts and it brought her more pleasure. Her
pussy devoured half the shoe.
Anastasia's breath hitched in her throat as the blonde's tongue flicked at a
rather sensitive area of her sole. She giggled as she continued to drum her
toes atop Cinderella's forehead as she reached up and pulled down the neckline
of her nightie, allowing her right breast to slip from its rather limited
confines. She began to roughly grope it, harshly nipping her erect nipple
between her fingers. Her other hand dipped and pulled up the hem of her nightie
before plunging her fingers into her dripping twat, gasping in pleasure, she
pushed her feet harder into the 'princess's' face. The sensations of the
blonde's tongue combined with the fact it was Cinderella was incredible.
Cinderella gasped into Anastasia's sole as another few inches of her slipper
slipped inside her with each thrust as continued to kiss, lick and suck on the
redhead's giant feet.
"Harder slave!" Anastasia gasped, pressing harder into the blonde's face, she
could practically feel Cinderella's erratic pulse beneath her soles.
The pleasure coursing throughout the ex-princess's body intensified at the
command, her pussy consumed more of her glass slipper as her efforts to worship
Mistress Anastasia's feet were spurred on.
"You're so good at this." Anastasia cried out, her toes scrunching and
capturing blonde bangs between them, she rubbed them together. She groaned as
she used Cinderella's hair for a toe rag "Maybe I'll keep you as my little foot
bitch, you'd be the perfect footstool." She moaned.
Cinderella merely continued to worship her large feet, even starting to lightly
nibble her sole – much to the redhead's pleasure.
Drizella watched the display before her, enchanted by it, her fingers pumping
her drooling pussy as she pleasured her ass with the heel of Cinderella's other
slipper. With each insertion each one fluid movement got faster and faster.
She spied the blonde's open legs before extending her leg towards the whore;
she pushed her big toe into the puckering hole that had previously been
destroyed by a glass heel. A jolt of ecstasy shot through her as she watched
Cinderella lurch as she felt her big toe penetrate her ass.
Drizella's fingers became faster, the heel becoming clumsier as she drove her
foot further and harder against the whore's ass as she felt herself get closer
to orgasm – spurred on further as the whore squirmed with every minor movement
of her foot.
Anastasia thrusted her hips forward as she slipped a third finger into herself,
her feet dragging back, over Cinderella's face, leaving a red trail behind and
the near ingrained scent of her feet. Cinderella gasped as Anastasia's big toes
stopped on her lips as the redhead arched back in pleasure, her toes
inadvertently pushing into Cinderella's mouth.
Cinderella eagerly accepted her mistress's toes. She began to eagerly suck on
them, her tongue tracing over their tops, sliding between each toes starting
from the pinkie and working its careful way up to the gap between the second
and big toe. She traced a light trail with her tip up along the toe before
slipping beneath the toenail, cleaning it as well as teasing the sensitive
skin.
Anastasia cried out in pleasure, her foot driving forward, half vanishing into
Cinderella's mouth, her toes colliding with the back of the blonde's throat.
Cinderella gagged on the foot, her chest and neck convulsing as she gasped for
breath, her hips bucking as her pussy walls clenched once again on her glass
slipper, swallowing another few inches before her body was racked with the most
intense orgasm of her life, she came, hard. Her cum flooded out, forcing the
slipper from her pussy, it landed on the floor with a familiar thud, every inch
marinated in her cum, the insides flooded with it.
Drizella and Anastasia joined in their stepsister's pleasure, the redhead
gushing as she felt the blonde gag on her big foot. Drizella cried out in
pleasure as she felt the whore's rectum convulse around her toe as she came.
Even Lady Tremaine felt her legs quake as her mature pussy opened, her juices
sliding down her inner thigh as she watched the final stage of the brat's
training come to fruition.
Her two daughters collapsed, their juices flowing either onto the floor or onto
the brat herself.
The aged matriarch strode over to the panting, sweaty ex-princess and
reaffirmed slave. Her cruel smile upon her lips, she paused a moment to savour
the site of the blonde, sprawled out on the floor, Drizella's toe still buried
in her ass, one of Anastasia's big feet still half inside her mouth as the
other one rested on her bare breast.
She retracted her foot before delivering a hard kick to her bare side. The brat
cried out on Anastasia's foot in pain.
"What did I say about crying out like that brat?" She placed her left foot atop
of her neck, applying enough pressure to make it more than difficult to breath.
She enjoyed the site of the brat gasping for air beneath her foot as it
squashed the life out of her.
"N-N-No…t…to…M-Mistress…Sorry…Mis…tr…ess." She gasped out.
Lady Tremaine pressed down a little more, chuckling as the brat gasped for air;
she even turned a light shade of purple much to the matriarch's pleasure. As
the blonde's eyes started to close she stepped off of her.
"Now get to cleaning this mess up…use those ugly rags." Tremaine ordered,
gesturing to the rags with her cane.
"Very well Mistress, thank you Mistress." Cinderella replied, though muffled by
her mistress's foot.
Cinderella slowly and carefully removed the foot from her mouth before slowly
turning over, holding back a moan as she felt Drizella's big toe in her ass
with each minor movement. She began to crawl away from the exhausted sisters,
resisting further moans as the toe was slowly pulled from her rear.
No sooner was she 'free' from the toe though did Lady Tremaine roughly take
hold of her blonde locks and force her beneath her nightie before dragging her
face and hair all over her inner thigh and pussy, cleaning herself.
"Now, before you get to cleaning up this mess you are going to get me off, and
drink my juices and thank me for them."
No sooner had she finished her command did Cinderella burry her head in her
stepmother's pussy, kissing the moist lips blindly, her tongue dipping inside,
twisting and wriggling, the scent and taste of Lady Tremaine's sex filling her
world.
She felt the clit with her tongue and before lightly nipping at it with her
teeth. The matriarch felt her legs buckle as she thrust her southern lips again
her slave's face, gasping as she felt her tongue and nose enter her.
"I should have done this years ago." She gasped out as she began to grind
herself against and over the blonde's face.
Cinderella gasped for air as she thrashed about beneath Lady Tremaine's pussy
as the woman in question continued to smother her with it.
The matriarch gasped in pleasure, pleasure deriving from the brat's efforts as
well as the knowledge she was smothering her with her womanhood – and she was
loving every second of it.
The brat continued to thrash against her, bringing her closer and closer to her
release. She forced her slave into her crotch once again, her legs buckling
beneath her as she fell atop the girl. They both fell to the floor, Lady
Tremaine ensuring that the brat's head remained in place as her lips shook in
pleasure, clamping down on any parts of the brat's face that was inside of her.
Cinderella thrusted her tongue deep into her stepmother, her lungs going tight
as she gasped for air, the matriarch continued to grind her cunt against her
slave. Her legs began to shake and quiver.
The flood gates opened, her aged juices rushing out and onto the brat beneath
her nightie. Cinderella latched her lips on her cunt and began to forcefully
suck and gulp down all of the juices, cringing as she felt the lips try to
clamp down against something.
Cinderella was more than relieved when her stepmother was finished and slowly
got back up – though she made sure to wipe her pussy with her face and hair
before she fully let her go.
"Now…get to it." Lady Tremaine gasped out breathlessly as she collapsed on bed.
"Yes…Mistress." Cinderella breathed out, her lungs taking in as much oxygen as
they could with each breath as she slowly got back to her knees.
She reached for the rags of her ball gown and proceeding to scrub the carpet
clean of her and all of her Mistress's cum…there was quite the mess.
"And when you're done, get the hell out." Lady Tremaine breathed out.
"Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress." And that's what she did; she cleaned the
room with her rags before tossing them into the trash. Time had lost all
meaning to her, she watched with dim eyes as the last scrap of her gown fell
into the bin, sticky and full of cum.
Next she slipped on the glass slipper she had masturbated with when she
worshipped Anastasia's feet – she shivered at the memory. Next she went for the
one hanging limply in Drizella's ass. She carefully slipped it out, hesitating
as the brunette shivered in pleasure.
She slipped it onto her foot, each of them squelching beneath her feet; she
felt her own cum squeeze between her toes. She shivered again.
Cinderella turned and silently left the room. Silent aside from the squelch of
every step in her cum filled shoes as she took her leave, naked as the day she
was born aside from her enchanted glass slippers.
A/N Well hope the wait was worth it. Have started including the aliases of
those who requested chapters, meant to do so from the start but just forgot.
Poll Results (To Date) – This Poll will end on 17/01/17
Anime Tarts: 4
Cartoon Hussies: 2
TV Whores: 0
Pixar Brothel: 0
DreamWorks Sluts: 0
(Contributions will be allowed on these when written – I have seen a lot of TV
but I haven't seen everything or even all of the popular shows, so if I can't
fulfil a request due to lack of knowledge you are welcome to add it yourself.)
The winner will be going up that day with the rules and available categories.
Important:I'm considering setting up a theme week – if the first week is a
success in that I get enough requests/contributions to write it there will be
others to follow.
The first theme week will be Creature Week – involving either an original
creature girl/boy or one of the established female characters will be altered
to a creature.
Just like usual I need the following information;
-Pairing
-Fetish
-What you want to happen – more detail the longer it'll be
-Catalyst for the intercourse
-Age
-Creature and who it is – if you want an original character I need a species
and basic personality.
And as an added bonus any requestees or contributors get an additional vote to
the next theme week if this one is a success – a poll will be posted on my
profile on the 17th in which you'll all be allowed two votes, you can either
choose two fetishes, two categories or one of each – pm me if you want
something added to the poll or put it in a review.
In order for this week to be a 'success' I need a total at least 3 requests or
contributions, I'll try to keep you all up to date on the progress of the
requests in each new chapter from now – if I can't update it'll be on my fanfic
profile – succubi-lover.
Future theme works can be either fetishes or a chosen movie/show and only
requests and contributions that fit under them will be published in that week.
I would like to request any contributions for this theme week be headed by
'Creature Week' to make things easier for me.
I will be accepting requests and contributions for the Theme Week until 13/02/
17 – if I have enough material Creature Week will start 20/02/17 and end 26/02/
17.
And for reference, when I write the requests I'll likely use imagery akin to
that of an anime with a lot of Fanservice.
And for those reading on archive of our own, the winner of the poll for the
sister fic to this will be posted on this site too and placed in the same
series as this one.
(1) This is Lady Tremaine's room; her daughters are roomed elsewhere in the
mansion.
***** A/N *****
A/N
Okay, an update on Theme Week due to a sudden flood of uni work and a lot of
personal shit I'm going to move it up, I'll post a note when I have the dates
sorted.
So far I have four requests, including some old requests that fit so the theme
week is confirmed but still would like at least another three so I can post one
each day, not to say I won't accept more than that.
This also means I will accept theme requests until further notice and will do
my best to write them out.
Poll
Anime Tarts was victorious and has been published so those with anime desires
please head over there for all your anime needs.
Also on a final note - due to uni work I am forced to ask for aid from anyone
willing to contribute to this fic, including Anime Tarts - they can be your own
writing or if you want you can pick up requests.
If you are interested either pm me on here of email the account I previously
gave out on this fic, and is currently on my profile.
***** Here's Moana *****
Chapter Summary
     Moana's Introduction to Whore House.
 
 
 
Characters: Moana Waialiki, Nani Pelekai, Rapunzel, Merida, Tiana, Cinderella,
Jasmine, Belle
Categories: Moana, Lilo & Stitch, Tangled, Brave, Princess and the Frog,
Cinderella, Aladdin, Beauty and the Beast
Contains: Femslash, Scent Fetish, Alcohol, Armpits Sniffing, Neck Sniffing,
Neck Biting, Drunk, Foot Smelling, Foot Licking, Masturbation, Cum Eating,
Footjob, Penetration, Mutual Masturbation, Ass Kissing, Ass Sniffing, Rimming,
Anal
Original Work
A fair skinned young girl with light freckles around her nose with large green
eyes, clad in a traditional dress known as a dirndl; with a long skirt with a
purple theme and a pink accent. Her dress consisting of a lavender corset top
laced with a pink ribbon, the skirt purple and decorated with swirling and
floral designs in pink, dark purple and white. She wore a white petticoat
beneath, the skirt's hemline above her ankles but well below her calves, her
sleeves at the top are short, puffed and striped with pink and lavender, the
rest are long and it is pale baby pink with a white lace at the hems. Her bare
feet pad along the carpeted floor. Her long golden locks, roughly 70 feet in
length, worn in a thick braid with smaller braids woven in and adorned with
flowers.
Rapunzel was strolling down the corridor when she saw it, her eyes widening as
a door to one of the many still vacant room illuminated with a warm red glow.
The door began to crack as the upper centre began to fold in on itself, carving
the image of a seashell, the lock clicked away. The glow dimmed.
A large toothy grin spread across Rapunzel's face, she turned on her heel and
began running back down the way she came.
"We've got another one! We've got another one!" She screamed excitedly at the
top of her lungs.
XXX
Night had fallen and a handful of the residents of the mansion had gathered by
the door, eager to meet their new housemate.
Rapunzel was stood off from the door, excitedly dancing about to the music of a
string quartet as she waited for the door to open, attired in the same clothing
she'd worn earlier.
"Wull ye stoap ye jiggin 'n' calm doon.(1)" Merida called from where she stood,
attired in a simple dark forest green dress with several tears in strategic
places to allow for easier and more fluid movements. Her wild curly red hair
lightly shaking as her head snapped round to address the blonde.
"You can't blame her for been excited Merida." Replied the African American
princess, she was tall and slender with a sculpted figure, her raven hair was
medium in length, tied in a low ponytail, her eyes were brown with pink eye
shadow and dimples on her cheeks. Her attire consisted of a Renaissance gown
with honey yellow and a light green and light brown as the primary colours with
lime green heels.
"She was just the same when you arrived." Nani added. Nani was a beautiful
young woman, strongly built though fairly slender with olive skin, ebony hair
reaching a little past her shoulders and brown eyes. Her attire consisted of a
pinkish beige short-sleeved belly shirt with a heart design atop her chest,
blue jean shorts and teal sandals.
"Aye, ah remember. She wouldn't stoap trying tae braid mah hair." Merida
snapped, sending a mild glare at a rather sheepish looking Rapunzel.
A feminine giggle drew the Scottish princess's attention. Ariel was stood to
the side of the door, barley muffling her giggle behind her slender hand,
attired in a pink and white gown, silver barrettes in her hair and pearl white
earrings. She seemed to be unfazed by Merida's glare.
The remaining princesses were;
Cinderella, attired in a frilly, sleeveless, pink-and-white dress with pink
ribbons and a sash with jade and teal coloured beads around her neck, with pink
heels.
Belle, a young princess with long brown hair, tied back in a low ponytail, with
hazel eyes, full lips, rosy cheeks, a heart-shaped face and a sculpted figure.
Her attire consisted of a simple designed bodice, wrapped off-the-shoulder
sleeves, a wide-hemmed floor-length skirt made of 8 triangular panels and a
multiple-layered white petticoat with a scalloped edging on the hemline with
golden heels and matching gloves reaching to her elbow.
And Jasmine, a very voluptuous and attractive young woman of average height,
with medium skin, long lustrous black hair tied in a ponytail bound by two sea
green bands matching her outfit and ending in a small swirl, brown eyes, and a
distinct hourglass figure. Her attire consisted of a sea green cropped the top
that reveals her midriff and her navel with sewn-in sleeves for her arms and
matching pants and shoes. She wears a sea green headband that is centred with a
sapphire adorned into it and to complete her outfit, two large golden earrings
that dangle from her ears, completely covering them with a matching necklace.
"Howfur lang is this aff tae tak' anyway?" Merida snapped after silence finally
fell.
"It'll take as long as it takes." Belle answered simply as she sipped at the
glass of Champaign in her hand. "Sometime it's instant, others several
hours…you took six." She continued, taking a much larger sip afterwards.
Merida huffed, turning away from the brunette.
The door clicked.
All eyes turned towards it as it opened to reveal the new arrival.
She was young, slender and slightly muscular. She possessed a dark complexion,
not far from that of Nani's. Her long curly wavy black hair reached her lower
back she had thick eyebrows and deep brown eyes. Her attire seemed to be quite
tribal in design leaving her midriff and feet exposed, with a blue shell tied
hanging over her chest upon a necklace.
"Err…hi…" She greeted nervously.
"Hey." Nani returned as she offered the girl her hand, she took it, allowing
the older woman to guide her inside the mansion. "I guess we better get through
introductions…my name's Nani." She gestured to her chest as she did so, the
girl slowly turned to look at the other princesses.
"Jasmine." She offered the arrival a warm smile.
"Merida." Her expression was plain but the welcoming sentiment was there.
"I'm Belle sweetie." The brunette seemed to emit a calming aura about her,
calming even the wildness of her nature.
"It's Cinderella." Another warm smile was offered.
"Tiana." The new arrival noted her more assertive demeanour.
"Rapunzel." The blonde ran at her, pulling the new arrival into a rather tight
hug, she felt rather awkward. "My name's Rapunzel." Continued the unaware
blonde excitedly.
"Ease up kid, you're suffocating her." Nani stated as she carefully pulled the
blonde off of the new girl.
"You okay kid?" Nani asked as she lowered herself to the girl's level.
"Yeah…I'm…Moana." Moana gasped, inhaling deeply as she re-caught her breath,
inhaling the rather pungent scent of the older girl after working hard for most
of the day before she came to meet the new arrival. Moana swallowed, lightly
shivering as she inadvertently found herself savouring the musk.
"Well Moana, welcome to the Heroine Mansion."
"It used to be the Princess Mansion but then S.L. changed it so we can have
more housemates (2)." Rapunzel babbled.
"Now, now Rapunzel no breaking the fourth wall remember…the writer isn't too
fond of it." Belle scolded, lightly slapping the back of Rapunzel's wrist.
"Sorry." Rapunzel sighed, turning her gaze to the floor as her cheeks flushed
wish embarrassment.
Moana just looked on with an expression of confusion.
"Weel na point standing 'ere, she's 'ere sae let's break oot th' ale." Merida
declared before leading the way to the dining room.
XXX
The long dining table had been pushed against the wall and was decorated with
filled glasses of a variety of alcoholic beverages. Each of the girls had each
claimed their time to excitedly chat with their new housemate, none more than
Rapunzel, ironically who was the only one not to hand Moana a new drink at the
start of their discussion, or rather her rant.
Moana stumbled away from Merida as the Scottish Princess took another swig of
her flask before stumbling drunkenly away from Rapunzel who began to chase
after her, releasing cries of a girly night or something; it was all gibberish
to her.
"Whoa kid, easy." Nani cooed as she stabilised the younger girl before she
could collapse.
"You smell nipce." Moana hiccupped.
"I think you'll find that isn't the case kid." Nani laughed "Guess you're not
used to drinking are ya?"
"Drink? I drink all the time...water vand coconut milk." Moana slurred.
"Crap." Nani muttered "Let's get you sat down."
"Okay Nian...you shmell ogod." Nani blushed this time, the warmth increasing as
Moana leaned in and sniffed the crick of her neck.
"You've definitely had too much to drink." Nani laughed nervously as she led
Moana through the closest door, taking them into the library through the side
entrance, she carefully placed her on the green sofa. "How you feeling?" She
asked as she sat down beside the inebriated girl.
"Pi ffeel great." Moana let herself lean on Nani's arm, moaning at the warm
touch. "you eafel nice."
"Erm…thanks." Nani laughed nervously, flinching slightly as Moana's hand fell
onto the exposed flesh of her leg.
"And you slelm nice too...can I smell you?"
"W-What?" Nani stammered.
"Can I smell yosu?" Moana slurred.
"Why…?"
"Please?" Moana slurred, her hand sliding unknowingly down into Nani's inner
leg.
"O-Okay…b-but I haven't had chance…to showe…" Nani was silence by her own gasp
as Moana buried her face in the crick of her neck, inhaling deeply as she moved
atop of the older girl's lap, straddling it. Nani winced as she smelt the heavy
alcohol on Moana's breath.
Nani felt her form stiffen as she felt a muffled moan into her neck.
"Y-Y-You l-like it?" Nani stammered.
"Hmm-hmm." Moana hummed in affirmation. "You smell great."
Nani shivered again as she Moana's lips brush against her sensitive neck, her
hands curling into fists on the fabric of the sofa.
"Chan I smell ypour pits?" Moana's slurred words this time highlighted by an
undertone of lust.
"M-My…?"
"Your armpits, can I smell them?" Moana subconsciously ground her hips against
Nani's leg, the older woman shivering beneath her.
"W-Why?"
Nani gasped as she felt Moana lightly nip her neck, she jumped beneath her.
"It makes mwe feel good...that smell?" Moana groaned.
Nani chewed her lip, trying to ignore the low pulsating heat as the young,
beautiful girl ground her crotch atop her leg.
"Please?" There was that word again.
"Err…I'm…not wearing a bra!" Nani announced in a desperate attempt to deter the
girl.
"A bra?" Moana asked; her voice still filled with desire and hunger.
"Err..." How did she explain it so that Moana wouldn't ask her to take her top
off? "To…hide my breasts…modesty?" Even she knew how pathetic her attempts
were.
"Oph, oyiur shy." Moana slurred as she reached behind her back and untied her
top, tossing it the floor, her breasts bouncing free of their binds, right in
Nani's face. "Xbetter? Now bzoth of us have boobs out?"
Nani was blushing from head to toe. She wanted to look away, to tell the girl
to put her top back on, yet she couldn't look away from her breasts, and her
pointed nipples. Feeling her own rub against the fabric of her shirt.
"Cian oI smell your pits now? Camn i see your btoobies?" She should say no, she
should tell her to get dressed…she should take her to bed.
She didn't. She swallowed before slowly lifting her top over her head to throw
it away, her boobs bouncing as they were freed from the limited confines. She
froze in her movement as Moana buried her face in Nani's left pit while her
arms were still raised, inhaling deeply.
Moana moaned into the shaved pit as the strong earthy scent filled her
nostrils, she wrapped her arms round Nani, pushing herself against the older
girl as much as she could, grinding her crotch on Nani's leg.
"You smelil pso good, fso yummfy." Moana groaned, her lips parting to latch
onto a portion of Nani's pit.
Nani gasped out when she felt Moana begin to suck, squeezing her eyes closed as
she felt her warm, wet tongue glide over the tender flesh of her underarm. She
squeezed her legs shut, her shirt still on her arms.
Moana audibly inhaled, her left hand latching onto Nani's right breast roughly
on instinct. Nani moaned. The younger girl began to roughly massage and play
with the breast, mashing her own against the older girl as she humped her leg
and savoured her taste.
Nani shivered, the burning sensation between her legs intensifying. She wiggled
her arms, gasping as the sensitive flesh of her underarm shook with her,
including that which was in Moana's mouth. She threw the shirt away and roughly
tore Moana's mouth from her pit, ignoring the disappointed grunt as she
carefully pulled the girl's head back before capturing her lips with her own;
her tongue shooting past Moana's lips to begin dancing with her tongue. She
couldn't help but savour her own taste, the burning between her legs
intensifying as she did.
Nani took Moana's spare hand and slid it beneath the waistline of her shorts,
moaning into the kiss as she felt Moana's fingers trace over her sopping hungry
pussy.
Moana moaned into the kiss as she slid her fingers passed Nani's Southern lips,
slowly, as if testing the waters. She wiggled them slightly, feeling the warm
wetness between her fingers.
Nani thrust her hips against Moana's hands, lightly biting down on Moana's
bottom lip as her tongue returned to her own mouth.
Moana grinned as she slid her fingers a little deeper, enjoying how Nani's
aching pussy would clamp down, hungrily devouring the appendages after so long
going without.
"Cpan I licwk your pits?" Moana asked as she pushed her fingers up to the
knuckle into Nani. The elder woman gasped out in pleasure as she squeezed the
new girl's fingers.
"YES! God Yes!" Nani cried out.
Moana grinned. She slid back, dragging her clothed pussy against Nani's leg,
lowering herself, kissing Nani's free nipple while her hand continued to grope
the other, enjoying how the woman shuddered in pleasure. She buried her face in
her underarm, inhaling deeply. She flexed her fingers, Nani gasped, thrusting
her chest and hips forwards in pleasure.
Moana extended her tongue and slowly began to tease Nani's underarm, her tongue
slowly tracing warm wet circles. She groaned at the strong hint of the taste of
Nani's sweat.
Nani shuddered, her breath hitching when she felt Moana's tongue, her arm
coming down on instinct, unintentionally forcing the girl further into her pit,
much to Moana's pleasure. Nani didn't know whether to moan or laugh from her
ministrations.
"I-Is there…anything e-else…y-you'd like t-to t-taste?" Nani gasped.
Moana bit down on Nani's pit, her fingers spasming inside her. Nani cried out
in pleasure and pain.
Moana pulled back, slowly dragging her chest against Nani as she closed in on
her ear.
"Can xI licrk yoru feet?" She slurred, Nani shivered as she felt her hot breath
caress her ear, her pussy clamping down on Moana's fingers.
Nani groaned, nodding her head. Just desiring she stop tickling her armpit with
her tongue…though it did feel kind of nice.
Moana slid herself off of Nani, slowly removing her fingers, much to Nani's
disappointment…though it was rather hot to watch Moana lick and suck each of
her fingers clean.
"You taset spo good." Moana slurred as she clumsily removed her dress,
revealing her naked pussy.
'She doesn't wear any underwear.' Nani mentally noted as she removed her own
shorts and black lace panties, kicking them away while remaining on the sofa.
Moana sat on the floor, legs open, taking Nani's right foot, removing the
sandal, she gave it a light sniff, moaning at the scent before carefully
placing it next to her, next she lifted the rather sweaty foot to her face, she
pressed her nose between the big and second toe, inhaling deeply. Her eyes
rolled into the back of her head as the powerful aroma filled her nostrils.
Nani let her hand slide between her legs, her fingers circling her erect clit,
gasping in pleasure, her toes clamped down on Moana's nose, the girl's
breathing enhancing the pleasure she felt.
Moana's tongue slid out and flicked Nani's big toe, Nani squeezed her toes even
more forcefully. Moana dragged her tongue along Nani's foot, just beneath her
toes.
Nani moaned, scrunching her toes in pleasure, sliding a finger into herself.
She never dreamed it would feel so good to have her foot licked.
She released her hold on Moana's nose, dragging her toes down her face, Moana's
tongue remaining extended. Both moaned as Nani's foot dragged along her tongue
until her toes curled around the tongue, squeezing. Moana closed her mouth,
Nani's toes in her mouth; she began to suck, savouring the salty taste of her
toes, enjoying the hint of lightly burned corn taste they held.
Nani gasped, sliding another finger inside of her and beginning to pump her
pussy. She kicked off her other sandal, she lifted it. Moana's gaze locked on
the dirty sole, she sucked even harder on Nani's toes, she was greatly rewarded
as Nani drove her foot further into Moana's mouth; her toes eagerly playing
with her slippery tongue as the sole of the other foot came to rest on her
face, covering it from the tip of her nose to her forehead. She drummed her
toes, playing with Moana's hair with them. Moana shivered at the feeling of
Nani's sweaty, dirty sole against her face.
Moana lightly pressed her teeth into Nani's foot as she continued to forcefully
suck on her foot. Nani cried out in pleasure, her pussy pulling her fingers
inside of her, her lips quivering as she felt her flood gates and she came. Her
cum coated her fingers and the sofa in which she sat on.
Nani moaned, lifting her fingers to her lips. She made eye contact with Moana,
ensuring she watched as she slowly sucked and licked her fingers clean, one by
one, enjoying how the girl shook and groaned at her feet.
Her eyes closed as she savoured the remaining taste of her cum as the last few
drops slid down her throat.
Her eyes snapped open, her breath hitching in her throat. Her gaze slowly
turned downward, her eyes widening as she was met with the site of Moana's
foot, toes buried in her still wet pussy, wiggling.
Her lips parted and her moans began anew. She fell back, losing herself to the
sensations of Moana's toes exploring her pussy as she sucked and licked her
foot, her teeth lightly scraping their tops as her other toes played with
Moana's hair.
Nani's foot fell from Moana's face, landing between her open legs. She rested
her sole on Moana's wet cunt, pleasurable shivers travelling up her spine as
she felt her sole bathe in her pussy juices. Moana screamed on Nani's foot when
she felt her warm, damp sole rest on her hungry sensitive pussy.
Moana came. Hard. Her pussy juices gushed out, coating Nani's sole with her
cum. Nani groaned, dropping her foot in the fast forming puddle of cum, her big
toe tracing over Moana's lips. The girl in question couldn't help but watch as
Nani's foot played in her cum, it was so hot.
Nani's lips clamped on Moana's toes as the pleasurable sensations of her foot,
bathed in sticky cum combined with all the other sensations. Her cum gushed out
once again, covering Moana's toes in her own cum.
Nani allowed her eyes to open again, she watched as Moana's foot proceeded to
tease her lips with her big toe before playing in the cum that had spilled over
onto the sofa. She couldn't help herself, her hands shot out, ensnaring Moana's
heel and ankle before lifting it up to her face, she extended her tongue and
dragged it along her sole, licking up the cum.
Moana gasped sharply at the wet sensation, her toes wiggling and scrunching in
pleasure. She snatched up Nani's foot and proceeded to mimic her actions, each
of them licking the others foot clean of their respective cum before moving
onto sucking each other's toes, their tongues dipping between toes, each of
them playing with the others cum and basking in pleasure.
"We'll have to do this again sometime." Nani groaned as she begrudgingly
returned the foot an took hers back, she wiggled her toes, enjoying how wet and
sticky they felt, coated in Moana's saliva.
"Soh yes." Moana moaned.
"What else would you like do?" Nani asked as she leant forward.
"I want to spmlahe your ass." Moana slurred with a perverted grin, Nani
returned her grin and proceeded to turn around on the sofa, sticking out her
rear.
Moana eagerly dived in, gently cupping either cheek and lightly massaging them.
She leaned in and inhaled her scent, groaning as did.
"Do you like the smell of my ass?" Nani teased, wiggling her rear in Moana's
place.
"Tyou smell slo gdoo." Moana groaned as she leaned in and placed a chaste kiss
on each of Nani's cheeks.
A pleasurable shiver shot up Nani's spine. She had to admit, it felt really
good to have her ass kissed, the pleasurable feeling combined with the rush of
power…divine.
"Ooh." Nani cooed. Moana got the hint; she began placing a multitude of kisses
on Nani's cheeks, each time getting closer to her crack.
Nani gasped when she felt Moana reach her closed crack.
"Oh god…" She moaned "Do you want to go…deeper?"
Moana didn't answer, she parted Nani's cheeks and admired Nani's puckering anus
before leaning and placing a light kiss.
Nani's back arch, her rear extending as she threw her head back, gasping in
pleasure.
Moana's lips parted, her tongue sliding out and beginning to lightly trace a
circle around her anus. Nani's back arched even further until it would arch no
more. Moana's tongue only got faster and more forceful.
"Oh…God!" Nani groaned, her voice pleading for release. How was she so good at
this.
Moana pushed her tongue inside Nani, her anus clamped down on her tongue,
screams of pleasure erupted as Nani came once again. Moana pulled back,
admiring the beautiful woman before her, leant over the sofa, breathing
heavily, covered in her own juices.
"You're incredible…" Nani gasped out.
"So are you." Moana slurred as she climbed onto Nani from behind, straddling
her. She began to lightly kiss her neck, leaving a trail from the top to the
bottom.
Nani felt the girl go limp. She glanced over her shoulder. And sure enough she
had finally passed out in her drunken state.
"Even drunk…your stamina." Nani moaned before beginning to wonder just how she
was going to get this girl to her room without anyone realising what had just
happened.
A/N This is the introductory chapter for Moana, I finally got round to watching
it a few days ago and now she is officially available for requests, and yes I
will do this every time I watch a new Disney Movie – which will include
Zootopia when I finally watch it and every future animated Disney movie.
I also will be adding more original works to this, as in not just requests any
more.
Also consider changing how I write this fic, as in when I write prompts for
movies I'm going to try and publish them during the month of their initial
release, for example Snow White was released in March of such and such year, so
when I write Snow White I'll aim to do so in March – note this will not affect
contributions, TV Show based requests, Theme Weeks and Crossovers sort of cheat
a bit with it.
(1) If requested for more active roles I won't include an accent for Merida to
make it easier to read, unless requested for it to remain – my apologies if
it's inaccurate.
(2) My username on fanfiction account is Succubi-Lover
***** Sexualem Celebrationem Part 1: The Fallen Princess *****
Chapter Summary
     The villains throw a party.
Title: Sexualem Celebrationem Part 1: The Fallen Princess
Author: Darkness Rissing
With minor aid from Succubi-Lover
Categories: Cinderella, Sofia the First, Sleeping Beauty, Aladdin, Beauty and
the Beast, Hercules, Snow white and the Seven Dwarf, Rescuers, Robin hood, 101
Dalmatian, The Aristocats, The Lion King, Mulan, Tarzan, Pinocchio, Fantasia,
Peter Pan, The Fox and the Hound, Home on the Range, Bambi, Pocahontas, Oliver
and Company, The Little Mermaid, Sword of the Stone, Tangled, Lady and the
Tramp
Characters:Lady Tremaine, Anastasia Tremaine, Drizella Tremaine, Maleficent,
Sofia
Cameos:Chernabog, Clayton, Jafar, Hades, Pain, Panic, Scar, Zira, Slim, Saluk,
Shenzi, Banzai, Ed, Ratcliffe, Bill Sykes, Ursula, Madam Mim, The Coachman,
Stronboli, Mother Gothel, Cruella Deville, Prince John, Shere Khan, Si, Am,
Queen La, Edgar, Madame Medusa, Mr. Snoop, Grimhilde/Evil Queen, Horace,
Jasper, Abis Mal, Gaston
Contains: Foot licking, Public sex, Masturbation, Foot Sucking, Spanking, Shoe
Fucking, Public Humiliation, Yuri, Underage , Stripping, Verbal Humiliation,
Shoe Cleaning, Femdom, Domination, Foot Licking, Submission, Femsub, Anal, Anal
Play, Rape, Futanari
A cold breeze could be felt that night, the wolves howled at a yellow full moon
as bats and owls crossed the sky on a ghostly flight. In the weary night you
could hear growls, cackles, roars, wails and screams…combined with the sound of
laughter, cheers and celebration in the distance. All the elements combined
could just mean one thing….it was finally Halloween.
A time of both fear and joy it was received by both children and adults ready
for a night of fun, candies, costumes and pranks. But in the world of Disney, a
sense of terror creeps inside the heart of the people fighting for the forces
of good. Since this time was also a time of shadows, a time of monsters and
ghouls, a time where evil can unleash all its might…it was a time for villains.
Since the moment the clock struck midnight and the great shadow of Chernabog
rises from the top of Bald Mountain, in was the end of the fun and innocent
terror, and begin the one night reign of the forces of evil. During this one
night the powers of those serving the shadows grow in a way that no hero,
prince or princess would be able to beat until the sunrise. During this time
the villains have the freedom to do anything they so wish without any
repercussions.
For that reason the homes of those serving the light were protected by a magic
spell that seal the places stopping anything and anyone from entering once the
12th bell has sounded and the doors are closed. The only way for anyone to
enter this houses after that; is with special enchanted keys, given to their
owners and inhabitants before the twilight hour.
But even after the streets were emptied, the night was anything but silent.
Monsters could be seen roaming around, ghosts scream and wail as they fly to
their reunion at the peak of the mountain, ghouls and imps could be seen
dancing around pyres and broken into any place they find unlock. And of course
the minions of the major villains could be see ready to plunder, vandalizing,
and sneaking around hoping to catch any lost soul. Although a great majority
were busier trying to reach any of the parties and celebrations that their
masters and mistresses hold during this time of the year.
That's right. Even the villains are known to have parties and have fun, but in
a way that a lot of people (princesses and heroes) call wild, uncivilized, out
of control and of course…evil.
The "Jolly Roger" was anchored in the big lake locate at the middle of the
Central Park; the great ship decorated with lanterns and lights. The sound of
music could be heard from a great distance away, while upon its deck Hook´s
crew dance and drink as if there were no tomorrow alongside not only town
girls, who didn't fear their reputation, but also by young witches,
femalegargoyles,devils and other female monstrous creatures. Barrels of rum
both full and empty could be found in every corner of the ship as were tables
filled with food of all types, prepared alongside one really big and empty
table collocated in the center of all the fun. Outside the ship and using the
ramp to the shore, a group of pirates escort two girls wearing just a nightgown
each, one blue and the other lavender with a purple sweater, up to the party.
Up the main street; Peter, Honest John and Gideon were happy laughing and
drinking as the minion weasels of the fat cat raid any store and destroyed
anything "good looking" that they come across while returning some goods to the
trio.
Deep in the forest some animals run for their life at the sound of gun fire
echo behind them. A bunny escaped by pure luck of a shot…just to be hit by
another coming from its left side.
"Ha….mark another for me partner." A yellow clad cowboy celebrated, as he takes
his prey and throws it to one of his three helpers to safe keep.
"I must admit that you are quite good with a gun Slim" answers an also wearing
yellow muscular hunter with a shotgun.
"Why thank you Clayton." answered Slim "And also, thanks for bringing me on
this year's hunting trip."
"No thanks needed my friend." A group of pheasants try to run, but the hunter
stops them with three shots. "When both McLeach and Slade turned down this
year´s invitation I thought I'd be out here all alone." He collects the birds.
"Good to know that some still hold the grand tradition"
"Well you know me." Slim shoots at a tree, a family of squirrels is lucky
enough to escape, causing the bullet to hit a branch "I never turn down a
chance to practice my shots." The branch breaks and falls onto the head of one
of the helpers. "But if I may ask…why did those two decline this year?"
"Beats me." answered Clayton, spotting a deer. "Something about been invited to
a party." He opened fire, squeezing the trigger. The animal managed to barley
evade the bullets but when it tries to jump over a rock a roar echoed around
them, a shadow hits it from its side.
"How curious." A regal voice sounds "Shenzi and the other hyenas said something
similar to me." The moonlight reveals a dark unkempt lion with brownish orange
fur with distinctive almond-shaped neon green eyes, with large tan paws with
long, curving black claws. His claws buried into the flesh of the deer. "I
wonder if we are missing something?"
"Well whatever that is." A lioness emerged from the shadows followed by her
pack. "I don't think it could be important enough to miss the hunt. Especially
one as successful as this one." She said giving the lion an affective rub. "By
the way my love…my lionesses found where a group of these critters are hiding
and it's seems that their great princeis guiding them towards the river"
"Is he really?" Asks Scar getting a nod from Zira
"Well look at that…it appears that Tremaine´s tip comes true once again"
commented Slim.
"And alongside the hiding spots in the forest that we found, this is the 5th
time she has been right." Clayton adopts a thinking posture. "If I didn't know
her I would think she was a witch or something like that…if not, then how is
she getting this info?
"Don't know don't care." Answered the cowboy. "All I know is that soon we all
will overtake Gaston in trophy numbers and you and I will gain a fortune from
taking pelts to Ms. Deville… for that I think I shall get a fox pelt for her."
"Usually I wouldn't agree with him." said Scar as one lioness takes the deer´s
carcass away. "But he is right, we cannot waste this opportunity. With some
luck we could have one less hero before sunrise."
Taking out a map Clayton trace their route. "If they continue that way they
will reach one of the princesses' houses closer to the forest and if they get
in they'll be inside the protection spell." He marks a part of the river not
far from their location. "If we set an ambush here we could cut them off and
take them down." He rolls up the map.
"Well then…what are we waiting for?" asks Scar. "Let's prepare ourselves a trap
and collect that prince."
"You hear him….LETS MOVE!" Roared Zira and soon the whole pack took off into a
sprint with both the hunter and the cowboy following after them.
"I don't know what those two are doing but they are certainly missing all fun
here." Declared Slim.
XXX
But contrary to what Slim was thinking, both McLeach and Slade were having a
lot of fun. Inside the Villainess Mansion, tonight's host been Lady Tremaine,
both hunters where enjoying the party that the evil stepmother had prepared for
what the invitation called a 'special event that will be a celebration for all
villains to the end of time' and for the moment the party seemed to be quite a
spectacular event.
A band, formed by skeletons, ghosts and little devils, was playing some really
good music. Around the ballroom, villains chat, play, eat and even dance with
each other. On one side Hades and Jafar were playing a magical version of
darts, using Pain and Panic as a dartboards, on a table close to the buffet,
Saluk and Shan-Yu where in the middle of a competition of pulse while some of
his Huns had started an eating contest against Shenzi, Banzai and Ed.
On another table Ratcliffe and Sykes seems to be in the middle of a business
discussion, with Ursula making some contracts. Close to them Madam Mim and "The
coachman" were comparing notes about how and what they should transform
children into and their uses. Somehow Stromboli had managed to convince mother
Gothel to dance with him and surprisingly Cruella Deville was there too dancing
with prince john of all people (or animals) while making comments about his
fur. Even Shere khan was there on a feline version of a dance with Si and Am,
the Siamese felines.
As for the Lady of the house; she and Queen La were having a nice conversation
about 'disobedient slaves,' when Edgar approaches them.
"Excuse me madam but your…special guest… has arrived." The butler announced.
"Ohhh…she is finally here?" She asked with a smile. "Excuse me dearie but I
need to attend to some business." And with that she leaves the ballroom.
Going up the stairs, the lady stops in front of a door as she hears laughs
inside the room alongside several pleasurable moans. Opening a little the door
she peaks inside and a smile appears in her face.
Drizella and Anastasia were sitting on the bed. Both dressed on their ball
gowns but barefoot, their feet extended with certain blonde princess, dressed
in a long black cloak, licking their soles hungrily, like a good little slave.
"Faster bitch! We want them clean for tonight's party!" Drizella ordered,
pressing her right foot into the face of the blonde. Cinderella inhales deeply,
forcefully sniffing the foot forced against her. The face of the princess was
already red and sweaty but wore an aroused smile.
"Yes mistress…right away mistress." The princess began suck on the foot making
sure to give each toe a taste with her tongue, cleaning it. Then she moved to
lick her dirty sole, savoring the salty flavor of her sweat and dirt. Soon her
head is seized by her other sister and force to face the other foot.
"We went to all the trouble of getting them nice and dirty for you." said
Anastasia rubbing her left foot on the face of the blonde, eliciting a moan of
pleasure from her. "The least you can do is lick them clean
"Yes mistress…sorry mistress. Thank you mistress." Cinderella replied as began
sucking the sole of the redhead's toes, sliding her tongue between her toes.
"Hey! I wasn't finish yet!" Drizella complained, rubbing her feet against the
hair of the princess, messing it up while wiping off the dirt and sweat from
her feet onto the once clean hair, leaving it dirty and a little damp where her
feet had been.
"Sorry mistress!" Cinderella switched again and resumed licking the sole of the
raven haired sister.
"Shame we won't have much time with her at the party." said Anastasia, rubbing
her wet foot against the side of her once stepsister, now slave's head.
"Maybe we could get a taste before it." The green clad sister pushed
Cinderella´s face with her foot, causing the blonde to fall, her cloak moving
to reveal a pair of golden shoes and the golden hem of the dress under it. Both
girls seems eager, they grasp a side of the dress that was showing with the
intention of tearing it.
"Ah ah ah girls... no early samples." Their mother called as she entered the
room, stopping them in their tracks
"Mother."
"Mistress."
The sisters release their hold and stand up while Cinderella bows to her.
"And also, don't be too rude…after all." she bends down picking a regal golden
tiara from the floor. "This is a special night for her." With false kindness
she places the object back on the princess´s head. "We want that she looks her
best don't we?"
"Yes mother." Both girls grumbled, sliding their shoes back on.
"Oh don't be like that girls." Their mother said. "You will also have a part in
tonight's event, don't forget that." Both sisters smile at the reminder.
A knock was heard.
"Excuse me lady Tremaine." Edgar poked his head through the door. "Some more
guests have arrived at the front door…and they said that they'd brought the
special deliveryfor tonight."
"Ahh… excellent." She replied with a grin. "Well girls, help the princess to
fix herself and get her down stairs." She moves to the door with a dark
expression on her face. "The show is about to begin."
XXX
Downstairs, Edgar opens the front door, allowing the stepmother to greet the
people waiting outside.
"Gaston so nice of you to come" She greets the hunter.
"No one makes a party without Gaston." He boasts, flexing his muscles
"Quite, quite." The Lady smiles; surprising the butler, not expecting her to
agree with the well-known, egomaniac. "This party would not be the same if you
hadn't come." Her eyes fell on the small child figure, wearing a long black
cloak; covering all of her. "And this must be your…plus one."
"Yeah." He answered, placing a hand on the figure's head, causing it to flinch.
"This little lady has come with me to help turning on the party."
"That's good." She said with a dark expression. "She will be of great
importance tonight…do please come in." She moves to the side to allow him to
entre, but not before handing the hunter a piece of paper with a number upon
it.
"My thanks, fair Lady." He replies before giving a light push to the figure's
upper back, causing them to stumble forward and to fall over the threshold, her
cloak lifting up their body slightly, revealing to Edgar a pair of small purple
heels and the hem of a purple gown. "Oops...sorry about that." Gaston mocked as
he helps the figure back to their feet and both enter.
"Medusa darling." Tremaine greets the next person.
"Tremaine, so nice of you to invite me to this little reunion." Both ladies
greeted each other, each bestowing two kisses on each of the other's cheeks.
"Oh don't thank me…you know I always love our little get-togethers." The
stepmother smiled. "So tell me…was your little journey… rewarding?
"Oh believe me…it was." With an evil look in her eye the scarlet clad
villainess turned to peer over her shoulder. Behind her Mr. Snoop was carrying
a sack, grumbling at the weight of its contents. "I don't know how you got one
of those golden keys but I'm more than happy that you did."
"Speak for yourself." The shorter man complained, placing down the sack. "Not
only did I have to carry the child all the way here, but also I was attacked by
those satanic puppies when we entered the house."
"Oh…stop complaining you useless waste of space." Barked Medusa. "It was only a
couple bites. Be thankful I managed to throw that sleeping powder before all
one hundred and one got to sink their teeth into you." The man huffed, crossing
his arms. "Besides just like as I did, you wanted revenge on the little brat,
so don't act like you weren't thinking over what you are going to do to her if
you win, the entire journey here."
"Exactly." Said Tremaine. "And please dear, do try not to mention that out
loud…the great majority don't know about THAT yet." She sends the shorter man a
glare. "Also I don't control anything …everything will be out of your own
luck." She hands them a number.
The man grumbles as he once again lifts the sack and carries it inside.
"You can leave that here, Edgar will take care of it." Tremaine then stops
Medusa, leaning into her she whispers into her ear. "Also don't worry my dear.
In case you don't get lucky I will make sure to record the whole experience for
you to enjoy anytime you want."
With that Madame Medusa grins and proceeds to join the party, though not before
giving the sack one last look and hungry glare, smirking at it.
Tremaine's smile grows, her lips lifting further with genuine happiness as she
spied two of her closer friends stepping up to the door.
"Maleficent, Grimhilde so nice you have come."
The Dark Fairy and the Evil Queen returned her smile, greeting her friend.
"Of course Lady Tremaine." Answered the Queen. "After what you told us, what
you were planning, there was no way we would miss this opportunity. Although we
do find ourselves in quite a predicament here, since we could only bring one
extra guest we couldn't agree on who we should bring."
"We both have good reasons to bring our respective choices." Continued
Maleficent, lightly petting her crow. "After all a history such as ours is full
of moments and people that we both would love to repay…so much we'd like to do
to those girls." A dark expression crossed the face of the evil mistress. "But
after we recalled who you had brought as the main event for tonight, the
decision became all too easy."
"Far too easy." Added the Evil Queen; playing with a shining golden key between
her thumb and forefinger. Both dark rulers looked over their shoulders to see a
group of Maleficent´s minions holding a bound figure, wrapped in a dark fabric
concealing their identity, with the exception of the uncovered pair of tanned
pumps decorated with yellow bows.
"Well, I'm actually surprised that, THAT brat gave you enough trouble to arrive
at this hour." Commented the evil stepmother.
A look of annoyance crossed the faces of both ladies.
"Oh no, she didn't give us that much trouble." Replied the Grimhilde as she
entered the mansion, Maleficent following closely behind her, each receiving a
number from Tremaine
"The reason we are late was because we needed to save that pair of idiots."
Said Maleficent as she pointed behind her with her thumb.
Looking, over Maleficent's shoulder, to where she was pointing Tremaine saw a
pair of well-known henchmen stumbling their way towards the door.
"Sorry, we are a bit late Lady Tremaine." Greeted the taller of the two. "We
had some trouble with the truck."
"Horace and Jasper." greeted the Lady uninterestedly. "Cruella was wondering
when you two would finally arrive…had some problems on your way?" She pressed,
seeing the state of the two. Jasper had a black eye, a lot of scratch marks on
his face, his jacket seemed to have been teared by something sharp, and when he
raised his hat she saw three bumps on his head.
Horace seemed a little bit worse. Both eyes where black, his nose seems to have
been hit rather hard, as it was bent on a side and his pants were torn at the
ankle on one side and on the other, the entire leg part was missing, showing
off bite and scratch marks on his hairy leg.
"What…nahhhhh." Replied Jasper. "Just some minor setbacks, but nothing too
serious. The vixen was a fighter but we captured her without a problem."
"Except for the scratches, the bites, the shovel she used to hit me, the race
she made us give her before catching her again, the fact you fell into that
well, or when that crazy chicken jumped on me or when the noise alerted some
people in the house and we had to run for our lives, just to run over
Maleficent and the Evil Queen…" he would have continued his list had Jasper not
hit him over the head.
"Yeah…well it was nice of them to lend us a hand and to help put our pursuers
to sleep."
"Not really…if they didn't put them to sleep they probably would have caught us
and discovered where we were going to take her, ruining the plans of the boss
and everyone…" A new hit shut him up.
""IN ANY CASE!" He gives his partner an angry look. "Mission accomplished." He
moved aside, allowing Lady Tremaine to see the 'package'.
It was similar to the one that Maleficent and the Queen had brought, but the
differences were in the pair of pink shoes, red furry ankles and the fox tail
coming out of the cloaked wrapped around her.
"Good for you." Said the Lady. "Please come in, Cruella already has your
numbers."
"Oh, so nice of her don't you think Jasper?" Asked Horace only to receive yet
another bonk on the head.
The minions of Maleficent just cackled at the sight of the two and Edgar
murmured something that sounded like "Idiots."
XXX
"Well look at this place." Tremaine's face adopted an expression of annoyance.
"You finally decided to fix it?"
"Abis Mal" Greeted the Lady with tedium.
The Arabian thief and his men just continued to smile.
"I hope you really can pay us." Said the short man. "Let me tell you, even with
that key you gave us, getting this one wasn't easy."
"That I can see." She mocks, seeing the black eye on his face and the marks of
battle on some of his men. "Who could have guessed that a teenager could give a
group of grown man such as yourselves such troubles?"
"Laugh if you want…you are not the one who was receiving her arrows." He pulls
one out of his ass "But at least I have a nice souvenir." He pulls out a bow.
"Do you even know how to use that?" She mocks.
"Shouldn't be that difficult." He then turns to his men "Bring her in boys!"
One tall henchman carries an unconscious red haired girl, dressed in a green
dress "Out of curiosity…what do you have against this one?"
"This bitch thought she could humiliate my daughters when they were putting
their new pet in her place. So now it's my time to show her just what happens
to those who dare to cross me or my family."
"Bitter much." The thief said. "Anyways now that we've brought her…."
Tremaine just rolled her eyes at the expectant face of the man.
"Yes, yes…you can stay and eat and I will pay you later." She dismisses him.
"Hahaha…pleasure doing business with you." He turns to his men. "You heard the
lady boys…TIME TO CELEBRATE!"
The men cheer and enter the house.
"Edgar, you and the others take the packages to their respective rooms." She
ordered the butler "After that you can join the party if you want…who knows,
maybe you will get lucky tonight."
"You are too kind madam." He replied with a smile as he took the sack. "Okay,
everyone follow me." He then proceeded to the lead the way for the others.
Tremaine watched them for a moment when Drizella poked her head out the door of
the ballroom giving her a thumbs up gesture.
The stepmother smiled. "Showtime."
XXX
Back at the party the new guests either went straight to speaking with old
friends and allies or headed directly for the food. Some villains decided to
try and get close to Gaston, something he loved, and questioned him about the
little cloaked figure he'd brought, that seemed to be really nervous, been
surrounded by all these villains, but the hunter just said that it was a
surprise and that she was part of tonight's special event. This made the others
really curious and even more so when both Drizella and Anastasia arrived with a
cloaked figure of their own, although much taller than the one Gaston had
brought.
This was the moment when the evil stepmother claimed the scene.
Silence please!" Lady Tremaine announced; her voice cold and harsh, cutting
through the ramblings of her fellow villains, the demonic music screeching to a
stop at her declaration.
"Thank you, now as your host I'd like to welcome you all to our first annual
Sexualem Celebrationem." She paused as applause sounded around her, Mr. Snoop
whistling as Shere khan released dominating roar while Si and Am rest against
his back.
"Tonight all bets are off. All rules are changed. Tonight we all get
our...happy ending." Lady Tremaine laughed, placing a suggestive tone on her
final two words, a trio of hyenas erupted into laughter in the crowd as low
sinister chuckling joined them from the more lethal members of the villain
community, the Huns and Abis Mal´s thieves releasing hearty laughter as they
clinked their pint glasses of ale and rum. "Yes, now before we get to...the
highlight of the evening, some thanks are in order."
Silence fell, Lady Tremaine spied her daughters guiding the cloaked figure
through the crowd toward the center of the room.
"Thank you, Hades, Lord of the Underworld for providing us with the help and
musicians for tonight." She gestured to the demons holding their instruments in
the far corner of the room and to the tuxedo clad skeletons carrying silver
trays of hors d'oeuvres and beverages.
Applause sounded as the God of the Underworld rose from his throne at his
table, decorated by the skulls of fallen heroes; he gave a light bow, his
arrogant smirk remaining in place as his flaming locks licked at the air.
"Thank you also to Dr Facilier for providing the...secret ingredients for
tonight's meals." Low desperate groans of poor souls filtered down from the
kitchen. "And for providing the security in the form of your shadow minions."
Applause filled the air again. The Shadow Man rose from his humble chair and
bow gracefully, taking off his hat, his own shadow bowing repeatedly against
the wall.
"And thank you to Cruella for aiding in the preparation of the food and your
help with the decorations." Cruella rose to her feet, bowing as applause echoed
around her. "And finally thank you to Gaston for...providing some of
tonight's...entertainment." The hunter rose, bowing as a fresh wave of applause
shook the building, much louder than the previous ones.
"BUT" exclaim Tremaine causing the silent to return "there is one that I must
thanks above all, someone that without its help this night wouldn't be
possible." she gives a dark look to the cloaked figure as her daughters grab
the cloak "Allow me to introduce you the key of our victory and also the one
who will give us the first part of tonight show. The one and onlyprincess
Cinderella!"
The sisters tore the cloak revealing the blonde princess.
Cinderella was dressed in a golden ball gown with white capped sleeves, peplum
and petticoats. Golden slippers on her feet, her hands were cover by long opera
gloves. Round her neck she wears a pearl necklace, decorated with hearth cut
diamonds, along with a pair of earrings of the same material. With the golden
tiara sitting in her head she was the perfect image of a princess, if it was
not for the nervous, semi aroused look in her face.
"That's right!" continued Tremaine over the shock of every villain in the room.
"Thanks to the princess generous donations not only today are we enjoying a
very well deserved party, but also she gave us a way to ensure a victory over
those pesky princesses and heroes that think that they can order us around,
that we're no longer a threat." Some villains let out a growl of anger while
others looked on in confusion.
"Explain yourself Tremaine." Declared Jafar trying to grasp just what she was
saying.
"Yes, this girl is a pain to be around like the other pampered girls." Said
McLeach "I can't even shoot my gun at home because one of them always appears
saying that I'm bothering the birdsor something like that, and they never
travel alone."
"And I have to put up with children climbing into my yard!" Screamed Prince
John. "I cannot even threaten to throw then into the dungeon because she or one
of the other brats gets in my face or call their pesky friends or husbands…I
NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP AND I CANT GET IT WITH CHILDREN LAUGHING AND SCREAMING
OUTSIDE MY WINDOW!"
"That's nothing…I can't hunt anything that the princesses consider a friend!"
Called Shere khan "Every time I try to eat a deer or a bunny one of those girls
gets in the middle and I need to go back to look for something else or risk
having a hunting party after me." He then point the Siamese cats. "Si and Am
had found themselves at the wrong end of a broom…" Then the trio of felines
looked at Cinderella, their eyes filled with immense hatred."…Courtesy of her,
and all because they were after some mice."
"Patient my dear friends." Said the evil stepmother, seeing that the mood was
starting to heat up. "All you need to know it's that this bitch will never give
us trouble ever again and soon, thanks to her this night others will
follow….isn't that right Slave?"
Cinderella looks up, feeling the gaze of each and every villain in the room.
Some with confusion, some with rage, but a lot more, especially from the males,
filled with lust as their gazes roam her body, undressing her with their eyes
"Y-yes mistress." She said with a broken tone. It was getting harder to breath
as she felt her excitement grow as did the wet sensation between her legs.
"Oh ho-ho-ho! I see." Hades suddenly said understanding. "You have been having
fun, haven't you Tremaine?" He sent her a smile, gaining one in return from
her. "Long time since I've seen a slave been broken." This called the attention
of the other villains. "This party really is going to be unforgettable." He
sits back on his dark throne, leaning back. "Please do proceed."
"Thank you Hades." The evil stepmother then turns back to her daughters.
"Drizella, Anastasia…would you do the honors?
"With pleasure mother." both said in unison as they began circling the princess
like a pair of sharks. Cinderella followed their movements, trembling a little
as her arousal grew each second that she felt their dark gazes on her.
"Well look at that…she is shaking like a leaf." Said Anastasia. "What's the
matter princess? ...Scared?"
"N-No mistress." The blonde stuttered, her breath catching in her throat, a
light tinge of a blush appearing upon her face
"Maybe she is getting excited." Proposed Drizella. "Having all these men around
her must be awaking her inner bitch."
Some villains in the audience laughed at that. Their laughter helping to invoke
a larger blush to spread across the princess' face.
"But sister." Anastasia said with false shock. "A princess shouldn't allow
herself to feel things so low as lust." She sent the blonde a dark smirk.
"That's reserved for the lowest and dirties of the whores."
"Then maybe that's what she is, a whore." The black haired girl proclaimed.
"Now, now sister." The redhead scolded playfully. "You know we can't go around
saying that about one of the most prestigious of the princesses without
evidence."
"Then let's ask her." Her sister retorted before giving the blonde her own dark
smirk. "I'm sure that someone as regal and proper lady will only tell the
truth."
"Good idea sister…now Cinderella." The princess straightened after hearing her
name. "We want to ask you something and I hope you can answer sincerely."
"Yes mistress, I'll do as you order and answer you sincerely." She responded.
"Very well…I want you to clarify." She steps in front of Cinderella. "Are you a
princess or a whore?"
The entire audience fell into silence, on the edge of their seats, waiting for
the answer.
Cinderella looks at her sister directly in the eyes. One part of her wanted to
fight and not give the villains the satisfaction of having power over her, nor
the pleasure of having her admit it. But that part was minuscule compared to
the part of her that remembered just how good it felt having her mistresses
punish her pussy and her ass with her own glass slippers, the sensation of the
spanking her stepmother gave her, the flavor of the feet and pussy of her
sisters that she got to taste as a reward for her service, and how much she
enjoyed it every time she was treated like a slave, a tool, something less than
trash…a simple whore, if even that…been reminded she was worth less than the
dirt on the sole of her mistresses.
"I…I…I'm a whore." She finally said.
"What was that? ...I couldn't quite hear you." poked Anastasia.
"I'm a whore!" Screamed the blonde. "I'm just a simple whore, a tool for you
and mistress Drizella to use as you fit!"
Everyone gasped at that and well more than a single face adopted an evil
perverted grin towards the princess.
"Really? ... What a shock." Mocks Drizella, taking a position behind the
blonde. "One would believe you are a princess from how you look."
"My sister is right." Said Anastasia, raising her hand towards the blonde's
neck. "If you are not a princess then you don't need THESE!" Grabbing the
necklace she tears it away, "Or THESE!" In a quick movement she grabs the
earrings and tears them from her ears, causing some blood to trickle down from
Cinderella's ear. The blonde princess let out a moan of pleasure at feeling of
the pain as she grit her teeth. "Do you?"
"N-No-no mistress." She managed between her heavy breaths.
"Then you should thank us releasing you from their weight." said Drizella.
"Yes mistress…th…thank you mistress." Said Cinderella, causing the villains to
burst into fits of laughter once again.
"That also means." Anastasia continued, taking a hold of the golden material of
the gown's skirt. "That you should thank us for this." She tears the cloth,
revealing the white petticoats beneath it.
"And THIS!" said Drizella, grabbing the peplum part of the dress and tearing it
away.
"Yes mistress…thank you mistress."
"Can't hear you." said Anastasia, tearing one of the sleeves.
"Yes mistress…thank you mistress!"
"Still can't hear you." Pushed Drizella; grabbing hold of the golden gown from
behind and tearing it.
"Yes mistress…Sorry mistress…THANK YOU MISTRESS!"
"LOUDER!" Screams Anastasia, grabbing the bodice of the gown and tearing it
open and revealing the bouncing slightly bruised breasts of the princess.
"YES MISTRESS…THANK YOU MISTRESS!"
Both Sisters step back and admire their handiwork with wicked smiles. The gown
was totally ruined, except for the petticoats that still covered the modesty of
the princess. Cinderella´s face was red with excitement, even more noticeable
for the rise of her breast now visible for the audience to admire, her nipples
pointed and on clear display.
"Now she looks more like what she truly is, a whore, not a princess." Commented
Anastasia.
"Yeah, but I think she still has too many fancy clothes for that." Her sister
replied before getting close to Cinderella once again. "What do you say
princess?" She pressed in a mocking tone. "Do you want us to get rid of this
too?" She asks grabbing the cloth round her waist.
"Yes Mistress…please…get rid of it." Cried Cinderella.
"You want us to make you naked?" Asked Anastasia with false shock.
"I don't care…do what you wish with me!" The princess cried, waiting to feel
free of the restricting clothes she wore, and to feel her body being abused by
her mistresses.
Her sister smiles and with one big pull the last part of the gown was torn from
the princess' body.
"Well look at his, she even wears whore's underwear." Commented Anastasia,
referring to the yellow bow panties the blonde had put on.
"And that's not all!" Declared her sister, pointing at the growing wet patch on
her panties. "Looks like this little whore is all exited."
Both sisters laughed, sharing a look as they take their positions on either
side of the princess. Each one taking hold of one of the knots of the panties
and with one simple tug, the knots come free and the cloth falls to the floor,
reveling Cinderella's dripping pussy.
"HA…and THIS is supposed to be a princess?" Laughed Jafar.
"Oh please even before she wasn't much of royalty." Said the Evil Queen. "She
wasn't more than a lowly maid in this house."
"I hear she passed her days surrounded by mice and other critters." Madame
Medusa proclaimed.
"Oh, I can assure you that that is true." Said Tremaine.
"Quite fitting… a beast surrounded by vermin…no, a slightly bigger vermin
surrounded by more vermin." said The Coachman "And I know of that."
"She certainly acts like an animal." Commented Radcliffe
"HEY DON'T INSULT US!" yelled Shenzi.
"Yeah we have more class than her." Commented Banzai, popping out of a cake
with his head covered in icing. Ed then following up by nodding his head
repeatedly, sending cake pieces at the governor.
"Yeah…real difference." He said with disgust.
Back to the princess, the sisters were not finish yet.
"Your slippers slave." Ordered Anastasia.
"Yes mistress." Cinderella replied as she slips both her feet out from the
golden slippers. She bends over to pick them up, showing her ass and pussy to
the villains behind her. The males especially the Huns and Abis-mal´s men howl
and wolf-whistle at the view, while some tried to get closer to the princess
but are stopped by feeling of an icy sensation on their backs, turning round
they are met with the gaze of Maleficent, sending them a warning glare that
promised death and suffering if they moved any closer.
Rising up the blonde princess hands her slippers to her sisters.
"Well I think that she is now dressed accordingly…don't you think?!" She calls
for the villains opinion, all cheer seeing one of the princesses only dressed
in a pair of gloves, stockings and her tiara.
"Well since we have already established that you are a whore, why don't you act
like one?" Drizella commented. "Show everyone here what you really are."
"Yes Mistress." Replied Cinderella before lowering herself to sit upon the
floor, spreading her legs. She then proceeds to grope her right breast; lightly
massaging it as her other hand slides down her body and starts to caress her
wet entrance.
The villains watch on with amusement, enjoying her moans of pleasure beginning
to surge from the princess' mouth as her fingers threated to enter her pussy.
The princess moaned as the fingers of her left hand trace her wet entrance and
her right hand continued to grope her breast, massaging the fleshy mound to the
delight of her and her audience. Nipping her nipple between her fingers, she
squishes and pulls it, releasing out screams, screams a mixture of pain and
pleasure..
"Well slave are you still a princess?" Asked Anastasia.
"N-No Mistress I'm not!" exclaimed the blonde, teasing her clitoris and moving
her other hand to grope her left breast.
"Then what are you? ...A slave?" Pushes Drizella.
"Yes!" Cried the blonde, pinching her erect clit.
"A simple bitch?" Poked the redhead again.
"Yes! I am your bitch." She moves her fingers to her mouth and suck on them
before returning her hand to her breast, her wet fingers encircling her pointed
nipple, she shudders in excitement.
"Then scream!" Orders Drizella. "Scream it to the world and let everyone hear
you and know who you really are!"
"I'M A SLAVE, A HORNY BITCH, A TOOL TO BE USED…PLEASE LET ME TASTE YOUR CUM AND
SERVE YOU WITH MY DIRTY BODY." She cries, pinching and pulling at her nipple,
introducing the tips of her fingers to her pussy.
"And that's all you will ever be!" Exclaims Anastasia, stomping her foot over
Cinderella's hand, forcing her fingers to cram inside her pussy. The sudden
mixture of pain and pleasure causes Cinderella to pull her nipple even harder,
releasing screams of pain that quickly became moans of pleasure, as she moves
her fingers faster under the shoe of her stepsister. Soon the juices begin to
flow out of Cinderella, the blonde wears a smile of happiness and perversion as
she feels her juices cover her hand and the shoe pressed against it.
"What a dirty slave." Said the redhead; retrieving her shoed foot. "She just
got my shoe all dirty."
"That's not right." Said Drizella putting herself behind Cinderella before
giving the slave a shove her with her foot. "You make a mess and dirtied your
mistress…now you will face the consequences." She gets out a riding crop
"Mi-Mistress?" She stuttered half terrified and half aroused by the site of the
crop.
"Ass in the air slave." She ordered, and the blonde complied, leaning forward
and sticking her bare rear into the air, her leaking pussy on clear display.
"Now you will clean the shoe of my sister while taking the punishment you
deserve."
"Yes mistress." Cinderella began to lick her cum off of her mistress' shoe, her
tongue sliding along the dirty, creamy sole of the shoe, swallowing every drop
her tongue procured..
"Well she didn't need much convincing." commented Anastasia.
"You dirty little whore…you wanted this didn't you, you little bitch?" Drizella
spat as she spanks the princess´ rear with the crop, savoring the crack that
sounded, filling the room, as it made contact with Cinderella's, soon followed
by a cry of pain and pleasure.
Cinderella let out a muffled scream as she tries to continue suck more of her
sister's shoed foot.
"What was that?" Asked Anastasia, retrieving her foot as her sister struck the
blonde's right cheek, "I thought we instructed you to speak louder."
"Ah ah…I...I…AH." Cinderella cries as Drizella struck her ass, interrupting
her. "I want… (SLAP)…I need… (SLAP)….ah….(SLAP)…"Red scars begin to appear upon
her ass and her pussy begins to leak again with renewed vigor. "
(SLAP)…YESSSSS….I WANT THIS… (SLAP)…PLEASE SPANK ME, PUNISH ME, MARK MY ASS
(SLAP)….PLEASE (SLAP, SLAP, SLAP) MISTRESS…. LET ME SUCK AND TASTE YOUR FEET!"
The redheaded sister smiles darkly and slipping her left foot out of her
slipper, she presents it to the slave girl.
"This is what you want?" She presses. The blonde tries to reach for it,
stretching her neck, but Drizella strikes her ass again, stopping her.
"Yes…mistress…please." Begged the princess, extending her tongue past her lips,
trying to reach it.
"Open wide then!" She instructed and suddenly Anastasia moved her foot,
inserting her big toe inside Cinderella´s mouth. The blonde released a small
scream as her ass was struck one more mixed with a gasp of shock, both soon
becoming a moan of pleasure as she began to suck on the toe and slide her
tongue around it.
"Ha, she even acts like a dog." Pointed out Cruella, noticing how the ass of
the princess wiggled in the air. "All she need is a tail."
Smiling evilly, Drizella spread the wiggling scarred ass checks and proceeded
insert the rod into the puckering anus of the blonde. The sudden intrusion
causing the princess to suck even harder on the big toe in her mouth. She
groaned on the toe in pleasure, lightly wiggling her ass and her new "tail",
each moving in unison as if showing her enjoyment and pleasure.
"Now she really is a bitch." Chuckles Hades.
"The mighty princess bitch." Laughed Madam Mim.
"Maybe we should call her Princess Bitcherella." Hollard Shenzi; receiving a
laugh from her brothers.
The fallen princess ignores them, preferring to pay attention to the flavor of
her mistress Anastasia's divine toe in her mouth, and the feeling of mistress
Drizella sliding the rod in and out of her ass.
"That's right bitch, show us more." Said the black haired girl; taking one of
the golden slippers and inserting the heel into Cinderella´s dripping pussy.
The wet walls swallowed the heel of the shoe hungrily, it sank in with ease to
the delight of the blonde who continues to try and devour more of her mistress
foot, taking all her big toes into her mouth. Finally she can't take it anymore
and soon cums in an explosion of juices pouring out of her pussy.
Anastasia takes back her foot, her toes and some of her foot not wet with their
slave's saliva, she proceeds to dry it using Cinderella´s hair, making sure to
mess her hairstyle and knock the tiara off of her head. She loved using the
slave as her toe rag The princess falls onto the floor with her ass still
sticking up into the air, while the slipper is shoots out of her pussy which
still continues to drool cum.
"Oh, oh…I think we'd better call her Princess Cunterella." laughed Banzai,
getting every villain into a fit of laugher as they point and insult the fallen
blonde who doesn't seem to care.
"Cin…Cinderella?"
…That is until an innocent and familiar voice reached the blonde's ears and
makes her look up.
There, in front of her wearing a lilac-pink princess gown decorated with
diamonds and pearls, a crystal tiara, lilac-pink stockings and purple
slippers…was Princess Sofia.
The little princess didn't know what to think when Gaston invited her to a
Halloween party. She knew that staying out after dark was dangerous, from what
others have told her and her family, but the hunter assured her that she would
be fine as long as he was with her. Surprisingly, it was her sister who
convinced her to come, saying that this was a good opportunity to learn about
the so called 'villains' and that she was going to one herself. So after her
parents give her permission, however, had they not had their backs to her, she
would have seen the colorful spirals in their eyes.
She had put on her cloak that Gaston gave her and met with Gaston at his house,
where Amber and Prince Hans left for their own party; and from there to Lady
Tremaine´s house. Of course seeing Maleficent, arriving almost at the same time
put her on her nerves and the presence of a good majority of the most infamous
villains inside the mansion didn't help them any, but she tried to remain calm
and close to Gaston all the times.
Then Cinderella was put on the spotlight and confusion ruled her mind.
When the stepsisters began to destroy the blonde princess's dress, Sofia wanted
to jump in, but Gaston kept her in place, making her wonder what was happening
and why Cinderella didn't defend herself. As the events advanced, Sofia was
filled with even more confusion and even fear, but when the blonde began to
masturbate…a new, hot feeling flowered within her and kept her watching the
spectacle as a warm sensation began to grow and spread from her crotch. In her
distraction, she didn't notice Gaston taking off her cloak and only did react
when the hunter pushed her forward, sending her in front of the horny fallen
princess.
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"Cinderella…what…what's going on? …why are you….?" The little princess tried to
ask but a hand ensnares her wrist.
"Our slave told us about you." Said Anastasia. "The dirty commoner whose mother
seduced a king, just too dress in nice clothes and jewelry." She threw her
towards Cinderella, who caught her and pulled her into a protective hug.
"Nothing more than another whore, like this dirty little slave who thought that
a nice dress and a pair of slippers could make her into a princess when all she
is now and always will be is another horny, dirty slave."
"Same as you Princess Sofia." spat Anastasia. "A brat who thinks herself
royalty…while she is barley even a dirty commoner."
"DON'T SPEAK OF HER OR ME LIKE THAT!" Sofia tried to defend herself against the
words of the villains.
"They are right." said Cinderella shocking the little brunette, who turns to
see the blonde princess.
"You can't really think that!" Cried Sofia. "You told me that I have what was
needed to be a princess….LIKE YOU!"
"Ohh my sweet child." Cinderella caressed Sofia's cheek. "If we really were
meant to be princesses we would have been born as one." Her hand rises to the
head of the little princess. "Just because we wear a crown and dresses we
believe that we are of royalty." Her hand closed around Sofia´s tiara. "Thanks
to my mistresses I now see the true…we are nothing but servants." She takes the
tiara and throws it away. Sofia tries to recover it but the elder princess
holds her by the wrist. "We must be thankful for what life has dealt us and not
try to hide who we are with jewelry and titles that don't belong to us." Her
hand grasp Sofia´s amulet
"Please Cinderella don't do it!" Sofia begged, trying to keep the blonde
princess from taking her most beloved possession. "This is not like you…PLEASE
SNAP OUT OF IT!"
"Like me?" The blonde questioned "I'm a servant, a whore, what I am is what my
mistresses decide…A PAIR OF GLASS SLIPPERS ARE NOT GOING TO CHANGE THAT!" And
with a strong pull the chain breaks and the amulet is sent flying away. Sofia
managed to get loose from the hold and dived to retrieve it, but Drizella jumps
in and sits on her back. Sofia slams onto the floor, grunting in pain as
Drizella enjoyed her new seat.
"And where do you think you are you going?"
"Please no…you are hurting me…" The princess cries kicking and trying to free
herself.
"She doesn't understand yet." The evil sister said. "Maybe it's time to be more
firm." And looking at Cinderella she points at the kicking legs of her cushion.
Understanding, the blonde crawls to them, carefully gripping one ankle, she
slides off Sofia´s right slipper, she lifts the opening to her face, inhaling
the scent deeply. She moans at the sweaty scent of the girl's feet. She places
it beside her and moves in, she lightly sniffs Sofia's little stocking clad
toes, damp from sweat. Her lips part and take in her stockinged foot. The
little princes lets out a started gasp as the blonde princess began suck on her
toes through the pinkish material of her stockings.
Cinderella tasted her, running her tongue over Sofia's sole and the bottom of
her toes, savoring the flavor. The sock quickly began to get wet with her
saliva; Cinderella nipped the stocking with her teeth and began pulling the
cloth, before proceeding to toy with the foot, taking it in and out of her
mouth. Finally the blonde bit the tip of the stocking and pulls with all her
might. Soon a ripping sound is heard and Sofia´s toes are exposed. Cinderella
chews the fabric, sucking on the sweat and saliva from it before spitting it
next to Sofia's slipper.
"Ahh…no…what are you…?" Sofia cries, feeling Cinderella's hot, wet tongue
sliding between her toes, her teeth nipping her big toe. "Please stop that!"
The blonde princess takes the foot out of her mouth and using a finger she
begins to tear the rest of the stocking, leaving Sofia's small foot completely
exposed. She begins to bestow small kisses along the creamy damp sole. Sofia´s
toes curl and scrunch each time the lips of the elder princess touch her skin.
The sensation that she received causing her to stop her fruitless struggles,
staying almost completely still on the floor beneath Drizella's rear.
Drizella takes advantage and taking the other leg, she slips her hand inside
the dress and taking hold of the other stocking by its hem she begins to take
it and the remaining slipper off.
Seeing the other now naked foot, Cinderella switches to the other shoe and
starts her licks anew, moaning at the taste of Sofia's salty sole. Sofia´s
screams became quieter and quieter as her arousal rose with each lick; she
released a small cry as Cinderella lightly bites her heel.
"Well slave?" Drizella asks, giving the purple shoe in her hand a small sniff,
her nose wrinkling at the potent odor. "Are those feet tasty?
"Yes Mistress." the blonde responds before giving them a long lick, from
Sofia's heel to the tip of her big toe. "They are delicious."
"More so than ours?" questioned Anastasia.
"No mistress, yours are the best." The blonde replied without hesitation.
"Yours are the ones I love to lick, to taste, to worship the most…I wish they
were on my face so I may inhale their heavenly aroma and fill my lungs with it.
I want to have them inside my dirty pussy, to make me cum, before allowing me
to clean them of my dirty cum and the dirt you walk on." As she spoke
Cinderella stood on her knees, causing Sofia´s feet to fall directly below her
dripping cunt.
Sofia began to squirm at the feeling of the juices of the blonde dripping onto
her feet, for some reason she couldn't help but note that it felt familiar. But
before she could think more about it a dark figure walks from the circle of
villains.
Cinderella was enjoying the sensation of Sofia´s little feet on her pussy after
she lowered herself a little, when a green hand grabbed her hair and pulls her
away, pain and pleasure shot through her body as her eyes squeezed shut.
"This has been really entertaining, but perhaps it's time to put the games
aside and teach this kid a real hard lesson." Stated Maleficent, approaching
them. "After all a child will not learn anything by just receiving words…
actions speak far louder after all."
"By all means your highness." Said Drizella with an arrogant smile, standing up
and releasing the little princess from her weight. "Please help us."
Using her magic, the dark fairy lifted Sofia from the floor until she was at
the same level as Cinderella. A green ring of energy with a smoke-like
consistency bind her hands together above her head, leaving the little princess
suspended in the air.
"You better understand…you are not a princess and tonight you will be even less
than a servant, so better get you dressed for your rightful place." Said the
Evil Fairy. Then she turns to Cinderella "Get rid of this stupid dress."
"Do as she says slave!" Spat Drizella when the fallen princess didn't move.
"Yes mistress." the blonde slave replied crawling towards the captive brunette.
Cinderella then grabs a handful of Sofia´s skirt and begins to pull. The
brunette princess tries to beg for her to stop but the blonde didn't listen.
"Cinderella please stop!…You need to stop!" ripping sounds begin to be heard.
"PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!…PLEASE!…" The purple fabric begins to give way.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Finally pearls are sent flying as Cinderella falls to the floor
with a good chunk of the purple gown in her hands. Looking up she sees that
only the front of Sofia´s dress was ripped, showing off her slender, creamy
legs, one with the ruined stocking, and her purple underwear to all who was
present.
The little princess squeezed her eyes tight, trying to hold back the tears that
threatened to escape.
"Well isn't this a surprise?" Said Drizella. "You are a failure even at this."
"Yeah, you must do better." Continued Anastasia, taking hold of Sofia's ruined
gown from behind. "Like THIS!" With a strong pull what was left of the gown was
torn away, causing the little princes to flinch as she tries harder not to cry.
"Sorry mistress…I-I will do better." Said the blonde as she rose to her feet.
Cinderella then gets close to Sofia once again and grabs hold of the neckline
of her bodice with both hands. The brunette opens her watering eyes, giving the
blonde princess a silent plea.
But Cinderella is unaffected and begins to pull with all her strength; the
blonde tears the last part of the dress revealing Sofia's childish breasts.
This time Sofia can't stop the tears from escaping her eyes.
Not deterred by this, the blond kneels and grabs Sofia´s knickers. Without
missing a beat the blonde tears the undergarment away, sneaking a light sniff
of the crotch before letting the cloth fall to the ground as she stood up,
letting the villains see the now nude body of the little princess.
While some villains simple chuckle at her misfortune , Slade and The Coachman
look more eager to get close; with the poacher roaming Sofia´s body with the
eyes, as the donkey trainer wore an evil toothy grin upon his face.
"What's this...tears?" Asked Maleficent. "What happened to all that bravo you
had?"
"HA…the brat may act tough but it's just an act, she's really just a crying
baby." Mocked Anastasia.
"She acts like a princess." said Drizella standing behind Sofia. "But she is
still just a little girl." and with that she grabs Sofia's prepubescent breasts
roughly before beginning to caress them.
"Umm…umm." Sofia tries to stop a moan from escaping her lips. She doesn't know
why but this also feels really familiar to her.
"What's that?" Probed the sister. "Speak louder." She pinched Sofia's nipples
hard.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!"
"Now girls that's not the way." Scolded Maleficent. "I said actions are louder
than words, but I was referring to her actions." She points at Cinderella who
was busy smelling Sofia´s ruined knickers again, and masturbating to the smell.
"After all she was the first to welcoming her when she arrived, so I think it's
fitting that she gives the lesson."
Both sisters crackle.
"Well slave you better be grateful." Stated Anastasia, calling the attention of
the blonde. "Consider this a reward for been such a good dog you little bitch."
"She is all yours." said Drizella. "Come here and show her what we taught you."
"Yes mistress…thank you mistress." The blonde crawls until she is directly in
front of Sofia´s crotch. She then proceeds to caress her legs and inner thighs.
"So soft." Murmured the fallen princess. "That's something I admire about you."
She continued while the little princess began to squirm at the blonde's
caresses. "Your skin, so white, so creamy and so soft…" Her eyes fell on her
little hole, she moves her face closer. "…So cute and so alluring." She then
proceed to slowly extend her tongue past her lips before slowly and carefully
licking her little slit as her hands massaged her little buttocks.
"Ah…no wait!…Ah ah…what are you…? No…ah…stop!" The princess begged, trying to
move away, but Cinderella´s hands gripped her ass with enough force to hold her
in place and Maleficent's spell ensured she had no escape and Cinderella's
tongue continued to taste the inner folds of her pussy.
"Umm…umm..ah…umm…ah…ah…ple-ah….please…ah…no." The slim fingers of the blonde
grasped the tender flesh of her little rear, sending shocks of pleasure
throughout her body. Suddenly the hands spread her butt cheeks and Sofia felt a
single finger find its way to her butthole.
"ahhhhhhhhh!…No…don't put it there….ahhhhhhh!" Cinderella introduced her index
finger to Sofia's anus and started to move it. On instincts, Sofia began to
move her hips, trying to get the finger out, but her limited movements only
help in the actions of pulling the finger inside her butt, and the tongue in
her pussy. Soon she felt a low pressure and some warm liquid begin to flow out
of her.
"Oh Sofia…you are so delicious." the eyes of Cinderella reflect her lust and
sexual hunger. "I need more." And she clamps her mouth down; she begins to suck
Sofia young pussy, drinking up the leaking cum.
"Ah…ah….ummm….ah…s…stop!" Sofia´s body trembling as Cinderella continued lick
and suck her pussy. The hands of the blonde continue to play with her ass,
gripping it until red marks began to appear over the creamy skin.
As the tongue of the fallen princes found her clitoris, Sofia´s mind began to
shutdown as the hot feelings caused by the princess increased, causing her to
begin to stop her resistance. Her breathing became more difficult. A building
sensation grew where the mouth of the blonde continued its assault.
"Ah…ah….Cin…Cinderella…I feel…I feel..ah…ah….ahhhhhhhhhh!" Finally the little
princess couldn´t hold back anymore and soon the mouth of Cinderella received
the glorious rain.
"HAHAHAHAHA." Laughed Drizella alongside Anastasia. "Well what do you know…she
can cum a river, and at such a young age too, such a little whore." She
positioned herself behind Sofia and began fondling her tiny breasts from
behind.
"What do you said slave?" Pushed Anastasia, seeing the brunette trying to catch
her breath. "Want to continue?"
"Yes…yes…I need to taste more." Cinderella cried frantically as she proceed to
insert two fingers into the wet entrance. Sofia's shivers only seemed to arouse
the blonde even further and soon the Cinderella inserted her fingers in all the
way, causing the brunet to let out a cry of pain and pleasure.
But then a frown appeared upon the face of Cinderella. She moves her fingers
inside Sofia causing more small cries form the small princess, she suddenly
pulls them out and looks at her now wet fingers, her face adopt a look of
surprise.
"What's the matter slave?" Questioned Anastasia.
The fallen princess looked at her fingers and then to her mistress.
"She's not virgin." She finally stated.
Everything stopped…but only for a moment.
"YOU HYPOCRITICAL LITTLE BITCH!" Screamed Drizella, twisting Sofia´s nipples.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Sofia cries out in pain, her screams getting louder when the
black haired girl began to pull them to their limit. "You try to tell us that
you and this whore were true princesses…WHEN YOU ALREADY WENT AND FUCK WITH
SOME IDIOT?"
"HEY!" Gaston yelled from the crowd.
"Fu…fuck?...ah…no…what….I…ah…ah." Sofia cried, trying to make sense of anything
but the pain she was feeling filled her mind.
"Ugh kids today." Commented Hades as he lit a cigar.
"A true lady wouldn't be acting like that." Said Madame Medusa.
"A true PRINCESS and future queen would be pure until marriage." Added the Evil
Queen.
"This just proves that they give the title to anyone with an angel face." Said
Ursula.
"BUT!" Yelled Maleficent with a dark smile, calling everyone's attention. "This
also means that we don't need to be to kind with her anymore." She sent a look
towards Cinderella before grabbing her staff and twirling her hand above the
crystal top, she began to chant. "Rise inner feelings of desire and lust; show
us the true wishes and desires of this little whore!"Green smoke surge from the
top of the orb, and soon the smoke began circle round Cinderella´s waist. The
blonde let out a cry of delight as from the smoke conjured black vines that
bound themselves around the blonde's waist and twisted and twirled around her
crotch until a black dildo was formed.
"Ah—Ah…what-what is…?" The fallen princess panted, her gaze locked on the black
thing. Grasping it with a hand she was rewarded by a jolt of pleasure that
intensified as she began to stroke it.
"Your true desire." Answered the Mistress of Evil. "It seems that you truly are
a slut in both mind and heart." The blonde just looked up for a moment before
smiling and continue to stroke her new member. "So why don't you put that to
good use?" And with a wave of her hand the green smoke above Sofia disappeared,
dropping the little princess onto the floor. Smiling the horny blond stepped
closer to the panting child and lifted her by the waist.
"Please…no more…let me go!" Begged the exhausted princess.
"Not yet." Replied the blonde. "The best part is still yet to come." She then
placed the wooden head of her member against the wet entrance, shivering in
pleasure as she began to push.
"Ahhhhhh…IT HURTS!" cries Sofia, eyes watering at the feeling of the sudden
invasion.
"Ah…so tight and so warm." Moaned Cinderella, feeling the wet walls clamping
down on her member as she slowly forced it in, shivering in pleasure as each
inch was submerged inside. Sofia began to squirm and kick, using the little
strength she still possessed, trying to get away from the blonde. "Ummm….Sofia
you are squeezing me…ummm." She pulls out before ramming with force causing the
little princess to stop and scream in pain.
"Get it out…please it hurts!" Cries Sofia, feeling the hard thing ram the
inside of her pussy.
"Oh Sofia, you don't need to pretend." Said Cinderella, giving another thrust.
"You already did this with someone else." Another thrust. "And probably more
than once." Her thrusting began to increase in speed. "So let yourself be lost
to the pleasure and enjoy it."
"NO…ah…ah…ah…y-you are wrong!…Ah ah ah ah…I never…I don't remember…ah..ah….ah!"
The princess panted as the blonde continued her thrusts. Each thrust sending
both pain and another feeling throughout her body. Around her she could only
see the smiling evil faces of the villains, clearly enjoying the show and of
course Cinderella's face proving she too was enjoying what she was doing. At
this point the building sensation began to grow once again. "Ah…ah…I feel…I
feel it again…ah…ah…ah….im gonna…im gonna…ah…ah…AHHHHHHHHH!"
Cinderella moaned at the sensation of Sofia´s juices soaking her new member.
"AH…YES…AH… AH… AH… AH… AH IM GOING TO CUM….IM GOING TO CUM…IM GONNA FILL YOU!"
She screams out in ecstasy, thrusting in deep with immense speed and force
until she also came and her fluids combine with Sofia's and exploded outside
her pussy. The blonde panted as her member disappeared, back into black smoke,
vanishing back into Maleficent's scepter, allowing the combination of fluids to
flow freely out of the little princess.
"Cin-de-re-lla…..why?" She managed to cry before falling unconscious, claimed
by fatigue.
Around them villains cheer and laugh, applauding the show.
"Yes yes…that was entertaining, but it's not the end." Everyone turned to pay
full attention to the Lady of the house. "Those two will be here all night for
any of you to use them as you wish." Some male in the audience smile and
started to get closer to the two princesses.
"But they are not the only ones." Lady Tremaine continued, Drizella and
Anastasia then begin to push a lottery wheel onto the stage. "As I said before,
thanks to this slave." she points again at Cinderella who just watched on
dumbly as some of Abis Mal´s men surrounded her. "We managed to gain the means
to have our revenge on those who have wronged us." And she then pulls out a
golden key showing it at everyone.
"A golden key!" Exclaimed Jafar.
"That's impossible!" Cried Madame Min.
"HA…now we are talking." Flamed up Hades.
"Interesting." Mused Sykes
Saluk and Shan-Yu share a dark full toothed grin.
One of the bandits began to fondle Cinderella's breasts from behind, causing
the blonde to moan in pleasure.
"And that's not all." continued Tremaine. "Thanks to the efforts of some of our
fellow villains." Stage lights illuminate Maleficent, the Evil Queen, Madame
Medusa, with Mr. Snoop waving his hand, Horace and Jasper, who each gave a bow
of appreciation. One of the bandits moves in front of Cinderella and drops his
pants, his hard member springing up, catching her chin as it lifted to her lips
much to his pleasure.
"We have now four special guests in this very house…" Cinderella stared for a
moment and then with a smile she spreads her legs, bestowing a kiss on the tip
of the member. "…And a lucky four of you will have the opportunity to play with
them, all you have to do is win…" The bandit smiled and took hold of the
princess' legs and pulled her into position. "…And all that is needed is for
your number to be taken out of this wheel…"
"Oh so that's what this paper is for." said Abis Mal…villains around him just
rolled their eyes.
"…So my friends" the bandit's smile grew as he begin to push himself inside
Cinderella. "Who's ready for some vengeance?" the villains cheer, joining to
the screams of pleasure coming of the fallen princess.
***** The Cursed Wood *****
Characters: Snow White, Aurora, Maleficent, Grimhilde/Evil Queen, Magic Mirror
Categories: Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, Sleeping Beauty
Contains: Rape, Stripping, Bondage, Whipping, Anal, Organic Tentacle(s), Oral,
Blood
Requested By: Darkness Rissing
The warm summer sun shines its comforting light on the small meadow in the
middle of a forest, surrounded by trees, reaching up to soak up the sustenance
the sun provided them.
"This is a beautiful spot." Commented a fair skinned young woman with a refined
face and waist-length golden locks and violet eyes; she was tall and slender,
her lips redder than that of a rose. Her attire consisted of a grey calf-length
half-circle skirt with a white petticoat, a black bodice over a light grey
blouse with long sleeves and a black headband, her feet bare. Admiring the
flowers that littered the clearing in which they sat, atop a checker patterned
blanket, topped by a hand woven basket and plates of sandwiches and cakes.
"Why thank you Aurora." Snow replied. Her skin as white as her name suggested,
her lips as red as blood, hair as black as night, her cheeks rosy Her attire
consisted of a simple court dress, consisting of a dark blue bodice with a high
white collar; her short puffy sleeves are a lighter blue than her bodice with
red cloth poking through exemplifying the 'slashing; design that was quite
fashionable during her time of rule. The long shapeless yellow skirt she wore
possessed a white petticoat, visible as the girl danced, occasionally lifting
her skirt with the motions, she wore tan pumps decorated with yellow bows and
flows right down to her ankles, she wore a brown cape with a red interior. Her
hair styled in her signature bob, parted in the middle, topped with her red
headband with a bow.
"I found this little patch last time I cut through the wood." She continued.
XXX
Meanwhile, within the darkness that was the villainess mansion two lone figures
stood in a single room.
The room's walls were lined with mirrors of different shapes and sizes, a four-
poster queen-sized bed in the centre with dark purple curtains. The floor was
stone tiled, a mahogany dresser rested against a far wall, a hand mirror
resting atop it while another stood attached. Even the dark oak wardrobe beside
it possessed mirrored doors.
In the centre of the main wall, surrounded by many mirrors rested a rather
special, ancient mirror. Surrounded by a grand ringed frame with a golden
pattern lining it, purple tinted reflecting glass within in it, smoke clouding
view as a single face stared back at the two figures.
The first; an icily beautiful woman with a serene face devoid of emotion, a
slender figure, her skin pale, her eyes a dark vivid green, scarlet lips and
thin, refined eyebrows. Her attire consisting of a purple gown with long
sleeves and a red rope belt ties around her thin waist. She wears a black
balaclava that covers her ears, neck and hair, leaving her face exposed with a
long black cloak, lined with red inside and the bottom lined with white fur, a
high white collar attached to her cloak, a golden pendant connected to the
collar, orange-yellow high heel pumps upon her feet and to complete her
ensemble, a golden crown atop her head with five spikes on the front and a
jewel on the tip of the centre and tallest spike.
The second; also tall and slender, beautiful pale green-skinned woman with a
narrow face and a prominent chin, her eyes yellow, black horns atop her head.
Clad in a dark black and purple robe with bat wing-like edges, beneath her robe
she wore a dress of identical colour with some red instead of purple; she wore
a golden ring with a large circular black stone upon it. She carries a staff
with a glowing green orb at the tip.
"Show her what you showed me." Grimhilde barked, her gaze narrowing at the
mirror.
"As you command your majesty." The mirror responded in a monotone voice,
unintimidated by the two dark beings before him. His face vanishing into puffs
of light green smoke which soon filled the mirror.
The smoke began to clear, a bright, colourful image taking its place,
contrasting with the darkness of the room and its inhabitants. The image was
that of a sunlit meadow in the nearby forest, the image changed, zooming in on
the two princesses and their picnic, making small talk as they helped
themselves to a variety of cakes.
"It would seem that my ungrateful brat of a stepdaughter and an old…friend of
yours are enjoying a little picnic." Grimhilde stated.
The Dark Fairy's gaze narrowed, gritting her teeth.
"Perhaps we should endeavour to remind them…one shouldn't journey into the dark
woods all alone." Maleficent proposed; her tone carrying unspoken sinister
incentives beyond the meaning of her words.
"Beautiful minds think alike." Grimhilde smirked "What did you have in mind?"
Maleficent lifted her sceptre, moving her green hand over the orb, flexing and
twirling her fingers. Sickly dark green smoke filled the orb.
"That it's time the privileged brats tasted a hint of the powers of Hell." Her
hand continued the motions even as the smoke seeped out of the crystal orb and
began to glide towards the mirror. Grimhilde took a step back, eyes widening as
they followed the smoke. The green puffs floated through mirror, both villains
watching as it appeared in the image of the princesses, the sky darkening as
storm clouds blocked out the light of day and the smoke floated into the trees.
XXX
"That's peculiar." Aurora muttered as she looked up at the sky and newly formed
storm clouds filling it. She blinked repeatedly, swearing for a moment the grey
clouds possessed a green tint.
"Hmm?" Snow hummed as she craned her neck back. "Looks like rain…perhaps we
should cut our picnic short for now and head her shelter." She proposed,
turning to face the blonde.
"Err…yeah, sure." Aurora replied; her voice vacant as she finally tore her gaze
away from the clouds, Snow was already packing up the picnic. It didn't take
long when she joined the effort.
The duo turned and headed back the way they came, spying the woodland trail
they had followed to get here. Snow led the way, carrying the basket while
Aurora followed behind, flexing her fingers at her sides anxiously, something
didn't feel right.
The blonde could feel her heart hammering beneath her breast, her stomach
churning as every instinct in her body seemed to scream danger, a feeling that
was eerily familiar. She chewed her lip as she fought to remain calm.
'There's nothing wrong…it's just going to rain a little…a little rain never
hurt no one…I've been through these woods with Philip enough times…I am
completely safe…there is nothing dangerous here.' Despite her mental
reassurance the blonde didn't feel any easier, in fact she found herself
feeling worse as she stepped onto the trail.
"Aurora? Are you okay?" Snow's concerned tone ripping Aurora from her musings
she turned to look at the ebony haired princess only to blink at seeing her
several paces ahead. Her gaze moved to her feet, apparently she hadn't moved
since stepping onto the trail.
Her gaze returned to Snow, who had now completely turned to face her with a
worried expression.
"I-I don't know…something doesn't feel right." Aurora admitted. Taking a few
cautious steps towards Snow, when she was close enough the pale-skinned
princess wrapped a comforting arm over her shoulders.
"It's okay Aurora." Snow whispered into her ear. "First time I cut through the
forest in the dark I was terrified…the mind plays tricks on you in the dark."
She continued.
The blonde cast a quick glance round, the trail, it was a lot darker since the
storm clouds rolled in, the branches of the trees limiting the already little
light that could reach the trail.
"O-Okay." Aurora replied in an equally quite tone, hesitantly nodding rather
timidly before the duo continued down the tail Snow holding her close the whole
time.
XXX
Soon the duo were far from the meadow. The twisting feeling, as if her
intestines were knotting themselves around and inside her stomach, in Aurora's
gut never leaving, only growing more troublesome over their journey.
"Something isn't right…" Aurora muttered, gritting her teeth, bending down
further as she pushed herself more into Snow's arm, subconsciously seeking
protection in the shorter princess.
"It's okay Aurora." Snow whispered comfortingly as she began to trace small
circles upon the blonde's upper back as to calm her nerves, the blonde had to
admit it did help, a little…it also felt really nice…she made a joking mental
note to ask Phillip to do it when she got back.
The blonde leaned further into the motions, not noticing the slow movement in
her peripheral vision as a small vine began to snake its way towards them alone
the ground.
'Rain.'
The thought struck the blonde's mind out of nowhere, she frowned. Her eyes
widened as she glanced up. They had been walking for a good fifteen minutes
now, not a drop of rain had fallen and yet the clouds remained in place.
'Tha-That's nothing…clouds don't always mean instant rain…i-if we're lucky…we
might be back at the mansion before the rain starts.' Aurora mused, trying to
ignore feeling in her gut and the itch in the back of her mind.
The creaking of wood filled the air around them subtly.
'Sn-Snow is right…I'm been silly…just paranoid…I'm safe…as long as I'm with
her…I'm safe.' She continued internally.
"Oh." Snow gasped, Aurora's eyes snapped up, her heart jumping into her throat,
only to slowly calm back down, it seemed the other princess had simply snagged
her cloak on a protruding branch.
XXX
"This is quickly growing tiresome Maleficent!" Grimhilde snapped, turning her
impatient glare on the Dark Fairy.
"Patience dearie, the brats are about to have their first taste." Maleficent
answered calmly, though still her voice carried an unspoken threat.
"The-They've been walking for over a quarter of an hour and nothing aside from
some clouds have…"
"Silence!" The sudden raise in the fairy's voice shocked the Evil Queen into
silence, a dark glare been cast upon her, her own heart pounding beneath her
chest, she averted her gaze, her impatient anger extinguished with ease.
"I must warn you, doubt my powers again and you'll see just what I'm capable
of." Grimhilde found her hands shaking; she curled them into fists in an
attempt to still them, only managing to dull the shaking. The Dark Fairy's tone
had been deathly calm, only causing her threat to be all the more terrifying,
worsened further by the way her sceptre lit up like a Christmas tree, the dark
green light illuminating the entire room and filling every mirror.
"S-Sorry." Grimhilde averted her gaze, attempting to calm herself and regain
her composure. The Dark Fairy's eyes narrowed further, Grimhilde fearfully took
a step back, earning a dark smirk from the fairy before she turned back to the
mirror.
"I suggest you think before you act in future." Maleficent stated, her tone
remaining calm, Grimhilde felt her hand go to her chest in an effort to calm
the rapid beating, her cheeks paler than normal.
XXX
Aurora was still trying to calm herself, her heart hammering a storm in her
chest as she watched Snow attempt to unsnag her cloak without tearing it. She
seemed to be struggling. The blonde hesitantly stepped out from under Snow's
arm, a cold chill shot through her when the warmth of her friend's arm left
her, she straightened, her pulse picking up even further.
She stepped lively towards the branch, her hands shaking as she took hold of
the cloak, fidgeting with it as she tried to unhook it, a twig of the branch
folding over unnaturally, landing atop her hand the cloak, the end slowly
curling round the end of her hand.
"AAaiiee !"
Snow jumped back as Aurora's scream filled the forest, birds in the distance
fleeing from their perches, her cloak tearing from the branch as Aurora ripped
her hand away from the branch, not noticing the stinging sensation as the twig
cut the back of her hand, shallow but deep enough to strike blood.
Aurora ran to Snow, wrapping her arms round her left arm in a hugging fashion,
pulling herself closer.
"Aurora? What's wrong? Are you okay?" Snow asked quickly, her tone a mixture of
fear and concern.
The blonde was now almost hiding in Snow's cloak, having shuffled round, her
eyes locked on the branch still holding the torn cloth of the cloak and slowly
reaching out for them.
Snow's head whipped round to the direction her terrified friend was looking,
her eyes bulging as she saw the branch reaching for them.
"Aurora…run!" Snow screamed before both she and Aurora turned on their heels
and began sprinting down the trail, Snow dropping the hand woven basket in her
panic.
The branch hastened its speed, reaching until it could reach no further,
shaking in frustration and desperation to reach them; looking as if it was
waving. But that was the least of the princesses' problems; one by one the
trees began to move with a mind of their own as did the vines that once
strangled the trees, stretching out for the fleeing princesses.
Aurora's heart was in the back of her throat, she felt sick, every step she
took her gut got even worse. All the trees were reaching out for them; their
branches like arms, the twigs liked clawed fingers as the vines the snaked
round them lashed out like vipers, sprouting thorns, tearing at the fabric of
both her and Snow's clothes.
Snow wasn't fairing any better, her shorter legs causing her to lag behind her
friend but she dare not alert the blonde, if either of them hesitated even for
a second they would be caught.
"Gah!" Snow cried as one of the vines cracked through the air like a whip and
snagged her left cheek, leaving a shallow cut, she grit her teeth continuing to
run.
The dark haired princess released another startled cry as she felt a strong
grip form on the back of her gown, followed by the sound of tearing fabric as
she continued her run, stumbling as the strong pulling force of branch's hold
behind her, nearly falling flat on her face but barley managing to remain on
her feet, quickly returning to her running pace, now a meter or so behind her
friend.
She needed to speed up; at this rate she would be caught.
Her eyes widened in fear as she watched a wooden hand shoot out to the right of
Aurora, it's twigs forming an enclosing fist that barely missed her head,
instead catching the back of her bodice, tearing most of the back, the strings
tying it shut been torn away aside from the lower quarter, slackening the
bodice and causing Aurora's pace to slow as she pushed her right arm across her
chest to hold the clothing in place.
'Aurora…please be okay…please make it.' Snow internally prayed, more concerned
for the safety of the terrified blonde than her own safety.
XXX
"They seem to be avoiding them." Grimhilde stated, her voice still void of the
power and intimidation it held earlier, still reeling from Maleficent's
outburst, and now combined with the added shock and fear of what the Dark Fairy
did.
"They won't get far." A shiver shot through the Evil Queen's body. "The only
way to truly harm a princess is through hope."
Grimhilde felt herself paling further, her gaze now locked on the Dark Fairy.
While she seemed passive on the outside it was clear to see that she found
great amusement in toying with her prey, before she broke them.
"But perhaps…I should give them a small hint as to what they're facing."
Maleficent mused, lifting her sceptre, the orb filling with that sickly, dark
green smoke once again, this time though the smoke was consumed by a bright
dark green light, the same light that had filled it when Maleficent had…warned
her.
A spark of dark green lightning erupted from the orb, striking the mirror and
passing through it.
Grimhilde was sure the smirk the Dark Fairy wore as she did that was going to
star in her nightmares.
XXX
The princesses continued to flee, the blonde still unaware that her friend had
fallen behind, her gaze locked only on the road ahead, occasionally glancing to
the storm clouds above.
Both their clothes were now housing numerous tears, Snow had lost a large
section of the back of her skirt, leaving the backs of her creamy legs exposed,
a low hanging branch had snagged her headband, leaving her hair wild and
untamed, the puffy sleeves each sustaining new slits, her cloak now hosting
several holes, along with a cut on her left cheek.
Aurora on the other hand, had also lost her hair band to an overhanging branch,
her right sleeve missing a patch on her elbow and shoulder, her skirt also
supported new slits but it still preserved most of her modesty, the back of her
bodice was mostly torn so that she had to hold it in place while she supported
a cut on the back of her hand. Her bare feet screamed in pain as they continued
to pound against harsh surface of the trail.
Their faces red from exhaustion, their bangs sticking to their foreheads, caked
in sweat, but they continued to run. They mustn't stop…couldn't stop…if they
stopped, they would be caught…if they even so much as slowed down a little
they'd be caught.
The storm clouds washed over with a dark green tint. The crackle of thunder
filled the air. Aurora turned her gaze to the sky, still running, she felt her
thundering heart skip a beat as the clouds became a darker and darker green,
emitting a unholy glow.
Images flashed by the blonde's mind's eye. Images of her in a dark room. Her
eyes an unnatural green as she approached a pulsating green glow. The images
flashed chaotically, switching between the unholy storm clouds and the images
of her approaching a…spinning wheel? She recalled a voice whispering in her
ear, egging her on. The familiar image of the Dark Fairy filled her mind.
"Maleficent!" Aurora gasped, inhaling sharply, as if heeding her call dark
green lightning erupted from clouds, heading straight for her, or where she was
fast approaching, she pivoted on her toes, continuing her charge away from the
attacking trees, the lightning struck the ground, just missing her foot,
burning the ground beneath it, leaving it singed.
The blonde released a breath she didn't realise she was holding in relief, her
breaths becoming erratic as her lungs struggled to resume the previous rapid
but steady rhythm they needed. Violent coughs erupted from her lips as she
stumbled, refusing to slow down, even to catch her breath.
Another crack of thunder echoed throughout the forest. A second bolt of
lightning erupted from the clouds; Aurora narrowed her gaze as she prepared to
dodge against, choking as she continued to struggle to control her breathing.
The bolt shot past her. The blonde's eyes widened, fresh terror filling her
heart and mind as she realised just who this bolt was meant for, who it was
aiming for.
"AAaiiee !" Snow screamed as the bolt struck the ground just as her right foot
touched ground, forming a singed pothole, she lost her balance as her foot slid
in, falling forward. The princess dropped to the ground, gritting her teeth as
she grazed her right elbow on the ground.
The trees wasted no time, their vines snapping out, wrapping round her as their
branches grasped hold of her skirt, dragging her along the ground, closer to
them.
"AAaiiee !"
"Snow!" Aurora screamed, already charging back towards her friend, desperate to
help her escape, her heart in her mouth.
Unfortunately, the blonde was so focused on reaching Snow she didn't see the
root break through the trail, curling into a hoop, her barefoot hooked on it.
"AAaiiee !" Aurora fell forward, squeezing her eyes shut as her toes were
pushed into the trail, forced to bend to avoid breaking as the top was forced
against the thick tree root. She slammed onto the ground, gasping in pain.
More vines snapped out, binding round her wrists, forcing them together as
another did the same with her ankles; more vines slithered out like eels from
the trees. Ever so slowly did they slither closer and closer, Aurora began to
thrash against her binds, the vines didn't give in any way. The vines began to
slowly curl their way around her legs, forcing them together as they travelled
up and beneath her skirt as another began to wrap round her arms and a the
remaining vines began to wrap around her waist, not stopping until her torso
and arms were cocooned, as were her legs, though hidden beneath her skirt, her
slender feet poking out beneath her binds.
"AAaiiee !" Aurora shrieked as she was lifted off the ground before been
suspended several feet above the ground, her terrified gaze found Snow.
The dark haired princess had been gagged by a rather tightly would vine, she
was spread eagle on what had been the right hand side of the trail when the duo
was running, hand-like branches holding her wrists and ankles apart at the same
level as her, directly opposite her.
Both now so full of terror and dread it was leaking out of their ears.
Aurora's lips parted to try and communicate with Snow, to try and think of a
way out of their current predicament, her reward, a thick vine wrapping round
her head and gagging her. Her eyes bulged as she shrieked into the vine.
Snow tugged against the trees with all the strength she could muster but they
didn't even budge, she bit down on the vine and it merely tightened, a second
vine curled around her neck, curling round until it reached a snug fit, Snow
gasped, now able to physically feel her breath dragging against her windpipe
with each breath, her hands became fists, her heart trying to burst out of her
chest as she found it harder not to panic as she felt the new strain caused by
breathing.
A new branch reached round, taking hold of the front of her bodice before
proceeding to tear it from her torso. Snow shrieked into the vine, eyes bulging
as she watched it toss her bodice, and evidently her most of her bra as the
remaining rags fell to the ground and her now bare breasts bounced free of
their restrains. Her bodice was thrown to wind, torn into nothing but a
collection of rags by the hand-like branch, which then proceeded to take hold
of her cloak, tearing it from her with ease and almost eagerly shredding it
before tossing the rags away to join the others.
The branch returned, another snapping out from the opposing side, each one
taking hold of one side of her skirt, tearing large fractions from her skirt,
throwing the rages to the ground after wooden thorns erupted inside its grip,
tearing and shredding the skirt pieces. Her creamy legs now in full view aside
from two large fragments of her skirt behind her and one in the front; covering
between her legs, reaching her knees.
The hands returned, slowly taking hold of the pieces behind her. A third shot
out, darting between her legs, Snow released another, muffled, shriek into the
vine. The hand twisted till it's misshapen palm faced her, it roughly took hold
of the final piece before, in perfect unison with the others, ripping it free
and shredding it into rags, throwing it onto the ground below, leaving the dark
haired princess clothed in only her red panties, contrasting greatly with her
pale skin, and her golden pumps.
Two thorned vines snaked out towards Snow, from either side at waist height,
the vines curled round the waistline, Snow cried into her gag as she felt the
thorns did into her skin, cutting her as they moved round the panty waistline.
With a single rapid motion both vines sliced through the panties with their
thorns, leaving a couple three inch long cuts in Snow's hips as they slithered
away, her panties now in two pieces floating to the ground below, leaving her
ass and pussy now completely exposed and in full view of the still bound but
clothed Aurora.
Snow shivered against the cold air as the wind picked up, her hair flying
wildly, her body began to shake, whether from the cold or the outright terror
coursing through her veins was anyone's guess.
Wuh-PSSSH!
Snow shrieked into her vine gag as a vine whipped her back. Tears welled in her
eyes as she arched her back.
Wuh-PSSSH!
Another muffled shriek elicited from the princess as the vine whipped her bare
ass, this time leaving a red mark where it had struck, tears slid down Snow's
cheeks.
Aurora cried into her own gag, desperate to aid her friend, she wriggled and
squirmed against her binds but her efforts yielded no result aside from the
vines tightening their hold on her.
All she could do was watch and listen as more vines came and whipped her
friend.
A new vine slithered up from the ground, slowly curling round Snow's right
ankle and sliding its way up her leg, curling round it like a snake, the
pressure of its movements soon pushing her right golden pump off her dainty
bare foot.
The vine slithered up her bare leg, despite Snow's efforts to try and kick it
off, been only able to do little more than lightly shake her leg in the hand-
like branches grip. The vine round her neck tightened, she gasped, stopping her
attempted kicking and the vine loosened again but still maintained the harsh
pressure.
Snow flinched as she felt it drag along her inner thigh as it continued to curl
round her before opting to go horizontal, grinding against her exposed,
helpless pussy. Snow cried into the vine, more than shocked as her eyes bulged,
a rather pleasant tingling arising, and continuing as it slithered past her
pussy and continued up her body, dragging its body over her exposed pussy.
Wuh-PSSSH!
Snow shrieked into her gag as a new mark was added to her ass.
The vine slid over her stomach, she shivered at the contact to the sensitive
flesh.
Wuh-PSSSH!
Her power back this time, her tears now flowing freely as she grit her teeth to
suppress her shrieks at seeing the tears flooding from Aurora's eyes…she had to
try and be strong, for her.
New vines emerged behind her.
Wuh-PSSSH!
Wuh-PSSSH!
Wuh-PSSSH!
Snow cried into her gag as they struck the centre of her back, her lower back
and her ass crack.
The vine sliding up her body forced its way between her breasts, circling round
the left one, binding it, squeezing it. Snow winced. The vine continued and
reached over to bind her remaining breast, a shiver shot her spine as the vine
stopped, still firmly pressed against her pussy and now forcefully binding her
bare breasts.
Wuh-PSSSH!
Wuh-PSSSH!
Wuh-PSSSH!
Snow cried into the vine as the vines struck her lower back and both her ass
cheeks. Her chest heaving against their binds, inhaling deeper in desperation,
trying to calm herself, her heart furiously pounding against her chest.
A new vine stretched up from the ground below, slowly sliding round her left
ankle, Snow gasped. It slithered up her leg, dragging its body round the limb,
much slower and more forceful as it continued to wrap round her bare leg. Snow
felt a shiver travel up her spine from the sensations of the slow vines
movement, soon her final golden pump dropped off her left foot as the vine
ground against the opening it continued its climb.
Snow gulped when the serpent vine stopped around her, it began to grind itself
against her inner thigh, sliding back forth. Snow squeezed her eyes shut,
releasing small, muffled screams against the vine.
The vine shot forward, forcing the other vine to the right side of her pussy,
the bound princess wincing as it caused the binding of her breasts to tighten
further and pull them to the right in result. However, her startled, pained
scream became an outright shriek of pain and terror as the new vine continued
and struck her naked cunt, burrowing its way into her pussy.
Her eyes bulged as she felt the squirming and wriggling inside her, she leaned
forward, screaming into her gag as the vine went in deeper and deeper.
'No! No! Stop! Stop! PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP ME!' She internally screamed.
The pale-skinned princess continued to bend attempt to bend over, only been
able to move enough to stick out her rear, her reward been a second vine
launching at her, burying itself into her ass.
Snow shrieked into the gag once again.
Wuh-PSSSH!
Wuh-PSSSH!
Wuh-PSSSH!
Her screams flowed into one another, her shriek even louder now as vines
proceeded to fuck her ass and pussy while another three whipped her once again,
this time all aiming for her ass, new marks forming on either cheek and one
crossing from cheek to the other across her parting crack, striking a few
inches of the inner walls.
The vines began to pump the princess, roughly sliding in and out of their
respective holes. Snow continued to scream into the vine covering her mouth, so
desperate for help to find them and to get out of their current situation.
Aurora continued to thrash against her own bindings, the desire to escape and
help her friend filling her mind and fuelling her every movement. However,
little did she realise her mind was going to get preoccupied by something much,
much worse.
The vines round her waist and legs rapidly unbound the princess, sprouting
thorns as they did so, tearing the remains of her bodice to shreds and leaving
hundreds of tiny red cuts from her ankles to her thighs. The blonde hissed into
her gag, squeezing her eyes shut as her tears slid down her cheeks. The rags
that once covered her torso fell to the ground below, joining the colourful
rags of her friend's clothes.
Her bare breasts bounced free in the open air, the cold wind forcing her to
shiver and her nipples to harden, her cuts stinging as the wind slashed against
them mercilessly.
'Should have worn a bra…' Aurora mentally berated herself.
Now attired only in her ripped skirt, supporting several slits in result of
their escape attempt, her hair wild, sticking out at awkward angles, half
pooling atop her breasts while the rest hung over her back, random leaves and a
twig sticking out of her locks. Her arms lifted over her head, wrists still
bind as were her ankles, the vines stretching her out, forcing her to push her
breasts out.
The vine round her mouth slowly peeled itself from her mouth, reaching down to
her breasts, brushing over her pointed nipples, roughly caressing her, teasing
her. The blonde hissed through gritted teeth in begrudging pleasure.
Aurora turned her gaze back to Snow, now having her ass pumped by two vines and
second was slowly edging towards her pussy.
"Sno…!" The blonde was silenced as the fine caressing her breasts snapped back,
forcing itself against her lips, snapping them shut to prevent the entry.
The vine tenderly poked her lips, briefly pushing them aside only to meet with
a wall of her teeth, she resealed her lips forcing it back out.
Hand-like branch shot out, roughly taking hold of her golden locks and pulling
them back forcefully and quickly. Her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth opening.
"AAaiiee!" Her scream, however, was cut short as the vine shot into her mouth,
slamming against the back of her throat, she gagged, pulling her head back only
for the vine to follow her, struggling not to empty the contents of her
stomach.
The vine began to pound her mouth, sliding in and out of her mouth, fucking her
throat, ignoring the startled gasps and squeals. She bit down on the vine, the
vine didn't slow, her teeth didn't even scratch the vine.
A new shot out from behind, slamming into her ass, forcing the enclosed cheeks
out of its way. Her scream of pain muffled as the vine continued to pound her
throat. The new vine stormed forward, tearing through the back of her skirt and
her pink panties, with little red roses along the waistline, forcing the cheeks
apart before slamming into her anus.
"AAaiiee!" The vine continued to push up against her tight little hole, slowly
forcing it to open wider and wider.
Aurora felt her heart skip a beat, freezing in place; her body going stiff as
her breath hitched in her throat as she felt the appendage slip inside her. She
felt it continuing to drive forward. Pain. That's all she knew. Her anus
flexing against the tentacle-like tree limb, desperate to reject it. The dry
appendage began to pump her rectum, slamming in and out of her tight pink
virgin hole, picking up speed every time it slid back out.
Aurora screamed on the vine slamming against the back of her throat, now
thoroughly lubricated by her saliva. Pain continued to fill her mind, her eyes
remaining tightly closed, her hands balled into fists, her nails digging into
her palms as the trees continued to destroy her ass.
Her mouth opened wide as she continued to try and release her pained screams,
muffled by the vine and ending up been diluted by a gargling sound. Strings of
saliva connecting her upper and lower jaw as her eyes snapped open, bulging
out.
Her vision filled with the site of her helpless friend, her cunt now filled
with three vines, juices flooding from her as they continued to pump her, her
juices coating the tentacle-like vines. The vine pounding her ass now gone in
exchange for a small branch, her eyes were wide, tear stained and glazed over,
her muffled cries silenced as she simply hung in place, the trees pumping her,
vines whipping her breasts. Her once creamy, flawless flesh marred with several
cuts with light bruising on her wrists, arms, ankles and inner thighs.
Aurora tried to call out her name but she couldn't form the word.
XXX
Maleficent wore a small smile as she continued to watch the mirror, enjoying
the display. Grimhilde, however, while she did like to see Snow put in her
place, this was truly evil and she didn't know how she felt about it.
"Perhaps it's time to finish this." Maleficent mused allowed as stroked the
sphere atop her sceptre. The orb once again illuminated with an unholy dark
green glow, another bolt erupting from it and striking the mirror.
XXX
Aurora released another muffled, gurgled scream as the tentacle-like tree limb
was torn from her ass, a thin layer of blood trickling over the limb as it
retreated, only for another half a dozen vines to erupt from the trees,
sprouting thorns, they whipped round her, their thorns digging into her skirt
before pulling away, tearing the fabric with ease. Rags floated to the floor as
the vegetative tentacles struck out again and again, each time snagging,
ripping, tearing and shredding Aurora's skirt until none remained.
But even with her skirt gone the vines continued, this time aiming for her
panties, now supporting a large hole, showing off her firm bare ass. They
struck out snagging on the back of the panties and proceeding to make more
rips, leaving tiny holes in the back of her panties, they lashed out again and
again until her ass was completely bare, now supporting a few small, shallow
cuts and scratches, with a trickle of blood seeping between her cheeks.
The serpent-like appendages reached round her waist, Aurora's shrieks continued
as they proceeded to rear away the front of her panties and soon all the was
left was the waistline, decorated with tiny red roses, the rest nothing but
shreds of cloth and rags floating towards the ground to join the rest of their
clothes.
The six vines twisted behind Aurora, remaining just barley within her
peripheral vision as Aurora managed to tilt her head to the left to see,
struggling as the vine continued to fuck her throat, now very saw and her mouth
now quite dry. The vines twisted and knotted, weaving themselves until they
formed a much larger and thicker appendage, almost matching the thickness of
one of the tree branches.
The combined vine shot forward, striking her ass and forcing her cheeks to part
once again.
"AAaiiee !" While muffled and mixed in with the sound of chokes and gurgles as
the organic tentacle in her mouth dipped down her throat, but this time her
shriek was very vocal as her burning anus was forced to take in the invader,
though had it been smaller Aurora would have found her ass almost wanting of
the animated phallic plant.
The combined plant began to pump her, each time sliding deeper than the
previous insertion. Her eyes squeezed shit, fresh tears sliding down her cheeks
as her teeth bit down on the wood in her mouth.
The tentacle slid free of her mouth, now thoroughly soaked by her saliva. Her
mouth felt dry and sore, especially her throat, all she could taste was wood,
she gulped for air, running her tongue over her mouth, feeling the plant's
pattern imprinted on the roof of her mouth and she could practically feel it
coating the back of her throat.
The tentacle curled and twirled in the air, as if analysing her before gliding
back towards her, its tip poking her chin before it turned down and slithered
down her body, forcing its way between her two large breasts, along her
stomach, stopping at the base of her stomach and pushing off her, its body
gliding over her and remaining pressed against her torso before turning once
more and ramming into her pussy.
"AAaiiee!" Her scream filled the surrounding forest, her voice dry and
cracking.
The wooden tentacle continued to drag itself along her body and between her
breasts, burying deeper into her cunt. Aurora's toes scrunches, she squeezed
her eyes shut, her tears increasing in quantity. Pain filled her being afresh
as her tight pussy walls were forced to stretch despite the lubrication of the
tentacle. She felt as though she was going to split in half.
The tentacle began to pump her, sliding in and out of her cunt as the larger
one did with her ass, going faster and deeper with each new insertion, her
screams became silent as they reached a pitch she couldn't hear. Pain was all
she could feel as her aching pussy and ass were abused beyond believable
measure.
She grew numb to the world. All she could feel was pain and all she could do
was stare at her friend. Snow's eyes had closed, falling unconscious, a now
rather sizeable branch fucking her ass, her pussy now been pumped by four eel-
like vines, each fighting to enter her while another two whipped her breasts,
another two whipping her ass and one her back, her entire body still wrapped
and restrained by the vines.
A low pressure began to build within Aurora, the burning of her cunt
increasing…a burn that didn't belong to the friction of the lubricated tentacle
pumping her pussy. Her hips lightly bucked and the tentacle in her pussy
increased its speed, the friction burning her cunt. Her lips parted releasing a
moan of both pain and pleasure as she bucked against the tentacle, her flood
walls opening, her cum gushing out and coating the tentacle with some fresh
lube, her anus clamping down on the tentacle in her ass, almost as if trying to
pull it in.
The vine in her pussy didn't slow, continuing to rapidly pump her, burning her
insides, now beyond been raw. Her hips bucked again as a pleasurable cry cut
through her and another wave creamy of cum washed over the tentacle, applying
more of her own lube to the tentacle.
Both tentacles slid out of their respective holes, Aurora gasping in pain as
her ass was freed of the colossal vine while her pussy ached from the burning
sensations caused by the vine's friction yet yearned for it' return, a low fire
burning within her loins, hungry for more.
The small tentacle slid between her legs, altering its path to ensure its body
didn't touch her pussy, dragging along the inside of her thigh. Aurora inhaled
sharply at the sensation, a pleasurable shiver shooting up her spine. The
smaller tentacle slid upper backside, slithering along her crack, she shivered,
her heart hammering within her chest, she squeezed her eyes shut as she knew
what was coming.
The damp eel slid between her ass cheeks, the cooling lube soothing the burns
along the inside of her ass that it touched, following the same path its larger
counterpart had taken. She flinched when she felt the tip poke her abused anus.
She felt her hole slowly open as the tentacle drove forward, the lube coated
tentacle felt almost soothing, rather pleasant actually. Her puckering hole
flexed around the vine as if beckoning it, welcoming it, pulling it in.
The pleasant sensations were short lived, however. As the much larger vine
whipped round and pounded into her cunt.
"AAaiiee!" Her entire body shook with her scream as the tentacle slid inside
her, her hands once again becoming fists, her blunt fingernails nearly breaking
the skin, her toes curling in pain and displeasure as her wetness of her pussy
did little to dampen the pain as she felt the tentacle forcing her pussy walls
to expand once again, feeling as though it was trying to shatter her like she
was made of glass.
It stopped when it reached a certain depth. Aurora gasped, her breast heaving
heavily as she fought to control her breathing.
She felt the tentacle in her ass start to move once again, sliding in and out,
slowly fucking her ass as it had done her pussy, a tingling sensation creeped
up her spine. It reached into her as far as it could, slowly sliding in and out
as if easing her into the motions. It was very pleasant.
The larger collection of vines began to move once again, sliding in and out of
her pussy, she fell forward, her wrist bindings preventing her from falling too
far forward as the two vines continued their set tasks, sliding in and out of
the princess.
It was a strange sensation to say the least, within her ass it felt rather nice
and her pussy burned with desire as it was abused by the large tentacle. She
didn't know how to feel, her brain unable to decide as pain and pleasure began
to entangle in her mind.
XXX
Aurora hung in her binds limply, simply taking the tentacle in her ass and
cunt. After a half hour of the none stop assault she was struggling to stay
awake the tentacles occasionally swapping holes. Her pussy pulling in the
tentacle hungrily and her ass…what had once started as immense torture was now
more pleasurable than anything she'd ever felt before.
Low groans elicited from her lips as her pussy began to shake against the large
tentacle as her anus sucked on the tentacle. Her body coated in a thin layer of
sweat, cum sliding down her inner thighs as well as coating the large tentacle
pumping her hungry cunt.
The smaller tentacle slid deep inside her rectum, swirling and curling in on
itself. Aurora's breath hitched, her breasts bouncing from the sudden movement,
her pussy walls clamped down on the large tentacle, shaking and quivering in
pleasure. Her whole body shook with pleasure as another powerful orgasm shot
through her, her legs shaking, toes curling as she tilted her head, eyes
rolling back into her head. Her flood gates opened and the large tentacle was
torn from her sopping cunt, her cum both new and the partial build-up of liquid
that hadn't escaped between the tentacles switches of holes. Her dripping cum
onto the rags below her.
She shivered as she felt the smaller tentacle slowly wriggle its way out of her
ass, moans and gasps of pleasure escaping her lips from every minor movement.
When it finally slithered out Aurora felt almost disappointed that they didn't
immediately switch holes again.
She felt the vines round her ankles rapidly untie her; she timidly wiggled her
feet, lightly allowing her legs to weave through the air, testing the feeling
of freedom, her ankles each wearing marks from the tight binds. She had little
time to savour the feeling before she felt her wrists been unbound before she
fell to the ground, she grunted in pain as she hit the harsh ground.
Thud.
Her gaze snapped to the site of Snow White sprawled on the ground, also free of
her binds. Aurora grit her teeth as she stumbled to her feet, her wounds
stinging, her muscles aching and the insides of her pussy and ass burning. She
stumbled over to the unconscious ebony haired princess.
She lightly shook her shoulder; she merely received a low groan in response,
the sweat and cum drenched princess remaining unconscious, her tear stained
face not even twitching. Aurora turned her gaze round the trail fearfully; she
could feel the trees watching her, as if waiting to use them again. Her legs
shook in fear, she slowly lifted Snow and draped her arm round her neck before
reaching over her shoulder, inadvertently groping her right breast as she stood
her up and proceeded to continue their escape back to the mansion, dragging her
friend with her as carefully as she could.
She briefly glanced round the rags that littered the ground, hoping to find
something to use in an attempt to restore and preserve some of their modesty
and dignity. Nothing but shredded cloth, nothing big enough to cover
themselves…maybe if she bound a dozen or so rags together but she didn't really
fancy hanging around there any longer than she had to. Not when she could steel
feel it.
The familiar sound of thunder echoed once again. Aurora flinched, fearfully
turning her gaze to the storm clouds as they darkened.
'Not another lightning bolt!' Aurora mentally begged, knowing she wouldn't be
able to dodge if another one struck.
The clouds opened and…water? Aurora's eyes widened as rain began to fall from
the unholy clouds, quickly escalating to a full scale downpour, she shivered as
her body became quickly soaked, her cuts stinging as the water droplets pounded
against them like icy bullets.
Snow groaned, her tired eyes slowly fluttering open.
"Come on…let's get out of here." Aurora whispered into her ear, receiving a
small nod and a quite grunt in response. The duo started walking together,
Aurora supporting Snow as she gritted her teeth and soldiered on, trying to
ignore the icy pain brought on by rain.
A/N Due to the high interest in giantess Alice fun I am considering writing a
series alongside this, each chapter been a new entry in Alice's dream journal,
and possibly a real life event, takes place in this universe. If you are
interested please review and or vote on the poll on my fanfiction account,
succubi-lover.
***** Alice's Dream Journal *****
Continuation of – Special Tea (Chapter 4)
Continuation of – Eat Me, Drink Me (Chapter 7)
Characters: Alice, Jessica Rabbit, Snow White, Dopey, Doc, Sneezy, Sleepy,
Grumpy, Happy, Bashful
Categories: Alice in Wonderland, Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, Who Framed
Roger Rabbit
Contains: Giantess, Growth, Underage, Gore, Death, Feet Licking, Verbal
Humiliation, Shrunk, Stripping, Insertion, Masturbation, Foot Crush, Boob
Crush, Pussy Crush, Vore
Requested By: Balthasar00
A young golden haired, rosy cheeked girl released a low pleasurable moan as her
big twinkling blue eyes fluttered open, her pink lips parting to release a
tired yawn as she stretched out her stiff limbs beneath her quilt. A small
smile spread across her face as she her left hand slide down her body, her
index finger stroking over her plain white soaked panties, thoroughly stained
by her juices, her breath hitching as she felt the renewed squirming of her
little pet.
Alice threw off her pink quilt, shivering as the cool air of the room caressed
her naked body, sweat glistening on her body as she breathed heavily. Her
attire only consisting of her soiled panties Alice slowly sat up in place, her
gaze falling onto her crotch where she spied a small lump moving around, the
familiar pleasurable sensations of her little bug massaging her pussy as she
kissed her clit shooting up her spine.
"I had another one of those dreams last night little bug." The squirming
briefly stopped but quickly resumed with renewed vigour, Alice giggled between
her low grunts of pleasure.
"It was Snow White and those Dwarfs this time." Alice continued as she slid out
of bed, stretching her arms over her head as she stepped out of the bed,
pushing out her chest, her breath hitching as her bug bit her erect clit. "Ooh,
good little bug." She cooed, she smiled warmly to herself, she loved telling
the shrunken Jessica Rabbit about her dreams, she was always more eager to
please her, to ensure her Goddess wasn't tempted to live out any of her dreams
with her…it made her feel so powerful to know the devotion of her bug was only
matched by her fear.
Alice swiftly crossed her room, every step enhancing her pleasure as she felt
her bug slide further into her pussy, her breath hitching again when she felt
one of the bug's legs slide all the way inside her.
She claimed the seat at her dresser, reaching down to the bottom draw; opening
it she retrieves a light green journal out of the draw, placing it on the desk
as she closes the draw. She turns her gaze to the snow globe on her dresser,
within the glass globe was the familiar scene of the never ending tea party in
wonderland, an unbirthday gift from the Hatter. She lifts the globe, turning it
upside down, her gaze meeting with the black base, she slides the centre away,
revealing it to be a hidden compartment with a tiny gold key within it, she
retrieves it and replaces the globe on the dresser to watch as snow fell over
the party before returning her attention to the journal, she tilted it onto its
side and proceeded to unlock the clasp keeping it shut, after all she couldn't
afford to have anyone find her Dream Journal and discover her dreams and the
fate of Jessica Rabbit.
She opens the journal; she flicks through the journal, searching for the next
blank page, smiling as she recalled a few of the dreams…each one lately seeming
to revolve around her collecting more bugs. She steals a pen from her pencil
mug with a pink fluffy ball atop of it. a perverted grin spread across her lips
as she wrote the title of her dream.
02/03/2017
The Fairest Bug of All
I had another one of those dreams again, it was Snow White and her little
helpers this time…it was so hot. Even hotter than the one with Mulan.
                                      XXX
Alice found herself skipping through the forest on a warm summer's day. The
fair skinned rosy cheeked girl with thick medium length golden hair and big
blue eyes was attired in a cerulean knee-length dress with a white pinafore
atop it, white stockings, black strapped Mary Janes and a black bow in her
hair. She lightly hummed to herself as she continued to skip without a care in
the world, enjoying the feeling of the bug in her shoe and how she licked at
her stocking clad feet, maybe next time she'd put her inside the stockings. She
giggled at the thought.
She stopped abruptly. Her whimsical hum interrupted by the sound of whistling
tune combined with a feminine song consisting of 'la la la.' Her small smile
became a scowl as her head snapped round to see who dared ruin her day in the
forest.
Alice was met with the site of the seven dwarves walking single file ahead of
her, heading in her direction, eyes closed as they whistled their tune. Behind
them danced Snow White.
The princess with skin as white as snow; lips as red as blood, and hair as
black as ebony with rosy cheeks followed close after the dwarfs, despite her
shorter stature compared to her sister princesses she was still taller than
Alice, even her dainty feet were bigger than hers. Her attire consisted of a
simple court dress, consisting of a dark blue bodice with a high white collar;
her short puffy sleeves are a lighter blue than her bodice with red cloth
poking through exemplifying the 'slashing; design that was quite fashionable
during her time of rule. The long shapeless yellow skirt she wore possessed a
white petticoat, visible as the girl danced, occasionally lifting her skirt
with the motions, she wore tan pumps decorated with yellow bows and flows right
down to her ankles, she wore a brown cape with a red interior. Her hair styled
in her signature bob, parted in the middle, topped with her red headband with a
bow.
Alice's frown soon vanished, a perverted smirk taking its place that looked out
of place on the innocent little girl. The constant massage of the bug in her
shoe only spurring her on, she wiggled her toes, teasing the sideways laid tiny
redhead, scrunching her toes round her, she giggled as she felt the squirming
and struggles grow stronger, how she loved to toy with her pet.
The site of the small size of the dwarves compared to herself and Snow spurred
her arousal, she reached into her pinafore and retrieved a small piece of the
'eat me' cake from Wonderland. She just couldn't resist. She took a bite and
swiftly swallowed the cake.
The effect was immediate; the familiar pleasurable sensation shot through her
as she felt herself grow in size. She closed her eyes as to savour the
sensation, noting the whistling and singing had stopped. She opened her eyes,
her perverted grin growing as she stared down at the shocked tiny men and
princess, stood in her shadow, staring up at her now 50ft size. No longer able
to feel the squirming of her bug Alice was spurred on further to have the tiny
miners and so called 'fairest in all the land' make up for it. She slid off her
Mary Janes sliding them to the side, her arousal growing at the thought of the
now miniscule bug trapped within them, relishing the feel of the ground beneath
her feet as craters formed beneath her weight.
"Get cleaning bug." Alice instructed, her eyes never leaving her new bugs,
smirking at the thought of Jessica licking the insole of her shoes clean, she
felt the heat between her legs grow.
Unable to quell her desire any longer she stormed forward, crossing the
distance with a single mighty step. Her foot slammed down, she giggled as the
bugs fell to the ground from the force of the impact of her foot on the ground.
A shiver shot up her spine as she felt something crack and break beneath her
toes as they quickly grew damp in one spot. She frowned, wiggling her toes,
another pleasurable shiver shot up her spine as the burning became a fire in
her loins.
Alice leans to her side, tilting her right foot to the side, her eyes widening
at the splash of red coating half of her big and second stocking clad toes,
staining her white stockings. A new wave of pleasure rocked her body as she
realized she had crushed and killed one of the dwarves with just two of her
toes, she loved the feeling of power that filled her being. She truly felt like
a Goddess, able to wipe out a life with just her toes, she wiggles her toes
enjoying the still wet stain of the dwarf's blood.
"Dopey!" She heard Snow's horrified shriek, Alice's gaze locked on the
remaining bugs, a dark smirk setting upon her lips, she giggled as the bugs
stumbled back away from her. They were getting ready to run but she was too
fast for them, her hand shoots out, claiming two of the dwarves within her iron
grip.
"Doc! Sneezy!" She heard the remaining bugs cry, Alice, using her free hand,
opens the bodice of her dress and places the two insects between her still
developing breasts, she moves to sit upon the ground, her gaze locked on the
bugs. None had moved, only staring with horror and worry for their friend and
brother.
"Now! The rest of you bugs, clean my stockings; your friend has left quite the
mess on my stockings." She loved the cries she heard from the bugs as they
stumbled forward. She didn't even need to threaten them as long as she had
these two between her breasts, the remaining four dwarves splitting into two
groups and heading to either foot, Alice took great pleasure as Snow approached
the foot. "Lick them clean."
She felt their tiny tongues get to work, knowing that her stockings were coated
with a thin layer of sweat; dust from the ground and of course, one of them
with the blood of the dwarf. The dwarves spent most of their efforts on her
arches and heels, unable to reach her toes, Snow; however, when Alice felt her
tiny tongue brush over her big toe she scrunched them in pleasure, small moans
escaping her lips.
Alice leaned forward, her gaze locked on Snow as she felt her arousal grow
further as she felt her tiny tongue on her big toe, her arousal growing further
as she watched her lips truly become red as blood and as her wrinkled at the
coppery salty taste as tears slid down her cheeks.
"How do my dirty stockings taste little bugs?" Alice laughed, her tinies didn't
reply, merely to continue to shake and grieve as they continued to lick her
soles clean.
Soon, however, simply watching the bugs clean her soles began to grow old. She
watched as Snow swallowed the last of the dwarf's blood from the underside of
her toes. Alice released a small sigh before her toes darted forward, capturing
Snow's head between her big and second toe.
The young princess cried out in both fear and pain as she was slowly lifted off
the ground by Alice's toes, the pungent scent of her toes filling Snow's
nostrils and overpowering her. She gasped for clean air but was only rewarded
by several breaths of Alice's foot stink.
"Snow!" The dwarfs cry, rushing towards her.
"Stop right there little bugs!" Alice snapped, they froze. "Go back to cleaning
my soles or I'll squish her head between my toes before squishing your two
friends here." She groped her prepubescent, pushing them together lightly for
emphasis.
The dwarves fearfully resumed their licking of Alice's feet.
The blonde giantess returned her gaze to the gasping princess.
"How do you like the smell?" Alice mocked; when Snow didn't answer again, this
time she proceeded to increase the pressure of her toes against Snow's neck.
Snow cried out in pain, struggling to breath in Alice's foot stench. "Tell your
Goddess how you like the smell of her stinky toes." She giggled.
"T-T-They…s-s-sme-ll…g-great." Snow choked out, her lungs growing desperate for
air. Alice slackened her grip, enjoying the sight of the princess desperately
gasping for air, filling her lungs with foot odour.
"Good bug." Alice praised. "Now, I'm going to put you down." Snow opened her
mouth to speak only to be silenced by Alice lightly squeezing her neck again.
'Her head's even weaker than a grape…I could squish it between my toes with
barely any effort.' Alice internally giggled, the fire between her legs
becoming a raging inferno. "And you are going to strip for me, as sexily as you
can." She emphasised her point by lightly increasing the pressure of her toes
again, tears squeezed out of Snow, dripping onto the stocking clad toes that
encased and squeezed her neck.
Snow cried out in pain.
"Understand little bug?"
"Yes!" Snow screamed.
"Yes what?" Alice pushed playfully.
"Yes! Goddess!" Snow choked.
Alice smiled, releasing the princess, watching with an expression that was a
mix of amusement and arousal as she fell to the ground, landing on her rear and
grunting in pain.
Snow quickly stumbled to her feet, clumsily stepping back from the giantess,
nearly tripping over her own feet.
"Get stripping bug."
Snow lowered her head, her tears dripping onto the ground beneath her. She
began to sway her hips to none existent music.
Alice's hand slid down her body, hiking up her skirt before driving further,
pushing her white panties, already damp to the side. She traced her finger tip
over her burning lips, gasping in pleasure.
Snow kicked off her shoes, cringing as her petite bare feet touched down on the
forest trail. Her movements became more noticeable as she began to step from
side to side. She reached up, taking hold of her headband before throwing to
where her discarded shoes lay, she shook her head, her ebony locks flying free
of their bonds, her locks falling over her shoulders, both front and back,
reaching the top of her breasts and her upper back. Her hands reach behind her
as she steps forward, her tears increasing in speed, she bit back a sob as she
unbound the bodice of her dress.
She brought her arms back round, crossing them over her chest and slowly
pulling it forward, her hips still swaying, the bodice slid from her grip,
folding over her front, revealing her petite breasts, bound by a teal bra. She
shivered as she felt a cool breeze caress her bare flesh.
"That's it, strip you slutty bug." Alice laughed, pushing her index finger
inside, she gasped, arching her back as her hungry lips bit down on her finger.
Her gaze returned to the tiny half naked princess, wiggling her finger inside
her, her breath catching with each movement.
Snow slid her yellow skirt down her legs, the sway of her hips aiding the
action, revealing the pale slender legs and teal panties. She timidly stepped
out of her skirt, her legs shaking as she continued her dance, chewing her
lower lip, shivering as she felt her dark hair tickle the tops of her breasts.
Her hands began to explore her body, tears still dripping from her chin as her
right hand groped her left breast as her left hand glided down between her legs
and clutched her crotch, continuing to sway her hips in a seductive manner. She
pulled her breast free of the bra, her fingers circling her nipple.
"So hot." Alice groaned as she slid a second finger into her hungry pussy.
Snow's finger left her nipple; she pushed her index finger past her ruby lips,
seductively sucking on it before taking it back out, her tongue sliding over
the finger.
It returned to her breast, her lubricated finger pushing down on her nipple
before she proceeded to nip it between her thumb and index finger and beginning
to roll it between her fingers.
Alice slid a third finger into her drooling pussy, gasping in pleasure, space
becoming miniscule as her hot tight walls pressed down on her fingers, her
pussy was so tight.
Snow reached behind her again, unclasping her bra, allowing it to fall to the
ground, her petite breasts lightly bouncing in the cool air. She stepped
forward, her gaze locking on Alice's, her tear stained eyes undeterring the
giantess. Her thumbs curled round the waistband of her panties on either side,
she bent down; sticking out her rear and presenting it as she slowly pulled her
panties down to her knees before releasing them and standing straight once
more. She put more sway into her hips, her legs moving slightly with them as
they continued to shake. Her panties fell to the ground and she stepped out of
them.
She opened her arms to so show off her torso, forcing her legs into a slightly
wider stance as she sniffed, beginning to run out of tears.
Alice continues to pump her pussy, the erotic display combined with the
sensation of the tiny miners licking her giant soles clean while the remaining
two tinies struggled between her developing breasts, bringing her closer to
orgasm. She was so horny. So close.
Alice dragged her heels back, her feet tilting down till her toes were level
with the terrified dwarves.
"Put your heads between my toes bugs." Alice spat, the dwarves hesitantly
placed their heads between the stocking clad centre toes. Snow began to move
towards the giantess' feet timidly. "Not you Snow." She giggled.
Alice gasped as her fingers increased in speed, her moans growing in frequency
and volume, her breath rapid as she arched her back.
"Lick! Bugs! Lick!" Alice moans, the four dwarves started licking the gap
between her toes.
Alice cried out in pleasure, her breath catching as her back arched. Her pussy
clamped down on her fingers as her body was rocked by a powerful orgasm. Her
toes scrunched, clenching down on the dwarves heads, squishing them with little
effort.
Snow's horrified scream joined Alice's cries of pleasure.
Alice grinded her toes against one another as she continued to cum, enjoying
the gooey sensation of the blood between her toes, the feeling of their skulls
shattering between her powerful toes enhancing her orgasm to new heights.
She fell back onto the ground, her body coated in sweat, her breathing heavy,
she couldn't remember the last time she came so hard.
She laid there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of that intense orgasm,
her pussy still hungry for more. As her breathing slowed she heard the light
weeping, she looked up, a small smile graced her lips as she watched Snow, on
her knees, her face buried in her hands as she wept.
She reached down, a perverted idea filling her mind. Her soft hand encased the
naked princess. Snow screamed as she felt the giant hand capture her and lift
her off the ground, tilting her until her legs pointed towards the giantess.
Alice ignored her screams.
"It's time for you to please your goddess again little bug." Alice muttered.
Snow shrieked, louder than her previous scream as her bare feet touched Alice's
giant pussy. The blonde slowly began to push Snow past her lips.
"No! Please No!" Snow screamed.
Alice felt the fire between her legs intensify again, the princess' pleas
arousing her even further as, a familiar sensation of overwhelming power
filling out her gigantic form.
Snow began to kick and thrash as she fought against the hand the guided her and
the pussy that had swallowed her legs. The blonde gasped in pleasure as she
felt the tiny kicks and miniscule thrashing inside her pussy, her feet slammed
down on the headless corpses of the dwarves in pleasure, grinding her feet
against the ground, covering her feet in the glorious red paste of blood and
bone, pleasurable shivers shooting up her spine as she continued to enjoy the
wet sensation beneath her sole.
Alice continued to lower the thrashing bug until her breasts made contact with
her lips, moaning in pleasure she slowly began to slide the princess back out
until only her dainty, lubricated bare feet were inside her pussy before
driving her back in and proceeding to pump her in and out of her pussy.
"Oh God! Oh, oh, oh! You make a great dildo little bug." Alice moaned, her
pussy lips eagerly clamping down on the ebony haired dildo every time she was
slid inside.
Snow's thrashing against the slick tight walls never slowed, despite her
exhaustion, her body caked in her own and Alice's sweat, along with the love
juices of the giant cunt threatening to swallow her whole.
Her pussy walls shivered against the shrunken dildo as Alice was struck with
another idea, her perverted smirk became a large grin. She slid her in to her
chest once again, releasing her hold on the princess, leaving her to thrash in
her pussy, much to her pleasure as she reached down to her right foot, taking
hold of her ankle, slowly lifting it to her face. Holding the stockinged foot
in place her left hand returning to the thrashing dildo and resuming her
masturbation session.
She moved her foot closer to her face, admiring the red stains that decorated
her sole and toes, mixed with dirt and dust from the ground, the hint of her
foot sweat adding to her pleasure as she stared at the remains, mixing with her
foot sweat, made even better by knowledge they died smelling and tasting her
feet and that to them, this light scent would have been overwhelming.
The blood stains captivated her gaze, her mind encased in the thick fog of
arousal; she couldn't put off her curiosity and desire anymore, she slowly
inched closer to the foot. She sniffed at her scent again, the light earthy
musk tickling her nostrils.
She slowly extended her tongue, the tip glided over the blood beneath her toes,
her eyes bulged, her mouth-watering as she discovered that taste was far
from…bad, it was divine, much better raw like a sweet sauce with a slight hint
of spice.
Spurred on, Alice began to lap at her toes, licking up the cocktail of dirt,
blood and sweat, savouring every drop as she continued to pump her pussy with
her dildo, the light aroma of her feet only enhancing her pleasure.
All too soon was her foot clean of blood and dirt, even the taste of her foot
sweat was difficult to locate. She switched to her other foot, her tongue
wiping away the stains of blood with single powerful licks, she groans as she
realises there was none left, oh how she wished she had licked the first dwarf
off her big toe than had her dildo do it.
Her eyes fall to her chest, a dark smirk spreading across her face as she spied
the final two dwarves; she ran her tongue over her lips in a seductive manner.
"No! Oh no! Please don't! No!" Doc cried as Alice pressed her right hand
against her right breast and her left arm against the other before finally
pressing them together, a pleasurable shiver shooting down her spine as she
felt their bodies squished into familiar red paste of blood and bone. The
blonde giantess then proceeded to grind her breasts together, covering them in
the paste moaning in pleasure as the delicious sensation continued to shoot
through her body.
Her lips clamped down on Snow's body. Her breasts resting atop the moist lips
as Alice was shook with another intense orgasm. Snow shrieked in pain as she
felt the blonde's tight walls crush her lower body, blood gushes out of her
mouth, coating her chin, neck and breasts in her red sauce.
Alice cries out in pleasure, holding Snow in place. The feeling of the girl's
body been liquefied by her pussy walls sending her over the edge as her body
was shook with a third orgasm, her cum shooting out of her cunt, covering her
hand, the remains of her dildo and the ground. She lay there breathing heavily.
She looked down at her pussy, covered in blood as if were her time of the
month. She eyed the remains of her dildo, a small smirk spreading across her
lips. The blonde proceeded to rub the limp remains of her sex toy over her
pussy, rolling her over, caking her in blood and cum until neither skin nor
hair was left visible. She lifted the dildo to her face as she lay back down.
She lifted Snow high above her face, blood and cum dripping onto her face, her
lips parted. She caught a few fresh drops before dropping the used up bug into
her mouth, her lips snapping shut the second she was inside. She groaned at the
taste of the shrunken princess, swishing her around her mouth, licking her
clean and swallowing the blood and cum that came away, especially enjoying
running her tongue of Snow's breasts and sliding the hot wet organ inside her
body through the severed section.
She pushed her with her tongue over teeth when no blood or cum remained on the
outside, smirking as she began to chew. Her groans filled the air anew as she
savoured the taste and felt the heat between her legs start to build again as
she turned the remains of the princess into a puddle of blood, bone and saliva.
Once no more solid matter remained and she could only taste her own saliva,
only then did she swallow, she followed the goo with her fingers along her
throat until she could no longer feel the lump. She then proceeded to lick her
fingers clean before reaching down and dipping them into her bloodied pussy
wiping up more of that glorious cocktail to lick off her fingers before
continuing to repeat the process.
"You were so tasty little dildo." She giggled to herself as she continued to
lick her fingers clean.
                                      XXX
I still remember how good she tasted…it makes my mouth water. I can't help but
wonder how she would really taste…maybe I'll find out some day. Till tomorrow
my journal.
With that final line she places the pen back in its cup and relocks the
journal, hiding the key back in the globe and replacing her Dream Journal back
in the bottom draw.
She groans as her eyes drop to the squirming bulge of her panties, she could
feel the hardness of her nipples as she stood, her cunt yearning for release,
she went back to her bed lying down.
She slid her panties off and opened her legs. Had she not been so horny she
would have laughed at the site she found, her pet had lost an arm and a leg to
the inside of her pussy, barley stopping herself from been sucked in the whole
way.
She took hold of Jessica's shoulders and lifted her away from her pussy only to
slide her back in feet first, not stopping until her once large boobs touched
her lips.
"I think it's time you fed your Goddess' pussy." And with that she slid her in
completely along with her fingers, keeping hold of her shoulders, she then
proceeded to quickly slide her back out and slam her back in, pumping her pussy
with her the way she had done with Snow in her dream.
***** A/N READ! *****
Okay…congratulations one of you have actually managed to piss me off, I am
posting this note because this issue NEEDS to be addressed.
This fanfic is a request run erotic fic. That means there will be chapters that
aren't individual readers cup of tea and there will be chapters that cater to
smaller groups. This is why I include the warnings like rape and gore, even
death. If you see a warning that will offend you or trigger you then don't read
it, just wait for the next one or if you're not seeing any you like request
one.
Recently I received a review;
'This makes me really sorry that I voted for the Alice side story. You didn't
tell us it would be a pile of disgusting gore.'
Now let's go over this again, this is a request fic, the gore fic and all its
details were requested by a reader and one that has provided me with many
contributions on multiple fics. Originally I was going to wait for Halloween
but it wasn't happening. But more importantly it was a good way to show how
much these chapters vary.
Now here are all the warnings I placed at the start of that chapter.
Contains: Giantess, Growth, Underage, Gore, Death, Feet Licking, Verbal
Humiliation, Shrunk, Stripping, Insertion, Masturbation, Foot Crush, Boob
Crush, Pussy Crush, Vore
I was worried about the darker parts of this chapter so I included numerous
warnings, for everything I could think of and yet someone thought to ignore
these warnings and leave a review like this and if you think it's not really a
flame, how would you feel if someone called a part of your fetish disgusting?
This is the third negative review I have received for this chapter, the first
two didn't count as they simply expressed a wish it wouldn't affect their own
requests – which it wouldn't. This one, however, is pure spite.
I will not tolerate flames of any kind, be they a spark or an inferno. And I
will take action, I have deleted the review as it serves no purpose but to
spread spite and yes I can do that if you don't create an account.
Now then, the Alice spinoff;
No it will not be like that chapter. It will start off with Alice been a gentle
giantess and things escalating gradually overtime to cover all interests and
fetishes and I did hint to the darker stuff in the original poll description.
This is a prediction, it will also be request driven, readers will tell me who
they want tiny or big and what they want to happen e.g. foot worship or human
dildo, however, anything dark or gory will be pushed off for later chapters and
will contain warnings.
However, this is if it is ever written.
So far I have 4 yes votes and one positive review for it.
Originally the next chapter would include an A/N mentioning I wanted at least
10 yeses before I started it, after this it has changed, well this and the lack
of replies and desire for the fic.
I want a total of 20 yes votes, a new poll is posted. You have until 16th April
2017 when I get back from holiday. I don't care if you multi vote but you won't
be able to see the results until it is closed.
Also if I receive more negative reviews due to a chapters content despite
warnings…well let's put it this way if I receive too many negative reviews for
say an Alice giantess chapter I will stop writing them all together, including
the gentle stuff and anything remotely related, if Alice crosses with size the
request and or contribution will be rejected.
And if guests continue to flame I will block guest reviews. I will not tolerate
flames.
***** Fun At The Beach *****
Characters: Melody, Vanessa (Ursula)
Categories: The Little Mermaid, The Little Mermaid II: Return to the Sea
Contains: Foot Fetish, hints of Femslash, Bimboification/Bimbo Transformation,
Foot Worship, Enslavement, Tentacles
Written With: Dark Rissing
A young slender, fair skinned girl, 12 years of age, with straight black hair
tied back by a green hair tie in a low ponytail, she had pink lips and aquatic
blue eyes, possessing the facial structure and nose of her mother. She wore a
separate pair of pantalettes and white camisole, the pantalettes covering the
bottom half of her stomach, was running along the beach. The searing hot sun
bathing her in its rays while the cold water of the sea licked at her heels as
her feet slammed along the wet sand beneath the shallow water, splashing the
backs of her legs.
Her giggles and the sounds of seagulls filled the salty air of the beach. She
rounded a corner of the beach, stumbling as she caught someone out of the
corner of her eyes; she paused to regain her balance and turned to look towards
what had distracted her.
A slim, small woman with generous voluptuous curves, she bore an uncanny
resemblance to Melody's mother when she was in her prime aside from her basic
features. She possessed a pale expression, violet eyes, plucked eyebrows
matching her dark brown hair in colour and she wore a deep shade of red
lipstick. She wore a tight black two piece swimsuit, the top was small and
seemed to push her large breasts together while the lower section was small and
seemed to ride up her crotch even with her sat on a black and purple towel,
with a design of two eels upon it. She was laid back enjoying the sun, one leg
bent up while the other was stretched out. Melody's eyes lingered on her pale
feet; her soles decorated with sand, as was the gaps between her toes, her
toenails shimmered with black nail polish.
The beautiful woman turned her head, looking directly at the smaller girl.
"Oh...hello there dear...I didn't realise there was anyone else here." She
greeted with a sweet voice as she lifted her outstretched leg and crossed it
over the other, fully displaying her sand covered, pale sole.
The woman smirked as she noticed the girl's gaze linger on her sole.
"Err…h-hi m-my name's Melody…and don't worry…I wasn't expecting to see anyone
here either." Melody tore her gaze from the beautiful sole and looked at the
woman's face, her cheeks flushed with a light blush.
The woman allowed a warm smile to appear on her lips.
"Nice to meet you Melody...I'm Vanessa." She introduced before stretching out
her leg along the top of her knee, wiggling her toes in the sea air, enjoying
how the salty summer breeze felt between her toes.
"Yeah when I saw how empty the beach was when I arrived you caught me off guard
when you came round." She said, noting how Melody's gaze seemed drawn to her
wiggling piggies. 'Hmm I wonder…' She mused.
"It's a shame not more people came here today...the sun shining, the breeze is
divine." Vanessa praised, sitting up on her towel, lowering her legs until her
knees pressed against her voluptuous breasts. "And the sand feel nice on the
feet, I love the sensation of it between my toes." She said as she stretched
out her legs, wiggling her toes as she allowed them to sink into the sand to
emphasise her point, Melody swallowing nervously. "And now I'm lucky enough to
have some very cute company." flexing her left leg she put her right over it
exposing her foot to Melody "It really is a shame isn't it?"
"Y-Yeah a shame." Melody stammered, her face burning with embarrassment as she
picked her dry lips. "S-S-So are you h-having a nice day?" She asked, trying to
regain her composure, Vanessa smiled warmly.
"Yeah, it's been a glorious day so far." Her smile faded into a pout. "Though
my feet are still aching from the walk down, don't suppose you know anywhere
close by where I could get a decent massage?" She asked innocently.
"A-A...massage?" Melody gasped, suddenly feeling rather dizzy.
"Yeah...I've been here all morning, and while the hot sand feels nice on my
feet... I really need a good massage." Vanessa explained, flexing her foot,
drawing Melody's gaze once again. "All this sand on it...and how hot it
feels...I could probably benefit from something to cool them down but right now
I need a massage." She said looking at Melody with a hidden smile, enjoying how
the girl seemed drawn to her foot. "So do you know of any place nearby?" She
asked, lowering her leg once again, allowing her to look fully on Melody's
face.
Melody froze in place as she made eye contact with Vanessa, her mind wondering
about someone else having a chance with those beautiful feet. The young girl
gulped, she knew that she had only just met the woman before her, but her feet
were so beautiful, so perfect, she couldn't help but wanting to touch them and
this was a chance she couldn't pass up.
"N...No actually…" She began. "I don't think any place is…open right now." She
explained.
"Oh, that is a shame." Vanessa answered, lifting her legs and rubbing her feet
over one another, smirking at how the young girl would stare. "I could really
use a massage right now."
"W…Well if…if you want…" Melody started nervously, her cheeks tinging with
embarrassment. "I..I could…"
"Umm what was that darling?" Vanessa asked, lifting one leg over the other,
once more causing her sole to face Melody, the girl's blush deepening.
"Err…I...c-could…give you a foot rub?" Melody finished, starting to sweat a
little as she stared at Vanessa's sole.
"You?" Asked Vanessa. "I don't know if I could ask you to do such a thing…we
just met after all." She said lowering her foot again and burying her toes in
the sand.
"N-No...it's alright." Said Melody, frowning as her chances of getting to touch
this woman's beautiful feet seemed to disappear. "I think you are a nice
woman…so I wouldn't mind helping you alleviate some of your pain." She
continued. 'Alleviate? Wow that's a big word for me.' Melody mused, caught off
guard at her sudden advanced vocabulary.
"Umm…" Vanessa eyed up Melody, her gaze roaming over her body. "You do seem
like a nice girl…and if you really don't mind." She said, her voice carrying a
seductive tone causing Melody's blush to deepen.
"I really d-don't." Melody pushed; her mouth really dry.
"And your hands do look quite soft." Vanessa giggled.
"They are." Melody laughed. "Mom says I give the best foot rubs I assure you,
you will enjoy it." She finished with a small wink and a slightly flirtatious
smile.
"Oh I think I will." Vanessa smiled. "Ok Melody...I'm convinced." She stated,
extending her right leg towards the young girl, presenting her with her foot.
"Come here and show me just what you can do with those soft hands." She
chuckled.
With small steps Melody moved closer to Vanessa's foot, swallowing a lump in
her throat, mentally berating herself for her sudden decision but she couldn't
help it. Vanessa´s foot seemed so irresistible and she really wanted to feel
them.
Finally she stepped directly in front of the older woman and kneeled before her
foot. With a warm smile form Vanessa, Melody extended both hands and took hold
of her foot.
Melody smiled as she felt the warm foot in her small hands, tracing her fingers
over the coarse sand the coated the sole, allowing her slender fingers to dip
between the pale toes, blushing as they wiggled and scrunched around her toes
and trapped her fingers, eliciting a low shiver from the younger girl, Vanessa
giggling.
"Sorry. Guess my little piggies are a touch sensitive." Vanessa laughed as she
opened her toes and allowed Melody's fingers to escape her grip.
Already missing the sensation of the toes trapping her fingers in place Melody
could only giggle.
"Don't worry it's alright." She then begins to concentrates and takes a firm
hold of the foot on the sides, applying pressure with both thumbs on the arches
and pushing them both up and down the sole. "Your foot is really hot." Melody
observed.
"Why thank you." Said Vanessa as she relaxed at the feeling of Melody´s thumbs
massaging the instep of her sole. "I think you are beautiful too." She added,
sending Melody a smile
Melody blushed bright red like a tomato. "I...I mean…they feel hot…not that
they are hot…I mean…they are but...I didn't I…"
"Hahaha relax angel face I'm kidding." Vanessa giggled. "I have been here for a
few hours now so I know my feet are hot."
Still blushing Melody continued to move her thumbs over the warm skin, applying
more pressure as she moved her thumbs down to the heel of her foot, causing
Vanessa to lightly hum in pleasure.
Melody could feel her neck turning red as the beautiful woman moaned beneath
her talented thumbs.
"You're really good at this." Vanessa praised.
"Th-Thank you." Melody replied, now blushing from head to toe.
"Oh yeah." Vanessa moaned as Melody's thumbs pressed against the magical spots
on her sole. "Really, really good" Vanessa's other leg extend a bit, allowing
her foot to rest on Melody´s thigh where it began to lightly rub.
Melody felt her entire body start to heat up at the feeling of the movements of
Vanessa's hot foot.
"Umm….Miss Vanessa?" She ask, deeply embarrassed. "Umm your other foot…umm…"
"Oh?...Is something wrong my dear?" Vanessa asked with false innocence as she
allowed her toes to sink into the fabric of Melody´s pantalettes
"Umm well…umm…your foot…" Melody said half nervous and half actually exited
that the foot was touching her and teasing her, even if indirectly.
"Oh sorry." Vanessa said but not moving her foot "I just felt that my other
foot was left out a little and your clothes looked so soft I just couldn't help
myself." She said moving her foot, tracing small circles with her toes. "This
is actually comfortable…but if you want I could move…"
"No!" Melody replied; her voice a touch louder than it should be. "I
mean...no…it's alright…it's just I didn't expect it."
"Very well my dear." Vanessa said, moving her foot a bit higher. "But now can
you finish with my right foot?...if you do I promise to give you something
extra special." She added with an exited but rather dark sparkle in her eyes
that Melody seemed to miss.
Blushing Melody returned to massaging Vanessa`s right foot trying to ignore the
sensation of the other foot caressing her thigh over her clothes, even as she
felt pleasurable shivers slithering up her spine. With a good deal of willpower
the little girl resume her work applying more pressure through her thumbs as
they kneaded circles into the older woman's sole eliciting another moan from
her.
"Oh yeah…now that's what I was talking about." Vanessa sighed, closing her
eyes, enjoying the sensations of the preteen's efforts. "Oh, you really have a
gift dearie, I hope I can repay you for this." She groaned as her left foot
resumed its movements over the princess`s thigh.
"Umm th-that…umm…won't be necessary." Melody said as she felt the hot foot
grind against her pantalettes. "I'm…umm happy to help." She said as Vanessa
applied more force on her toes, causing Melody`s skin to feel their heat as if
the mature foot was grinding against her sensitive skin.
"Oh but I think it is." Vanessa said with a sly smile as she started moving her
foot a bit higher. "After all." Her toes began to move on to Melody`s inner
thigh, causing the young princess to jump a little in place, her legs opening
on reflex, a small moan escaping from her mouth. "It wouldn't be fair." Her big
toe moved dangerously close to the girl`s 'centre' before stopping inches from
it. "That I'm the only one enjoying this." and with that her big toe made
contact with Melody`s covered cunt.
The princess sat up straight in shock as her breath caught in her throat at the
sudden movement and pressure on her intimate area. Soon her body started to
tremble as small twinges of pleasure shot up her spine her as Vanessa rubbed
her toe up and down her covered slit.
"Although it would seem." Vanessa began, Melody closing her eyes as she tried
to not show how much she was enjoying the small movements as her hands gripped
the older woman's foot with more force, increasing the pressure in her massage.
"That actually I'm not the only one enjoying this." Vanessa finished with a
smile as, feeling the slight dampness of the soft cloth, enjoying how her toe
teased the young princess. "You really like doing this don't you?" She asked,
pausing her foot so that her toe was at the centre and allowing her big toe to
sink in a little.
"I…umm…I…I...do…" Melody blushed, her heart pounding within her chest as she
admitted it, her hands moved up to the base of the toes massaging them.
"But…I…umm…I don't think you…umm…"
"What was that?" Vanessa asked sweetly as she applied more pressure, causing
both her big toe and the cloth beneath it to sink inside Melody. "I couldn't
hear you well." She said as she began to move her toe in small circles, keeping
the pressure on the young lips.
"Umm….ah…umm…" Melody moaned, causing the young princess to press her thumbs
into Vanessa's sole even more firmly.
"Oh yeah…ah that's good…umm." Vanessa groaned, throwing her head back, flipping
her hair as she enjoyed the massage while her toe continued teasing Melody
through her clothes, causing the small princess to moan and gasp in pleasure.
Soon a small wet patch began to appear on the princess's underwear, she could
feel a pressure slowly build inside of her.
"Ah that's better." Suddenly the toe on her pussy retreated, cutting Melody off
from her pleasure. At the same time the foot slipped away from the pre-teens
hands much to the dark haired girl's disappointment.
Melody opened her eyes, Vanessa had her right leg once again bent over her
other leg, in front of her, the raised foot arching back, flexing it and
wiggling her toes.
"Now that was a divine massage my dear." The dark haired woman said as she
leaned forward, reaching out she caressed the sole of her elevated foot. "Oh
yes my foot feels so good now." she sighed happily, sending a hidden glance
towards Melody.
The small princess was trembling as a feeling of disappointed filled her, she
been so close to her release, she could feel the nipples of her small breasts
hard and poking against her shirt, chafing a little. Her eyes focused on the
foot that previously in her now empty, unmoving hands. At the same time she
could feel a strong itch in her nether regions and feeling a strong need,
calling for Vanessa´s foot to return.
Seeing that the older woman was looking at her Melody try to clear her head and
ignore the temptation to smell her hands after massaging Vanessa's beautiful
feet, and diving at them.
"Umm thanks….im glad...umm that you liked it." Her hands flex, wanting to have
the foot back in them. Then her gaze fell on the other foot. "I think
that…maybe…I should do your other now."
Smiling, an evil spark glinting in her eyes, Vanessa opened her mouth and said
to Melody,
"Oh not yet angel face." She flexed her leg and sit in a lotus position. "First
I have to give you the gift that you earned."
"Oh…but you don't need…" Melody said, inching a little closer. "Really…"
"Oh but I insist." Vanessa said stopping Melody from advancing with her right
foot, pressing it firmly against her chest. "It's only fair my dear that I give
you something after you gave me such a wonderful massage." She finished her
statement by tracing circle over Melody´s right breast with her big toe.
The princess stopped at the feeling, shivering in pleasure she couldn't help
but nod.
"Good girl" Vanessa praised. "Now close your eyes and open your mouth…I assure
you, you won't regret it and you will like it, I promise."
Thinking she was going to give her a sweet or something Melody did what she
asked, closing her eyes and parting her lips, the quicker she got the childish
stuff over with the quicker she could continue with what she really wanted.
"Good girl." Vanessa praised, a dark smirk spreading across her face. "Take
your reward." Her foot shot from Melody´s chest towards her open mouth,
slamming her toes inside the dark haired girl's mouth.
Melody´s eyes snapped open, gasping in surprise at the sudden intrusion to her
mouth, the taste of the sandy foot invading her mouth and the toes excitedly
scrunching, trying to play with her wet tongue.
"Hahaha well what do you think angel face?" Vanessa laughed as she wiggled her
toes, making sure to explore the entire cavern that was the princess's mouth.
"You like this, don't you?" she trapped Melody´s tongue between her big and
second toes.
Melody try to move her head back but only managed to allow Vanessa to pull her
tongue out of her mouth with her toes, playfully tugging at her tongue. "Here
have a full taste of my beautiful foot." The princess was forced back and the
foot slid back inside her waiting mouth. "Just surrender my dear…. let the
pleasure and your desire for my feet takeover."
Melody groaned the gritty taste of the sand under and between Vanessa's toes,
combined with a vinegary, near fishy taste of the feet themselves was
delectable; she closed her eyes and clamped her lips around the plump toes,
forcefully sucking them.
Vanessa moaned at the pleasurable sucking of her toes, her own pussy growing
wet as she admired how the girl worshipped her toes. She pulled her foot back,
her toes escaping Melody's mouth with a resounding 'pop' as the girl fought to
keep the toes in her mouth.
"B-But…" Melody began.
"Lie down." Vanessa instructed as she slid back, placing both feet on the sandy
floor.
Melody leant forward onto all fours and crawled forward to Vanessa's feet,
rolling onto her rear and lying down. "Why?" The young girl asked as her head
touched down on the floor.
"You want more of this don't you?" Vanessa teased as she lifted her sandy foot
over Melody, wiggling her toes and causing grains of sand to fall from between
and beneath her toes onto the young girls face.
Melody felt her mouth go dry as she looked up at the beautiful sole, nodding
speechlessly. Vanessa giggled.
"I thought so." She dark haired woman stepped onto Melody's stomach, eliciting
a small gasp from the young girl before extending her foot and placing it on
Melody's face, her large feet covering most of the middle of her face, her heel
touching down on her chin and her toes scrunching on the girl's dark locks.
"You're face feels good under my foot." She laughed; Melody went bright red,
her loins burning for attention.
"Err…th-thank you." She stammered, slightly muffled by Vanessa's foot flesh,
she pursed her lips and started kissing Vanessa's sole.
"Hehehe…yeah like that" Vanessa giggled at the feeling of the soft lips on her
sole. She moaned as Melody passed her tongue over it. "Hehehe little fish
really know how to do this…have you done it before?" she asked causing Melody
to blush even more. "Well in any case…I think I should do something too." Her
other foot start moving in circles over the small girl´s abdomen. "Now let's
see if I can do something better." she moved her foot and began to wiggle it to
introduce it under the waistband of Melody´s pantalets.
The little princess actually stopped at feeling the intrusion.
"Ah ah ah little one." Vanessa scolded rubbing her foot over Melody´s face. "No
one told you to stop." After a moment she added, "But now that you have…how
about help me get rid of these." She said, lifting her foot causing the
pantalets to rise before they snapped back against Melody. "Come on don't be
shy." She continued, using her big toe to play with the princess' lips. "I
promise it will be worth it."
Doubting it a little, Melody slid her fingers round her waistband of her
underwear and arching her back carefully as to not cause Vanessa to fall, she
began to slip them off, flexing her legs to take them and leave them just at
her side.
"Good girl…now here's your reward." Vanessa said bringing her foot down to her
pussy stroking it with her toes, loving how the girl shuddered beneath her at
the slightest touch.
Melody let out small moans as Vanessa's big toe caressed her pussy directly.
The tingling feeling returned with new force as her wet labia was parted by the
toe and dare to enter a bit into her. In response, she started to suck at the
foot on her face with force, leaving the clean skin in her wake.
"You like that don't you?" Vanessa giggled, glancing back at her other foot as
her toe retreated from the pussy before proceeding to grind against the young
cunt with increasing force.
Melody cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, her cries muffled by
Vanessa's sole, her eyes closing as she felt a familiar pressure building up
inside her.
"Hahaha that's right keep moaning…let yourself loose." Vanessa laughed with an
almost maniacal grin to her face. "Feel my big, hot, stinky feet on your little
cunt and face, enjoy their feeling, their taste and their scent." She
continued, adding even more force to her foot. Melody gasped and moaned into
the hot sole, slashing her tongue against the sole above her face. "Come on
little fish…show me how much you like it."
Melody felt the pressure grow to the maximum as her toes curl in pleasure, her
mind clouded by arousal, Vanessa's words only adding to her euphoria, until she
couldn't hold it back any longer and in a muffled scream, she released the dam,
her pussy erupting with her hot, wet sticky cum.
Smiling Vanessa moved from Melody, wiping her now cum covered sole clean on
Melody's stomach, allowing her dark grin to fully erupt upon her decoder her
face as the remaining drops of the princess' cum was imprinted onto the sand of
the beach.
Melody blinked, breathing heavily as sense returned to her mind, she went beat
red as she felt the sea breeze caress her exposed pussy. She quickly grabbed
her pantalets and slid them back on her form, eliciting a small burst of
giggles from Vanessa, she looked at her shyly.
"So I guess you really like my feet huh?" She laughed, Melody's blush deepened.
"Y-Yeah."
"Hehehe well here is a little secret…" Vanessa began, leaning in close to
Melody and caressing her face. "I like the fact that you like my feet." She
continued with a smile. "I think I'm lucky that someone as cute as you likes my
feet so much." her hand untied Melody´s hair tie leaving the black hair
cascading behind the little girl. "Yeah so cute." She said moving her bangs
behind her ear, caressing her cheek. "And you know what?...I would really like
to do this again, how about you?"
"I...umm…" Melody blushed at the attention of Vanessa, her blush deepening at
her comments. "I…umm…I would like that too." She admitted with a small voice.
"But my parents…" Vanessa placed her index finger on the girl's lips, silencing
Melody.
"Hush my dear don't worry I have it covered." Almost like magic Vanessa pulled
out a small, golden, scroll from behind her. "With this we don't have anything
to worry about."
"What's that?" Melody asked with confused tone and expression, her eyes glowing
with curiosity.
"A simple work contract, this way your parents will think you have a…part-time
job." Vanessa said. "That way we can have all the fun we want, without any
problem."
"A contract?" Melody asked curiously.
"Yes, basically you get my feet whenever you want and I get my feet pampered
whenever I want." Vanessa stated as she unrolled the scroll, it was covered in
tiny text.
"That's a lot of words for something so simple." The dark haired girl stated.
"It's only legal mumbo jumbo; you know contracts can never be worded simply."
Vanessa answered, extending her right leg, placing her foot right under
Melody's nose, eliciting a startled gasp followed by a deep, audible sniff from
the girl who shivered in pleasure.
"Do we have a deal?" Vanessa asked wiggling her toes and stretching her arm
towards the girl, placing her foot on the floor. Melody swallowed as Vanessa
conjured a quill, she took it and scribbled her name; this woman did seem nice
after all.
The moment her name was scribbled onto the paper the quill vanished in a burst
of golden light and the scroll rolled back up and started to dissolve in a
similar fashion, maniacal laughter filled the air. Melody looked up to see
Vanessa laughing her head off.
"Hahahaha it's true what they say…like mother like daughter, hahahahaha!" She
kept laughing. To the confusion, and growing feelings of dread, of Melody, the
wind started to blow with intense force.
"What…What's going on?" Melody asked, fear filling her voice and more when the
contract dissolved into a glowing golden mist and started to encircle and
surround her trapping the princess with a small tornado of transparent, dark
golden mist.
"Oh nothing just a small clause I added to that contract." Vanessa said with a
crazy look in her eye and a dark, cunning expression on her face as her voice
changed in tone. "So that your brat of a mother or bastard father can't come
and mess things for me again and neither can your accursed grandfather."
Melody couldn't say anything else as soon she felt a small pain throughout her
body.
she felt an intense pressure on her chest, she looked down, wincing as her top
started to grow as her chest started to grow, her shirt shrinking into a thin,
tight, white bra that clung to her growing chest until it was like she had a
pair of honeydew melons on her chest. Her new magnificent breasts bouncing as
she arched her back, gasping as her eyes squeezed shut, feeling the familiar
heat between her legs.
Her waist began to shrink as her buttocks expanded and grew, becoming more
curved while her pantalets began to shrink and warp round her new ass until it
was a small thong, the back vanishing in her plump ass while the front clung to
her throbbing pussy so tightly that her pussy was visible a long with the
growing wetness of it. Her now longer; childish legs on display as they too
continued to change with the magic of the contract and soon they became a pair
of long, slender, soft legs while still retaining a childish quality to them.
At the same time Vanessa's body seemed to expand as her maniacal laughter
continued and suddenly long black tentacles burst from her slender legs, her
skin turning a light lavender shade, a she hair shortening and turning white
and her stomach growing and becoming covered in black slimy flesh growing from
the tentacles. Soon where the beautiful woman once stood there was now a
creature, half woman half octopus laughing maniacal.
She was a light lavender-skinned, white haired cecaelia and from the waist down
she had six black octopus-like tentacles with violet suckers. Her eyes a darker
shade of the rest of her slimy skin, a grey shade and a mole on the right side
of her mouth, she wore aqua eye shadow, deep red lipstick and red nails along
with purple earrings and a yellow shell necklace.
"Hahahaha oh how I have waited this moment!" Laughed the creature.
"Va-Vanessa?" Melody asked timidly as she tried to stand but soon found herself
stumbling as the magic continued to warp her, as well as the new weight making
it more of a challenge for her to retain her balance.
"You my call me Ursula." She answered. "Hehehe or Mistress Ursula if you rather
my new little slave." She move towards the terrified girl, still transforming,
her lips becoming fuller and a deeper shade of pink. "Although I think I will
be using my human appearance, Vanessa with you again, I must admit that I
enjoyed our fun today and it would be incredible to feel that talented tongue
of yours on my pussy." Ursula smirked, eyeing her new slave's new breasts that
would bounce with each breath Melody took; she licked her lips in a sexual
manner as she eyed them hungrily.
Melody looked up at the large creature that was Ursula, her owner. What? Her
eyes widened at the sudden thought. She didn't own her…but the
contra…contr…paper thingy.
The girls head began to feel light as if filling with bubbles desperate to
escape her head but unable to, like pockets of air in the ocean, bubbles unable
to reach the surface. Her nipples began to harden, her pussy burning with
desire. Her gaze falling onto her owners tentacles that were once her divine
feet and while she did miss having them, those tentacles…a sultry smirk
appeared upon her lips.
Ursula chuckled; she could see the contract had fully taken effect, now Melody
was her personal slave both in mind and body, the bimbo clause had done
wonders. "I should have done this to my mother when I had the chance, maybe
follow it with a false marriage and I could enslave her bratty sisters one by
one until I became the Queen of the Ocean with the royal princesses and my
supposed wives serving me and my every whim…but still now I have you." She
smirked, launching her tentacles at her new bimbo, two striking her shoulders,
causing her to slam back into the sand, pinning her in place while another two
began slither over her tits, groping them, squeezing them, her suckers
attaching themselves to the globs of flesh. Melody's left breast even popped
out of her new tiny bra, bouncing, she thrusted her chest a touch against her
Mistress' tentacles.
Melody groaned and thrust her hips as she felt the tentacles grope her breasts,
squeezing them so harshly, her high pitched and cries filling the beach air as
Ursula's remaining tentacles moved between Melody's legs, the tentacle on
Melody's right shoulder snapping back and curling round her left ankle and
lifting it into the air, eliciting a startled gasp from the girl as her
tentacles continued to slither closer to the girl's ass and pussy.
"Oh I am going to have fun with you little slave." Mistress Ursula chuckled,
licking her fat lips hungrily.
***** Royal Humiliation *****
Beta: Darkness Rissing
Characters: Snow White, Grimhilde/Evil Queen, Ariel, Magic Mirror
Categories: The Little Mermaid, Snow White and the Seven Dwarves
Contains: Femslash, Foot Fetish, Slavery, Watersports, Femdom, Oral, Human
Footstool, Shoe Sniffing, Masturbation, Foot Licking, Cum Eating, Anal, Shoe
Fucking, Trampling, Toe Sucking, Stripping, Ass Kissing, Anal Rape, Rape,
Magic, Humiliation, Verbal Humiliation, Physical Humiliation
Requested By: BlueLanternRazor
A young, fair skinned with long, thick red hair reaching down to her waist with
big, deep aqua blue eyes. She wore a dress with light blue, long sleeves, a
dark blue bodice and a blue shirt and black heels. Ariel was currently
strolling down the hallway, planning to enjoy a leisurely stroll through the
forest behind the mansion when something caught her eyes, a door, open ajar.
She craned her neck as she got closer to the door; the door possessed a carving
of an apple in its upper centre, with a single bite out of it. Her eyes bulged
when she caught site of two golden pumps discarded by the bed, one tipped over.
Ariel swallowed, she recognised them as Snow's favourites. She stepped past the
door, she felt a low tingling sensation and she paused. She chewed her lower
lip nervously, glancing back to the partially open door. She glanced down
either end of the corridor…there was no one in sight. She craned her neck to
peer into the room from where she stood, holding her breath and listening,
nothing. She heard nothing and saw nothing, the room was empty.
Her hands curled into fists at her side. No one was around. Who would know?
When would she get a chance like this again? These were Snow's favourite!
Shoes. She could only imagine how strong the scent would be…would it really
hurt?
Ariel turned on her heel and pranced to the door, keeping her steps light, her
heart pounding in her chest. She paused at the door, heart hammering. She
lightly knocks on the door, the force causing it to slowly slide open. Knocking
just in case, a small part of her mind still prodding her mind with 'what ifs'
and the chance that she couldn't see her through the opening.
She waited at moment. Nothing. She poked her head through the now slightly
larger opening. She peered round the room; there was a large four poster bed
with white curtains, the bedding white, decorated by a pink floral print. A
light blue carpet lines the floor, her walls white with the same pattern as her
bedding, a white dresser against the far wall beside a matching wardrobe, a
full body mirror upon the wall with a golden frame.
Ariel slowly pushed the door back to its partially shut state, identical to the
way she had found it before turning her gaze to the discarded shoes, she
swallowed, her mouth feeling rather dry as her heart threatened to leap from
her chest. She stepped lightly, jumping on her toes as she stepped over to the
shoes by the bed, dropping down in a crouched position; she picked up the left
shoe. She swallowed before lifting it and forcing the opening against her face,
inhaling deeply. Her breath hitched in her throat, the scent of Snow's shoe was
a mixture of salt and vanilla. Arousal flooded her mind as she inhaled even
deeper, her lungs filling with the glorious scent. She shifted her position,
wincing slightly as she altered her position to let her legs stretch out,
opening slightly as she leaned back against the bed. This was far too good for
a quick sniff.
'Maybe I should come back tonight.' Ariel mused as she groaned into the show,
her spare hand moving to caress her left breast.
'Snow! You smell so good.' Ariel pulled her bodice down, allowing her left
breast to jump free, bare, she roughly grabs her breast, massaging it as she
continues to fill her lungs and nostrils with Snow's glorious scent, nipping
her pointed nipple between her thumb and forefinger.
She extends her tongue, dipping it into the pump, wiggling it, enjoying the
mild warm, groaning into the shoe again as she dragged it along the insole. She
moaned into the opening, savouring the salty vanilla taste that seemed
ingrained into the shoe. Her hand fell from her breast, lifting up her blue
dress she dipped her hand beneath the hem, driving it forward and forcing the
hem of her dress to be pushed back.
The backs of her fingers traced over her panties, a small damp patch slowly
forming, she slid her purple panties to the side and dipped her middle finger
into her shaven pussy. Her snatch sucking her finger in with a familiar
squelching sound, Ariel gasped, thrusting her hips forward, sliding in her
index finger as she continued to forcefully inhale the vanilla aroma as she
dragged her tongue along the insole.
Her hip movements became more rapid, thrusting against her fingers repeatedly,
her sopping pussy swallowing up a third finger, her fingers flicking inside
her.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Ariel threw her head, squeezing her eyes shut as she arched her
back, she so close, so close.
The door opens. The princess with skin as white as snow; lips as red as blood,
and hair as black as ink with rosy cheeks, attire consisting of a simple court
dress, consisting of a dark blue bodice with a high white collar; her short
puffy sleeves are a lighter blue than her bodice with red cloth poking through
exemplifying the 'slashing' design. Wearing long shapeless yellow skirt with
dark blue pumps decorated with red bows and golden swirls on the heel. Her hair
styled in her signature bob, parted in the middle, topped with her red headband
with a bow. The owner of the room stepped into the room.
"Ariel?" Snow's startled voice joined Ariel's moans as she took one more, deep,
inhaling of the scent of Snow's shoe.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! AAAAAAA!" The redhead shuddered, exhaling heavily into the shoe,
her legs shaking as she came, hard, her fingers forced out by her cum as it
pooled inside her dress, staining it with her cum.
Ariel's eyes opened, half closed as she basked in the afterglow, Snow's shoe
still firmly pressed against her face. Her eyes widened, her heart skipping a
beat as the flush of her cheeks vanished as she paled, as she realised she
wasn't alone anymore.
"A-Ariel?" Snow stuttered, blushing furiously.
"S-Sn-Snow…I-I can…explain." Ariel stammered, still holding the shoe fairly
close to her face.
"W-What are you doing…with my shoes?"
Ariel blushed, dropping the shoe. The pump rolled down her torso, landing
between her legs, atop the upper layer of her dress. She slowly retracted her
hand from her pussy, now soaked in her juices; she rested it atop her dress.
"I-I was…smelling them." Her head dropped, a feeling of shame settling on her
shoulders and heart.
'How could I be so stupid…I should have known I'd get caught…idiot!' She
internally cursed.
"W-why were you…?" Snow began, her voice shaking a little as she struggled to
make sense of the scene she had walked in on.
Ariel mumbled something quickly, cutting the other princess off, tears slowly
sliding down her cheeks as she lifted up her knees, resting her arms over them
and burying her face in them.
"What?" Snow's voice was soft, Ariel frowned. She lifted her head slightly, her
bangs, arms and knees working together to hide her expression and tears.
"I have…a foot…fetish." Ariel gasped out, her voice shaking with emotion as she
buried her face again, waiting for the disgusted onslaught of insults.
"A what?"
"A foot fetish." Ariel repeated, lightly lifting her head again but keeping her
expression hidden.
"What's a foot fetish?" Ariel turned bright red, her southern lips tingling as
her stomach lurched at the thought of explaining her fetish.
Ariel peeked up from her knees, one single blue, tearful eye shining through
her bangs.
"Are you kidding?"
"No."
"But…it's like…the-the third most common kink." Ariel argued, Snow merely
shrugged her shoulders, closing the door behind her as she headed to the bed,
plunking down atop it; her legs inches from Ariel.
"So…what's a foot fetish?" Snow pushed, lightly bouncing on her bed as she
leaned forward, placing a comforting hand on Ariel's shoulder.
"Well…I-I like feet…in a se-sexual way." She stopped, her heart pounding in her
chest.
"Sexual?"
"Yeah 'sniff' they turn me on."
Snow frowned, turning to look at her own feet, still clad in her blue pumps.
"What about them turns you on?" She lightly flexed her foot as she asked the
question, tilting her head to the side curiously.
"Err…the-the smell…taste…the look…everything really." Ariel admitted, lightly
sniffing at the end, wiping her eyes when her vision started to blur.
"Oh?" She flexed her foot again, not realising Ariel now couldn't help but
stare at it through her bangs.
"And…you…do you like mine?" Snow bushed.
"…Err…yeah." Ariel didn't know where to look, whether to bury her face, to look
away from Snow, to look at her or whether to look at her foot…she opted for
staring at her foot through her bangs. "They smell nice." Now she really was
beat red.
"Really?" Snow frowned, angling her foot again.
"Yeah…" Her voice was barley a whisper.
'Does she think that I'd think bad of her about it?...after catching…' She
blushed and left the thought unfinished.
"You know I don't think bad of you…it's okay that you like my feet." Snow
admitted, still blushing, she heard another sniff from Ariel, her heart ached.
"I mean it Ariel."
Ariel seemed to only curl up into more of a ball like shape.
'She doesn't believe me…maybe she thinks I'm just been nice…and lying…maybe if
I…'
"W-would y-you li-like to…" Her voice died off as she extended her foot to
Ariel.
"Y-you m-mean…?"
"Yes." Snow whispered.
Ariel couldn't stop the smile the spread across her face, her lips tingling
with excitement as she pushed off from the bed and crawled round, allowing Snow
to briefly see the wet patch on her dress, over her ass, between her legs. But
Snow was more focused on her puffy red eyes and how wet her cheeks were.
The redhead kneeled at Snow's feet. Slowly taking hold of her left foot;
carefully cradling it, supporting the heel as she traces her thumb along the
underside of the shoe.
"A-Are you sure?" Ariel stammered.
"Yes." Snow said softly, her cheeks glowing, Ariel chews her lower lip,
applying a slight pressure on the heel of the shoe; it starts to slide. Her
heart is pounding in her chest.
"Really?"
"Just take off my shoe Ariel." Snow giggled, flexing her left foot, causing the
back of the shoe to slide free of her heel. Ariel blushes, sliding the shoe off
Snow's barefoot, a light vanilla scent surrounding it, Ariel eyed the shoe
hungrily.
"C-Can I…smell it?" Ariel asked. Snow's became a deep shade of red.
"Err…y-yeah." Snow stuttered; Ariel swallowed.
"You sure?" She nervously chewed her lower lip; Snow simply nodded her head,
wearing a small smile as she tried to ignore the heat of her face, only serving
to intensify it more.
Ariel slowly lifted the shoe to her face, pressing the opening of the pump
against her face. She inhaled deeply, her chest extending as her lungs filled
with the light scent of Snow's vanilla scent. She stretched out her tongue and
let it graze the heel of the pump, noting the hint of her salty vanilla taste.
Ariel had to admit she was a little disappointed that the taste wasn't stronger
and that even her scent, though freshly off her dainty feet was faint.
The redhead removed the pump from her face and carefully placed it on the
floor. Snow extended her right foot, Ariel grinned, taking hold of the shoed
foot, tracing her thumb over the heel as her blush brightened, she slid it from
her foot. Snow wiggled her dainty toes as her foot was freed from their
confines; Ariel felt the tinging in her nether regions sharply increase. She
lifted the shoe to her face and just as before she inhaled the faint vanilla
scent and allowed her tongue to graze the heel of the shoe, still the taste was
weak.
Her aqua blue gaze turned to the princess' now bare feet. She swallowed as she
placed the pump down with its twin. Snow extended her right foot to the mermaid
turned human.
Ariel carefully took hold of hold of the small foot, noting how soft it was,
with very little perspiration, she lifted it to her face and pressed nose into
the sole, lightly sniffing, her eyes closing as she sought to savour her scent.
A smile graced her lips when she noted the familiar salty vanilla scent, though
still weaker than her golden pumps, she dragged her nose along the sole. Snow
giggled, scrunching her toes as she felt the redhead's nose inadvertently
tickle her petite sole.
Ariel poked the tip of her nose against the tiny scrunched toes, breathing them
in. her eyes opened, looking up at Snow, who was watching with a blushing,
curious yet eager expression upon her innocent face.
"Could…c-could you…sp-spread y-your t-toes?" She asked nervously, her lips dry.
"Err…s-sure." Snow spread her toes, Ariel eagerly slid her nose between the
second and third toe, audibly inhaling her scent deeply, her eyes closing as
they had done before. A small moan escaped her lips as she found a stronger
scent of vanilla and nose. Snow's blush spread down her neck, inadvertently
wiggling her toes much to the redhead's pleasure.
Snow felt a shiver creep up her spin as she felt Ariel inhaling, air sliding
between her toes forcefully. She wiggled her toes again, wiggling them every
time Ariel inhaled. The redhead's eyes opened again, nervously glancing from
Snow's left foot to her face as she continued to fill her lungs and nostrils
with the scent of vanilla.
"Hmm?" Snow pushed, clamping her toes on Ariel's nose, briefly pinching and
squeezing it before releasing it, the redhead's inhaling merely slowing due to
the weak pinching of Snow's diddy toes.
"C-Could you…"
"Yes?"
"Rest your other foot on me?" Asked the sheepish redhead, Snow wrinkled her
eyebrows in confusion but with a light nod she obliged, lifting her left foot.
"Where do you want me to rest it?" She asked, her throat starting to feel
rather dry.
"Erm…my…head?" Ariel proposed, not wishing to push her luck with her more
intimate areas…yet.
Snow's smile grew as she extended it, resting her sole atop the redhead's
forehead. Ariel could feel the light perspiration, not much, very little in
face, but it was there and she loved it. she felt the fire between her legs
become an inferno, she groaned into Snow's sole, much to the princess' delight.
"Y-You like b-being m-my footrest that much?" Snow attempted to giggle, though
her nervous stumbling over her words made it quite the interesting statement to
hear.
Ariel's blush spread, she squeezed her legs together, Snow's comment
threatening to send her over the edge.
"Y-Yes." The redhead answered nervously, she hesitated a moment. "S-Snow?"
"Yes?"
"W-What w-would you say, if I…asked you t-to use me as…your footstool wh-when
we're alone?" Ariel was now beat red from head to toe, her heart threatening to
leap from her chest, she could hear it pounding in her ears. She maintained eye
contact with the younger princess.
Snow's eyes bulged. Ariel's heart skipped a beat. Snow hesitated before
allowing her lips to part.
"D-Depends w-where w-we are."
Ariel felt hope rise in her heart.
"If I-I came back here…would y-you use me as y-your footstool?" Snow was now
squirming in place.
"Ye-es I guess." Snow answered, feeling a light twinge down below at the
redhead's words.
"Oh thank you!" Ariel cried before wrapping her lips round Snow's toes in
excitement, her tongue sliding between the big and second toes, she groaned on
the diminutive digits, savouring the salty vanilla taste.
"Oh! God!" Snow gasped, arching her back, eyes widening as pleasure thundered
through her, Ariel's tongue felt divine, sliding, prodding and wrapping around
her sensitive toes. The light heat she felt igniting into a powerful blaze
threatening to consume her. She pushed her foot further into Ariel's mouth, the
warmth of her mouth, her hot, slippery tongue…it was beyond anything she'd felt
before.
Ariel began to lightly suck on Snow's toes, eliciting more pleasurable moans,
her pale toes scrunching in pleasure, both inside and out of the redhead's
mouth. She flicked out her tongue, briefly dragging it along the upper centre
of Snow's sole.
"Oh God!" Snow gasped.
"Would you like this to be a regular thing?" Ariel asked cockily as she slipped
the toes from her mouth, proceeding to drag her tongue from Snow's heel up to
her toes, flicking her tongue over the tips of each toe when she reached them.
"Oh Yes!" Snow cried, throwing her head back in pleasure, shoving her toes back
into Ariel's mouth, eliciting a startled gasp from the former mermaid as she
returned to her pleasurable sucking.
'Oh my, this feels so good!' Snow internally moaned, a hand falling between her
legs, atop her skirt, her eyes fell on Ariel's feet, and the black heels that
clothed them. 'I wonder.'
"Ariel?" The redhead looked up at her, still sucking on her toes, running her
tongue over and under them, giving a light hum in response, Snow shivered at
the pleasurable vibrations she felt from the moan. "Can I have your shoe?"
Ariel squeaked, Snow's toes curled, the redhead eagerly slipped off her right
heel, never stopping her sucking of Snow's yummy toes. She handed it to Snow
who hesitantly took it.
She sceptically eyed the leathery shoe, noting the visible toe prints as she
angled the high heeled shoe, a light scent wafting up from the insole. She
closed her eyes and leaned in until the tip of her nose touched down on the
damp insole of the shoe, she cringed at the wet 'terrain' her nose probed. She
lightly sniffed; her eyes snapped open wide; watering as a strong pungent scent
filled her nostrils, she winced before swallowing and extending her
tongue…maybe it would taste better? She snapped her head back the second her
tongue graced the insole of the shoe's heel, coughing as she fought to get the
acidic scent out of her nose, dragging her tongue over the back of her hand in
a poor attempt to rid her tongue of the taste.
"Lord Ariel! Your feet stink! And that taste!" Snow coughed, Ariel's blush
returned with a vengeance, she averted her gaze, her sucking slowing slightly.
If she was honest, she liked how…potent her shoes and feet were. Throughout
many a lonely night had she slipped off her pumps and heels and lost herself in
her own scent, taste and pleasure.
Snow deposited the heel with her own pumps.
"I don't know how you like that smell…or that retched taste…" Ariel felt her
stomach starting to turn again. "But I have to admit…it feels incredible having
you a-at my f-feet." Snow continued, growing shy at the end as she realised
just what she was saying.
Ariel smiled, the feeling of dread leaving her stomach. While she was
disappointed that Snow didn't like feet too she was more than thrilled that she
liked having her at her feet. And besides, Ariel did prefer worshipping feet to
having her own worshipped.
"So…you still…want to…make this a regular thing?"
"Y-Yes." A warm smile spread across Snow's lip. Ariel grinned, leaning in and
placing a chaste kiss on Snow's sole; now thoroughly soaked with her saliva.
"Good, because your feet…" She presses her face into the wet foot, inhaling
deeply "Are the best I've ever smelled and tasted." She inhales her vanilla
scent again, her tongue flicking out and tracing small circles on Snow's arch.
"The fairest feet of all." Ariel giggled, Snow nervously laughed, beginning to
lightly feel her left breast through her bodice, a low groan eliciting from her
lips as her eyes closed to bask in the pleasure once again.
XXX
Meanwhile, within the darkness that was the villainess mansion a lone figure
stood in a single, dark room.
The room's walls were lined with mirrors of different shapes and sizes, a four-
poster queen-sized bed in the centre with dark purple curtains. The floor was
stone tiled, a mahogany dresser rested against a far wall, a hand mirror
resting atop it while another stood attached. Even the dark oak wardrobe beside
it possessed mirrored doors. In the centre of the main wall, surrounded by many
mirrors rested a rather special, ancient mirror. Surrounded by a grand ringed
frame with a golden pattern lining it, purple tinted reflecting glass within in
it, smoke clouding view as a single face stared back at the two figures.
A beautiful woman with a serene expressionless face, a slender figure, her skin
pale, her eyes a dark vivid green, scarlet lips and thin, refined eyebrows. Her
attire consisting of a purple gown with long sleeves and a red rope belt ties
around her thin waist. She wears a black balaclava that covers her ears, neck
and hair, leaving her face exposed with a long black cloak, lined with red
inside and the bottom lined with white fur, a high white collar attached to her
cloak, a golden pendant connected to the collar, black leather, spiked heeled
boots upon her feet and to complete her ensemble, a golden crown atop her head
with five spikes on the front and a jewel on the tip of the centre and tallest
spike.
Grimhilde was glaring the magic mirror, currently depicting the former mermaid
pressing her face against Snow's tiny foot.
"How ironic, a princess desiring noting more than to be a foot slave."
Grimhilde muttered with an unamused expression.
"So…could we…make this a regular thing?"
Grimhilde wrinkled her nose in disgust, flexing her fingers in anger.
"Y-Yes."
"If anyone's feet should be worshipped it should be mine." Grimhilde spat, the
green of her eyes briefly illuminating.
"Good, because your feet… are the best I've ever smelled and tasted."
Her hands balled into fists at her sides.
"The fairest feet of all."
"What!" Grimhilde shrieked, the sound of lightning echoing throughout the
villainess mansion "How dare she! My! Feet are the fairest of them all." She
yelled at the mirror, gritting her teeth in anger, a cocktail of jealousy and
rage clouding her mind. "Every inch of me is superior to that brat, my
complexion is flawless, my legs are longer, more slender, my waist thinner,
breasts bigger, even my feet are more divine than every inch of her! And I know
how to use every perfect inch!"
The sound of thunder echoed throughout the villainess mansion.
"It's time I showed these brats who possesses the true pair of fairest feet of
them all!" Grimhilde declared, her authoritive voice echoing throughout the
room, she combusted in an explosion of thick black smoke.
XXX
Ariel leaned, taking Snow's big toe back in her mouth and proceeding to bob her
head, circling the digit with her tongue.
"Oh God! Ariel…" Snow groaned, closing her eyes and starting to lean back.
sssshblamm
Ariel's head whipped round, swiftly removing her lips from Snow's toes on
instinct. Snow's eyes snapped open. They both froze, their breath catching in
their throats, their hearts skipping a beat as they took in the site of the
Evil Queen, stood by the door, the smoke of her spell fading, as she slowly
locked the door before turning her heated glare upon the princesses.
Grimhilde's glare landed on Snow's foot, glistening with Ariel's saliva, still
been held by the redhead.
"Mother!" Snow gasped, jumping back from her, inadvertently tearing her foot
away from Ariel.
"Snow, fish girl." Grimhilde greeted, her tone controlled yet filled with rage.
"How dare you!" Her gaze locked on the former mermaid as she pointed at her
"You! How dare you!"
"Wh-What? M-Me? Wh-What d-did I do?" Ariel stammered.
"I heard your blasphemous comment, how dare you believe that brat's feet to be
more beautiful than mine, mine are by far the fairest in the land." She stepped
forward aggressively, her spiked, black boot stomping on the carpeted floor,
both princesses flinch.
She waves her hand in Snows direction, forcing her gown to lift, folding back
to fully reveal her pale, slender legs and feet, one coated in Ariel's saliva,
eliciting a startled shriek from the younger princess, only to be silenced by
Grimhilde's piercing glare.
"Look at them? They are nothing, sickly pale and tiny, my divine feet are
glorious, far superior to hers as is every inch of my body!" Grimhilde spat as
she took another step forward. "And the scent, is perfect, the sweetest smell
you shall ever encounter, a smell befitting a queen! You should be admiring my
feet, begging to lick the dirt beneath my boot; in fact that's what you should
be doing right now!"
Grimhilde took another step, slamming her right booted foot inches from Ariel's
bare foot, barley missing her.
Ariel stares up at her, frozen. Her oceanic eyes shaking as her heart pounded
in her chest, fear coursing through her veins as Grimhilde's eyes locked on her
own.
"Get. To. It." She pronounced every syllable with controlled rage through
gritted teeth. "NOW!" Her hands balled into fists as her rage grew even further
as she watched the mermaid continue to defy her, lifting her right hand up
high, Ariel's eyes widened in fear. "Do it or Snow will pay the price for your
insolence." A ball of fire appeared in her hand, lifting it back, as if angling
the shot to face Snow.
Ariel nodded her head rapidly, eyes widening further with fear. She shot
forward, landing on her hands and knees, her whole form shaking as she lowered
her head and began to bestow chaste kisses over the top of the Evil Queen's
boot. The fireball dissipated and Grimhilde's hand fell back to her side.
"Good, this is your true place in life fish girl, worshipping the boots of your
betters since you avoided the fate of sushi." Ariel shivered at Grimhilde's
commanding, authoritarian voice, her heart threatening to jump from her chest
as she continued to kiss the polished boot.
Grimhilde turned her gaze back to Snow. She was still sitting atop her bed, her
legs and feet still exposed. Her eyes locked on the display before her, frozen
in fear.
"That means you too brat!" Grimhilde spat as she lifted her hand again, Snow
flinched. "And for your failure to obey me adequately you will be punished."
She waved her hand over Snow. Her petite form was encased in a bright dark
green light, obscuring her from sight. The light vanished just as quickly as it
had encased her.
The once regally clothed girl was now only attired in a dirty brown loin cloth,
reaching round her waist, a flap covering her young pussy while leaving her
pale ass completely exposed and black collar around her neck with the
inscription 'slave' upon it, her raven hair wild, now no longer restrained by
her ribbon.
"Much better; now for your punishment, get on the floor." Snow's eyes widened
as she leapt to the floor as if compelled, wincing as her knees and palms
slammed onto the floor.
"That new outfit is more than just a fashion statement princess, now you shall
be compelled to obey me, like you should have from the start." Ariel eyed Snow
fearfully as she watched her kneel beside her as she continued to kiss the Evil
Queen's boot. "Now lie down in front of the bed, you don't deserve to kiss my
boot."
Snow shuffled back to the bed and lay down on her back as she was commanded. A
dark smile spread across Grimhilde's face, she stepped forward, left foot first
and placed it just below Snow's breasts, relishing in the pained gasp and hiss
she received as she began to apply pressure, her sole and sharped heel slowly
digging into her soft flesh.
Then followed her right foot, ensuring she knocked the former mermaid's chin
with the toe of her boot before raising it over Snow's stomach, bracing herself
against the border of the four-poster bed as she slowly enjoyed every second
her full weight was on one foot atop of her new slave, oh how she loved that
pained expression and sound of her pathetic whimpers.
She slowly lowered her right foot onto snow, ensuring her spiked heel rested
barley an inch above her pussy digging both into the cloth and the flesh
beneath it.
A pleasurable jolt shot through the Evil Queen, she looked down at the
princess' pained expression. She lifted her left foot, enjoying how her right
heel slowly sunk deeper into the girl through her 'clothing'.
"Maybe I should install you in my bedroom floor." Grimhilde proposed as slowly
placed her booted foot atop Snow's right breast and began to slowly apply
pressure to it. "So soft and comfy and I do love those sounds you make." She
pushed her foot down; bending her leg to ensure more weight was pressed onto it
as the pressure close to Snow's cunt was quickly released.
"P-Please…" Snow gasped.
"And these breasts, so small and squishy…they feel so comfy under my foot…so
small, yet another reason why my beauty surpasses yours." She roughly groped
her own breast. "Mine are much bigger than yours, more perfectly shaped and
mature, far superior to those blobs of fat on your chest." She spat, saliva
firing with her final word, and landing in Snow's face upon her cheek.
She grinded the pale boob beneath her boot, ensuring to capture the nipple
beneath the toe, relishing in the pain she saw, she felt a growing fire between
her legs. Oh it felt so good to put the brat in her place.
She pushed herself back up, straightening her leg before proceeding to lift her
foot from Snow's southern region, slowly gliding it along her body, tracing the
toe of her boot along the tender pale flesh, loving how she shivered beneath
her touch, applying extra pressure as it glided over the breast uncovered by
her boot.
She paused over her neck, the toe of her boot pressing into it and her new
collar. Snow gasped for air. Grimhilde shivered, her cunt twitching, the
pleasurable sensation of literally walking all over the girl deemed more
beautiful than she was pure ecstasy.
She moved her foot further up, lifting it above Snow's face.
"Kiss it."
Snow tried desperately to resist, her mind internally begging her not to, her
heart pounding within her chest. She felt her lips begin to pucker and her head
begin to rise. She pressed her lips against the dirty sole of Grimhilde's boot.
She didn't stop.
The Evil Queen's dark smirk grew as she watched the pale princess proceed to
place multiple kisses upon the sole of her boot.
"This is your true place in life. Beneath my boot, barley worthy of been the
ground I walk upon." She presses the toe of her boot against Snow's lips,
grinding them. "Isn't that right Snow?"
Snow nodded, her reply muffled by the queen's boot.
"Good. You will do well to remember that." Grimhilde spun on her heel, twisting
it into Snow's boob, eliciting a muffled, pained shriek into her boot, another
jolt of pleasure shot up her spine.
Grimhilde's boot left Snow's face and landed upon her exposed stomach,
eliciting another pained hiss as she turned to sit atop the bed, a small sigh
escaping her lips as she shifted the weight off her feet, resting them atop
Snow's body, using her as her regal footstool.
She turned her gaze to the former mermaid who was looking on at her, her eyes
filled with fear.
"Strip girl!" Ariel flinched at the queen's commanding tone.
"Wha-What?" Ariel stuttered, caught off-guard by the commanding, her heart
almost jumping from her chest.
"You heard me." Spat Grimhilde, her anger rising again. "Off with those
clothes."
Ariel hesitated; however, her hesitation was short lived as the queen began to
increase the pressure upon Snow's lower stomach, receiving a pained grunt from
her footstool.
The redhead quickly and awkwardly rose back to her feet, her head bowed. The
queen eased the pressure as she watched on at the girl's fast and panicked
movements.
She kicked off her remaining shoe, her eyes closing as her bare foot touched
the floor. She reached behind her back and began to untie her bodice, refusing
to look at Grimhilde as she proceeded to remove her clothing.
"A lowly foot slave like you does not deserve such nice clothes." Grimhilde
stated as Ariel placed the now folded up dress on the floor before reaching
behind her back and proceeding to unclip her purple bra, sliding it off her
torso, dangling it above her clothes and dropping it atop the growing pile,
next her panties, matching the shade of her bra with a wet stain over her
crotch.
"Such a slut, look how wet you are over this brat's disgusting feet!" Grimhilde
spat, stomping her right booted foot atop Snow's breast, relishing in the
pleasurable jolt she received as the girl cried out in pain once again, a
bruise readily forming beneath the sole of her boot.
Ariel didn't reply and began to lightly shake her hips from side to side as she
bent over; sliding her panties down her slender legs, stepping out of them when
they reached the floor. She straightened up, exposing her pussy with light red
fuzz though mostly shaved. She lifted her panties with her toes and deposited
them in the pile of clothes, shivering as her big and second toe rubbed against
the damp patch.
Grimhilde raised her hand, her palm facing the pile of clothing. Her smirk grew
as a ball of flame erupted from her mature palm, colliding with the pile and
combusting. Within second where once Ariel's clothes lay was now a pile of ash
atop the now singed carpet.
"Now, kneel." The queen snapped, pointing to the floor at her feet.
Ariel timidly stepped forward, her legs shaking as she crossed the small
distance, her lower lip quivering as she took a knee. She felt her knees
lightly rub against Snow's side, she could make out slight imprints of the
queen's boots now that she was closer and could see the slight bruising of her
breast.
"Good, now lick my boots." Her smirk grew as Ariel looked up timidly. "Clean
them foot slave." She lifted the boot off of Snow's stomach, lightly pressing
the other deeper into her breast.
Ariel hated the low twinge she felt in her still hot pussy. She bowed her head,
leaning in, she extended her tongue and began to drag it over the sole of the
boot, a thin layer of dust and tiny spots of dirt coating her tongue as she
took it back into her mouth. The warmth between her legs increasing as the
submissive nature of her actions set in her mind, the realisation that she was
licking her foes boots, as if she was truly her foot slave.
"Faster foot girl."
Ariel hastened her licks, the burning of her loins increasing. Grimhilde
pressed her boot into Ariel's face, forcing the former mermaid to lean back.
Ariel shivered as she felt a drop of a warm liquid slid down her inner thigh.
'Why does this feel so hot? Why did it have to be her? Couldn't have been Snow
or Melody…hell even Tiana! Why'd it have to be the infamous Evil Queen!' Ariel
internally moaned as she ran her tongue over the top of the toe section of the
queen's boot and circling round sole of the toe of her boot.
"Come on, smile little foot girl, aren't you enjoying licking my boots? You
seemed to enjoy kissing them earlier." Grimhilde mocked, applying more pressure
against Ariel's face, she angled her foot as to press her spiked heel against
the former mermaid's mouth, pushing past her lips with ease and reaching to the
back of her mouth. Ariel gagged when she felt the point her the back of her
throat, arching forward as she struggled to escape the heel and not throw up.
A dark chuckle escaped the Evil Queen's lips, rotating her ankle, enjoying how
Ariel would gag and choke on her spiked heel before eventually removing it from
her mouth and placing it atop Snow's cloth covered cunt. She lifted her right
foot from Snow's breast and pushed it into Ariel's face, the sole pressing into
her shoe.
Ariel pulled back, revealing a faint dirt imprint of her boot, eliciting
another chuckle from the queen.
"Get cleaning little foot licker." Ariel didn't hesitate this time and set
about dragging her tongue over the sole of Grimhilde's boot, trying desperately
to ignore the wet feeling between her legs that was spreading as her sopping
pussy continued to leak.
Grimhilde directed her gaze to her other foot, still resting atop her
footstool's lowly cunt. She began to increase the pressure, pressing the toe
section of her boot into Snow's 'clothing,' grinding it.
Snow's breath hitched in her throat, her hands balling into fists at her sides,
unable to move as she felt her mother's boot grind her pussy.
"P-Please…" Snow gasped out, her voice a shaky whisper. A sharp jolt of
pleasure shot up her spine as the pressure increased as Grimhilde lifted her
heel, pushing the toe section down against her 'clothed' pussy.
"What is it footstool?" The queen spat, applying more pressure to the brat's
pussy.
"P-Please." Snow stuttered.
"Please what?" The queen asked in a sickly sweet tone, increasing the pressure
further, pain began to mix with the pleasure.
"D-Don't." She begged.
"I don't understand…please don't stop, please continue? Please make it harder?"
Grimhilde mused allowed with a dark smirk.
"N-N." Snow stuttered.
"Shh-Shh, don't worry, I'll make it harder." She mocked in a false nurturing
tone, twisting her foot, pressing the heel into the cloth concealing her pussy
and providing her modesty.
The heat between the queen's legs increased as Snow's yelp reached her ears;
she applied more pressure, eliciting hisses and whimpers from the pale
princess.
"Doesn't that feel good little slave." Grimhilde mocked. "You should thank me
for the honour of been my footstool and allowing you the pleasure of my royal
heel on your pussy." She applied more pressure, the point of the heel, now
surrounded by the cloth round Snow's waist, an inch sliding into her cunt.
"Th-Thank you." Snow gasped, tears welling in her eyes as she mentally screamed
at her inability to control her own actions.
"Good footstool." Grimhilde chuckled, twisting her heel into Snow's pussy,
slowly inserting her sharp heel into Snow's cunt until it reached three inches
in.
She turned her gaze back to the former mermaid, now sucking on her pointed
heel, her boots shining with her saliva.
"I think my boots are clean enough now foot girl, remove my boots…and tell you
what, since you did such a good job cleaning my royal boots I'll let you smell
them."
Ariel gulped.
"Th-Thank you." Ariel slowly set about removing the boot still in her face.
When the foot was free Ariel felt a wave of heat and an acidic scent fil the
air as the now bare foot returned to Snow's breast.
Grimhilde shivered as she felt Snow's nipple between her big and second sweaty
toes, she rubbed them against the nipple, enjoying the feeling of the nipple
rolling between her toes, lubricating it with her toe sweat and toe jam.
Snow grimaced as she felt the large sweaty sole settle upon her breast,
internally cringing as her toes began to toy with her nipple, pleasure mixing
in with her feelings of discomfort.
Ariel slowly turned the opening of the boot to her face. She swallowed again as
she lowered her face to the opening, her nose and mouth vanishing from site as
she buried her face into the opening.
She inhaled.
Ariel's eyes bulged as the acidic vinegary, cheesy stench, mixed with the
pungent scent of hot leather filled her nostrils. She felt her vaginal walls
clench on her, her arousal growing further as she moved the hot boot from her
face and placed it upon the floor, a slight outline from the boot's opening
upon Ariel's face.
"How do they smell my little foot girl?" Grimhilde laughed as she moved her
other foot from Snow's pussy, much to the pale princess' relief, extending it
towards the redhead.
"The-They sm-smell great." Ariel stammered, yearning for the vanilla scent of
Snow's feet.
"This is the scent of the true fairest feet in all the land." Grimhilde gloated
as Ariel proceeded to slide the boot off of her hot, sweaty bare foot.
She wiggled her toes in the cool air as they were freed from their confines,
stretching it out further before proceeding to slam it atop Ariel's head,
rubbing her foot sweat and grime into her red locks before pushing her head
down, forcing Ariel's face into the opening of her boot, Ariel gasped into the
boot, her juices flowing from her cunt more freely as she was forced to inhale
the stench of the queen's boot, shivers shooting down her spine as she felt the
Evil Queen rub her sweaty sole into her hair, staining it with her stench.
Ensuring her foot slave would smell of her feet.
"That's it, take in my glorious scent. Enjoy it. A gift for been such a good
foot slave." Grimhilde laughed, the burning between her legs growing, she could
physically feel her panties soaking with her juices.
Ariel filled her lungs with the queen's scent. Her mind filling with nothing
but the scent of the queen's stinky feet. She inhaled several deep, audible
sniffs before Grimhilde released her hold on the former mermaid, allowing her
to pull back from the boot, inhaling deeply, gilling her lungs with clean air
but unable to rid her nostrils of the stench that now loitered, her arousal
growing to new heights at the realisation of how the Evil Queen had dominated
her senses.
"Now, it's time for you to lick my beautiful feet clean." Grimhilde instructed;
her smirk growing as she stretched her right foot back towards the redhead.
Ariel's posture stiffened, her gaze focusing solely on the queen's foot, noting
the droplets of sweat upon the reddened parts of her sole, a light darkening of
dust and dirt over it. If she looked closer she would surely see a collection
of royal grime and toe jam between those large toes.
"What are you waiting for foot girl? Lick my foot!" Grimhilde instructed; the
thought of the former mermaid been stunned into silence by the beauty of her
feet beyond arousing.
Ariel flinched at her commanding tone. She leaned in, unable to help but note
the cheesy, vinegary scent, far stronger than the boots; she felt her eyes
water and her vision blurring. She felt her nose press into the instep of
Grimhilde's foot, shivering at the feeling of the hot, moist foot, the queen's
toes wiggling as she made initial contact.
Timidly her lips parted and her slender tongue slowly pushed out past them,
shaking as it neared the sweaty flesh. She dragged her tongue over the foot,
shivering at the strong acidic, salty cheesy taste it possessed, her mouth-
watering as she proceeded to lick Grimhilde's sole.
Grimhilde smirked when she felt Ariel's nose press into her foot, her toes
giddily wiggling. Her eyes widened when she felt the redhead's wet tongue slide
over her sweaty sole, electricity shot up her leg, she gasped in pleasure, her
legs parting as she felt the wet organ continue to lick her hot sole.
Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt Ariel drag her tongue from the
base of her heel, along her large foot to the tip of her big toe. The burning
between her legs spreading throughout her body, her fingers fidgeted at her
sides, her teeth clenching as her eyes squeezed shut, low moans and gasps
escaping her.
The hungry desire filling her mind. Her dark green eyes snapped open,
illuminating with dark power, she snaps her fingers. Her royal attire vanished
in a violent burst of smoke that whipped round her body, concealing her from
view briefly before vanishing into the air.
Grimhilde was left attired in her regal cloak, her golden crown atop her head,
a black corset binding her torso and pushing up her large breasts, and lacy
black panties, stained with her own arousal.
She felt her hands slide over her thigh, tracing the smooth flawless flesh as
it slid down, she shivered as her fingers traced her burning pussy.
She slid her fingers inside of her pussy, her hips lightly thrusting as she
gasped in pleasure, pressing her foot into Ariel's face, the resulting grunt of
surprise and pain shooting new waves of pleasure through Grimhilde, she thrust
her hips again, moaning in pleasure as she proceeded to pump her hungry snatch.
Ariel shivered, her eyes scrunching as she felt the Evil Queen's sweaty, meaty
sole slam into her face, forcing her to lean back. Her southern lips shivering
as she watched and felt the domineering woman masturbate to her licks.
"I didn't tell you stop foot girl!" Grimhilde spat, retracting her foot only to
slam it back against Ariel's face, she released a small cry of pain before
returning to her previous position and began to feverishly lick the queen's
sole, forcefully dragging her slender tongue over the queen's arches, sliding
it under her toes before proceeding to lightly graze a trail from the base of
her toes to the bottom of her heel with her teeth.
Grimhilde cried out, thrusting her hips into the air as her snatch swallowed up
three of her fingers, electricity shooting through her.
"Oh yes! Good girl!" Grimhilde moaned as her cunt began to shake and bite down
on her fingers.
Ariel shivered as her teeth collected and gathered all of the dirt, grime and
sweat from Grimhilde's sole into her mouth, swallowing it down. She felt her
juices slide down her legs.
Snow grunted in pain as she felt Grimhilde apply more pressure to her breast
through her foot, imprinting sweaty markings of her foot onto the creamy, soft
flesh. Grimhilde gasped as she heard Snow's disgruntled grunt of pain.
The Dark Queen's emerald eyes fell upon the redhead lapping at her royal foot;
scrunching her toes atop of Snow's breast she bit her lower lip as her cunt
shook around her fingers.
Her right foot snapped up, the top of her foot slapping against her foot
slave's left cheek. Ariel gasped on Grimhilde's arch, earning another moan from
her queen.
"The other one foot girl." Grimhilde gasped out, breathe hitching in her
throat.
Ariel nodded, slowly releasing her hold on Grimhilde's foot, allowing it to
fall, landing on Snow's lower stomach, Grimhilde felt another jolts of pleasure
as she felt Snow shudder beneath her saliva soaked toes.
Ariel slowly moved Grimhilde's foot, shivering as she felt the queen's sweaty
big toe glide over her cheek, moving towards her lips, the foot twisting
gracefully and causing the smaller digits to follow the big toe's trail.
Slowly she extended her tongue, it glided over the base of the toes, collecting
copious amounts of sweat and toe jam, her tongue assaulted by the acidic taste.
Yet the space between her legs continued to grow damp as her cheeks flushed
with arousal as the queen continued to dominate her, almost creaming herself
when she felt the queen's large toes wiggle within the confines of her hot,
moist mouth.
Grimhilde moaned, her thighs inching closer as she felt another jolt of
pleasure shoot through her as her toes found their way into her foot slave's
mouth, her hot breath coating them. She arched her back as she felt the girl's
hot, wet tongue wash over her toes.
Lifting her hips, Grimhilde felt her 'cleaned' foot slide down to Snow's cloth
clad crotch, loving how Snow moaned, her breath catching in her throat as she
felt her stepmother's foot push down against her covered pussy.
Grimhilde gasped, lifting her hips higher, arching her back as pleasure filled
her mind, her heel lifting above the loincloth, her toes pressing into her
footstool's cunt, digging inside her, loving how she felt the pussy quiver
against her wet foot.
The queen felt her body shake, her breath hitching as her lips clamped down
hard on her fingers. Orgasm erupting within her body, she felt her cum flood
from her lips, soaking her fingers and pouring atop Snow's bed sheets.
She fell atop the bed, chest heaving, her regal skin glistening with sweat.
Tiredly her eyes fell upon the redhead still sucking her toes as they scrunched
atop her tongue.
"Foot girl…clean my pussy…and be sure to thank me for this honour." Grimhilde
sighed as she laid her head back.
"Y-Yes my queen, th-thank you." Ariel stammered as she released the queen's
still sweaty foot, it landed atop Snow's neck. The footstool gulped when she
felt her stepmother's foot rest upon her neck with a light pressure.
Ariel moved between Grimhilde's legs, the scent of her sex clouding her mind
and near banishing the stench of her feet, though still it lingered within her
nose and even lightly mixed with the scent.
Timidly she extended her tongue.
The queen closed her eyes in pleasure as the former mermaid moved her mouth
closer to her folds, the small tongue soon began to work away, licking her wet
labia, capturing every drop of divine wetness it found.
"Ummm not bad foot girl…continue…" Ariel flinch a bit at the queen's tone, but
she began to place more efforts into her tongue's movements as she noticed
Grimhilde's foot over Snow´s neck. Her mouth closed over the queen's pussy.
"Oh...ahh…" The queen moaned as Ariel sucked her clit, her tender, soft lips
tickling over the hot, wet flesh as her tongue slithered inside her, cleaning
the interior of her hungry pussy with her licks.
The queen continued to groan in pleasure, easing the pressure on neck of the
dark haired princess, who let out a small gasp of relief but her peace was
short lived as the foot of the queen travelled back down to her breasts,
settling atop the left boob.
Ariel became more daring as the taste of the queen's pussy combined with the
lingering taste of Grimhilde's feet began to cloud her mind, her movements
becoming faster and more erratic.
"Ugh!" The queen groaned, she hated to admit it, even to herself but the former
mermaid was beyond exquisite in the actions of her tongue. "Agh….you're
enjoying this aren't you…ahhh…yes…like that…umm be a good slave for your
queen!" The foot of the queen pressed down in pleasure, her toes splaying out
as she squashed Snow's breast making the girl flinch as the queen´s toes sank
into her boob flesh, her toes surrounding her nipple.
Feeling a pleasant, comfortable cushion beneath her sole, the queen turns her
gaze down to snow, her ecstasy growing as she saw the girl her flinch in pain
while also make reminding her of why she was here in the first place.
Suddenly her hand roughly gripped the back of Ariel's head and pulled her away
from her pussy by the hair before causing her to fall onto the floor. Snow felt
the foot leave her chest, only for it to be brought back down with great force
causing her to release a sharp, silence gasp of pain.
"Don't think that I have forgotten about you." The Queen said suddenly, her
tone controlled but also menacing as she moved her foot in circles over Snow´s
breast. "Only because your whore of a friend…" She sent a look at Ariel that
made the former mermaid recoil. "Managed to be useful and briefly take my mind
off of you, that doesn't mean that you have been freed of your punishment." she
rose to her feet, standing tall, making sure that her foot pressed firmly into
her breast, her left foot brushing Snow's loincloth aside revealing the
princess´s pussy to her. Smirking wickedly she raised her foot, increasing the
pressure on Snow's breast, eliciting more pain gasps before she brought it
down, hard, slamming it atop snow´s cunt.
"Hahaha…feel that you stupid child!" She laughed, grinding her heel against
snow´s opening. "This is how a royal foot feels." She increased pressure even
further. "Why anyone would think that yours are fairer…. why anyone would think
that anything about you; or yours is fairer than me is beyond me!" She spat,
moving her foot so that her mature toes were over her entrance.
"I mean look at you, your breasts are a joke I have seen children with bigger
boobs." She laughed, moving her toes, gliding her toes over Snow´s entrance,
teasing her. "Your ass is tiny and childlike, you don't have a waist like mine;
my hips are far superior for birthing superior children, your face always
housing that pathetic expression upon it and this…" She stops and introduced
her big toe to Snow's pussy, sliding it into her wet pussy making the girl
flinch beneath her feet.
"Hahaha you are still tight? After all this time you are still this tight?
...Your prince must have become bored with you before you even reached the
honeymoon…you couldn't satisfy him could you, you CHILD! ...He probably decided
to look to others to satisfy his needs." She laughed even more. "Maybe he went
to look to the real princesses for some fun…shame he didn't come to me…I would
have given him what he wants, one night with me and nothing else would ever be
able to satisfy him…you…are pathetic, you could never satisfy him!" She spat,
roughly grinding the inside of Snow's pussy with her big toe.
Snow could feel tears forming in her eyes, her vision starting to blur, she
tried to reassure herself that the words of the queen were false, that her
prince did love her and wasn't sleeping around behind her back, no matter how
their bodies compared to hers.
Ariel was worry, seeing her friend like this, knowing that the words of the
queen were really hurting her, damaging her spirit but she didn't dare to act
knowing that the villainess could cast a spell that could damage herself or
worse Snow far beyond what her words were doing.
The queen smiled, the tears of her stepdaughter only adding to the pleasure she
felt as she stood upon the poor child, completely at her mercy. Oh, how she
enjoyed making that brat suffer like this, this was how it should have been
from the start, it was such a divine sensation she felt as though she could
orgasm from it alone. She felt a low pressure but ignored it for now.
"Foot girl." She called, her voice controlled and somehow even more terrifying,
she turned to the redhead who flinched under her gaze. "Come and show this brat
how one should treat a true queen, how I deserve to be treated." The queen slid
her toe out of Snow's cunt and stepped fully onto her small stomach and turned
her back on the redhead who had timidly crawled close to her.
"Kiss my ass." Ariel flinched, she looked at the rear in question, it was
almost perfectly rounded and smooth, a little bigger than her head even, she
hesitantly looked up. The queen's cold glare was focused on her, Ariel
flinched, swallowing, she leaned in, eyes closing, she puckered her lips and
began to kiss the queen's ass cheeks repeatedly, shivering every time her lips
touched Grimhilde's ass flesh.
"You call those kisses?" The queen sneered. "Put some effort into it, this ass
it royalty!" The anger within her voice was enough motivation for Ariel
practically burry her face into the queen's ass.
"Better, keep that up and I might not have to punish you even further." She
then turned to address Snow. "See? This is how you know you are the fairest of
them all." She took a step forwards, pressing her foot into Snow´s right
breast, enjoying how it squished beneath her.
Behind her Ariel struggled to keep her face buried in the Queen's ass,
shuffling after her on her knee, trying to ensure that she wouldn't be
separated from the villainess's ass.
"When people will give anything to kiss your perfect, divine ass…not when they
say nice things to some plain Jane of a girl, simply to make her feel better."
She spat, taking another step and placing her foot directly on Snow´s face,
half of her pale skin vanishing beneath her hot, mature foot.
Ariel once again shuffled after her, not noticing her knee nudge Snow´s pussy.
"This is where you deserve to be, where you belong, where you have always
belonged since the day you were gone." She increased the pressure as she bent
over to see the pained expression on Snow's face better. Behind her Ariel was
surprised to find her face suddenly between the queen´s ass cheeks, her scent
filling her nose, her nose crinkling as she continued to kiss Grimhilde's ass
at the putrid stench. "You may wear nice clothes…but at the end of the day you
are and will always be just my maid, a slave…barley worth the attention of my
feet, because unlike you I have the means to attract men, I have what it takes
to be desirable, I have what it takes to be the fairest of them all, I am the
true queen, the fairest of them all."
All too soon did that familiar low pressure return to her stronger than before.
Almost unconsciously the queen felt the need to cross her legs grow. She rested
her hand over her stomach, a dark smirk spreading across her lips, Ariel still
bestowing her regal ass with kisses.
"In fact I think I know true your place in life." Grimhilde said to Snow as she
stepped up to her shoulders, enjoying the ecstasy she felt from the pained
gasps she received from the brat, reaching down between her legs, preparing her
aim .
"Wait what are you…ahhhhhh!" Ariel tried to object only to be silenced through
being thrown away by a burst of magic.
"Be silent foot girl!" Roared the queen. "I'm just showing this little brat her
true destiny, the true purpose of her life." Snow's eyes widened as she slowly
began to realize just what the queen was planning. "As my personal, royal
toilet." And with that final word a hot, golden stream erupted from between the
queen's legs, crashing down onto Snow's face as the evil queen burst into fits
of laughter.
Ariel could only look on in horror as the queen pissed all over Snow, who
couldn't do anything aside from close her eyes tightly in disgust, tears
bursting out from them. The queen was none too pleased to see her toilet close
her eyes, she wanted her to watch as she covered her in her royal piss.
"Open your eyes you brat!" She spat, briefly pausing her flow, she was going to
milk this for all it was worth. "In fact I want you to open your mouth too."
Snow couldn't do anything as the spell on her forced her to obey, her eyes tore
open and her lips parted; her mouth opening wide. "I want you to take every
drop of my piss into your whorish mouth; I want you to drink it all up, do not
waste a drop of your golden treat and when you're done you will thank me for
the honour of drinking my piss."
The eyes of Snow shone with fear and disgust, further adding to the queen's
ecstasy as she released her flow once again, it splattered on the brat's nose,
covering her face before she corrected her aim and shot the flow straight into
the brat's mouth. The princess only could release cries of hopelessness and
disgust, gargling the piss, the bitter sour taste filling her young mouth. she
felt the hot liquid gulp down her throat in chunks, tainting the insides of her
throat with the vile taste.
After several minutes the queen's golden flow finally came to a stop. Closing
her mouth Snow allowed the last of the horrid liquid to slide down her throat,
releasing a small burp, only adding to her quickly growing humiliation.
"Now is there something you wish to say to me you ungrateful little brat?" She
spat, using her magic she summoned Snow´s red cloak from its perch.
"T…Thank….Thank you my queen." Snow whimpered with a broken voice.
"F…For…letting me…dr-drink your…piss."
"My oh my I didn't know you liked to drink my piss darling." The queen mocked
with a false sickly sweet tone as she used the cloak to clean her pussy. "Maybe
I should give you a lovely, special treat?…Foot girl!" Ariel's head whipped
round, her heart filling with dread at the queen's call for her.
"Y…Yes my queen?" She asked timidly.
"I think that Snow did such a wonderful job as my toilet, and she did seem to
enjoy enough to actually thank me so why don't you give her a try and treat
your friend?" She suggested, throwing the dirty cloak away carelessly.
"Excuse me?" She gasped incredulously.
"You heard me." Said the queen with a deathly calm tone. "I want you to use
this little brat as a toilet…fill her mouth with your piss."
"N…No I won't do that!" She refused, her voice filled with anger, standing up
to her full height, still shorter than the queen, even more so with her stood
atop her friend with her mature, vinegary, stinky feet.
"Snow is my friend and I won't do something so degenerate and cruel as that to
her."
"You will do as I have ordered you to, and you will piss in your friends mouth
and she will thank you for it." The queen began, the room seeming to grow
colder. "Or you will suffer."
"I don't care!" Ariel yelled back reviving some of her old courage. "If you
think you can hurt me, go ahead I won't be a coward anymore, I will not serve
you….do your worst!" Suddenly Ariel felt magic take hold of her body and force
her to her knees before the queen who proceeded to take hold of her hair and
harshly pull at it.
"My worst?" She chuckled, pulling harsher as the red locks. "Foolish brat you
have no idea just what I am capable of."
"I don't care…there is nothing you can make me to force me to hurt my friend
any more than you already have!"
The queen smirked cruelly, a dark thought already forming within her mind, she
stepped onto Snow's stomach.
"Hmmm perhaps you are right." She said easing her hold but not still not
releasing her. "Maybe I can't hurt you, at least not enough to force you to
continue the brat's torment, that's obvious as is the fact you won't be a good
slave especially not if you refuse to follow my orders…but I think there is
another dark haired brat, quite close to you that would make a good
replacement."
Ariel´s eyes widened in fear, her heart skipping a beat and filling with pure
unadulterated fear.
"Melody…" Ariel gasped.
"Oh yes…Melody." The queen mocked. "Maybe I should pay her a small visit while
I'm here, maybe we could come back with me to the mansion?" Ariel felt as
though she was about to have a heart attack. "I'm certain we would have so much
fun together oh all the things we could do." The queen adopted a pensive
expression.
"Maybe I could strip her down in public until that cute little butt is bare,
maybe even make her clean my feet in front of others, oh I'm sure some will get
jealous, so I think I may be forced to share." Her smirk grew into predatory
grin as Ariel's eyes filled further with her absolute terror.
"Although I have seen how she acts some punishment will definitely be in order,
maybe some spanking? I'm sure Tremaine would be more than willing to perform
that, then again I'm sure Ursula and Morgana would absolutely love to some
alone time with her…maybe hug her with those tentacles, can you imagine how she
will feel having those slimy, sticky tentacles, covered in suckers, all over
her fair skin, sucking at her and slithering into any hole that they found?"
The queen asked as Ariel was forced to imagine, aided further by an unspoken
spell, images of Melody's cries for help as the tentacles raped her from every
angle.
"Hmmm, or maybe we could take her to the boys…" The dark smirk grew even
further. "Yeah, that would be nice, I know there is a good number of guys that
would love to spend some time alone with her." She bent over and began to
whisper into Ariel´s ear. "It would be nice to hear her screams of terror as
they tear her clothes from her, their hands touching, groping and feeling every
inch of her skin…the tears she will shed as her innocence is taken from her in
every possible way." Tears already leaking out of Ariel´s eyes and sliding down
her cheeks.
"Or even perhaps I should take her myself; virgin blood is a powerful
ingredient for many potions and I could use a good toiled in my room, a
personal would be much more fitting for someone as important as I than the
numerous shared ones."
The redhead was trembling as tears dripped from her chin onto the floor.
"No…please…not Melody…not my daughter…not my little girl!" Ariel cried.
"Then you better start following orders foot girl." The queen replied with a
threatening tone. "Now…why don't you use my new toilet? Ariel nodded, silently,
only looking at the floor with her tearstained eyes, her vision blurring, as
she blinked even more tears fell like rain on the carpet, Grimhilde's dark
smirk grew back into a predatory grin, making Ariel suffer who would then make
Snow suffer even more was almost orgasmic in itself.
Ariel walked downcast towards Snow, and much to the delight of the queen she
spread her legs, her hand falling between her legs, preparing her aim as she
positioned herself directly over the dark-haired princess's face. Snow couldn't
help but send a pleading look to her friend, silently asking for her to not do
it. The redhead could only look away and close her eyes tightly so she wouldn't
have to see just what she was about to do to her friend.
"I…I'm sorry Snow." Ariel said with a broken voice as she prepared herself
mentally. "B…But please…I have no choice…I can't risk Melody…please…f…forgive
me."
Ariel began to tease her hole with her finger, hopping to leak something onto
Snow's face and end it quickly but it was quickly becoming more and more
apparent that even with her fear of the queen and her promises, she just
couldn't do it; no matter how much pressure she placed on her bladder she
couldn't pee. The queen saw this and quickly began to grow impatient with the
girl.
"Well foot girl?" She pressed. "What's the hold up? Why are you taking so long?
Are you dry?"
"N…No I'm trying." She answered, moving her fingers even faster and rougher
than before.
"At this rate we will be here all day." The queen said with a tone of
irritation and annoyance. The queen thought for a moment. "Perhaps I should
lend you a hand?" The queen mused as she gracefully lifted her hand, a dark
purple aura surrounding as her eyes illuminated with an unholy dark green aura.
The former mermaid gasped as she suddenly she felt an intense pressure in her
abdomen growing at an alarming rate, her bladder ready to burst any second.
"Eehhhh…ahhh!" Ariel cried as suddenly a boiling torrent of golden liquid burst
from between her legs, and crashing down with great fury onto her friend.
Snow cried as the hot liquid cascaded over her, but still the spell over her
forced her to keep her mouth open and receive each and every drop of the
apparently never ending waterfall, gulping the boiling bitter liquid down her
tender throat.
"I...I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Ariel cried. "I can't…I can't stop!" She wailed,
trying to stop or at least slow the flow or the burning liquid with her hand,
causing it to bath snow's face, her hair and the carpet beneath and around her.
The queen laughed at the sight of the redhead trying desperately to reduce the
stream while only worsening Snow's torment while the brat herself allowed her
tears to fall, sliding from her eyes and mixing with the hot yellow liquid
splashing down on her face.
"Hahaha…oh this is too much." The queen chuckled with a joyful expression upon
her face, enjoying the display of one of the princesses pissing all over her
friend and fellow princess while covering her own hands and legs in her piss.
The queen looked around the room.
"Perhaps I should make the both of you piss over every inch of this room to
ensure you never forget what happened here?" She mused, turning her gaze onto
Snow. "What do you think? Having to sleep in a bed or wear a dress that reeked
of your and your friend's piss, and all because I forced you to." She laughed;
eyes fell on a portrait of Snow and her prince.
"Now won't that be something fun to explain to your darling." She mocked. "But
of course considering he never comes here…" She waved her hand in the direction
of the painting; it burst into flames almost simultaneously. "It does become
quite redundant, but I wonder why that is? Hmm why don't we explore the
possible reasons why?" She laughed and with another wave of her hand the golden
stream slowed to a stop. Ariel sighing a breath of relief at this "Both of you
get to your feet. Now!"
Both princesses shot up to their feet and stood in front of the queen, both
frozen in place, both wearing an expression of utter defeat on their
faces…Ariel looked down not waiting to meet the queen´s or snow´s gazes, Snow
herself, her face soaked with piss and tears, her hair drenched and matting
desperate for her torture to end and dreading the next thing her step mother
had in mind.
"Umm yeah, I can see why your prince won't come to see you, I mean look at
this." In a one fast, rough motion her hand snapped out and took hold of
Ariel´s right breast, harshly squeezing it while the other harshly grabbed
Snow´s left breast. "Even compared to her, what do you have to offer?" She
roughly gropes Ariel´s breast while pinching Snow´s nipple between her fingers
as her hand easily closed around her small breast.
"This is why she has a brat of her own and you are still all alone, this is
what really make men crazy for women like me." In another rapid motion the
queen grabbed Ariel´s arm and throw her on the floor, eliciting a pained cry
from the former mermaid. "Ass in the air foot girl" She ordered. Ariel
trembled, positioning herself on all fours and sticking her ass into the air,
her head and chest lowering to the floor.
"Look at those two soft, plump cheeks." Grimhilde said, caressing the smooth,
mature cheeks, lightly squeezing them and even giving it a playful spank
causing the redhead to shudder, but the queen ignored the former mermaid's
reaction and turned back to Snow.
"While you…" She reached behind the brat, harshly groping her pale ass of Snow
white. "This is so sad that it's not even funny." She said, continuing to
harshly squeeze her. "So small and plain…no wonder the prince never comes to
visit you, and even if he did he'd probably leave unsatisfied." Releasing her
she guided Snow towards Ariel.
"I wouldn't be surprised if he visits some of your peers or any of my
colleagues; even Gaston would give him a better time that you. I wonder if my
foot girl is one of the girls he calls on when he needs…satisfaction?" With a
small push the queen forced Snow stand over her friend. "I bet she is…she is
quite good with that tongue of hers...maybe she practiced with more than just
her husband and random broads feet?" Ariel wanted to protest that the queen was
telling her nothing but lies, however, she was silenced as Grimhilde smacks her
ass as a warning, her mature cheeks turning a light shade of pink in the shape
of the queen's hand. "She probably teases and tempts him with this lovely ass
of her, such a bad friend don't you think? You let her play with your feet and
she fucks your beloved, maybe a punishment is in order?" Her dark smirk was
growing, she could see her words moulding Snow's mind, changing her perceptive,
the child was so easy to manipulate.
"And I think I have the perfect punishment in mind." Continued the queen,
moving her hand from Ariel´s ass to Snow´s making sure to trace her fingers
over Snow's pussy, enjoying how the girl shivered beneath her touch. "Now
listen my slave…as punishment I want you to pee on her." She whispered, pushing
Snow's loincloth aside.
Snow flexed her legs, opening them, allowing the queen to slide the loincloth
over one of her legs and fully reveal her pussy. Snow readied herself and it
looked as though the redhead was going to receive a special golden shower
courtesy of Snow, seconds passed and nothing came. Wondering what was wrong the
queen looked directly at snow and notice that the brat had her eyes closed,
struggling to pee.
"oh come on." Grimhilde groaned, realizing just what was wrong. "You're dry
too?" She asked with incredulous tone, Snow flinched at her stepmother's tone.
"You really are useless you know that." She spat, waving her hand in Snow's
direction, summoning her magic. Snow gasped as she suddenly felt a growing
pressure within her bladder.
She soon felt as though her bladder was about to burst, Snow readied herself
for what was about to come, but surprisingly the voice of the queen sounded
before even the first few drops of her piss could escape her pussy.
"Not yet." Grimhilde stated, enjoying the expression of desperation and pain
upon the princess´s face as she was forced to hold back the burning flow. "I
think some time without releasing will be good for you…after all you should be
ready to obey your betters when instructed." She explained, allowing herself
time to admire Snow White´s pained expression to the full extent, she spied
something out of the corner of her eye, her dark smirk returning.
'If you think this is bad then just you wait you brat.' Grimhilde mused.
"You know Slave." Grimhilde began with a soft voice, moving behind Snow. "There
is a reason why men prefer bigger asses on girls." She summoned one of Snow´s
discarded yellow pumps to her hand, glaring at it as she rotated her wrist,
looking the pump over.
"Because they think that the bigger it is…" She spread Snow´s ass cheek,
revealing her tiny, puckering anus. "The more they can fit inside." She moved
the heel of the pump close to her tiny hole. "Like this." And with a single
sharp push the whole heel of the pump slammed inside of Snow's anus, eliciting
a high pitched cry of pain from the brat.
Snow screamed for as long as her lungs would allow, her eyes widened and
filling with fresh tears. Both the pain of the heel been inserted into her ass
and the still building pressure on her bladder, nearing its bursting point
working together to bestow her with an all new level of hell and suffering.
"What's the manner?" the queen said moving the heel in and out "you really need
to go?" she mocks as snow grinded her teeth together holding the pain "ok then
slave…now pee"
That instant Snow white´s bladder release its contents on a mighty golden
shower.
On the floor Ariel let out a small gasp as the liquid fall on the back of the
head, wetting her hair and making it press against her neck and upper back
Ariel let out a small cry as the warm liquid cascaded over her head. Snow also
feeling her tears sliding from her eyes both from the humiliation of peeing all
over her friend as well as the pain that filled her being as the queen
continued to remove the heel of the shoe before slamming it back into her
small, tender ass.
The evil laughter of the queen filling the air as she continued to enjoy the
display at seeing the two princesses been and the degrading nature was the
divine icing on the cake.
"Hahaha….oh what a glorious sight don't you think?" The queen taunted as she
continued to roughly rape Snow's ass without mercy, pounding the shoe in and
out of Snow´s puckering hole, feeling a sensation that is a mixture of arousal
and pride as she took notice of a thin, small stream of blood trickling out and
over the heel of the shoe. "Come on slave keep going, don't stop until the
stench of your lowly piss is permanently imprinted on her."
The hot stream continues falling, thundering down, soon the carpet beneath
Ariel start grows damp as a puddle of urine starts to form as Snow continues
peeing, under the influence of the queen´s spell. Her ass feeling like it was
on fire, burning more and more with pain with each thrust of the heel as her
stepmother kept slamming her shoe inside her tiny anus, forcing it to widen
against her will. Ariel immobile as the pungent stench of the piss infused with
the carpet beneath her head and alongside her hair until a big wet patch was
formed under her.
Finally the stream slowed to a stop, the last few drops falling onto the
redhead's chest over and Snow stumbled before falling to the floor, crashing
down into the small puddle of her piss.
"Hahaha two princesses bathing in each other piss." Cackled the queen as she
stepped toward Snow's fallen form. "Such a perfect image." She raised the shoe,
glancing down at the blood coated heel. "At least this ridiculous thing was
useful for something." She spat, her grip loosening on the shoe and allowing it
to fall, hitting Snow square in the face.
She opened her mouth to continue her monologue only to fall silent as she took
another step forward, feeling the carpet squelch beneath her bare mature feet,
her gaze fell the floor, her expression hardening as disgust settled onto her
face as she felt the piss soaked carpet between her toes before a dark smirk
split across her face, she stepped forward with her other foot, allowing for
both her feet to marinate in the cocktail of piss, cum and sweat.
Looking down she smirked at her drenched feet, even grinding her feet into the
soiled carpet. "Why would you look at that, you bitches got my feet all dirty,
and now I need someone to clean them for me." She glanced at the open closet,
filled with royal gowns and the odd piece of informal attire. "It is tempting
to just clean them with your clothes and force you smell the disgusting stench
of your two lowly piss and my royal nectar every time you dress yourself but…"
her gaze moved back to the abused princesses.
"I think it will be far more enjoyable if you clean them yourselves…it will
even reaffirm your places beneath me." Grimhilde moved back towards the bed,
sitting down. "Come here slaves."
Each girl obeyed, lifting themselves to their knees before crawling towards
their Queen, unable to refuse the command, their mouths moving closer to the
mature feet of the queen, drenched in their piss and her majesty's royal foot
sweat that had survived their earlier cleaning.
"Wait." They froze. "First my slaves you will have to tell me who's feet are
fairer, mine or this brat." Her foot lashed out, striking Snow's face, earning
a startled, pained cry, the young girl pulling back, eyes closed and teeth
grit, her left eye already starting to swell.
Flinching at the sight of her friend once again been abused by her stepmother
and wincing in pain, Ariel crawled to the queen´s right foot and took it
carefully between her hands.
"Yours are the fairest in all the land my queen." Ariel answered before
bestowing small kisses upon the soaked foot. "Their feel, their scent, their
taste…their beauty." Ariel allowed her tongue to pass over the foot before
slowly taking hold of her ankle and craning it back, lifting the foot to ensure
the sole face her before burying her face in it. "It is superior to everyone
else's, they are divine my queen." She began rapidly licking the sole from the
heel to the base of the before puckering her lips and pressing them into the
sole, slurping up the salty cocktail forcefully and gulping down the liquid.
"You have the fairest feet of all." She finished, leaving a trail of kisses
from the heel back up the tip of Grimhilde's big toe and taking the large digit
into her mouth.
"Hahaha and never forget it." The queen laughed as she leaned back, pressing
her toe deeper into the redhead's mouth, forcing Ariel's to lean back, gasping
on her toe. "I'm the one with the fairest feet in all the land; I am the
fairest of them all." She turned, looking to her stepdaughter. "Not this little
brat." With a flick of her wrist, Snow´s other shoe flying into her hand before
leaning forward and forcing it against the princess' face. "You are nothing but
a commoner who should be grateful to be close to my divine feet."
Snow could only nod as her nose was forced into her shoe, her salty vanilla
scent teasing her nostrils, like the scent of a rose in comparison to her
stepmother's rancid feet.
"You are right my queen!" Cried Ariel, once again calling the queen´s
attention, she leaned back, muttering a small enchantment to keep the pump
forced against the owner's face, forcing her to endure the stench of her own
feet. "We are grateful for this honour, for you to allow us so close to such
perfection." She took the other toes into her mouth, suckling on them hungrily
like a new born does its mother's teat. Briefly taking them from her lips,
"These are divine…you are divine…we only exist to serve you and your glorious
feet." She gasped almost euphorically, only be silenced as the queen slammed
her toes back inside Ariel's waiting mouth, scrunching her toes on the hot,
wet, slender tongue, forcing her tongue to slide and flail between her large
toes.
"That is true foot girl but do not forget that whorish mouth of yours is for
cleaning my divine feet, not talking." The queen sneered, briefly forgetting
about Snow and beginning to enjoy the treatment of her regal feet. She turned
to face Snow once again, smirking down at the girl, the shoe still firmly held
in place by her spell. "Now it's time you made yourself useful you brat, fulfil
your purpose." She sneered, allowing her spell to fade, the pump falling from
Snow's face.
Snow White began to crawl forward, her vision blurred by tears, repressing her
cries as the stinging of her eye continued to grow; she could practically feel
it darkening from the trauma. Once she was in range the queen stuck out with
her foot, her sole slamming into Snow's face with immense force, loving the
pained gasp she received.
"Your little friend here has already proven that she makes a great foot slave."
said the queen, groaning at the sensation of Ariel sucking her toes, her tongue
flicking out and slurping at the top of the mature sole. "Why not prove
yourself worthy of cleaning my sweaty, piss soaked feet ...clean them brat!"
Slowly opening her mouth Snow allowed her tongue to timidly stretch out and
begin to lick at the mature sole let on the sole and swallowing the piss and
sweat that decorated the royal wrinkles. Her tongue passed over the skin
sending shivers of disgusts throughout her body as the vile combination of the
vinegary sweat mixed with acidic taste of piss and the faint, admittedly sweet
salty hint of cum.
"Hmm even in cleaning your filth from my feet you are inferior." Said Grimhilde
with a tone of disgust, although couldn't help but smirk at the sight and
sensations of little the brat licking her own, her friend's and even her piss
off her foot. "Or maybe you actually want me to punish you?...Who would guess
that the little princess was a little masochistic." She mocked. "Then again
your place is beneath the dirt on my feet so it is perfectly fitting…though I
think you would be much better as the dirt on my feet…who knows maybe next time
I'll make you my toe jam and have your foot slut of a friend lick you up and
swallow you and thank me." Grimhilde laughed, finding the thought beyond
pleasurable. "Now open your mouth brat and show me that pathetic tongue of
yours."
Snow opened her mouth, timidly extending her tongue once again. The Queen then
proceeded to slam her toes into Snow's mouth, curling her toes and capturing
the young teen's tongue between her toes.
"Hahaha so tell me do you like the taste of your own putrid piss? Does foot
girl's piss help, no doubt mine does." She laughed. "Go ahead move that
pathetic tongue of yours, enjoy your taste and clean my divine foot." Snow
fought to free her tongue from between her stepmother's old toes before
clumsily dragging it over and between the large toes, gaging at the taste, her
eyes watering. The Queen let her toes drum against the inside of her
stepdaughter's mouth, making sure Snow licked each of her beautiful toes and
cleaned the gaps between them. "Not all that tasty? Well that is your own
fault; your lowly piss sours the taste of the urine of true royalty." She spat,
forcing her foot deeper into the girl's mouth, causing Snow to start choking on
the large appendage, arching over as she tried not to throw up as the queen
continued to drive forward, enjoying the show. "That's right slave girl, my
foot is far more important that oxygen for such a lowly insect like you." She
laughed. "I don't think even my perfect foot can cover the stench of your
rancid piss, you better clean it thoroughly slave." The Queen finally withdrew
her foot, her now saliva covered foot, Snow coughing and falling onto her
hands, trying to catch her breath.
"Hmm a mediocre, amateurish job but my toes do appear to be clean." Grimhilde
then began rub her wet toes against Snow´s face until they were dry, enjoying
the discomfort, fear and disgust on the brat's face. "Hmm you know what? I have
some good news for you, you little brat, you may suck as a princess, be a
horrid slave and worse a foot cleaner…but you do have a promising potential
career as a towel…and your hair would be perfect in drying those deeper
cracks." She smirked, chuckling at the thought of using Snow's hair to dry the
inner folds of her pussy and her ass, it was all it was good for anyway, she
kicked up her foot suddenly, striking the girl's chin, eliciting a pained cry
from Snow before slamming her sole against her lips, smirking as she felt her
tongue resume licking her filthy sole clean, enjoying how the girl would
whimper and cry beneath her foot.
Ariel sent a worried glance towards her friend, fear etched into her own face
as she worried for the abused girl as she continued to clean the soiled foot of
her stepmother but soon the foot she was cleaning was torn from her.
"Hmm this is much better." Grimhilde admired before pressing her foot against
Ariel´s right breast, grinding her foot against it, earning herself a startled
gasp, followed by a low groan. "You really are a great foot slave foot girl,
maybe I should keep you, you can be my personal foot pet and clean my royal
feet anytime I want." She smirked at the involuntary shudder that Ariel gave in
response, her smirk widening as she felt the pointed nipple beneath her big
sole, that little harlot didn't want to enjoy this but it was all too clear to
Grimhilde that she was loving every second. As her breast was squished beneath
the mature foot Ariel felt her hands curl into fists at her side as she chewed
her lower lip, fighting back her moans of pleasure. "Not bad." Grimhilde
thought aloud as she continued molest the former mermaid's boob. "Firm and
soft, with a perky bounce almost reminds me of Maleficent´s…Hmm maybe I'll pay
her a visit." She muttered, unheard by her slaves as they continued to be
occupied by her feet.
Her smirk growing into a smile as she pushed herself off the bed, her foot
finally leaving the redhead's breast, leaving it covered in saliva. Snow cried
in pain as the Queen allowed her foot to remain on the girl's mouth and press
down on her with her full weight before granting her towel mercy and stepping
off of her.
"Well this has indeed been an amusing way to spend the morning but there is
something far more pleasurable for me to attend." She then looked at the
princesses. "Why don't you thank me for allowing you the pleasure and honour of
serving me and my feet and kiss my beautiful feet farewell before I leave
little slaves." Snow trembled as she moved back to all fours before crawling
forward, her whole body shaking like a leaf as she approached Grimhilde's right
foot, Ariel took lowered herself to all fours and crawled forward like the
bitch she was, each princess bowing their heads and bestowing their queen's
feet with a chaste kiss. "Don't you two ever forget who is the fairest in all
the land and never forget your place beneath my feet you putrid filth." And
with that final word she raised her arms into the air and was engulfed by an
explosion of smoke and bursts of dark magic.
sssshblamm
Once the Queen was gone, Snow felt her stepmother's curse leave her, restoring
her freewill, she fell to the floor exhausted as she finally allowed her tears
to fall, gasping, choking on her breath as she began to cry; curling up in a
ball on the floor.
Seeing the state of her friend Ariel quickly moved to her side, pulling the
crying girl into her lap and wrapping her arms around her in a rather tight
hug, holding the girl close to her chest. She didn't care about the stench of
the now dry piss that coated their bodies.
"Shh, shh…it's all right she's gone now…you're safe." Ariel whispered into
Snow's ear in an effort to calm her down, although she herself could feel her
own tears trying to escape after enduring the torture of the Evil Queen and
been forced to watch her friend suffer the same way. "Oh Snow I'm sorry…I'm so
sorry…this is all my fault…if I hadn't come into your room to smell your shoes
and said what I said this would never have happened...if I wasn't so weak you
wouldn't have had to suffer like that." Ariel felt her tears start to fall.
"No…don't say that…" Snow cried into Ariel´s neck. "You are not weak, you had a
daughter to protect I probably would have done the same…and you couldn't have
known she was watching us, neither of us could have." She pulled back a little
to look into Ariel's the eyes. "I'm the one who is weak, I knew she still fell
jealousy towards me but I never try to face her…this only was her doing what
she does best…showing how I'm still a scared little girl...maybe if I could
face her she wouldn't do this." She tried to move her hand to dry her eyes but
found she wasn't able to due how Ariel held her, forcing her to dry her tears
on the former mermaid's naked torso, just above her breast, blushing as she
felt the perky boobs push against hers, flinching as her eye began to sting
again. "Sorry…but now she is right…I'm not even pretty anymore…" She gasped
realizing the bruises her breasts and face now supported, along with the horrid
smell of piss. "She really is fairer that me." She wept.
Ariel grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at her.
"First don't apologise, second you are not weak and third…well…to be honest I
lied earlier…" Ariel said softly, leaning in she whispered into Snow's ear.
"Your feet are the fairest…you are the fairest for me…they are so beautiful and
smell so good…they are perfect…" Both princesses blushed deeply, only for their
blushes to spread as each girl felt their pointed nipples poking the other.
Ariel leaned, pulling Snow's face closer before pushing her lips against
Snow´s, her hands finding her lower back and pulling her closer as she
proceeded to kiss Snow passionately, her tongue slipping into Snow's mouth,
surprising the younger girl who soon began to return the kiss and allowing her
tongue to dance with Ariel's, feeling her cunt growing wet as the redhead's
tongue dominated hers, each girl pulling each other closer, grinding their
breasts together, Snow wrapped her legs around Ariel's waist pulling herself
closer.
Ariel broke the kiss, each girl gasping for breath.
"You are so beautiful." Ariel breathed, Snow shot forward and captured Ariel's
lips once again, neither hesitating, both ignoring that lingering tastes of
their torment as they lost one another to the throws of passion. Ariel falling
on her back and Snow positioning herself atop of her, while their tongues
resumed their dance within Snow's mouth.
A/N Sorry for the wait, I started this back in March and is now September so
hope was worth the wait.
Okay, I'm considering writing actual erotica and selling it on amazon, if I did
would anyone here buy my material going on what I've written on here? I may
start a poll if you want to stay anonymous but would rather find out sooner
rather than later when I can make another poll.
Alice has won and has been be published when I get time, the first chapter will
be a reposting of the first giantess Alice request, this one won't be 100%
request run but I will be asking for them still, tell me who you want to join
Alice and what you want them to do. I will accept requests involving characters
been crushed and such but they won't be written until later on when Alice
reaches such a point, I will continue to include warnings in each chapter.
I am also consider doing a large publication period – basically more fics like
Whore House and Anime Tarts, I plan to make one for each of these categories;
Anime Non Crossover Requests (Or just alter Anime Tarts since it seems to be
none crossovers at the moment and republish Anime Tarts for only crossover
requests).
Cartoons Non Crossover Requests
Cartoon Crossover Requests - Multiverse
Animated Features Crossover Requests - Multiverse
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Live Action Movie Non Crossover Requests
Live Action Movie Crossover Requests – Multiverse
Crossovers ones will require a universe similar to this one, while the, none
crossovers will be able to work in the universe of the requested shows.
Updates will be scarce of course, they will all accept contributions and
requests, I have some ideas for a couple of them – meaning there will be
chapters of my own ideas and not just requests but I will aim to fill out all
requests at some point. (Also if anyone wants to lends me a hand and accept
requests or write their own stuff to post it will be a major help, either pm me
on or use the email I provided earlier in this fic).
Also Batman The Animated Series has been added to the cartoon list. And the
Live Action Movie ones will include Harry Potter, just don't flood me lol.
You can also request me to watch something to add the category to allowed
requests.
***** HF: A New Hellfire *****
 Title: A New Hellfire
Author: Darkness Rissing
Categories: Jungle book, Hunchback of Notre dame
Contains: Underage, Handjob, Blowjob, Fingering, Kissing, Defloration,
Stripping
Judge Claud Frollo was enjoying a warm sunny day outside. He looked around him
admiring the little plaza he was in. It wasn't big as the mall some streets
down, but it wasn't supposed to be. This was a place to take a small break and
have a moment of peace. All on it, from the small stores and restaurants to the
cute little fountain in the center give a calm sense to whoever came to it.
"Here is your tea and biscuits mister Frollo."
The old man turned to see the dark skinned woman acting as a waitress in the
small coffee shop in where he was sitting.
"My most sincere thanks your highness." He said giving a nod towards her.
Tiana smiled at the gesture. "You know, you don't have to do that while we are
here."
"On the contrary." The judge replied. "Someone of your station and beauty must
always be treated as the royalty they so clearly are." The dark skinned
princess just giggled at his comment and left him to drink his coffee with a
smile on his face.
Frollo followed her with his eyes, a smile upon his lips. This was a reason why
he liked coming here. Been mark as a villain has the unfortunate result that a
lot of people evading you and some businesses tended to attend you in bad
manners or simply refuse to serve you, despite been heroes and princesses' they
certainly knew how to hold a grudge, of course there were exceptions and Frollo
was one.
Unlike some of the non-magical villains, like Cruella or even Gaston, his calm
nature and polite manner, too calm and polite a certain gipsy will say, make
some people, like Tiana, forget that he is a villain and treat him as a simple,
and occasionally cranky, old man. And in this case that acted quite well in his
favor.
Taking a sip from his cup he raises a book he had purchased from one of the
stores. If anyone looked at him, it would simply look like he was reading a
none descriptive tome, but if one looked closer they will see that his eyes
weren't on the book but on something or more precisely someone some meters in
front of him and the main reason he liked this place.
Esmeralda.
The dark beauty usually liked to dance there, so the old judge used the fact
that he was allowed in the establishment to observe her as she danced without
causing suspicion. But this time she wasn't alone, or dancing. Apparently the
gipsy has decided to start a small dance class for some of the younger members
of their society and right now she was observing some of the styles some of
them have brought to show.
"Thanks Lilo that was a fantastic example of hula dancing." Esmerelda said with
a smile as the little Hawaiian girl returned to the crowd of other kids in her
class. "Now who's next..." She starts scanning the small group she now had,
which included Lilo, Wendy Darling, Penny, Princess Melody, Princess Sofia,
Haley Long, Rapunzel and… "Shanti... why don't you show us your style?"
Frollo turned his look to take another sip of his coffee. When he returned his
gaze to the group his eyed widened in surprise at what he was seeing.
It was a small slender girl close to her teen years, a tiny red spot on her
forehead dressed on a white belly choli exposing her midriff, a purple ankle-
length skirt and gold hoop earrings, her bare feet exposed and even highlighted
by her skirt. Her dark skin gave her an exotic look, while her long dark hair,
tied in a single braid, and young face gives her an innocence look, her eyes a
deep brown, her eyebrows matching her hair as did her long luxurious lashes,
seeming to not belong to a girl of her age and pink lips. She walked with her
hands clasped together in front of her in a cute manner and a small smile upon
her face that took Frollo's breath away.
"Ok Shanti, ready?" Esmeralda asked with a warm smile. The smaller girl nodded
nervously "Ok then...Genie if you could?"
The muscular, pointy eared, hooked nosed genie with a curly black beard and
thick black eyebrows, his dark hair bound in a ponytail, a gold bead holding it
in place, gold cuffs on his wrists though only for show and one earring, dark
blue pants with a red waistband and red Arab-style shoes, blue dude who was
transformed in a blue version of Maui, saluted Esmerelda
"Certainly lady boss." In an explosion of smoke and magic sparks he duplicates
himself in various clones each with a different instrument and dressed in
traditional Indian clothes. One of them, dressed as a snake charmer, start
playing his flute causing a big black cobra to emerge from a basket...and jump
at him. "It's biting my face, its biting my face."
Everyone just ignores the incident and concentrate on Shanti who take a
position and wait. Soon the "Genie band" started playing and Shanti began to
dance.
Frollo couldn't take his eyes off of her. The delicate movements of her arms
and legs moving at the rhythm of the music, sometimes she'd opens her eyes,
sending an almost seducing look to the ones watching her. As the music
increased in its intensity she added some jumps and twirls causing her skirt to
rise a little showing her legs and even a glimpse of her thighs, but that was
tame compared to her hip movements. Those movements hypnotized the judge,
causing him to desire her, to want her close, desire once again taking hold of
his heart.
Finally, the music stopped and soon the applause followed.
"That was beautiful." Said Esmeralda. "Certainly you have a lot of talent
Shanti." The small girl blushed at the praise as she move back to the rest of
the girls. "Well you all show some real talent. So now let me show you some of
my own."
While the gipsy prepared her own dance, the eyes of Frollo had follow the
little Indian girl back to her place among her friends. The little smiles and
giggles she made caused his heart to jump and make him lose sight of the exotic
dance that Esmeralda was doing.
"Your check." A male voice broke him out of his stupor; he turned to see the
semi-annoyed expression of prince Naveen.
"Ehem…yes of course." With some nervousness he extracts some coins from his
robe pocket and placed them on the table. "There you go."
"Thanks, now if you can move I need to get this table clean."
A bit angry about been dismissed in such a manner, the judge took his things
and started walking away.
The prince followed him with the eyes until someone slapped him in the back of
the head.
"Ouch." He turns to see the angry face of his wife. "What?!"
"Did you really have to be like that with him? I know he is a villain but he
doesn't act like one."
"Honey!" he exclaimed. "I know you think that, but there is something about him
that doesn't feel right...I think he was looking at Esmeralda with a weird
expression."
"And how do you know he was looking at her?"
"Come on Tiana no one, especially him, would not be looking at her."
"That include you?" She asked, raising an eyebrow, making him nervous
"Errr well, maybe…I mean sometimes...I mean." the look intensified until he
sighs in defeat. "Cleaning duty?"
"Cleaning duty." She confirms hanging him the tools and guides him to the
restrooms.
Meanwhile Frollo give a last look behind his shoulder. Esmeralda was doing what
she does best, showing her beauty and talent in her dancing. Although this time
his eyes move from her to where Shanti was observing. A new fire ignites inside
him and like last time one only a dark-skinned beauty will calm it…..A new fire
ignites inside him and like last time only a dark-skinned beauty will calm it
The next few weeks Frollo entered a bit of routine. Every day he arrived at the
plaza to see Esmeralda´s dancing lessons making sure to stay to see Shanti
dance then stay some minutes admiring the Indian girl from a distance and
leave. Sometimes he'd walk around acting like he was just looking at the
displays of the stores to not awake suspicions on Naveen or other who didn't
like him, although that sometimes lead to some accidents, like one hot day
where Shanti and some of her dancing friends decide to refresh on the fountain
after the lesson so they hike their skirts, some taking off their socks or
stockings, and proceeding to splash a bit not caring if they were exposing
their legs and if someone looked really carefully they would see a flash of
their underwear. This flash of skin was enough to get the judge really
distracted that he didn't realize he puts his hand inside a case full of
spiders until they creep over him causing him to jump in surprise and trip
causing other cases to fall cover him in bugs, later a certain Meerkat and wild
boar charge him for all the escaping bugs of their store. But for Frollo it
wasn't of any importance. What really matter for him was try to find a moment
to talk with Shanti and maybe get something more.
Thunder sounded in the distance as lighting flashes through the sky. Raindrops
fall over the land without a rest. Frollo looked to the sky from bellow his
umbrella. This day certainly was a bad one, not only he missed today dace
lesson because some of his "fellow" villains wanted his expertly on laws to
settle a discussion, something about Maleficent almost blowing up the ceiling
of villainess mansion on an attack of rage and the rest wanting her out to make
reparations and no one wanted her to room with them, almost five hours lost
revising contracts, papers and have to cover away from magic explosions, until
Maleficent was force to move back to her old castle until the reparations were
done, but now the sky was literally falling over him.
A lighting crack and thunder was heard. Yeah he was sure this was her doing for
not letting her intimidate him, and now he missed the only thing that he really
likes to see and must walk home over puddle filled streets…just his luck.
Looking the way ahead he notices an old trolley stop.
'Well maybe I will able to take a break under it until the rain calm down.' He
thought, walking towards it, but as he gets close he notices that someone was
already there.
When he finally arrives, he was surprised to see that the person in question
was Shanti. The girl was sit on the floor hugging her legs. Her body seems to
be trembling as small sobs could be hear coming from her. The old mal didn't
know what to think but hearing her sobs he decided first find what has happen.
"Oh…excuse me?" he tries first getting close. Hearing his voice surprised the
girl who turn to see him with some tears still in her eyes "Are you ok?"
"Oh!...Umm yeah…yeah I'm fine." She said standing up with hurry and cleaning
the tears of her eyes. "Sorry I was just waiting for the storm to clear and
felt asleep hehehe." She laughed nervously dusting off her skirt. Frollo could
see that she was lying, also now that she was standing she notice that both her
top and skirt seems to be a bit wet. Although her nervous attitude and the way
she played with her skirt was cute in his eyes causing him feel a rise of
temperature. "But I can assure you that everything is fine." in that moment a
gust of cold wind, blow causing Shanti to jump and yell of surprise when her
wet clothes and skin feel the chilly wind. Hugging herself she looked up to
Frollo with a look of shame.
"Good grief child you are not ok." Said the judge stepping closer to the
shivering girl grabbing her arm and pulling her close and hugging her, pressing
her further against his body. "What are you really doing out here without an
umbrella or even dressed properly for such infernal rain?"
Shanti was a bit surprised by the sudden move but her cold body thanked the
warm feeling the robe was giving and the small rubbing of the hand on her arm
was really calm and comfortable.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think we were going to have a storm today, I just wanted
to be alone after….after…" Her body started shaking again but this time her
sadness was the cause more so than the cold, icy wind.
"There, there…don't cry my child." Frollo said giving the girl small pats on
her arm. "Now is not the moment for tell that story…not with this rain soaking
us." Looking at the way ahead of them the old judge took a decision. "Let me
tell you, my home is close by…there you can get dry and warm while you wait for
the rain to stop and can tell me what bothers you."
Shanti look at him surprised by the suggestion and move a bit away from him.
"I…I don't know…please don't misunderstand me it's just…" Thunder roared above
them startling Shanti who jumped in fear and hug Frollo with force.
"No time to discuss my child…this rain won't stop soon and I will dammed if I
leave a pretty lady like yourself in the rain." He said with conviction causing
her to look at him with awe. "Now come before you catch a cold or something far
worse." With his arm over her shoulder he starts guiding her out of the trolley
stop and into the rain. The wind blow against them and her bare feet where
dampening in the wet street, but she feel a bit more comfy with his warm robe
sleeve over her.
"Thank you sir." She said after walking a few feet.
"Frollo my dear." He said giving her a smile.
"Thank you mister Frollo." She repeated. "I'm Shanti."
"Oh I know that." He answered, causing her to be surprised. "You take dancing
lessons just in front of my favorite resting spot and café…I have to say you
are really talent in the art and your dance is quite beautiful." The surprise
turn into embarrassment as a blush formed upon her face.
The two continue walking until they come across a great wall with a black iron
gate blocking the path. Pushing the gate open with a screech Frollo guide
Shanti inside the property. Beyond the entrance a group of dying trees grow on
the sides of the road opening to a clear space. A small stream flow under a
rock bridge illuminated by a pair of lanterns been hold by a vicious looking
gargoyles at both ends, a path seems to go up towards a dark looming building
surrounded by the forest. As they walk Shanti notice some statues at the side
of the road although because the poor light she couldn't see well of who or
what they were…if she could she would have notice they were of some very
infamous characters that she would run of…above then she could hear the cawing
of ravens flying towards the building. As they get close she notice the gothic
Victorian styled mansion, gargoyles and other stone creatures perch in the
bastions and towers, and she could swear that some of them weren't of stone, a
pair of side stairs guiding to the entrance, black looking trees growing in the
front as there was some plants in the stone pots in the top. They climb the
cold stone until the door, a pair of torches, surprisingly not blown off by the
rain and wind, hanged from the cracked columns. Been protected by the ceiling
Frollo close his umbrella and extract an old looking key from his pocket and
insert it on a lion shaped key hold, opening the door for the small girl to
enter.
Inside was a bit better that the outside, she already feel a warmer ambient so
her shudders diminish. It was still dark but Shanti could see some furniture
and armors distribute around the receiver, under her feet she could feel a cozy
carpet that extended to a great stair that lead to the upper levels of the
mansion.
"Come dear." She heard the voice of Frollo. "Let take you to the fire to dry
those clothes and warm those feet of yours."
Looking down she see that small puddles where been form from the water dripping
from her. Blushing at this she follow the Judge towards a big door on one side.
Opening the door Shanti was received by a warm air. A great fireplace was
blazing with a great fire that manage to illuminate the majority of the room.
As she walked in she see a good number of different sitting places, from sofas
to simple chairs to even thrones on one side alongside a good number of
bookcases filled to the top in different books. On the other side she could see
a pool table with the entire wall cover by antlers, and what it looked like a
small bar.
"Well is seems that we are in luck." She heard Frollo say. "There is no one
here." The Judge took off his hat and threw it onto a chair close the fire.
"Get close to the fire my dear you will get warmer more quickly."
Shanti walked until she was directly in front of the fire. The warm sensation
was nice and she could feel her clothes beginning to dry, but now that the cold
of the outside was leaving her, she couldn't help but cast a suspicious look
around her.
"This is a nice place you have mister Frollo." She said looking around.
"I suppose." he said pushing a comfy looking sofa. "I have to admit the
roommates are literally a nightmare to live with but I don't have control over
that." As he spoke Shanti looked round, seeing many pictures above the
fireplace. "And of course I could live without hearing maniacal laughs every
night, or the sound of explosions from above my room." As he puts the sofa
close to the fireplace Shanti inspected a picture. "And the manners of some of
them I know they are beasts but please would it kill them to not splat around."
Her eyes widen as she saw the image of Shere khan glaring back at her with
hungry eyes. Looking around he saw other pictures with other villains and bad
guys, backing up she saw that over the fireplace where a big picture of Hades
giving thumbs up with his signature smirk.
"This...this." She tried to speak, her voice filled with fear, Frollo looked at
her. "This is the villain mansion."
"Yes unfortunately it is my dear." He answers calmly.
"But, but…that means you are a villain!" She gasped, both in fear and sadness.
For the first time since she knew him, Frollo gained an expression of annoyance
upon his face.
"A villain?" He scoffed. "That's how some people like to mark me and its quite
absurd." He dusted off the sofa with his hand. "I made a mistake, one simple
error that anyone could have made and suddenly I'm the bad guy." He then turns
to see her. "I can assure you that I'm not more bad guy that you. Ask anyone
around and they will tell you that I don't do anything bad around here, in fact
I'm the one the majority of the local population come to for legal advice." He
then gets close to Shanti. "And let's not forget…a villain would have leave you
in the rain instead of helping you…I am a Judge, a man of Justice, not of
evil." Thunder boomed as if proving his point.
Shanti though about it for a moment, yeah she was in villain territory and the
person in front of her supposedly was one but he also had helped and comforted
her and brought her here to warm up when he could have just left her alone to
freeze outside in the rain and even now it didn't look like he was planning to
do anything bad to her.
Finally she bowed her head in shame. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have judged you
like that after you showed me kindness." He smiled, reaching out he lightly
ruffled her hair with a small smile upon his aged face.
"It's no problem I get it all the time." He turned and stood in front of the
fire place. "But because of that, now you must a question of time." Shanti
looked up, an expression of curiosity upon her face. "Why where you alone in
the rain, so close to the villain territory?...and I want the truth." Frollo's
tone was stern and his eyes hard despite his small, warm smile, Shanti looked
down sadness etched into her face.
"It…it was something that happened today in class…" She played with her hands,
nervously chewing her lower lip. "It was nothing really and…I may have
overreacted but..." She lightly kicks up some dust from the floor, swinging her
legs. "God, this is embarrassing."
"Don't worry I won't judge you child." said Frollo encouragingly.
Shanti took a deep breath and proceeded to tell her tale;
Flashback
"Today is the day…today I will show what I'm made of…today is the day I will
impress her!"Shanti thought excitedly. And how could she not be when her
personal favorite heroine was going to be watching you dance. The Indian girl
admired Esmeralda big time not only was she funny and talented in dancing, but
also was a strong, courageous and independent girl. No matter what others think
or do, Esmeralda always made her voice heard and she always has quite the leash
on that solider husband of hers as he always end up doing what she wants,
something she wishes could do with Mowgli, so when she first heard that she was
opening a dancing class she was one of the first to sign and show her
appreciation for the gypsy woman by doing something they both loved…dancing.
And now after a month of practicing the day had finally arrived…Esmeralda was
going to see their progress in a free style dance demonstration and she was
going to nail it.
"Ok so who wants to be first?" Asked the gypsy beauty.
"I'm ready Miss Esmeralda." Jumped an eager Shanti before anyone else could.
Esmeralda giggled at the small Indian girl's energy, causing Shanti small girl
to blush embarrassingly.
"Very well Shanti, show us what you got." She encouraged, inviting her up.
Shanti walked up to the front of everyone and looked around. Esmeralda's
lessons had brought in quite an audience to them as the days passed and that
day the small plaza had a good number of onlookers, people and non-people,
looking on at the dancing girls. Although this was perfect for Shanti, now she
will show everyone how good of a teacher Esmeralda was. With a confident smile
on her face she prepared herself and when the music started she launched
herself into her dance.
"So what's happening?" asked Mowgli as he stared at the crowd.
"Well apparently they are just watching some of the girls dancing." Answered
Peter as he hovered beside the Indian boy, his legs crossed. "In fact I saw
Shanti there about to do that."
The face of the wild boy darker a bit "Really... that's the big deal? Bah." He
crossed his arms. "Why people like to see girls dancing?"
"Don't like dancing?" Asked the flying boy; confused by his friend attitude.
"I like dancing, the problem is Shanti…" Answered Mowgli. "Since she joined
these…lessons, she has been a pain in the head, every day she is dragging me to
see her dance and always is asking my opinion." He buffed with annoyance. "And
every day it's the same story, I tell her she do it good and force me to watch
her for hours because she said that good is not enough. And if I said something
bad she yelled at me saying I don't know anything." He raised his arms in
frustration. "And when I try to get her to come with me and do fun stuff she
gets angry and throws things at me for interrupting her practice…it's just a
nightmare."
The boy-who-never-grew up looked at his friends and began to think, that didn't
sound like fun at all and he didn't think it was fair for her to take all the
fun and then don't do anything with Mowgli afterwards and now the boy was sad
because of it…Something must be done.
Looking around his eyes fell on Timon and Pumba´s bug farm and idea came to his
mind.
"Say, dot you wanna get even?" Both boys smiled as they shared a sly look.
Shanti was smiling pumping energy and passion into every move she made. Her
dance pick up in speed, even when she was getting closer to the fountain. All
eyes were on her so no one, especially Shanti, noticed Peter Pan above them,
holding Mowgli, who held an emerald beetle in his hand. The bug was moving his
spiky legs trying to hold at something, while the boys were waiting for an
opportunity. Finally when Shanti got close enough to the fountain Mowgli
release the bug and with great precision it felt behind Shanti´s neck and
inside her top.
The effect was immediately. Feeling the bug in her back make her scream
interrupting her dance as she move desperately trying to catch whatever it was
inside her shirt. But in do it so she stumbled into the fountain falling inside
with a splash.
She resurfaced coughing water and a frog in her head that procede to croak and
jump away…the laughs then start. Getting her hair out of her eyes Shanti looked
around to see everyone having fun either snickering, the more civilized ones,
or laughing big time at her, mainly the villains and some of the other people.
"whoa what a splashing performance!" She heard the voice of Hades laugh,
causing some of the other villains to try their own comments.
"What was that call…the crazy chicken?" Pete continued, getting more laughs
“she is even worse that you Smeet” laugh Hook alongside his right hand
Esmeralda ran to the fountain preoccupied by her student.
"Shanti are you alright?"
Embarrassed the young girl tried to stand up, her legs shaking.
"Y…Yeah I'm fine...I…" She felt her hand grab something…pulling out she saw the
beetle in her hand. "Ahhhhhhhhhh!" On a reflex she tossed it away it causing it
to hit Esmeralda in the face, alongside a splash of water.
"Ahh!" She screams palming the bug away while Shanti looked on in horror what
she had done. Before Esmeralda could say anything she heard another pair of
laughs coming from above. Looking up she saw Peter Pan and Mowgli in the air
and she didn't need to think much to know they were responsible.
"Hahahahaha!" laughed Mowgli. "You were right, that really was funny."
"Ha…told ya, now how about. OUCH!"A black flat hit Peter in the face almost
causing him to let go of his friend. Looking down both saw Esmeralda taking off
her other flat while looking at them with fire in her eyes.
"We fly for our lives?" Asked Mowgli. Not answering the elfin eared boy shot
off away from the teacher and the crowd.
“COME BACK HERE YOU TWO!" Roared Esmeralda going after them, with the crowed
quickly dispersed at her anger.
Behind her Shanti was standing in the water with her hair, matted, over her
face. In a slow movement she got out of the fountain and run away with tears on
her eyes not caring for the other girls calling her name or the black clouds
that were forming in the sky.
End of flashback
"It wasn't long after that the storm started to brew and it started to rain."
Said Shanti. "At that point I didn't care much for it, I find the stop and
decide to camp there…"
"I see." Said Frollo. "That really sounds like a bad experience my dear."
"Yeah I guess so…" She sighed, looking down. "Now that I think about it I may
have overreacted a bit…I mean it was only a bug, and Mowgli is always showing
me things worse than that, I shouldn't have get so scare, or throw it like
that…gods what will Esmeralda think of me now?...I wanted to show her my
dancing and now…"
Frollo turned to look at her. The light of the fire shined over her
highlighting her exotic skin and dark hair. Her top, thanks to its previous wet
state, clung to her small chest revealing a little of her younger breasts. His
eyes fell to her legs hide behind her purple skirt; a memory of those legs
showing during her dancing came to his mind….oh how he wishes for see that
spectacle again.
"Well I don't think you exaggerated." He said. "Those rascals deserve a good
punishment after what they did."
"A good punishment?" She parroted.
"Yes without a doubt." He answered with conviction. "How they dare do such a
thing, and to such beautiful girl as yourself is a mystery but they shouldn't
have done it."
"Beautiful?" She asked, an expression of shock with the tint of a blush
appearing upon her cheek. "Well...I…I'm not really…"
"And also they ruined what would have been a spectacle worthy of been presented
in a royal court." He continued. The blush on Shanti´s face growing, the heat
taking up the entirety of her face, she shuffled nervously.
"It wasn't really that good." She tried to say. "I have only been practicing
for a bit yeah but don't think is that good."
"On the contrary." The Judge began. "I lament not being able to be there as I'm
sure it was something glorious to see." He gained a focused expression, turning
to fully face her. "Perhaps you could…? No wait…forget it…" He suddenly said.
"After what happened today that is the last thing you would want to do."
"What?" She asked curiously. "What is it?"
"Well…" He began, acting as if unsure of himself. "I was wondering if you could
repeat your performance for me."
"You…you want to see me dance?" She asked, blushing from head to toe now.
"Yes, as I said I have seen you dance before and I know you have talent and I
really would be honored if you showed me your dance." He said "But after what
happened today I would more than understand if you don't wish too…"
"No wait…I will do it" she suddenly said and blush again when he turn to see
her "I mean…you helped me today, and to be honest I would really like if for
someone to give me their opinion on it."
The judge smiled at her. "Then I will give you my most sincere
opinion...although I'm sure it will be beautiful." And with that he turns
towards his chair and seated himself. "Please. When you are ready."
Taking a deep breath, and getting her blush finally under control, Shanti slid
into her starting stance, one arm in front and one over her head with a leg
extended with her toes touching the floor. Imagine the music sounding she begin
moving her hips and then slowly turning around moving her wrists in circles,
follow by a small jump to the front rocking both hips and arms left and right,
a small twirl to back off, then rises both arms to the air and slowing bring
them down while continue moving her hips, then another jump to the right and
she take a hold of her skirt twirling back to her original position.
Frollo observed totally taken in by the dance, the fire behind Shanti shining
on her form exotic flesh, some drops of water where launched from her head and
spark like little starts adding more magic to the performance, with each step
she gained confidence as a smile returned to her face as she closed her eyes
enjoying the moment. The old judge begin to feel a bit hot, he gulped hard each
time a smile was directly at him, his eyes followed the movements of the girl´s
hips and each time the skirt floated he inhaled hard thinking that he would see
more than just her beautiful legs, but calm down when the purple cloth returned
to place. As she danced, Frollo realize that she was starting to get close to
where he was seated, his fingers twitch wanting to hold her petite figure, his
mouth begin to get dry as he admire her skin shining thanks to the water and
sweat it was on her.
Shanti gave another jump…a flash of lighting illuminate the sky and a great
thunder making the whole house tremble.
Opening her eyes in surprise and fear, Shanti loses her footing at landing
causing her to wobble and start falling on her back. Seeing this Frollo stand
up and open his arms catching the small girl sending both back to his chair.
Opening her eyes Shanti realize that she wasn't on the floor. Instead she was
sitting over Frollo´s lap, her head just below his nose, while one hand was on
her stomach and the other over her right leg.
Time seems to stop for Frollo. His nose pick up a sweet essence coming from the
dark hair just a few inches below it, his left hand tingle at the feeling of
the soft and firm skin of her belly just as he could feel the soft material of
her skirt and the leg under it with his right hand. Her body felt warm and nice
against him.
Shanti also seemed to notice the position she was in.
"I...I'm sorry mister Frollo!" She yelped and tried to get up before she
embarrassed herself further. But when she try to stand up, she felt the hand of
the old judge applying force in her stomach keeping her in place. She turned to
see him in confusion. "Mister Frollo?" But the judge remain silence until he
lowers his head burying his nose in her hair, exactly over her braid, and
inhaling deeply.
His muscles tense as the smell of rain, flowers and even some tropical fruits
invade his sense with a sweet aroma. The softness of her hair only help in
adding a pleasant sensation on the skin of his nose as he tried to bury it even
deeper on the black locks while he began take small sniff at it, inhaling her
scent.
Shanti gasp at feeling the nose of the Judge tickling the crook of her neck and
surprise when he start taking sniff at her. "Mi…Mister Frollo?" she said trying
to call his attention "Wha...what are you…?"
"That was a beautiful performance my child." the judge interrupt her. He was so
close that the air of his words tickle the back of her neck. "Just like you."
He then continued moving his nose over her hair and neck sending small shocks
through her body.
"M...Me?" She ask while a blush appear in her face.
"Yes you." Frollo said taking a new breath at her hair. "Those two hooligans
deserve the worst punishment possible for upsetting something as talented,
precious and beautiful as you."
"I…I'm not…ummmm….im not as beautiful as you said." Shanti managed to say, her
blush intensifying. "I…could I...ahhhhh!"
Shanti let out a yell when Frollo give her a small peck in her neck. It was a
risky move on his part, but he could hold anymore. Slowly he start to
intercalant between small pecks to her skin and quick sniff at her hair. At the
same time the hand on her leg start moving giving her a small massage over her
skirt and sending more weird sensations through her body.
Shanti began to squirm under the treatment. She knew that Frollo was getting
really personal with her and that was because sometimes Mowgli liked to get
close to her and smell her. But that never make her feel like now. Small shocks
travel through her body every time the judge caress her neck with his nose and
his lips make contact with her skin causing that a tingle sensation to start to
appear on her neither region.. Her own skirt was now a tool against her as the
soft material combine with the movement over her leg intensified the feeling as
the hand move slowly towards her own lap.
"Oh but you are." Said Frollo between kisses. His left hand then start moving
in circles caressing her abdomen. "Every inch of you is beautiful." He buried
his face into the back of her head, inhaling her glorious scent "...your hair…"
He let his nose slide down to her neck, "Your scent…" He let his eyes admire
her dark skin. Drops of sweat glimmering upon her sensitive flesh. "Your skin."
He kissed her deeply, causing the small girl to shudder "...It drives me
insane…makes me lose control." He moaned, letting his tongue slip out, dragging
it along her neck causing her to release small moans and mews as the cool and
wet appendage roamed her hot skin, slurping up every drop of sweat out and
granting Frollo a sample of her taste. He dragged his tongue up and down her
neck from the nape to where her neck met her head, causing her breath to
quicken before proceeding to go all the way up to her ear.
"My sweet and beautiful girl…" He groaned directly into her sensitive neck,
sending shudders throughout her body. "You make a fire burn in me." He starts
to lick her earlobe giving her ear a quick peck. "Allow me to show you just how
much I think of you, how much I desire to be with you my beautiful dancing
flower, how much I desire to make you mine." Shanti released a louder moan as
the hand on her lap pressed its fingers against her core. The purple clothe
sinking alongside the bony appendage until both caress above her underwear.
"Ummm…wha...what….umm…what…ahhh… do you want?" The small girl gasped between
pants as the weird sensation between her legs continued to rise as Frollo
traced small circles over her core.
Hearing her question the judge stopped. His hand lay complete open over her
thigh.
"What I want," He started, opening and closing his hand. "This is what I want,"
Inch. By. Inch. The purple fabric began to rise, revealing Shanti´s tanned,
slender legs. "I want to see more." The girl looked nervous as her skirt was
been gathered in her lap until her legs were naked, revealing the fringes of
white clothing beneath all the purple, that she could identify as her own
underwear. "I want to touch more." His hand rested on her naked skin, pressing
his palm against it, feeling its softness and moving his fingers all over it.
"So much more, I want." The hand on her belly beginning to move again, but this
time it slid up, disappearing inside her shirt and continue to move, caressing
her skin until it stopped just below her undeveloped breast. "But the most
important thing…" The hand climbed the last step and rested itself over her
left breast. "I want you Shanti…" The girl let out a startled gasp as the hand
closed over her flesh, a nipple becoming trapped between Frollo's fingers.
Shanti knew that things had got really far. The way he was touching her was not
something a normal adult would do. But if she was honest she didn't care. In
fact, she was somehow happy, she didn't feel she was as beautiful as other
girls, especially Esmeralda, but here it was Frollo, in the small time she had
met him, he not only helped her but also comfort her when she was down and he
believe she was not only beautiful but also admired her and thought she was
talented. That alone caused butterflies in her stomach, but the way he spoke to
her and touched her made her feel…good, really good, and she would like to know
where this could go.
Frollo felt Shanti relax and rest against him. Smiling he took that as sign to
continue.
The judge start moving his hand in circles massaging the small mount and
causing her to pant as she squirm at his touch. His fingers closing round her
small tiny nipple, giving it a light tug as he began to slightly ball his hand.
"Ahhhh…ummmmmm…" She cried but Frollo released her nipple, it snapping back
into place, enticing another cry from the Indian girl before he moved and
grabbed it again and start rolling it between his aged fingers.
"Ah…ummm…mi..mister Frollooahhhhhhh!"
At the same time his other hand moved up, caressing the soft skin of the inside
of her legs, until it reached her inner thighs.
"So soft." Frollo moaned into her ear. "Your skin is not only beautiful but it
feels so nice at my touch." The hand under her top moving to molest her other
breast, while the hand on her thigh sliding up, resting over her gathered skirt
in her lap. "I wonder if it will be also soft here." One of his long bony
fingers moving down and tracing a line along the center of her panties.
"Ahhhhh mister Frollo!"
"Try to be more quiet my dear." He said calmly as a second finger followed
tracing over her panty covered pussy. "You don't want anyone to hear us after
all."
"Um…um…I…ummmm." Lifting her hand to her mouth, biting into it as it curled
into a small fist to silence her moans before she was heard by any of the other
villains.
"Umm well I think that it's soft as the rest." He said playfully as he
continued, sometimes tracing circles over her entrance with his index finger,
or just poking it. Each movement sending pleasurable jolts throughout Shanti´s
undeveloped body, causing her to moan loudly into her fist, her toes curling as
she lightly lifted her hips, craving more of the pleasurable sensations. The
old judge nipped at her ear teasingly, allowing his tongue to slide inside. At
the same time his hand beneath her top played with her right nipple, enjoying
the sensation of it hardening at his touch.
Frollo guided his tongue over her neck, the girl shuddering beneath the warm,
wet appendage, reaching back up to her ear and back, but soon he found the
taste lacking, so he moved down, meeting with her top again. Closing his mouth
over her covered shoulder he started to suck. The taste was better, but the
white material was in his way.
"Uh?" Shanti looked curious when Frollo stopped his movements, wearing an
expression of disappointment, when his hands abandoned their positions. She was
going to ask if something happened when both hands grabbed the hem of her top.
"Lift your arms please." He instructed. Shyly she did what he asked and soon he
removed her top from her body. Taking the white cloth with his right hand he
brought it to his face and inhaled deeply, savoring her scent. "Delicious…but I
think I prefer the taste from the source." He let the cloth fall to the floor
beside his seat.
Shanti felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment as her chest was uncovered.
Even with the fire just some steps in front of them, her harden nipples fell a
bit of cool air touching the sensitive flesh and sending shivers through her
body. Frollo´s hands took hold of her breasts. Pressing his nose to her
shoulder, the judge roamed all over it inhaling her essence.
"Now that's better." He groaned with a smile before sliding his tongue over her
shoulder as he massaged her breasts. Shanti continuing to moan as the judge
sucked on her skin with desire, trying to taste every inch of the girl. His
fingers trapping her nipples again as he continuously rubbed them and pulling
at them. His treatment causing her to wiggle in his lap, her small ass pressing
against him giving him a small massage that soon waking up another part of his
body as she grinded against him with her small ass.
"Mi…mister..ahhh….mister…ummm….Frollo…ahhh!"
"What is it my sweet girl?" He asked, giving her nipple another tug.
"Ummm….ummmm…there is….there is….ahhh…something…poking me." She gasped between
moans, her voice becoming higher in pitch.
Frollo paused his actions; he'd been so immersed in his passion that he didn't
even notice his own erection.
"Ohh that…well my sweet exotic flower to answer that, you will need to help me
to take off my robe." He said with a smile.
"What?...Ummm why?" She asked shyly, unsure of helping a grown man disrobe, but
then Frollo gave her nipples another twist, eliciting another moan.
"You like it, when I do this right?" He asked, giving another twist.
"Ye…ahhhhh…yes!" She answered.
"Well now it's you turn to help me to feel good." He said; releasing her
breasts and moving her out of his lap, she kneeled before him. "And for that I
need you to move aside my robe." He rubbed her cheek to reassure the shy Indian
girl. "Don't worry this is quite normal". Shanti looked nervous at the dark
buttons over his robe but she nod. After all it felt good when he touched her,
so it was fair she return the favor. "Now you don't need to unbutton all the
buttons, just undo the ones on the lower part."
Following his instructions Shanti slowly, with some difficulty, started
unbuttoning the lower part of Frollo´s robe. The old judge watched with great
interest as his own nerves make him trembled. The view of the small girl
unbuttoning his was beyond exiting in his mind.
Finally Shanti finished with the buttons, reveling Frollo's grey, old looking
trousers, with a notable large bulge in them.
"Now pull down my trousers please." He said, lightly trembling with
anticipation. With slight hesitation Shanti slowly took hold of the waistband
and began to pull the pants down, causing Frollo´s erected member to spring out
from its confines, catching her chin as it rose, lightly bouncing in front of
her face, at eye level.
"This is….a boy part?" She asked, eyeing the erection.
"Yes my innocent child that's my man part, and I will need your help to make it
feel good." He answered. "Now my dear I want you to take hold of it…not too
hard, just close your hand around it."
Carefully, Shanti closed her hand around it causing the judge to grunt at the
feeling of her soft, small hand around his cock. Frollo moaning as Shanti's
soft hand curled around his member. His cock palpitates as the delicate palm
surround it.
"Ohhh good my child, now move your hand up and down along the length."
With slight caution Shanti started to move - her hand, feeling the hot,
pulsating flesh in her hand growing harder. She stared at it with wonder in her
eyes.
"Ummm that´s good...you are doing a good job my sweetie...ummmm...a bit faster
now if you will." He groaned.
The small girl continued her stroking at the sounds of pleasure from the judge,
like the ones she'd been making not so long ago. Blushing, she couldn't help
but feel a bit exited at touching a man's boy area, her mother had said she
wasn't allowed to look at or touch it and now she was touching it, she giggled
a little, squirming in place as she worked on his member, her pussy twitching
with desire.
As for Frollo, he gripped the arms of his sit as the pleasure of Shanti's had
job was becoming too much for him. He could feel a growing pleasure in his cock
making him know that he was about to reach his limit...and he wasn't in a hurry
to get there yet.
"STOP!" He yelled, grabbing her wrist.
Shanti look at him with preoccupation. Had she made something wrong?...Did she
hurt him on any way?...Gods she must have, she probably had got too exited
again and made a mistake.
"Mi...Mister Frollo I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you, I..."
Frollo raised his other hand to silence her. He took a few deep breaths, trying
to calm his emotions as the pressure in his member decrease, his heart pounding
in his chest.
"Don't worry my child you didn't hurt me." He said with a small reassuring
smile. "In fact I can tell you that I was enjoying your treatment, it's just
that I think it's time to change and try something else."
Shanti breathed, relieved that she hadn't screwed things up. "Sure mister
Frollo what do you want to do?"
"Now I want you to do the same as you just did." He let go of her wrist and put
his hand on her cheek rubbing it gently. "But instead of using your hand, I
want you to use your mouth." He said caressing her lips with his thumb.
"My mouth?" She asked innocently. Frollo took advantage of the moment, to put a
finger inside her mouth and move it in and out for a bit.
"Yes my dear, just like this, I want you to suck it." He caressed her tongue
with his index finger. "Nice and slow, play with it with your tongue." He
finally slid his finger out, he glanced down at it, admiring the saliva covered
digit before inserting it inside his own mouth. "Hmmm…tasty."
Blushing at his actions Shanti looked at the stiff member. She wasn't sure if
she would like it inside her mouth, or if she would be able to get all inside,
but Frollo seemed rather happy with the idea and really eager for her to try.
So she will do her best and give him what he wanted.
Inching closer to it and slowly taking hold of it once again, Shanti brought
her mouth to the tip, her lips brushing it, the member flinching and pulsating
at the light contact, she blushed, lightly licking her lips before slowly
taking his cock into her mouth, eyes widening at the size as her mouth quickly
filled as it brushed against the back of her throat.
A salty and fairly bitter flavor invaded her mouth, causing her to close her
eyes. She tried to bring herself to go further but couldn't because of it. She
began to lightly such at the appendage and lightly moved her head back and
forth, shivering as she felt her lips trace over his cock.
"Ah aha…Shanti…ah." Even with her limited movements Frollo couldn't help but
enjoy the feeling. The wet appendage tickle his flesh as he could feel the warm
of her interior making him desire more. "Try...ah…try to use…ah only your
tongue…ah." Stopping her movements for a bit and nodding Shanti moved her
tongue coiling it and licking at his cock.
The taste of it almost makes her recoil, but the fact that Frollo seemed to be
enjoying it makes her endured. Finally Shanti felt his hand on her check
signaling her to let go which she did, sliding her lips off his cock, coughing.
"Ah…ah…good girl." Praise the old judge, rubbing her cheek. "Uggg…now try
to…ummm…try to get further this time."
"Further?" She asked looking at his cock with insecurity. "I..Mister Frollo I
don't know if I….?" She began before Frollo interrupted her by inserting his
finger into her mouth again.
"I know it seems much, but I know you can do it." He encouraged her before
pulling his finger out and lightly patting her head. "You have managed so much
today that I'm sure this will be easy for you."
Shanti doubted it. This could be challenging for her. Taking a deep breath she
tried to calm herself. Closing her eyes she once again gave the tip a hesitant
lick, wincing at the familiar bitter salty taste, feeling the tip pulsating
against her lips and the tip of her tongue before she proceeded to take the tip
of his cock into her mouth. Slowly she began to slide the cock further into her
mouth. Unfortunately her efforts were in vain as the taste caused her to choke
a bit releasing the member again, perhaps slowly wasn't the best method. Once
again she prepared to try again, taking a deep breath Shanti try one last time
covering half the length much faster this time before stopping.
"Ahh…Shanti…ahhhhh." Her hot and wet mouth surrounding his cock as she clumsily
tried to pull his cock into her mouth with her slender tongue. Only this time
the old judge was not going to wait. Grabbing the back of her head Frollo
pushed her into his crotch, his cock bursting into her mouth, the tip slamming
against the back of her throat. The girl´s eyes snapping open and bulging in
surprise at the intrusion as she choked on the member but found herself unable
to pull away as he held her in place before he started to roughly pull her head
back and slam her face back into his crotch, getting faster and faster.
"Ahhh yess oh god this…so good ah ah ah ah!" Frollo cried, enjoying the
sensation of the wet, hot mouth wrapped round his hard cock. Shanti tried to
scream, but her cries were swallowed up, muffled by Frollo's hard, long cock in
her mouth. Salivating as she inadvertently tried to swallow, sucking on his
cock, the sense of euphoria growing with the movements. It wasn't long until he
felt his cock growin, hardening further, the familiar pressure of before to
returning, though this time he wasn't planning to stop.
"Ah…good child…ah…I-I'm going to…ah…ah….I can't hold it any longer...ahhh!"
Shanti's eyes bulged, threatening to pop from their sockets as she felt the
hot, wet, sticky explosion inside her mouth, a hot, thick liquid filling her
mouth, spurting from between her lips over the judge's cock; some forcing its
way down her throat. The moment Frollo release her head, she turn and puke in
the floor coughing, choking as she tried to take in some air.
"Aagggggh…*cough cough cough*…ah ah ah *cough cough.*" Finally she managed to
catch her breath she felt a strong hand on her shoulder, she glanced back to
see Frollo looking down at her with concern. And before she could say anything
he trapped her in a firm hug, caressing her ebony hair.
"I'm sorry my girl…I'm very, very sorry." He said on a sad tone. "I should have
stopped but it just felt too good, I couldn't…oh how embarrassing." He covered
his eyes with his hand.
Shanti felt a pang of empathy for the man at seeing him in such a state.
"It's…*cough*….it's not your fault mister Frollo." She replied. "I didn't do a
good job…*cough*…I should have tried better."
"Oh my sweet, exotic flower, you did a great job." He assured her. "The reason
this happened was because you did excellently, but I got too excited and
accidentally hurt you."
"You didn't hurt me." She cried, blushing once again. "I...ummm was only
surprised and wasn't ready…and I...ummm." Her hand rested on her skirt above
her crotch. "I actually..ummm…kinda…enjoy it…ummm…a little."
"A little is not enough." He said. "You should enjoy it as much as I do."
"Let me try again then!" She yelled. "I'm sure this time I will do it right and
will enjoy it!"
"No my child that is enough of that." Before she could protest he continued.
"Instead we will do something else, something that we both will enjoy at the
same time." Giving her a quick peck on the forehead he stood back up and went
to sit back in his chair. "Now I want you to sit in my lap again, this time
looking at me, legs spread please." Shanti did as he told crawling a bit on the
sit she manage to put both legs at the sides of Frollo´s and began to sit.
"Wait." She stopped, looking at him confusedly. Frollo took a hold of her skirt
and moved it so that it also covered his member. "Ok now I want you to lower
yourself."
Shanti slowly lowered herself until she felt the tip Frollo´s hard cock poking
the front of her underwear. Feeling a little weird about it, she began to
squirm in place, causing the tip to rub and grind against her panty covered
pussy until it came to her sealed entrance.
"Ummm…mister Frollo?" The stiff member pushed against the fabric of her
panties, trying to push its way inside, causing her panties to start to sink
inside her. "Ahhh..Mister Frollo...ummm…it's trying to…ummm push in…"
Feeling the issue Frollo moved Shanti away from his cock and lifted her skirt.
"Hahahaha…silly me." He chuckled dryly. "I forgot about these…stand a moment
will you?" Stumbling, Shanti stood from Frollo's lap, the judge using his hand
to support her back. "Hold this if you please." He instructed, grabbing the hem
of her skirt and handing it to her, revealing her white panties. "Cute color,
quite fitting." He admired before hooking his thumbs through the waistline of
the underwear and slowly pulsing them down, admiring the damp stain on the
crotch of the panties, on either side. Frollo's gaze soon moved to the small
pink slit. Lifting his hand he traced the crevice with his slick index finger.
He was rewarded with pink wet flesh, hot at his touch.
"Ahh!" She gasped in surprise as Frollo continued to trace his finger over her
pussy, feeling her wet flesh tremble beneath his delicate touch, enticing
pleasurable her to moans.
"Hmm perfect" Frollo said. He retracted from her pussy and grabbing her panties
and finishing in pulling them down her legs. "Lift your right leg please." She
did as asked and Frollo gave that side priority, slipping it down her leg, past
her ankle over her right foot and letting it hang on her left ankle.
"There…now." Giving her back a light pat with his hand, he set her once again
over his member. "Try again my child."
Shanti hesitantly began lower herself once again but this time without the
cover of her underwear she felt the tip of Frollo´s cock teasing her pussy,
both shuddering in pleasure.
"Mister Frollo are you sure I should do this?" She asked timidly, squirming in
place, unsure if to continue.
"Ummm I'm sure my dear." He groaned, eyeing her like a hungry wolf. "Please
continue."
With a bit of doubt Shanti try to go lower feeling his shaft poking at her
pussy as she moved a little in place, trying to find a more comfortable
position. Then her lips began part as the tip found her entrance and began to
push its way inside.
"Ahhh….Mister Frollo!...It's trying to push in…" She cried, squirming in
discomfort at the intrusion.
"Ahggg Shanti..ummm you must…umm continue." He grunted in pleasure, gasping as
she continued to unintentionally tease his cock. "Ahhhh…please…"
The small girl wiggled in place, moving her hips trying to get comfortable with
his member. Her movements only aiding in sending waves of pleasure through the
old judge as his shifted from side to slide, forcing the cock to slowly worm
its way inside of her.
"Ahhh..ahhhh….I c-ca not..Ugggg…I don't think I can...ahhhh!" She cried,
feeling her walls opening, trying to adjust for something like him for the
first time in her life.
"Yes you can..uhggg…you will!" He gasped, grabbing her waist and beginning to
slowly lower her onto his hard cock.
"Ahhhh…Mister Frollo…ah…wait…please...ahhhh….it's to…ah…ahhh!" She cried,
gripping her skirt in her small fists. Inch by inch his cock forced its way
inside her. Frollo moaning in glory as he felt the hot, wet, virgin flesh
around his hard cock.
"Try to…uggg… support it." He said as he continued moving. "This will
take…ummm… a moment." Shanti release another cry. "You are doing great." He
grunted, soon feeling his member stop its ascent. "Ok my child… ummm…just… a
bit…more." Thrusting his hips lightly as he thrusted his cock into the Indian
girl's cunt, breaking past her barrier and impaling her down to his base.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH UMMMMM!" Shanti screamed in pain as her virginity was shattered,
taken, Frollo launched forward, capturing the girl's lips with his own,
silencing her screams with a kiss. Shanti gasped with surprise into the kiss,
her eyes bulging as tears streamed down her face, her fists opening and the hem
of her skirt falling from her grip, covering their laps.
Shanti tried to move but Frollo put his hand behind her head and kept her in
place. The kiss was rough, his mouth over hers. His tongue shot inside hers,
roaming round, raping her tongue with his own as spit was forcibly exchanged
between the two.
Soon Frollo felt that he had waited enough and started thrusting his hips, each
thrust harder than the last.
"UMMMMMMM!" Shanti let out a muffled cry as Frollo move in and out inside her,
her insides burning as her flesh was smashed against by his and she could feel
his member filling her pussy, she felt like it was about to tear her apart. Yet
she couldn't scream as her mouth was occupied with his violent lips.
"Um…um…umm." The Indian girl began to notice, the pain, while still very much
present was starting to dampen in her mind as her mind started to go blank as
her cries soon stopped been of pain.
Frollo for his part, was in heaven. The tight, hot, sopping channel close
around his cock, squeezing it with its slick fleshy walls, he could feel her
already wet pussy growing wetter with each thrust he made. His mouth tasting
hers as he felt her cries dissolving into moans.
Releasing her mouth he gave her a good look. Her eyes were starting to glaze
over, losing focus; she was breathing hard, her small chest heaving from both
the kiss and the pounding he was giving her pussy.
"Shanti…ah ah…you are so perfect…ah ah…so perfect!"
"Ah…ah…ah…Mister….mister Frollo…please...ah...ah...ah…it…ah…ah…hurts…ah…ah…ah!"
She cried, though her pain had almost completely faded into pleasure.
"It..ummm…it will pass…ah…ah…." He lowered his hand onto her back, gathering
her skirt from behind. "Oh my sweet child...ah…ah…it will pass." He gripped her
small buttocks, lightly squeezing her small cheeks. "Ah ah…just enjoy it…ah
ah!" His eyes fell onto her small breasts, bouncing with the rhythm of his
thrusts. "Ah…ah…just enjoy it!" His mouth attached to her breast, capturing her
hard nipple between his lips and starting to suck at it.
"Ahhhhhh!" She cried as a jolt of pleasure shot through her. "Mister
Frollo...ah…ah that...ah...ah yes...ah…yes…ah…it feel…ah...ah good!"
Frollo sucked at her breast, his tongue playing with the tip of her nipple
before his teeth gently nipped at it, eliciting another chorus of cries and
moans from the girl. He switched to the other breast, his movements increasing
in speed as Shanti felt his member getting harder; filling her completely as
liquid began to drizzle out from her pussy around his cock. But also she could
feel a pressure growing inside of her.
"Ah...ah...ah...mister Frollo...ah…ah…ah…I feel something...ah...ah...ah…is
coming…ah...ah OUT!" She cried as Frollo put more force to his thrusts.
"I feel it….too...ah….ah…..ah….Shanti please...ah…ah….RECIVE ME!" He hollered,
giving one last, hard final thrust. "AHHHHHHHHH!"
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Shanti cried, feeling his hot, thick juices fill her inside.
Seconds after, she felt her own release, spilling out over his cock, forming a
dark stain over her skirt.
Frollo fell back in his chair as Shanti felt down onto his chest. Both
breathing heavy; sweat coating their bodies; glistening in the light of the
roaring fire. They felt his member slowly pull out of her pussy as liquid
splattered out into both of their laps.
Frollo´s hand slipped from her buttocks to her leg, tracing its way down the
length of her exotic leg until his fingers curled round the panties that were
still hanging from her left ankle, he liberated them. Helping her to stand back
up, he snuck his hand under her skirt and rubbed her pussy and his cock with
the panties.
She moaned again as her sensitive pussy burned with pleasure and desire from
been rubbed by her own soiled panties. Her noise causing Frollo look over her
figure; her torso, her small breasts were coated in a thin layer of sweat, her
face exhibiting a deep blush, some hairs were out of place despite her brand,
giving her a messy look. Getting his face closer, he let his tongue roam from
her belly to her breasts, giving her nipple a flick with tongue before leading
another trail down her stomach.
"Mi…mister…Frollo?" She looked at him and he gave her a quick kiss on her lips.
"I won't let you go now." He said, giving her another kiss on her young lips.
"I love you...I desire you." Another kiss, a deep one. "You are so beautiful."
He gave her another kiss and this time they stayed in that position, his tongue
sliding back into her mouth, raping her tongue as before, dominating her as
they made out.
"You are mine now, my dancing exotic flower." He said, his hand drawing her
panties out from beneath her skirt. He looked down at the dirty panties,
stained with semen and blood now and the girl's own cum, now decorating the
formerly white material. "Yes all mine." He said, letting the panties fall atop
her shirt on the floor, return his full attention to his flower before claiming
another kiss.
***** New Orleans Feet *****
Characters: Tiana, Ariel
Categories: The Princess and The Frog The Little Mermaid
Contains: Foot Fetish, hints of Femslash, Foot Worship, Sweaty Feet, Stripping,
Toejob, Stripping
Written With: Dark Rissing
Original Title: After A Long Day
"All day….all freaking day." Tiana groaned as she stumbled into her room,
wincing with every step she took, closing the door behind her and leaning back
against it. "I don't know how…but it was like a never ending dinner rush from
start to finish." She sighed as she reached behind her, closing her eyes,
untying the strings of her apron and allowing the stained attire to fall to the
floor. "I'm just glad this day is finally over." She sighed, wincing at the
memory of standing over the stove all day, cooking the majority of the dishes,
slicing and dicing vegetables, preparing soups, tenderizing and cooking meats.
"My feet are killing me." She gasped, lifting her right foot from the floor and
rotating her ankle to ease the pressure.
Tiana opened her eyes, taking note that she wasn't the only occupant of her
room.
"Hey Tiana…hard day?" Greeted the siren like voice of Ariel, the former mermaid
was dressed in her pink nightgown with white frills, kneeling beside her bed.
"The worst yet." Tiana answered, stepping forward with a tired smile appearing
upon her face. "Although now I see that it might be about to get better." She
added as she turned and sat atop her bed, groaning as she took the weight off
her feet.
"Your feet hurt?" The redhead asked in a concerned tone as she shuffled closer
to the dark skinned princess, taking hold of her left foot carefully, cradling
it in her delicate hands.
"That and more." Her friend answered, sighing with relief as Ariel removed the
shoe and the cool air of her bedroom caressed her stocking clad, sweaty foot,
wiggling her toes as she felt her friend's soft fingers caress her hot heel,
the redhead shivering as she felt the hot, damp foot. "Today was one of my
hardest days yet."
Ariel nodded understandingly as she brought the warm black flat close to her
face, pressing the opening to her face and inhaling deeply. Immediately been
hit by the familiar strong, vinegary scent; burning her nostrils, causing her
to grind her legs together, moaning into the shoe, her cheeks becoming flushed
with arousal.
"Yeah I can…I can tell…" Ariel gasped between breaths, her blush deepening. She
reluctantly removed the flat from her face and placed it on the floor and
proceeded to remove the other one before pressing the warm shoe against her
face and sniffing it forcefully. "Really.…busy…hard…umm…day." Ariel moaned.
Tiana couldn't help but chuckle at her friend's antics, lightly shaking her
head, she had caught her smelling her shoes a few nights ago and this was
quickly becoming a common event for the two, and neither complained, Ariel got
feet and Tiana got some much deserved pampering.
"Don't get your panties wet yet." Tiana chucked, moving her left foot closer to
Ariel´s face, wiggling her sweaty toes at the redhead. "You still haven't
started."
Ariel smiled and lowered the shoe, carefully placing it beside the other before
taking a hold of the tired nylon clad foot in her hands, shivering as she felt
the hot, moist foot in her hands, oh how she wanted to shove her face into
those sweaty soles.
"Your feet are really hot today…" Ariel groaned, tracing her thumbs over the
soles before starting to knead and massage the foot. "You must have been on
them quite a lot today."
"Umm yeah….all day, order after order after order…umm yes…like that Ariel…" She
moaned as the redhead's magical fingers worked her sole expertly. "I swear it
was like they decided to give out free samples or something…"
Ariel sighed, moving closer to her friend's foot, applying more pressure into
her thumbs, eliciting positive groans of affirmation from her, spurring her on.
"You poor thing." Ariel sighed as she finally allowed herself to slide her nose
over the toes and took a deep sniff, breathing out through her nose, loving how
Tiana wiggled her toes, she loved feeling Ariel's breath between her toes, like
her own private summer breeze. "Let me help you cool off." She gasped,
continuing to inhale the delightfully acidic scent before taking the sweat
drenched toes into her mouth, sucking at the sweat soaked fabric and running
her tongue along the underside of the toes, gulping down copious amounts of
foot sweat.
"Ah Ariel." Tiana moaned, gasping sharply, the redhead's fingers worked
continued to work on her sole as her tongue slid round the sweaty digits,
poking at the gaps, as if trying to slide through the nylons.
Ariel continued to suck happily, her own neither regions growing slick and wet
at the taste, the scent and even the knowledge of what she was doing and the
feel of the foot.
"Oh yes…that's nice…" Tiana gasped, falling onto her back on the bed, her other
leg rising in pleasure. This only spurred the redhead on, releasing the toes
from her hot, wet mouth she began to slide her tongue over the salty sole,
slurping up the sweat and grime, licking it like a sweet lollipop before
dragging her tongue back up to the toes and taking the swollen digits back into
her mouth, gasping around them in her euphoria as she forcefully sucked them,
shivering as a fabric clad toenail scratched the top of her mouth, prompting
her to slide her tongue over the top of her mouth and then over the nail that
nipped her, circling it playfully with her tongue.
Ariel then nipped the fabric of the stockings between her teeth and lightly
pulled at it only to be stopped as Tiana´s other foot suddenly landed on her
face, lightly grinding itself against her face, staining it with the hot sweat
and grime of the foot, prompting more pleasurable shivers from the former
mermaid.
"Ah ah ah Ariel not this time." Said Tiana as she sat back up, wiggling her
index finger at the girl while continuing to rub her foot against Ariel´s face,
it was rather comfy actually. "These are my last and only pair that aren't full
of holes thanks to you and I would like to keep them that way." She giggled.
Ariel sent her an impish smile and slowly curled her fingers round Tiana's
ankle and moved the foot away from her face, resting it on her shoulder, before
rubbing her hands along Tiana's legs, reaching inside Tiana´s skirt where she
took hold of the hem of the clothing and began pull it down, peeling the
stoking back, over Tiana's leg, her ankle and finally her foot, falling onto
her rump as the clothing came free, her gaze moving to the now naked wiggling
toes, pressing the warm, damp fabric against her face she inhaled deeply,
trembling at the scent.
"Umm your last pair you say?...Well these will need a good clean after we
finish then." Ariel said with a playful wink to her friend before placing the
clothing in its assigned shoe and inching back over to her friend and taking
hold of the naked foot. "But first let's get this beauty nice clean." Ariel
said, Tiana giggled she could hear her friend's arousal in her breath as the
redhead pressed her face into the warm, moist sole and audibly sniffed
forcefully, her lips parting and allowing her tongue to dart out and glide over
sweaty sole, caressing and sliding her tongue between each and every wrinkle it
found along the divine sole, she was in heaven.
Tiana allowed a moan to escape her lips as Ariel worked her sole, the hot wet
tongue of the former mermaid felt so good on her hot, burning sole, her toes
moved and curled in synchrony with her pleasure.
Ariel slid her tongue up until it found the space between Tiana's big and
second toes and moving between them with expertise, enjoying the acidic taste
of a day's worth of sweat and grime. The taste sending shocks throughout
Ariel´s body and the redhead could feel her own panties growing wet.
"I must ummm say Ariel…I have been ummm waiting all day...oh yes like that….for
this." Tiana smiled. "All day standing there..ummm is worth it to have this
…umm waiting for me…ahhh."
The redhead's mouth opened, taking Tiana's plump, sweaty toes inside, sucking
and sliding her tongue over the toes, groaning at tastes, savouring them, the
salty, acidic flavour as she thoroughly cleaned her friend's hot toes. Forcibly
sucking and slurping up the sweat that saturated them and gulping it down until
they were clean and pruney.
Finally Ariel released the toes from her mouth, a small trail of saliva still
connecting her lips to the toes.
"Hmm nice and clean." Tiana praised as she flexed her foot, snapping the
strands of saliva before wiggling her toes as she admired them. "Thanks Ariel."
She turned her gaze onto her redheaded friend with a warm smile.
Ariel was breathing hard, her cheeks flushed with arousal, as her fingers
twitching as she tried harder to restrain herself from reaching down towards
her now sopping pussy and drenched panties.
"Hehehe stay with me Ariel…you still have the other one to clean." The dark
skinned girl grinned, lifting her other still stockinged foot towards the face
of her friend, wiggling her toes and wafting her vinegary scent towards Ariel's
petite nostrils, eliciting a small moan at the scent. "Although if you are
going to cum, please put something under you, I don't want to step in another
sticky puddle…last time I spent an entire day at work, my foot covered in your
cum."
Ariel blushed, trying not to smile as she recalled how good Tiana's feet tasted
that day having saturated in that glorious scent and her cum too; they were
delicious. Blushing at the reminder Ariel continued to lightly sniff at the
delectable scent of the still stockinged foot.
"Ah ah ah." Said Tiana, lowering and withdrawing her foot, much to Ariel's
dismay. "First finish the other before starting on the next one…and no dripping
on my floor please." Glancing towards Ariel's crotch with a sly smirk for
emphasis.
Looking at her friend with mocking anger Ariel grabbed the stocking in the
floor and slid it under her nightie and beneath her panty covered pussy.
"There, that'll fix it." She said, briefly crossing her arms before returning
to the bare foot and wrapping her lips around the still salty heel, sucking it,
grazing her teeth over it, eliciting pleasurable shivers from Tiana, her eyes
glowing with a lustful hunger, her tongue tracing circles over the heel before
sucking up the remaining sweat and saliva, the heel becoming wrinkly like the
toes, her lips leaving the heel and her tongue leading a trail up to the centre
of dark sole, Tiana shivering as her toes curled.
"Ariel!" Tiana cried as she was taken by surprise. As Ariel began to forcibly
suck on the moist sole, slurping up all the sweat, grime and saliva, swallowing
it down as Tiana trembled above her, breasts heaving, eyes closed tightly as
her cheeks burned, her own pussy joining Ariel's in pulsing with desire as she
fought the urge to pull her foot back from the former mermaid.
Ariel was making sure to not let an ounce of grime or droplet of sweat escape
her, her tongue worked as a sponge, drenching the sensitive skin of the sole,
slurping up and gulping down the delectable cocktail until the foot was
completely clean and pruned up. Ariel quickly descended back down to the heel,
sneakily drawing circles with her tongue again before pressing her lips against
the heel to suck again.
"I think that one's c-c-clean Ar-Ariel." Tiana stammered, slowly pulling her
bare, wrinkly, foot back.
"Hey I was enjoying that." Ariel moaned with a mock pout. "But still…" She eyed
the still clothed left foot.
"Go ahead." Encouraged Tiana; lifting her foot, brushing Ariel's chin with her
toes before pulling her foot back and hovering it in front of the former
mermaid's face, wiggling her toes. "Just try not to rush thing…as my husband
always says, enjoy the moment." She finished with a playful wink.
Ariel grinned, leaning in she bestowed Tiana's big toe with a kiss before
taking hold the moist foot and slender leg and starting to peel the stoking
back and off the foot, pressing it against her face, inhaling deeply, moaning
into the silky fabric before breathing out heavily and sliding it under her
pussy before snatching the other stocking and placing it with its sister to
ensure she didn't leave another puddle, no matter how good it made Tiana's foot
taste.
She leaned in, placing her nose against the bottom of the toes, lightly
sniffing, trembling at the scent as she tried to fit her nose between them,
briefly been rewarded by having her nose squeezed between the big and second
toe, followed by Tiana scrunching her toes against Ariel's face, the erotic
squelching sounds and sensations sending pleasure throughout Ariel's body. She
pulled back and gave each toe a shy kiss before dragging her nose down the
moist sole, inhaling the scent deeply, down to the ankle before returning to
the centre of the sole and inhaling deeply, her chest expanding as her lungs
filled with the scent of Tiana's stinky, sweaty foot.
"There you see? No need to rush." said Tiana moving slowly her free foot
towards Ariel thigh. "Just enjoy the moment." She finished softly with an
almost nurturing smile upon her face.
Taking the advice, Ariel slowly, rather timidly extended her tongue and started
to slowly lick the sole, dragging her tongue from the base of her heel, slowly
up, to the tip of her toes, eliciting small moans and giggles from Tiana. She
slid her tongue between Tiana's moist toes, groaning as the salty, vinegary
taste and slick feeling while eliciting small moans from Tiana as she twisted
her tongue in the small space, collecting all the grime, sweat and toe jam she
could find there, before moving onto the next gap.
Ariel decided that this taste was much too precious to not be savoured and made
to last, pulling back she proceeded to kiss her way back down to the centre of
the sole where she pressed her lips against the drenched sole, forcefully
sucking and slurping up the sweat, drinking it down, before descending towards
the heel.
"Oh yeah that's soooo good." Tiana moaned as her other foot come to rest on
Ariel´s leg while she pressed the other more firmly against Ariel's red face.
She smiled warmly at the redhead as she drew circles on the redhead´s leg with
her big toe, adding the former mermaid's pleasure.
Ariel moaned as her tongue danced over the heel, cleaning it thoroughly,
sending Tiana's tired foot into a state of utter bliss, finally with a last
lick the heel was clean and even possessed a clean sheen from the saliva.
The mermaid licked her lips, savouring the last remanences of the grime and
sweat from the heel, before leaning in close and bestowing a chaste peck on the
newly cleaned heel. Tiana giggled at both the feeling and the site of her
friend kissing her heel after so thoroughly cleaning it. Ariel moved her tongue
from the hardened flesh of the heel to the delicate sole. Ariel repeated her
attempts on the sole, treating it like one big popsicle; much to the Tiana's
amusement who simply relaxed and enjoyed the sensations of Ariel taking care of
her foot while her other foot managed to move aside the cloth of the pink
nightgown, revealing the pale skin of her beautiful legs, as well as a glimpse
of her soaked panties. Ariel shuddered and pressed her face against the sole,
pressing her lips firmly against the surface and sucking, slurping up the
acidic sweat, moaning at the taste and into the moist sole.
Finally the last of the grime disappeared into Ariel's mouth and down her
throat and the former mermaid bestowed another light kiss on Tiana's foot, this
time on her beautiful sole.
"Hehehe I still don't get why you do that." Giggled Tiana; not that she didn't
love how it felt.
"Guess you could say it's like a thank you…every time I go close to the end I
thank you for the experience, and I like kissing them." Ariel said with a light
blush.
"Oh, but still there is something you can do after the end." Said Tiana with a
mischievous smirk upon her face and with a single rapid movement, her foot slid
from Ariel's leg and dived beneath the nighty, her big toe slamming into the
hot wet centre of Ariel's soaked panties, with just enough force to cause the
panties to dip inside her pussy, causing the girl cry out in pleasure, throwing
her head back and slightly inching her hips against the toe. "I knew you were
wet but I didn't think you were this wet." Giggled the dark haired girl as she
proceeded to maintain pressure and trace circles over the covered pussy.
"T...Tiana…ahhh…wait that will...ah…ummm ahhh." Ariel moaned, her pleasure
spiking and reaching her limits.
"That will what?" Ask Tiana with false innocence, trying and failing to hold
back her laughter. "I think you better concentrate...my toes are still all
dirty and stinky." She teased, loving how the girl squirmed at her words and
movements, her other foot shot forwards, pushing her toes into Ariel´s mouth as
she moaned, drumming her toes against the redhead's tongue, muffling her moans
and cries as she continued to tease her.
Tiana´s toes continued to drum against the inside of Ariel´s mouth, filling the
redhead's mouth with her acidic vinegary flavour, while the toe against her
pussy increased its pressure and continued to sink in a little deeper into the
redhead's pink panty clad pussy as it drew its circles, sending bursts of
pleasure through her body. The formed mermaid moaned, releasing muffled cries,
her pussy throbbing as she pushed out her breast, her heart pounding in her
chest as she felt herself approaching her limit
"That's it Ariel, let's see if you can finish cleaning my stinky toes before
you dirty my other toes." Tiana teased, moving her other toes as to force the
pink, drenched and rather sticky cloth aside to allow her big toe direct access
to the drooling, throbbing cunt of the redhead.
Ariel cried out in pleasure, taking more of Tiana's foot into her mouth as her
tongue slid into the gaps of the toes and the tip of her tongue dipping into
any wrinkle she found, savouring their divine vinegary taste as it filled her
mouth as she started to suck on them rather forcefully .
"Ah that's good Ariel...just a bit more...ummm…" Tiana moaned, enjoying the
euphoric sensation of Ariel sucking on her foot, as her big toe began to sink
inside the wet folds of the redhead's hungry pussy.
This proved to be too much for the former mermaid.
As she released one last muffled cry of pleasure, swallowing some of the sweat
in her mouth while some mixed with her saliva slithered down her chin, drooling
down onto her nightie, claiming one last harsh suck on Tiana's toes, she
released the foot, crying out as her pussy exploded in ecstasy, cum erupting
from her pussy and soaking Tiana's toes as well as forming a white, hot, gooey
puddle on the stockings.
Tiana lifted her foot, admiring Ariel´s work as her friend recovered from her
orgasm, breathing heavily.
"Well I have to say my feet feel worlds better Ariel…and you manage to get them
clean before you…released." She finished with a smile. Her eyes fell onto her
other foot, still resting beneath the nightie, her toes covered in Ariel's
sticky cum. "Although we still may have to work on not making a mess." She
giggled, lifting her foot, wiggling her toes in front of Ariel's face, strings
of cum connecting her toes, most of her toenails while, eliciting a guilty
smile from Ariel, Tiana extended her foot and proceeded to wipe her toes clean
of the cum on the red hair of her friend causing the former mermaid to tremble
with pleasure, she loved when Tiana wiped her foot sweat on her hair and her
doing it with her cum was even hotter.
"Ah ah...that was…ugh incredible." Ariel breathed with a big smile on her face
with a somewhat dazed expression. "You could have warmed me"
"Where's the fun in that?" Winked Tiana before releasing a large yawn and
tiredly rubbing her eyes tiredly.
"I think this day was a bit too much for you?" Ariel sighed, taking in the
state of her friend. "Why don't you get some sleep and I can…I can take care of
your shoes in my room."
"Anything to be alone with my shoes." Tiana smirked, causing Ariel's to blush
to spread and darken. The dark skinned princess stood from her bed and
stretched her arms over her head and lifting herself onto her toes, groaning
tiredly. "Oh that's better…I'm definitely done for the day…and night." She
unbuttoned the top of her uniform dress and proceeded to slowly pull the work
attire of head before allowing it to fall to the floor, leaving her in her
yellow-brown, lacy panties, and her perky breasts bound by a matching lacy bra,
giving Ariel a playful wink and a small smile.
"Go ahead, take my stinky work shoes and my stockings and…give them a good
clean." She winked again before stepping towards her private bathroom, her work
schedule granting her that certain privilege. "But make sure you bring them
back before morning, I don't want to walk all the way to your room to look for
them…again, especially when I'm in a hurry to get to work…just leave them and
my stockings outside my door." And with that she opened the door to her
bathroom, briefly pausing to reach back and unclip her bra before tossing it
back to where her other clothes lay, her breasts bouncing slightly before she
proceeded to enter the bathroom, giving Ariel one last wink before closing the
door behind her.
Grinning cheekily Ariel stood up, stumbling a little, and collecting the still
sweaty stockings from the floor, now covered in her cum, she glanced down at
the floor, her grin widening.
"See no stain this time!" Ariel called only to be answered by the door opening,
and Tiana´s panties been thrown at her, hitting her in the face before falling
to the floor, the door closed again. Giggling Ariel collected the shoes,
squirming in place as she eyed the shoes, noting the damp insoles with a very
visible imprint of Tiana's sole, the toe section almost completely worn away.
Her grin widening Ariel turned and began to make her way out of the room as she
heard the shower start to run.
***** Happy Halloween 2017 *****
A/N This is a Halloween special, it's purpose is to both disturb and arouse
Blood Lust
Characters: Cinderella, Pocahontas, Elsa, Rapunzel, Lady Tremaine, Anastasia,
Drizella, Maleficent
Categories: Cinderella, Pocahontas, Frozen, Tangled, Sleeping Beauty
Contains: Femslash, Vampires, Catgirls, Slavery, Blood, Transformation, Femdom,
Human Doormat, Sadistic, Stripping, Hypnosis, Furry, Blood Drinking,
Torture, Death
Original Title: Bloody Vengeance
Co-Written with DarkRissing
Started: 30/10/2016
Finished: 14/10/2017
Cinderella was stood in her room, brushing out her hair, her gaze captivated by
the mirror of her dresser, attired as a vampire for the ball that evening.
Meanwhile just adjacent to the mansion, that housed the princesses, was yet
another mansion, one homed only to the villainesses of their worlds. Unlike the
princesses' mansion this place lacked all semblance and joy and happiness, the
garden was unkempt and filled with rubble and broken statues, the building
itself covered in cobwebs with an eternal storm brewing over it giving it a
gothic feel to it.
Within this horrific mansion, on the top floor, within her room stood
Maleficent; the dark sorceress eternally attired in her dark cloak, hiding her
feminine physique, demonic horns atop her head with eerie green flesh with her
dark sceptre in hand paced her…room. Her room was unlike that of her fellow
villains consisted mostly of a dungeon with numerous torturing devices; her
queen sized four-poster bed in the centre of it all, with an empty aquarium and
habitat resting against the west wall atop an old wooden shelf.
Her gaze was captivated by the glowing orb of her sceptre, her emerald magic
swirling within it, generating images of the ball taking place across the road.
It irritated her how happy the princesses were, despite all their attempts, all
their schemes and dark deeds they had emerged almost unscathed. Maleficent
chewed her lower lip.
"Perhaps it's time I reminded these princesses just why we are to be feared?"
She mused to herself, waving her hand over the orb half-heartedly, it briefly
glowed with a dark aura, dimming and vanishing as quickly as it appeared,
Maleficent smirked.
The ballroom of the princess mansion soon filled with screams, Rapunzel, the
fair skinned girl wore a dirndl (1) with a longer skirt with a purple theme and
pink accent, consisting of a lavender corset top laced with a pink ribbon, the
skirt decorated with swirling and floral designs, in pink, dark purple and
white, with w white petticoat beneath her sleeves at the top are puffed and
striped with pink and lavender. She pinned herself against the door, her hand
sneaking down to the handle.
Her gaze was locked on the display before her, heart pounding within her chest.
The costumed girls screamed in pain as their physical forms slowly altered, the
sound of bones twisting and cracking soon joining the screams. Rapunzel watched
as Belle's screams turned into howls as became the werewolf she dressed as, she
watched as Jasmine disappeared into a cloud of smoke into a glass bottle atop
the nearby table, blanketed in white linen.
She pulled the handle down, the door gave way behind her and she soon found
herself crashing onto the floor. Feral eyes locked on her, the blonde gasped,
stumbling to her feet she slammed the door shut, glancing to the suits of
armour on either side of the door, taking the sword from the left before using
it to lock the door shut.
"Nyah."
Rapunzel froze; her entire form stiffening.
"Nyah, Nyah."
She slowly turned, she pinned herself back against the door, gasping. As before
her, sat on all fours was Elsa, her once ice cat ears were now real, furry
and…twitchy, her light blue tail curling and waving behind her, patches of blue
fur on her cheeks, backs of her hands, tops of her feet and over her intimate
areas, peaking out past her dress, her once blunt finger nails now rather sharp
claws, her eyes now slit and feral.
The Catgirl crawled over. Rapunzel pressed herself against the door, closing
her eyes and tilting her head back. The blonde flinched when she felt a
something furry curl around her leg and a light tug on her hair. Her eyes
opened.
The feline queen's tail was curled around her leg and she was pawing at her
hair with childish interest, seeming rather fond of playing with it.
A small smile braced Rapunzel's lips. She hesitantly extended her hand and
lightly petted Elsa's head, the furry ears pushed back as she leaned into the
hand, purring.
"Aw you're so adorable." Rapunzel squeaked.
Meanwhile down the corridor the sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the
hall, as Pocahontas, clothed in her tribal attire, her mother's necklace around
her neck. She ran down the hall, her strides wide and forceful as she called
upon the spirits of the wind. She had to get away.
A strong grip encased her wrist and with a forceful yank she lost her footing,
falling to her knees, wincing at the impact. Her wrist was twisted upwards; she
arched her back, gasping her pain. Her gaze was filled with the form of her
attacker, her once blonde hair now home to dark streaks, once plastic fangs now
bone, plastic contacts glowing with a feral hunger.
"Cin…" her voice died as she felt a sensation akin to two needles piercing the
tender flesh of her neck, she felt herself grow weaker as her blood began to
leave her body. Pleasure began to pulsate from the bite, growing more intense
for every drop that left her; the screams of the native soon became moans as
she found herself leaning into her attacker.
Cinderella groaned into Pocahontas' neck, she felt her pulse start to slow and
pulled away, arching her back as she swallowed the last of the blood in her
mouth, the blood coating her lips shimmering. She turned her gaze to her
victim; she lay limp in her arms.
The vampiress brought her wrist to her mouth, wincing as she pierced the thin
flesh with her fangs, blood pooled out, she pressed the wound to Pocahontas'
lips, she smirked when she felt the native gulp down her blood as it poured
into her mouth.
Cinderella's smirk only grew as she felt Pocahontas' gulps become more
forceful. When she snatched her wrist back the native actually whimpered. The
vampiress captured her victim's gaze with her own, her eyes lightly
illuminating with her unholy power.
"Now sleep my child, sleep now and when you awake you shall join me." She
chuckled, Pocahontas' eyes grew heavy and she soon found herself falling to the
floor, her world going dark as the blood consumed set about to its work.
Cinderella's smirk never faltered.
Meanwhile, Elsa was currently laid on her back, paws bent upwards; purring as
Rapunzel lightly teased the fur on her stomach and scratched her behind her
feline ears, occasionally twitching from the ministrations.
"Aw you're so adorable." Rapunzel cooed.
"Nyah." The blonde giggled, glad that if anyone had gotten out of the ballroom
it had been this little kitten, she didn't know what she would have done if
Belle or any of the others dressed as actual monsters had gotten out. Elsa
pushed her furry head into a pool of Elsa's hair, surrounding herself in the
delightful scent. Rapunzel went rigid, thoughts racing behind her verdant eyes.
Her gaze slowly turned to land on her golden locks.
"Could it be possible…" she murmured.
"Nyah?" The blonde's gaze returned the Neko, now sat on her hide legs with her
head tilted to one side, the Rapunzel's golden locks running over the top of
her head, like a wig, with her fluffy blue ears pointing out, twitching.
A small smile graced Rapunzel's lips. "Well, it's worth a shot."
"Flower gleam and glow,
Let your powers shine."
A familiar warmth flooded Rapunzel's being, the hair atop her head starting to
glow, travelling along and down the river of hair.
"Make the clock reverse,
Bring back what once was mine."
Elsa shivered as the hair atop her head started to glow, her innocent gaze
captivated by enchanted hair.
"Heal what has been hurt,
Change the Fates design."
Elsa groaned, arching her back, releasing a small cry of pain as the healing
magic began to seep in.
"Change the Fates design,
Save what has been lost,
Bring back…ahh"
The song stopped, the sound of Rapunzel's high pitched scream filled the air.
Elsa leapt back, standing on her hind legs, subconsciously taking on an
aggressive stance, her icy eyes briefly reverting to their slit nature as
Rapunzel dived to the floor, her palm pressed against her cheek, a hot liquid
seeping out and staining her unmarred flesh.
The blonde slowly turned her fearful gaze to her attacker. Her whole body
shaking, innocent green eyes met psychotic red. The blonde pushed herself back,
dragging herself on the floor, Cinderella's gaze briefly lingered on the blonde
before turning to face her more threatening prey.
"Cinderella, what nyah are you nyah doing?" Elsa spat, her feline ears lightly
twitching, her eyes becoming slit as she struggled to remain in control, the
spell once again rearing its head, she need Rapunzel to finish her song, but
while Cinderella was here that wasn't going to be an easy task.
"Hunting." The vampiress smirked, vanishing from sight just as the wall where
she once stood was covered in a thick layer of ice. "Now is that anyway to
treat an old friend?"
Elsa stiffened as she heard the mocking whisper in her feline ears. She slowly
turned to see Cinderella over her shoulder, less than an inch away from her.
Her heart skipped a beat. Cinderella pressed her face into Elsa's neck,
strongly inhaling her scent.
"Oh Elsa, you smell so good." Cinderella groaned.
Elsa span round, her clawed paw shooting up, she slashed where the vampiress
stood. She was gone.
"Too slow dear." Cinderella giggled into Elsa's other ear.
The platinum maned Neko struck out again and again only to swipe and claw at
thin air as Cinderella danced around her, giggling, mocking; playing with her.
She spared a glance for Rapunzel, she was too close, if she had fled Elsa could
freeze the hall way then it would be impossible for the vampiress to dodge her.
Why was the blonde still sprawled on the floor? Why hadn't she run? She could
handle herself, she had ice powers; Rapunzel can't defend herself. Why didn't
she run?
Rapunzel's gaze was locked on the duo. She couldn't move. She couldn't tear her
gaze away from the Vampire and the Neko as they battled one another. That is
until she felt a slight tug, her gaze turned to the source. Cinderella had
stood on her hair, the blonde soon noted her hair was sprawled over most of the
corridor. The blonde's eyes widened, inspiration striking her.
Her lips parted, her voice a tiny whisper, she began to sing.
"Flower gleam and glow,
Let your powers shine."
The hair atop her scalp began to glow, the golden glow quickly spreading.
"Make the clock reverse,
Bring back what once was mine."
The glow became more rapid. The light caught the gaze of the vampiress,
Cinderella froze, barley crying out as the Neko tore open her flesh, her claws
finally catching her cheek. A low growl echoed in the vampiress' throat.
"Heal what has been hurt,
Change the Fates desi…"
The whispered song vanished into a strangled gurgle as Cinderella appeared
behind the blonde and sank her fangs into her slender neck, forcefully sucking
her blood, glowing locks pooling beneath her. The cuts on her cheek closed but
whether it was from the blood she drank or the hair of her victim was anyone's
guess.
"Design,
Save what has been lost,
Bring back…"
Her voice grew harsher, coarser as she felt herself grow weaker, her voice died
and with it so did the light of her hair.
Elsa leapt at Cinderella only to be slammed into by a heavy object. The Neko
soon found herself pinned under a powerful force, her gaze turned to the
source. Her eyes widened as her own icy gaze met another set of bloodlust
fuelled crimson. Pocahontas straddled her, pinning her arms to the floor, palms
facing upwards.
"Cinderella nyah, got you too nyah!" She gasped out, the native merely smirked,
showing off her pearlescent fangs.
Elsa glanced back to Rapunzel; the blonde was now releasing small groans and
leaning into the vampiress, her once youthful complexion, glowing with health
now so pale and weak, so fragile. She needed to get out of here. She turned her
gaze back to Pocahontas, smirking, revealing her own fangs as she released a
powerful blast of her winter powers into Pocahontas' face.
The chief's daughter flew back, landing on her back with a loud thud, eyelids
frozen shut, hissing in pain. Elsa leapt to her feet, spinning on her heel with
feline grace, she took off running down the hall. Her speed, it was unlike
anything she'd felt before, her movements were fluid, graceful and calculated
as well as being faster than she'd ever been before.
Cinderella's scarlet glare locked on the direction the Neko had fled, glancing
back to Pocahontas, the native struggling to raise herself to all fours,
looking round in all directions frantically, blinded by the ice.
'Don't let her get away! Bring her back to me!" Cinderella screamed mentally.
Pocahontas froze. All forms of panic ceasing. She focused on her hearing,
scanning the environment around her. She heard everything, the accelerated
thumping of Rapunzel's heart as she was subjected to the pleasure of her
mistress draining her blood; she heard the blood of the blonde pool in her
mistress' mouth as it flowed down her throat. She heard the growling and
battling of the creatures within the hall. Then she heard it. The heavy foot
falls of the snowy Neko. She locked on her. Her eyes snapped open, shattering
the ice, her irises glowing with scarlet fury, she flitted down the hall.
Everything around her became a blur and all too soon did she happen upon the
fleeing Neko, the feline's ears barley even twitched as Pocahontas decked her
legs out from under her before slamming her into the ground, driving her down
hard by slamming her palm against her head. The Neko was out before she even
hit the ground, a profound bruise forming on the front and back of her head, a
small shallow cut opening as the effects of concussion set in.
Pocahontas eyed the small cut on the side of Elsa's temple hungrily but she
dared not taste her mistress' prey, no matter how her throat burned with the
thirst. She gathered up the Neko in her arms and flitted back in the direction
of her mistress.
Cinderella released Rapunzel's neck, licking the traces of blood from her lips,
relishing in the divine taste of magic infused blood. She brought her wrist to
her mouth, she tore into it with feral animosity before forcing the wound to
Rapunzel's lips; the hot liquid quickly filled the blonde's mouth.
She felt so weak, so tired, so thirsty Rapunzel couldn't help but gulp down the
substance that pooled within her mouth, the bitter metallic taste filled her
mind but she couldn't stop, she wanted to stop but she couldn't, she drank it
down hungrily. Even whining when the source was taken away only to be overcome
by fatigue. Her eyelids grew heavy, a voice echoed throughout her mind.
"Sleep my child."
Who's voice it was, was unknown to the blonde. All she knew was that it was so
soothing, so soft, she found herself lost in the voice, feeling eager to obey
it.
"When you awake you shall join us."
She succumbed to the darkness and lost herself to the world of dreams. Her mind
filled with images of night, blood, screams and her mistress. Her mistress was
her world now and would always be.
Cinderella laid Rapunzel on the ground like a mother would lay her child in
their crib. She glanced up when she sensed the arrival of Pocahontas; the
tribal vampiress cradled an unconscious Neko Elsa against her breast. She spied
the small cut.
"You have done well my child, to resist feeding."
"Thank you my lady." Pocahontas' replied with a bow of her head, dropping to
one knee as she extended her arms, offering the unconscious Neko to her
mistress.
Cinderella gathered Elsa up in her arms, ensuring her head tilted back,
exposing the pale flesh of her neck, small blue hairs blanketed it but
Cinderella could still see it and the fur would be a poor defence against her
fangs.
"Welcome to the family kitty." Cinderella giggled as she buried her fangs into
Elsa's neck, the Neko cried out in her slumber but didn't wake, though soon low
moans and groans escaped the Neko's lips as she buried herself into Cinderella,
even going so far as to grind her breasts against the vampiress, her pointed
nipples very apparent.
She glanced towards Rapunzel, the blonde laid peacefully on the ground, deep in
the realm of slumber, groaning every so often.
"Pick her up Pocahontas, it's time we retire to my room…and we can proceed with
the ritual." Cinderella instructed softly, the native vampiress nodded,
stooping low she carefully took hold of Rapunzel's waist. She began to rotate
the unconscious girl in her arms, the enchanted locks of the princess slowly
binding round her waist until she was entirely encased in her own hair.
Pocahontas rose to her feet, cradling Rapunzel against chest before proceeding
to follow her mistress as they made their way back to her room.
XXX
The room itself war dark, cerulean blackout curtains preventing even the
slightest glint of moonlight from entering the room, not that, that deterred
the demons that occupied it. The quartet of vampires could clearly see every
detail of the room, from the four-poster bed with sky blue curtains, to the
coarse sapphire carpet, the white dresser and large mirror beside a matching
wardrobe.
Cinderella stood before her victims, carrying herself with regal posture. The
trio stood opposite her, lined up aside one another, Pocahontas on the left and
Elsa on the right with Rapunzel in the middle, each one with their eyes closed
and heads bowed.
"Are you ready to give of yourself to me?" Cinderella asked, her gaze landing
on her first victim, her fingers tapping against the side of a golden goblet
she'd liberated from the kitchen, half filled with red wine.
"I am my lady." Pocahontas answered without hesitation.
"Then give of yourself." Cinderella thrusted the goblet towards the native,
Pocahontas carefully took the goblet and hovered her wrist over it, extending
her clawed index finger; she began to trace it over the tender flesh, a crimson
line quickly following in its wake.
"I give of myself, my blood, my life, my very essence." The blood dribbled into
the wine, eagerly mixing with the scarlet substance. The goblet was returned to
Cinderella, Pocahontas lifted her wrist to her lips, her tongue slithered out
and traced over the cute, cleaning the wasted blood as the cut quickly closed
back up. A low groan echoed throughout Pocahontas' throat as she swallowed the
few drops of blood she had rescued.
Cinderella turned to face Rapunzel, once green eyes met Cinderella's. "Are you
ready to give of yourself to me?"
"I am ready." Rapunzel required, hesitating but a moment and once again the
goblet was extended towards the vampire in question.
"Then give of yourself child."
The blonde took hold of the goblet hesitantly, she brought the pointed nail of
her index finger to her wrist, pausing and swallowing, she began to drag her
claw down her wrist, tearing through the flesh with ease, briefly wincing at
the pain before quickly holding the wound over the cup, her gaze captivated by
the blood dripping from her wrist.
"I…I give of myself…my bl…blood, my life and essence."
Once again Cinderella reclaimed the goblet, allowing Rapunzel to lightly suck
on her wrist to ease the pain at first but all too soon did she find herself
drawn to the sweet taste of the warm liquid leaking out of her, the wound
swiftly closing, much to Rapunzel's disappointment.
Cinderella turned to Face Elsa. The Neko's ears perked when the gaze of her
mistress landed on her, the Neko's eyes snapped open, her pupils briefly
slitting before reverting back to their natural circular form.
"And are you ready to give of yourself to me?" the goblet was handed to Elsa.
"I am ready." Elsa's tone was strict, controlled as she held the gaze of the
one to sire her.
"Then give of yourself."
Elsa nodded; she held the goblet against her chest, extending her furry, clawed
index finger to her wrist before slicing her wrist without hesitation nor a
wince of discomfort, she hovered it over the goblet allowing her blood to join
with the others.
"I give of myself, my blood, my life and essence to you."
Cinderella once again retrieved the goblet, her mouth salivating at the scent
of blood mixed with wine. Elsa lightly sucked on her stained claw before
running her feline tongue over the marred fur and cut, cleaning herself as her
body swiftly healed.
Cinderella brought her own wrist to her mouth, her fangs piercing the flesh and
tearing the flesh away before covering it over the goblet, her blood pouring
into the goblet, her smirk revealing her blood-lined fangs, her blood smeared
round her lips.
"As you have given of yourself to me I too give of myself to you." Once enough
was spilled she retracted her wrist, and held out the goblet "Just as you have
given unto me, I give unto you my blood, my life and essence."
Pocahontas retook the goblet in her grasp; she raised it to her lips and
lightly sipped at it. She savoured the rich mixture of wine and blood,
resisting the urge to moan as the blood slid down her throat with ease. She
passed the goblet to Rapunzel who too took a swig of the mixture, a touch more
than Pocahontas, childishly gulping her portion rather than savouring it. When
Elsa received the goblet she savoured every drop as it passed her lips and when
her turn was done she handed it back to Cinderella who drained the last of its
contents before placing it on her dresser, lips still stained with the mixture.
"And thus we are one, bound eternally by blood in unholy matrimony." Cinderella
leaned in, bestowing each of her 'victims' a kiss upon their lips.
Rapunzel licked her lips after Cinderella pulled away and moved onto Elsa, the
blonde swallowed, her lips tingling from the light sensation from Cinderella's
lips. The simmering burn in her throat growing, the taste of blood and wine
still fresh on Cinderella's lips. A low heat building within her loins, she
flexed her fingers at her side, her instincts screaming.
"Rapunzel?" the blonde glanced up, meeting Cinderella's gaze, the vampiress'
tone was so soft, it sent chills through her spine, "What's wrong?"
"Thirsty." Her throat grew harsher, Cinderella's expression softened further.
"Then let us go sate your thirst." A small smirk spread across Cinderella's
face, her irises illuminating with a bloody sheen.
XXX
Within the mansion filled with villainesses. In dim room, a few candles the
only source of light, the curtains drawn, two single beds, the one on the left
with lime green silk sheets while the other coated with purple silk sheets, a
small set of draws separating them. Two oak wardrobes stood on either side of
the window with a single dresser against the north facing wall, where four lit
candles rested.
Drizella, the fair skinned girl competed with her sister for the single mirror
atop the dresser, admiring her beauty, how her black eyes contrasted with her
shoulder-length dark brown locks, bound by a sky blue ribbon. She wore a ball
gown of chartreuse and light green short-sleeved dress with matching yellow
flats. Anastasia fought back for the mirror, she was fair skinned with long red
hair, tied in several ringlets and has a golden hairclip, with black eyes like
her sister, her own ball gown made up of different shades of pink and magenta
with short sleeves with matching purple flats.
"I'm telling you now Anastasia, if Hades turns up, he's mine." Drizella stated
as she brushed her hands over her dress.
"Fine, but Hans is mine." Anastasia huffed, their glaring gazes met, with one
final 'humph' they turned and headed towards the door.
XXX
Outside, in the shadows cast by the night four sets of scarlet eyes glowed. The
four vampiresses clung to the walls of an alley, waiting for their meal ticket
to happen along. They didn't have long to wait as Anastasia and Drizella began
to strut passed the alley, heading to their own Halloween Ball.
A single arm shot out of the darkness, ensnaring Anastasia's wrist before
yanking her into the shadows, her startled scream filling the air only to be
silenced when Cinderella's bloody irises shifted to a golden hue. The redhead
was drawn in by the gaze, silently wavering as she found herself being put
under the influence of her attacker.
"Anastasia?" came the worried call of Drizella, a few paces back from the
alley.
"I'm fine Drizella, come give me a hand." Anastasia answered, her tone akin to
one lost with the fairies, in a daze of their own. Her sister huffed and
strutted over to the alley.
"Honestly, I don't know why I put up with you." She sneered. No sooner had she
stepped into the shadows were her wrists snatched behind her, held in an iron
grip before a being of immense strength forced her to her knees.
"How fitting, to have you kneeling before me after everything you put me
through." Cinderella sneered as she stepped into the dim light from beyond the
alley, Drizella's eyes widened as she looked up at her stepsister.
"Cinderella? What…?" she fell silent when she was met the golden hue that
placed Anastasia into her daze.
"Two down, one to go, Drizella may I please enter your lovely home…and in
return I'll ensure your last moments are spent in ecstasy before you move to
being tonight's meal."
"You may enter my home mistress." Drizella answered in a daze, Cinderella's
smirk grew, becoming almost psychotic.
"You heard her girls, let us go and retrieve the final dish."
Pocahontas released Drizella, stepping aside as she allowed Cinderella to lead
the way to the villainess abode, her stepsisters following behind her, followed
by the new-born vampires.
XXX
On the top floor of the mansion, at the end of the hall, a fat cat carved into
the upper centre of an oak door stood guard. Within the room was a single four
poster, queen-sized bed, a dark mahogany dresser rested against the wall with a
wardrobe at its side. Within the bed lay Lady Tremaine herself, attired in a
dark maroon nightie, waiting for slumber to slowly take her.
A polite knock echoed throughout the room.
"Enter." She called; her tone one of mild annoyance. The door opened and
Cinderella stepped, there was a flicker of movement behind her but she didn't
catch it.
"Cinderella? What are you…"
"Silence." Lady Tremaine was shocked, the authority her stepdaughter's voice
carried silencing her. The older woman watched the blonde as she strolled about
the room, each movement deliberate and predatory, the hunger within her eyes
made Lady Tremaine uneasy.
"For half of my life you treated me like a slave, you took every possible
chance you had to make me miserable and when the tiniest chance of happiness
came you tried to destroy, denying me my chance to go to the ball, tearing my
mother's dress and then shattering the glass slipper." Cinderella continued to
circle the room, doubling back on herself when she met the wall.
Lady Tremaine offered no reply.
"Well, tonight I'm going to ensure you regret every second of what you did to
me." Cinderella hissed, she snapped her fingers and the door opened again and
this time Anastasia entered, followed by Drizella, then Pocahontas, Rapunzel
and Elsa.
"What do you mean?"
Cinderella turned to face her stepsisters before nodding towards their mother.
They each nodded and started making their way towards the older woman.
"Girls? What are you doing?" neither answered, simply approaching her from
either side of the bed. They each took hold of their mother's arms and began to
drag her over her quilt and towards the end of her bed, deaf to her protests.
Cinderella waved her hand towards the door, it slammed shut. She approached the
grey haired woman; her eyes glowing with blood lust as she felt her fangs press
against her lower lip, oh was she going to enjoy this.
Lady Tremaine audibly gasped when she caught sight of the pearlescent fangs.
Cinderella stepped forward, lifting her foot and resting it on the edge of her
stepmother's bed before leaning in, making eye contact.
"Now stepmother, I'm going to play with you until you beg me for your death."
The smirk atop her face sent shivers of fear coursing through the elder woman
"Now bow to me."
Lady Tremaine did nothing. She merely continued to stare into her
stepdaughter's gaze. Her heart hammered within her chest. "Bow." Her tone was
controlled and firm, but even Lady Tremaine could hear the clear threat. Still
the woman failed to move, she cried out as an intense pressure was placed on
her arms as her own daughters forced her head to bow, swiftly followed by her
entire upper body.
Her gaze was torn from the blonde before her and filled with the site of
Cinderella's black high-heeled shoe.
"Years of my life, lost because of you and those things you dare call
daughters!" Spat Cinderella, venom filling her tone. "All those years I had to
suffer…I still remember one of the first times you decided to make me the maid
of my own household." She continued. "I was exhausted after having spent the
day cleaning the entirety of the living room and I was having troubles with a
mess that your satanic cat had made for me and you said something to me…" She
paused, gaining a pensive expression. "How did it go again? ..Ah yes, that I
had to scrub even harder unless I wanted to be on the receiving end of your
cane." And without a second thought Cinderella lifted her right foot and
proceeded stomp hard upon her stepmother's right hand.
Lady Tremaine's high pitched pained scream filled the room, soon joined by the
cruel laughter of the Vampiress as she forced the sharp heel of her shoe to dig
deeper into the back of her stepmother's hand, even proceeding to twist and
grind her heel, blood soon starting to ooze out from beneath the heel, pooling
around it hard and slow on the back of her hand and coating the heel in a
scarlet sheen.
"Oh yes I screamed like that too…" She continued as if thinking back on the
event as she spoke, making sure to twist her heel as she continued press even
harsher into the back of her stepmother´s hand. "After all I was still such a
small child, I screamed as much as my lungs would allow, only for you to punish
me for screaming." Blood spurted from the wound. "But you didn't stop not until
I basically begged you and asked for forgiveness for something I couldn't
help." Another sharp twist and Tremaine could feel the heel tearing through her
skin, the bones of her hand beginning to break beneath the pressure. "Now do
you think that was fair?" She asked the screaming woman with another twist of
her heel, making sure to impale the hand and nail it to the floor with her heel
as her heel tore through the appendage and her bloody sharp heel slammed into
the floor, her stepmother's blood coating her shoe.
The screams of the woman intensified in a way that it would be a surprise if
the entire mansion didn't hear them, though practically everyone was already
out of the mansion at their own parties so the mansion was more or less empty.
For Cinderella the pained, terrified screams were music to her ears, she
smiled, groaning slightly as she savoured the sounds of the screams as she
proceeded to pull back her foot, as if scraping the blood from it, tearing
through the hand before erupting between Tremaines second and middle finger,
relishing in the screams as blood erupted from the hand, rapidly pooling on the
floor to a point that Cinderella found herself stood in a shallow pool of
tainted blood as it continued to gush from the hand.
"Oh no." Suddenly sounded the mockingly, distressed voice of Cinderella. "What
a disaster." Tremaine looked up through tear stained eyes, her breath catching
in her throat as she struggled to silence her pained screams, to see Cinderella
looking down at her shoes with an expression of mock horror. "My shoes got all
bloody…and they were brand new…such a disaster." She turned her gaze on
Tremaine. "Don't you think?" She asked in a sickly sweet tone, flashing her
fangs to emphasis her statement.
Tremaine trembled as her mind struggled to process the sudden dark attitude of
her stepdaughter; she looked in horror as the pain numbed her near split hand,
her skin tissue where shredded by her stepdaughter's heel, allowing the thick,
hot red liquid flood out. In her shock she move her hand to her and try to sit,
only to be stopped as Cinderella's left foot suddenly crashed atop over her
head sending her to the floor again, landing on her back with a pained cry,
feeling a harsh bruise forming atop her forehead.
"And where you think you are going?" The blonde vampiress asked as she
proceeded to press her foot over her stepmother´s head, relishing at the pained
expression. "I don't remember giving you permission to rise." She taunted,
licking at her fangs in a sickly yet erotic fashion as she eyed her prey.
Tremaine was in shock as an intense pain shoot through her head, she could feel
her own forehead practically open itself at impact with the floor as the blood
stream from the wound to her check and from there it drop to the floor. The
pressure on her head was nearing in crushing her skull like an egg as the
pointed heel slowly began to dig itself into her flesh as the other one had the
back of her hand.
"Oh now look what you've gone and done." She managed to hear the vampiress over
the growing pain. "Now both of my shoes are dirty with your tainted blood." The
stepmother practically choking herself with a scream of pain while trying to
inhale sharply as she could feel the heel burrowing itself into her head. "You
know this would usually be the part where you order me to clean the mess that
was clearly not my fault, that you made." She began to increase the pressure
upon Tremaine's head, the older woman was sure she was going to die right
there, beneath her stepdaughter's bloody shoe.
"But I'm not...and lucky for you, I know how to show mercy." And with that
Cinderella moved her heel from the head of her stepmother, stepping back,
smirking as Tremaine gasped a breath of relief. "Tsk tsk stepmother, just look
at this disaster." Tremaine managed to raise her head, showing her agonized
expression and her open and bleeding wound atop her forehead and to her horror
Cinderella wasn't looking at her now bloody face, or the puddle of blood
forming around her hand or even acknowledging the fact she was about to die….no
she was now looking at her other shoe and its blood covered heel with a
mockingly sad expression.
"This won't do at all…" Tutted Cinderella. "I need this pair cleaned for
tonight, and since this is your blood maybe you should be the one clean them of
your filthy mess." She looked thoughtful for a moment. "Yeah…after all, this
really is your fault, your filthy blood, your disaster, you clean it!"
Now if there was something Tremaine had it was pride, and even in her weak
state she still considered herself the mistress of the household, so it was no
surprise when her fear was subsided by pride and she almost looked at her
stepdaughter with defiance….almost the very second she turned to look at her,
she gasped sharply, a silent pained cry escaping her lips as Cinderella's foot
struck her stomach with immense force, she could nearly hear her ribs cracked
beneath the blow.
"I think you will understand the importance of obedience, after all, you made
sure to burn it into my mind from the very instant my father died!" Spat
Cinderella delivering a second kick to her stepmother's left shoulder,
relishing in the sound of the bones cracking beneath her kicks. "It is crucial
to obey your betters, to know your lowly place." She finished with a final kick
to Tremaine's side, relishing sickening crunch she heard. Tremaine cried out,
her sounds disgruntled as she gasped back tears and wails of pain, her body
burning with fresh agony, every breath a fresh agonizing hell. "Now I'm not
going to repeat myself now…clean...my…shoes." Cinderella finished with a
demonic tone, her eyes shining with a bloody hue.
Seeing those demonic eyes made Tremaine tremble as her fear coursed through her
veins, mixing with her pain expression, it was like staring into the eyes of a
tiger ready to pounce and devour her…every instinct within her screaming at her
to obey her stepdaughter so not to wind up on the menu.
With a heavy heart and withstanding her own pain, Tremaine managed to pull
herself, dragging her broken form to the feet of her stepdaughter, who simple
smirked down at her with a superior smirk.
"See it wasn't that difficul.t" She gloated, presenting the bloody shoe to her
stepmother arrogantly. "Now clean it." Her voice controlled, level and even
more terrifying than it had been before.
Unable to believe just what she was about to do Lady Tremaine extended her
tongue, craning her neck to ease her task, timidly she gave the bloody shot a
hesitant lick at the sole…and immediately felt herself start to convulse as the
rancid metallic taste mixed with the dust and the mood, as if the taste of
death itself was filling her mouth, it took all her will not to add her own
vomit to the putrid flavours, dry heaving as she retracted her tongue and
forced herself to swallow down the blood.
"What? Not as delicious as you hoped?" Mocked Cinderella. "Too bad…it's your
mess, so you get to clean it up." She finished, lifting her shoed foot and
moving it closer to Tremaine's aged lips.
Seeing no way out of her situation Tremaine resumed her licking of the sole,
each lick only enhancing her suffering as she tried to still her stomach and
keep it from emptying its contents at the horrid taste that assaulted the
tongue.
"That's right...keep cleaning with that lowly tongue of yours, I want them to
shine." Cinderella ordered. Finally the stepmother reached the heel and
extended her tongue to start licking up her blood.
"Ah ah ah…I think that area will need far more than a simple licking, after all
it was deep inside you, hell it went through you." She smirked before making a
single rapid movement and shoved her pointed heel inside Tremaine's mouth,
chipping her front teeth in the process, much to the blonde's amusement.
Tremaine´s eyes widened as she felt herself choke on Cinderella's heel,
coughing and gagging violently as she felt the heel stab at her throat. This
didn't concern Cinderella in the slightest who simply enjoyed the concept of
her heel scratching her stepmother´s throat and how her tongue would violently
thrash and lick the pointed heel.
"Oh? What's wrong?" She asked with mock concern. "I hope my heel doesn't cut
your throat…it would be a shame to ruin all your work so far…although that was
something that you and your daughters enjoyed to do, wasn't it? Eagerly ruin
all my hard work." She said, jerking the heel, slicing the top of Lady
Tremaine's mouth, eliciting more violent coughs, blood spluttering from her
mouth and decorating the shoe once again in her blood. "But it seems that you
managed to ruin it anyway." She sneered, wiping the blood off her shoe, using
Tremaine's body like a doormat before proceeding to admire her clean shoe.
Tremaine on her part continued to cough up and splutter blood from her aged
lips, spitting small, stained, chunks of her broken teeth.
"Well since you have by some miracle managed to get this one clean, why don't
you move onto the other?" Cinderella said as she presented her other shoed foot
to her stepmother, still wearing her superior glare. The only answer she got
was a low pained groan as the old lady continued to cough up blood, the crimson
liquid splattering on her shoe. "Oh come on…don't do that, you're only making
more work for yourself if you keep dirtying my heels with your lowly blood."
She mocked with a tone of false sweetness, lightly rotating her heel to taunt
her stepmother. "Come on. Try to use that pathetic tongue of yours properly."
Tremaine tried to slide her tongue out but the very thought of tasting her own
blood combined with the dirt and dust that her stepdaughter had stepped in
again made her stomach churn and it didn't help that her mouth was still slowly
filling with her thick blood, prompting to burst into another fit of coughs,
covering the sole of Cinderella's shoe in a fresh layer of blood.
The vampiress was not amused.
"Now look what have you done!" Cinderella spat. "I gave you one simple job, to
clean my shoe after you sullied it with your disgusting blood and you go and
make things even worse." She hissed, baring her fangs and her eyes burning a
bloody shade. "Since you are incapable of such a simple task…" She turned to
her stepsisters. "Girls."
"Yes mistress." Answered Drizella as she straightened her posture.
"What is your command my queen?" Asked Anastasia as she stood beside her fellow
slave.
"Hold her down."
Neither girl wasted a second in obeying their mistress and hurried over to
their mother and proceeded to forcefully grip her shoulders, not even flinching
at the pained cry as they proceeded to push her back and slam her onto the
floor on her back, firmly holding them in place. The old woman sent the duo
pleading looks but they continued to ignore her and eagerly looked back to
their stepsister, awaiting her next command.
"Now it's time I use you for what you're good for, a doormat." Cinderella
smirked as she stepped onto Tremaine's lower stomach, relishing in the cry of
pain she elicited from the woman.
She smirked as she felt her spiked heels sinking into the tender flesh of her
stepmother's stomach through the fabric of her dress before proceeding to drag
her dirty shoe over Tremaine's dress, giggling as she felt her pointed heel
scratching her stepmother's chest and stomach through her clothes, no doubt
leaving lovely red lines beneath the extravagant clothing while staining it
with the blood of her doormat.
Tremaine cried out as Cinderella suddenly stepped forward, her foot practically
impaling her left breast through the night attire as she stamped down,
decorating her heel in blood once again as Tremaine burst into another fit of
cries while Cinderella leaned back onto her other foot on Tremaine's stomach,
breaking a few ribs as she did so while proceeding to wipe her bloodied heel
over her stepmother's clothes, cleaning it once again, loving how her doormat
gasped for breath, trying to swallow down her pain as tears slid down her
wrinkled cheeks.
"Oh what's the matter?" Mocked Cinderella as she scraped her foot over her
stepmother´s chest. She smirked as she saw blood starting to ooze through the
nightgown from Tremaine's breasts beneath the fabric, staining it. "You do
realize I'm doing you a favour, I'm helping you clean my shoe after you dirtied
it with your filth riddled blood."
The vampiress make sure to twist her ankle over the breast, a sickening crunch
reaching Tremaine´s ears, eliciting another cry of pain though this one was
minor, pitiful in comparison to her previous screams.
"Ugh you really are loud." Complained the princess. "I never made a sound when
you made me work...well a song or two but nothing this annoying." She finally
removed her foot from the chest of her stepmother and stood with unnatural
poise, atop the aged woman's stomach, loving how the woman's chest heaved with
her harsh, deep breaths, pained tears sliding down her wrinkled cheeks.
"Now, stepmother I think it's time you learned how to stop making them stupid
screams…such a horrid sound…so I am going to hurt you and you are to thank me,
if you scream…I'll start separating your fingers from those old hands with the
heel of my shoe." Cinderella explained, taking a step forward and firmly
pressing her right foot between Tremaine's breasts, forcing them apart, loving
how the woman gritted her teeth in pain but silenced her screams. "And you are
to thank me, like a good slave, after all I am taking the time to train you in
how to be a good slave and a better doormat." She continued. "Understand?"
"Yes m-mistress…th-thank you mistress." Tremaine gasped.
"Good." Cinderella replied with a dark smirk, a cold shudder passed through her
doormat and Cinderella proceeded to step over Tremaine's body, stepping onto
her right, arm, applying enough pressure that Tremaine felt a warm trickle of
blood slide down her arm as a shallow cut started to form beneath her nightie.
"Thank you mistress." Tremaine breathed out.
Cinderella stamped back onto Tremaine's lower stomach, her doormat jerking.
"THANK YOU! Mistress!" Tremaine scream, prompting a giggle from her
stepdaughter.
"Close one there doormat." Cinderella chuckled as she twisted in place and
proceeded to walk up the woman's body, ensuring t cause the maximum pain by
slowing applying more force wit each second of her slow steps while pressing
the toe of one shoe to the heel of the other until the toe of her right foot
pressed down on the old neck of her new doormat.
"Th-Th-ack- you mistress." Tremaine gasped, her voice becoming raspy and
strained as she felt her windpipe closing as her stepdaughter applied more
pressure.
"Your welcome slave." Cinderella chuckled. "You know it would be easy for me…so
easy…a little more pressure…and you would die under my shoes, where you belong,
I could choke you…" She increased the pressure, her stepmother struggled to
gasp for air, her eyes bulging as her daughters continued to hold her arms down
and she started to thrash yet Cinderella's balance was unaffected. "I could
apply more pressure and squash your neck, pop it like a grape…while that would
get my shoes all nasty and dirty again I could always use you once last time,
wipe your blood off on your dress as your blood continues to flow out, your
last use before I command your daughters to throw you in the trash while the
other scrubs your blood off the floor." Cinderella taunted, Tremaine's eyes
were turning red now and her face blue.
"P-P-Please…" Tremaine gasped out, barley audible, her lungs ready to burst.
Cinderella stepped back, smirking as her stepmother violently coughed and
inhaled deeply repeatedly, her chest deflating and inflating as she filled her
lungs with much needed air.
"Oh? Tired already?" She mocked. "I used to clean the whole house every day,
from top to bottom and I never complained…guess I have no choice but to
continue your training , it will be good for you after all." She finished with
a devilish smirk, flashing her fangs with sadistic glee as she stepped off of
the old woman. "Drizella!, Anastasia!…hold her up!"
The two steps sister didn't even blink and instantly grabbed an arm of their
mother each and proceeded to force the abused woman to her feet. Tremaine
groaning and wincing in pain as she was forced to stand. She tried to beg her
daughters to stop but was silenced when Cinderella grabbed her face, squashing
her cheeks in her firm grip.
"You always like to brag about how perfect you and your daughters are." She
began. "And in a sense you are right…you are perfect…perfect toys, perfect
slaves...perfect bitches and you make a perfect doormat, almost as if you were
bred for it." She finished. "Now let's see what perfection looks like." Her
hand snapped out, her strong fingers curling round the neckline of Tremaine's
dress, her claws digging into the fabric as she proceeded to tear and shred the
material.
Tremaine inhaled sharply as her sagging breasts bounced freely, no longer
restrained by her nightgown.
"Hahaha and this is perfection?" Cinderella mocked, eying the mature breasts
now marked by the early abuse the elder woman suffer, shallow red cuts, dark
purple bruises covering them, there was even a bruised trail leading from her
abdomen to her breasts, the left arm already had a nasty greenish purple
coloration thanks to the broken bone under it as well as a small cut that was
already scabbing, Cinderella spied similar greenish purple shades over
Tremaine's chest and stomach.
"What no snarky come back?" Laughed Cinderella. "No trying to put me down, in
my place?" She mocked a dangerous smile, placing emphasis on last two words.
"Because you know I'm right and you are nothing." Her hands snapped out,
roughly grabbing and groping Tremaine´s breasts.
Tremaine's aged, cracking lips parted, a startled, pained scream erupting from
her as Cinderella's sharp claw-like nails pierced the tender flesh of her
breasts, causing small trails of blood to slide from her breasts like raw
pieces of meat.
"Hahaha...why are crying?...It's just a few small cuts." Cinderella teased,
applying more force, licking her fangs as her claws sunk deeper into the meat.
"Isn't that what you told me when I got cut while cleaning up the broken dishes
or mirrors your daughters broke?...What was the other thing you told me?...oh
yes…" She released the right breast and moved her finger over to the base of
her stepmother's neck, loving how the woman flinched beneath the pointed nail.
"That if I wanted to cry you will give me something to actually cry about?" She
slowly began to apply pressure, her claw beginning to slowly sink into the
thin, sensitive flesh of her mother's neck, before slowly dragging her finger
down, slowly opening a shallow cut, enjoying the repressed grunt of pain from
her stepmother as she grit her teeth, blood slowly oozing out of her neck and
coating Cinderella's index finger.
She continued to slowly move her finger, lengthening the shallow cut she was
forming until she reached the valley between her breasts, the river of blood
flowing into the scarlet outline around the breasts and dripping down her body,
the blood glimmering in the dim light of the room. "Now that's more of a reason
to cry don't you think?" Cinderella asked, admiring her handiwork. "But maybe I
should make some small adjustments to the other side too." She raised her
clawed, bloodied index finger once again and began to trace another crimson
river from the base of Tremaine's neck down to the breast, an identical river
of blood forming and mixing with the other before joining the slow waterfall of
blood that fell from the aged breasts, reminding Cinderella of the meat she
tenderized back when she was the slave of her stepfamily.
The pain was finally too much for Tremaine to hold and her legs buckled beneath
her as she screamed. She would have fallen and hit the floor if it wasn't for
her daughters holding her up.
"Oh? What's wrong?" Asked Cinderella with false concern. "Did you hurt your leg
or something?" She reached down, her hand vanishing beneath nightgown, noting
how her tears had barley reached the elder woman's naval, before she started to
lift the clothing by the hem, gripping it in her bloodied unforgiving fist,
smirking as Tremaine was visibly shaking.
"Well we better take a look at it shouldn't we? We wouldn't want you getting
hurt now would we?" Cinderella smirked and with one savage, rapid movement the
fabric was torn away, revealing Tremaine´s greying, naked legs and a pair of
old grey underwear Cinderella had often heard been called 'granny panties' by
her fellow princesses. "Hahaha and I thought you couldn't look anymore
pathetic….but that's not important here…" She gave her legs a closer look,
inspecting them for injuries. "Nothing seems wrong but it's better to be sure…"
She placed her hand atop her right leg. "Umm no nothing wrong yet…" She looked
to her stepmother expectantly. "Well? Do you feel this?" Her hand tensed,
forcing her claws to dip into the old skin, opening five new bloody gashes.
Once again Tremaine couldn't hold back her scream, her eyes bulging with agony;
she was swiftly silenced as a vicious slap struck her cheek.
"Perhaps I need I to remind you that I don't like hearing your screams…that I
only want to hear you express your gratitude for finding a use for you, showing
you what you were born to do." Her irises flashed with a bloody hue. "Maybe I
do need to remind you." She continued slowly, her tone calm, she slowly brought
her hand to her stepmother's stomach. "Remember little slave, I want to hear
you to thank me for training you, like a good bitch." She slowly pressed the
tip of the nail of her index finger into the elder woman's stomach until she
broke the skin and blood began to ooze out and she began to drag her claw five
inches before delivering a last painful twist before pulling her hand back.
Tremaine grit her teeth, hissing in pain, her hands balling into fists.
"Not what I wanted to hear." Said Cinderella in a sing song voice before making
another incision on her stepmother's stomach on the opposite side; the cut much
swifter this time and an inch deeper, the blood flowing quicker.
Tremaine released another hiss of pain, her voice catching in her throat as she
silenced her screams once again.
"Still not what I want to hear." Cinderella sung again, she slashed at
Tremaine's stomach again, this time lining her fingers so all five claws cut
into her in a single line, much deeper this time and blood pouring from the cut
and down her leg, moving her hand back she dipped the claw of her index finger
back inside, twisting it, forcing the cut to widen, her gaze fixated on her
prey, drinking in the expression of pure unadulterated agony.
"Ahh..please…" Cried Tremaine, fresh tears flowing and dripping from her chin.
"Nope, still not hearing it" Cinderella said, her hand retreating before she
made another swift strike with her five claws in line, going through the
previous to form an 'X' shape, going a couple inches deeper to a point she felt
the bone of the old woman's ribs as she dragged her claws through the soft
skin.
"I…I...I'm sorry…than...thank you!" She started to scream. "Thank you…thank
you!…THANK YOU!" She wailed, her vision blurring to a point that her sadistic
stepdaughter was a watery blur.
"There we go, now that wasn't too difficult was it?" Mocked the blonde as she
leaned in and proceeded to extend her tongue and lick the woman's cheek,
licking up her salty tears and humming at the taste as she drank them down.
"Hmm…" Cinderella moaned at taste of fear and pain saturated in those tears
finding herself enjoying the delectable flavour. "You know what stepmother?"
She began with a mocking tone. "I would prefer that there wasn't any bad blood
between us…" She slid her hand over her prey's leg, loving her she trembled
beneath her delicate touch, enjoying how the signatures of her claws felt,
still wet with blood, her hand soon reaching the panties, where Tremaine gasped
as she felt the fingers passing over her slit. "After all at the end we are a
family…of sorts." The fingers molested the entrance before continue on their
journey upwards, gliding over the torn up stomach. "Oh sure you treated me like
a slave, abused me in every possible way, and made me feel like trash every day
of my life." Her hand passed over the breasts until it come to rest at the base
of the neck. "But we are family in the end. " Cinderella´s hand close around
the neck with a cast iron grip. "And family shouldn't have bad blood between
them." Tremaine gasped as the blonde vampiress began increase the pressure, a
dark look appearing in her eye as she licked at her fangs again. "So lest see
that YOU don't have any bad blood." Cinderella's claws pierce the neck until
blood began to flow freely over her hand. Tremaine screamed in pain, her eyes
closing tightly as her stepdaughter dragging her claws through the sensitive
skin of the neck, leaving open cuts, blood trailing down her neck and joining
the waterfall of blood on her torso.
Cinderella retracted her claws and leaned in until her pale lips pressed
against the bloody cuts, allowing her tongue to slither out and glide over the
cuts, closing her eyes as she savoured the taste of her stepmother's blood,
gulping down the hot liquid, her lips stained with the blood.
"Hmm hahaha…well good news little slave…no bad blood here hahaha." Cinderella
cackles as she proceeded to lick and suck the blood that flooded out of her
stepmother, relishing in the sensation of the hot blood against her cold lips
as she pressed them against her prey's neck, feeling the woman's pulse pounding
beneath her dead lips, only adding to the ecstasy of the moment, Cinderella
felt her own cunt throbbing with desire. She then glanced to her stepsisters.
"Release her...I don't need you anymore…" The sisters released their hold of
their mother but instead of falling to her knees or crashing down on the floor
Tremaine felt herself held up by an unseen force, curtesy of Cinderella´s and
some of her new abilities.
Cinderella looked towards her waiting brides, each looking on with lustful
stares and hungry eyes. "Have at them girls, except you my pet, you are mine."
Smirked the blonde as she locked eyes with her little furry wife.
"Yes mistress." Chorused the stepsister as they began to walk towards their
mistress' brides.
"Elsa come here pet." Cinderella called the ice Neko.
"Nya yes my queen." She answered, her ears perking and tail curling rather
cutely.
"Pocahontas, Rapunzel….you can use those two bitches…they are my gifts to you,
considering them marital gifts." Smirked the blonde vampiress.
"Oh thank you my queen." Replied Pocahontas as she stepped towards Drizella and
grabbed her chin firmly between her thumb and forefinger. "I have some business
with you…remember me? The savage that shouldn't be allow in the house?"
Drizella didn't answer as Pocahontas forcibly kissed, biting the girl's lower
lip and drawing blood as her fangs punctured the tender flesh, coating both
their lips in a layer of hot, fresh blood. Her tongue invaded the mouth of the
dark-haired sister hungrily, dominating the opposing moist tongue. Pocahontas
raised her left hand, launching it towards the bodice of the gown and roughly
tearing it away, revealing Drizella´s bare breasts, bouncing freely.
Immediately the native princess grasped one firmly, groping it, causing a small
cry from the controlled girl.
"Hehehe feel that?" She smirked, pinching the nipple forcefully between her
fingers, already feeling the breast bruising beneath her palm. "Now this savage
is going use your body as she pleases and you're gonna love every second of
it." Her other hand seized the front of the skirt and tore it away, revealing a
pair of light lime green coloured, frilly panties, she immediately slammed her
hand against the clothed cunt and started to roughly finger it.
"Really Pocahontas?" Sounded Rapunzel in disbelief. The tribal vampiress
glanced towards her fellow bride looking her with disapproval. "That gown was
actually pretty and looked expensive. Did you really need to tear it?"
Pocahontas simple looked at her fellow bride with an uncaring expression before
reaching her hand behind Drizella and tearing the rest of the skirt away from
the attire and roughly groping her ass before violently kissing the hypnotised
girl once again..
"Honestly there are better ways to do this…" Rapunzel sighed as she turned to
face Anastasia. "Now how about we keep this one intact?" She asked as she
caressed the redhead's cheek delicately with the back of her hand. "Strip for
me would you dear."
"Yes ma'am." Answered Anastasia with a calm tone as set about obeying the
command, reaching behind her back and starting to untie the ties of her skirt,
allowing the expensive material to fall to the floor round her feet, before she
proceeded to untie her bodice which soon joined the rest of the ensemble on the
floor leaving the girl naked aside from her magenta, frilly panties.
"There…see there's no need to rip anything." Rapunzel said happily only for the
sound of further ripping to reach her ears, turning on her heel she found that
Pocahontas had cut Drizella´s panties away with her claws, leaving a scratch on
the girl's thigh and was now she was introducing middle finger to the sopping
pussy. Rapunzel rolled her eyes. "Now put your hands over your head." Anastasia
followed the order. "Perfect." A grin appearing upon the blonde's face as she
grabbed a handful of her own hair and proceeded to whip it towards the redhead,
wrapping it round her wrists and tying her hands together. One a quick movement
later and she had managed to hook her hair on the chandelier on the celling and
began pull at her hair, lifting the girl from the floor and into the air…soon
more threads follow one tied her left leg, forcing it to stretch away from the
other, while another reached under her crotch, two more tied above and below
her breasts.
Rapunzel smiled as she pulled at her hair, causing it ride up and press against
Anastasia´s pussy, forcing it's way between her lips eliciting a startled, yet
eager moan from the girl.
"Hmm ok then how about this." Rapunzel pull at another collection of her locks
and the redhead´s breasts where pressed firmly together between its ties,
causing a small gasp of pleasure to escape her lips. "Hmmm ok if separate
doesn't work, then maybe together." And she pulled again at her hair, grinding
her golden locks against the pussy and smashing the breasts together at the
same time…soon the breathing of the sister became heavier and small drops of
sweat coating her body as she cried out in pleasure as she began to squirm
against the golden rope between her legs. "Hahaha that's better." Rapunzel,
giggled, feeling a swell of pride as she felt her hair beneath the redhead's
pussy quickly growing wet.
Tremaine looked on this with an expression horror upon her face as she soon
found herself suspended in the air, laid back against the ceiling, her blood
dripping freely, down towards the duo of monsters beneath her.
"Isn't that cute." Cinderella giggled her kitten licked at her throbbing pussy.
"Hmmm now your daughters will be living as the bitches they are, the filthy
slaves they were always meant to be, as you meet your deserved as a nice shower
for me." She smirked as she leaned back, opening her mouth and stretching out
her surprisingly long tongue to capture the flowing blood, groaning as it
splattered down on her tongue, as she pushed the back of the Neko's head,
burying her face into her pussy, groaning, her legs closing around her head as
she began to moan in pleasure, her eyes closing as blood dribbled all over her
face and the pet between her legs.
Fresh tears began to flow again from the elder woman as she watched her
precious daughters been reduced to filthy whores, the sex toys of her lowly
maid and her hussies.
"Come my pet." Cinderella moaned as she pulled Elsa to her feet. "You enjoy
this too."
Elsa eagerly opened her mouth and drank from the blood shower, her ears
twitching happily as blood dripped into them, soaking into her fur.
"She tastes delicious my queen." The Neko giggled, her giggles soon dissolving
into a pleasurable shiver as her queen trace her icy fingers over her rather
sensitive tail.
"Hmm but I think I can be better." Elsa smirked as she captured more of her
slave's blood in her mouth before capturing Elsa's beautiful lips, sharing the
hot liquid with her, their tongue playing in the blood, Cinderella's hand
ensnaring Elsa's right breast, roughly squeezing it and mashing it against the
groaning kitty, smirking into the kiss as she rubbed her thumb over the pointed
nipple, eliciting a groan of pleasure before Cinderella allowed her frozen
kitten to swallow it down. "Now what do you think?
"That was divine Nya." Breathed the Neko before both girls launched into
another passionate kiss again, grinding their chests together, as Cinderella
roughly groped Elsa´s ass and the Neko lightly fingered and teased her queen´s
glorious pussy, slick with her saliva and her queen's hot cum.
As they explored and played with one another's bodies, the blood quickly began
to cover their heads, sliding down their faces and down their bodies. The
delicious scent only spurring on their carnal lusts as Elsa jumped up, wrapping
her pale, creamy, slender legs around the waist of her queen, allowing their
pussies to grind against each other's as her hands massage her beautiful
breasts while Cinderella forcefully kneaded Elsa's ass, her claws creating
shallow cuts as she held her up by her ass, the sharp pain of the cuts only
spurring the Neko on, their kisses becoming deeper, more passionate.
Soon Tremaine found her vision dimming, her peripheral vision vanishing to
darkness, her breath and her heart slowing with each moment that past, her eyes
filling with sadness as she watched, broken, as her daughters were violated by
the brides of her lowly stepdaughter. Her head falling as her eyes closed, the
last thing she ever saw was Elsa and Cinderella, coated in her blood engaged in
passionate love beneath her.
A/N I hope you all enjoyed this chapter :)
Now starting from the 1st November (2017) I am starting an event/contest, so
what do you say we all get into the Christmas Spirit, from the 1st November
until the 24th December you can send me a chapter for any of my anthologies on
here featuring a Christmas theme, the winner of this contest will see their
work chapter posted on Christmas Day, and runner ups will be posted approaching
the day with their placements.
If you want you can have yourself written as anonymous if you don't want your
name on the chapter.
I will determine which chapter is the winner of the contest by the use of a
simple criteria.
Grammar
Creativity
Fetishes (Rarity in each anthology)
Christmas Theme
Characters (In character)
Detail/Description
And please note I will fix any grammar errors I locate in each submission
before publication.
(1) A traditional German dress.
***** Announcement *****
 
 Vote closed: You can find the winner in my new 'fic' 'Smut Polls' along with
the newest polls - currently Belle
 
 
 
 
Merry Christmas
I don't know if I'll get chance to write a special this time and since no
submissions were made there is no material to post.
However, I have decided to launch polls for each Disney character to determine
a 'default fetish' to use for the character whenever the request or chapter
doesn't assign that character a fetish. Each poll will be up for one week
before the next girl gets posted, I'll record results on my profile as they
appear.
I am going to leave this author note on this site so any readers who are unable
to vote in the poll on fanfiction can vote on here instead - not when each poll
ends I stop taking votes for that count - the first girl end 05/01/2018 - every
one will get one week, this time I will paste in the options to select from but
with every other girl you'll have to check out the selection provided to see
what I put or just write what you want on here and hope it wins.
Once again Merry Christmas to all.
 
Also you are allowed 3 choices each due to the number of options.
 
Tiana
 
Suck Cock
Queening
Domination (Giver)
Vore Others (Shrunk)
Psychrophilia (Being cold and watching others who are cold)
Giantess Others
Vore Others (Normal)
Collaring
Fire Play
Scat Play
Garbage (Bagging)
Golden Shower (Receiver)
Wax Play
Switch
Bondage (Receiver)
Harem
Vored (Normal) - to be eaten
Necrophilia
Furry
Babygirl
Futanari (Other)
Humiliation (Giver)
Pygophilia (Arousel to buttocks)
Vored (Shrunk) - to be eaten
Drinking Cum
Sadism (Causing pain)
Garbage (Bagged)
Trample
Masochism (Experiencing pain)
Ice Play
Voyeurism
Shrunk Self
Enema
Foot Fetish
Spanking (Giver)
Vanilla
Slave/Master
Food Play
Humiliation (Receiver)
Incest
Sensory Deprivation
Master/slave
Lick Pussy
Collared
Swinging
Spitting
Shrinking Others
Anal (Giver)
Frotteurism (Touching a stranger surreptitiously in a crowded place)
Exhibitionism
Breath Play
Pteronphilia (Being tickled by feathers)
Golden Shower (Giver)
Pet Play
Age Play
Mommy
Futanari (Her)
Sensation Play
Titillagnia (Tickling other people)
Blood Choking
Rough Sex
Anal (Receiver)
Rape Play (Raped)
Knismolagnia (Been tickled)
TPE (Total Power Exchange) receiver
Domination (Receiver)
CBT (Cock and Ball Torture)
Spanking (Receiver)
TPE (Total Power Exchange) Giver
Bondage (Giver)
Giantess Self
 
***** Dinner with the Devil *****
Characters: Mother Gothel, Flynn Rider
Categories: Tangled
Contains: Footjob
Requested By: Bobbin
Started: 03/01/2018
Finished: 03/01/2018
'How did I get roped into this?' Flynn mentally cursed as he stared at the
woman stood on the opposing side of the table; her skin was flawless, smooth, a
shade of very pale ivory, possessing a curvaceous figure, the tall, slender
woman had large grey eyes, her eyelids decorated with brown eye shadow, her
cheeks dusted with blush, her curly black, thick hair falling past her
shoulders, her nails painted a sultry crimson. She wore diamond-shaped golden
earrings and a flattering, renaissance-era crimson dress, sleeves racing her
elbows, and had a faintly dappled pattern with a gold trim, a matching sash
with buckle round her waist and reached down to her feet which were contained
within her brown open toed heels.
Mother Gothel placed her plate down on the table and claimed her seat, glancing
up to see her guest still standing and staring at her, clearly not trusting
her, then again she had tried to kill him once upon a time.
The man was of average height and build, possessing a fair skin tone, short
dark brown hair, a scruffy goatee and light brown eyes. He wearing a turquoise
vest with a white long-sleeved shirt underneath; coupled with dark cream pants
and brown buck-top boots with a belt of similar colour scheme around his waist,
connecting to a miniature satchel.
Now that she was finally able to get a proper look at him without the risk of
losing Rapunzel and her life with her, she had to admit he was a rather
fetching young lad, and she wouldn't mind a…private moment with him or two.
"Do sit down Mr. Rider; I can assure you it isn't poison." Gothel chuckled as
waved towards his meal of chicken and vegetables.
Flynn cautiously took his seat before reaching across the table and proceeding
to switch her plate with hers.
"Forgive me if I don't believe you." Flynn said as he leaned back in his chair,
still not touching his food.
"But of course, it is only to be expected." Gothel replied as started eating
her meal, Flynn slowly following suit, making sure to taste everything he
picked up thoroughly before he swallowed it.
"Why did you invite me to dinner?"
"Because if I invited Rapunzel she wouldn't trust me enough to come, I am
hoping that during this dinner I will be able to convince you to convince my
daughter into giving me a second chance." Gothel answered honestly.
"She isn't your daughter and she'd die before she'd trust you again."
"She might as well be my daughter, I raised her for 18 years, clothed her, fed
her, nursed every fever, I did everything for her."
"Because you kidnapped her."
Gothel sighed, she wasn't going to win this, if she kept going he would only
leave.
"Look…I love Rapunzel like a daughter and would like to have a chance to
reconnect with her…"
"How could she ever trust you?"
"I have no motive to lie, the magic of my housemates is incredible; my
neighbour is the God of the bloody Underworld, my youth is guaranteed, there is
no reason I would want to do anything bad to her…just give me this dinner
please?"
Flynn's voice caught in his throat, the vulnerable look in the woman's eyes
catching him off-guard.
"Fine." 'How do I get into these things?'
'Come on think Gothel…how am I gonna get him on my side…nothing I say will
change his mind and even if I give him a pleasant dinner he still won't believe
me…come on think…what would Ursula say…' Gothel had to grit her teeth to bite
back her smirk. 'of course.'
Beneath the table she slid her left foot back and proceeded to press the tip of
her shoe against the back of her right heel before slowly pushing the back
down, with a satisfying 'pop' she felt her heel slip free of her shoe. She
wiggled her naked toes, taking a calming breath as she slipped off her other
shoe.
"You okay?" Flynn asked, unnerved by how quiet the villainess was being, Gothel
flushed with embarrassment.
"Oh…I'm fine, how's your food?" She asked.
"Err it's…f-…" His voice in his throat as he felt something brush against the
inside of his leg. "Fine." Flynn blushed, leaning back in his chair and looking
down, he swallowed as he saw Gothel's ivory foot slowly sliding up his legs.
Gothel smirked as she watched Flynn's cheeks become a bright shade of pink and
a shiver shot up his spine. She slowly dragged her barefoot up his leg,
stopping at his inner thigh, pushing her foot back and forth, stopping her toes
from touching his private area by barley an inch, teasing him.
"Wh-Wh-What are y-you d-doing?" The former thief stammered.
"Nothing, just making sure my son-in-law has a pleasant dinner." She replied
with a sultry smirk.
"You're no-" Flynn gasped as he felt Gothel's foot stretch forward again,
tracing a line from the base of his bulge to the top with the tip of her big
toe, his hands balling into fists as he struggled to bite back a groan.
"Don't you like it?" Gothel asked with a fake pained tone.
"Sto-…" She moved forward again, pressing the sole of her foot against his
bulge, his cock pulsating violently beneath his pants and her sole.
Gothel giggled as she watched his eyes bulge as her second foot slowly slid up
the inside of his other leg, stopping to massage his inner thigh as the toes on
her other foot drummed against his crotch, just above where the tip of his
concealed cock reached.
Flynn groaned, sinking back into his chair, his body tense.
"Just relax." Gothel whispered, applying a little more pressure to his bulge,
savouring his grunts of pleasure.
"Plea…" She applied more pressure, pressing his erection against himself as if
trying to squash it flat, he moaned.
"Just relax and enjoy the feeling of my toes." She whispered, continuing to
massage his inner thigh and squash his erection.
He felt his head nod as he felt himself melt into his chair.
"You know it would feel even nicer if you let your little friend out." She
licked her lips in a sultry fashion, he shivered, his cock straining harder
against his pants and her sole.
"B-But…"
"I promise I won't tell Rapunzel." She increased the pressure, he groaned.
"Undo your pants."
Finally his resistance failed and he reached down, Gothel pulled back her foot,
pulling his pants down slowly, moaning as the fabric teased his erection until
it bounced from its confines, standing tall beneath the table, naked.
Gothel reached forward once again and pressed her bare foot against his cock,
pushing it back against his stomach.
"Ahhh!" Flynn, moaned, his breaths becoming more erratic as he felt her warm
sole against him, the skin on skin contact driving him crazy. He threw his head
back, his eyes closing as Gothel began to massage his cock with her foot,
kneading it with toes, smirking as it grew harder and harder beneath her toes,
it was so empowering.
'I am so doing this again.' She thought to herself as her other foot slid
forward and she started to tease his balls with the tips of her toes, dragging
her red toenails over them, teasing them, the former thief devolving into a
state of constant moaning and gasping as he started to thrust his hips, fucking
the underside of the table as he aimed for her feet.
Gothel chuckled.
"Stop fucking the table, let my toes pleasure you, relax and maybe next time
I'll let you fuck my toes, or maybe my pussy if you're a really good boy." She
winked; he stopped his thrusting and gripped the arms of his chair firmly as
she returned to stimulating him with her beautiful toes.
She parted her toes and pushed her foot into him, forcing his cock between her
big and second toe, her guest moaning in pleasure as he felt his cock squeezed
by her warm toes while her other toes started to press into his balls, he
jumped in his seat, prompting Gothel to squeeze him harder between her toes.
She started to drag her toes up and down his cock, his breaths becoming faster,
his moaning becoming more audible as he pressed himself further back into his
chair.
She released his balls and pulled back her toes, releasing his cock, smirking
at his moan of disappointment before she pushed her feet forward again, seizing
his pulsating cock between her big feet.
"Ah ah!" He gasped as he felt her start to squeeze his cock between her feet
before she started to drag her feet up and down, pulling and tugging at his
cock.
"Ah ah! Ah ah!"
"Do my feet feel nice?" Gothel teased as she started to pump him faster and
harder.
He nodded as he continued to moan.
"Do you think you could put a good word in for me with Rapunzel." She squeezed
his cock, pressing her toes over his tip as she continued to pump him.
He nodded again.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Flynn's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Gothel harshly squeezed his
cock, he could feel it throbbing between, starting to spark, precum pouring
from his cock as it got harder and harder, he could feel his limit approaching.
"That's it, be a good boy and cum all over my feet, cum on me." Gothel moaned,
egging him on, feeling her ankles start to cramp as she pumped him faster and
faster.
"Ahhhhhh!" His cock erupted, hot white cum spewing from, splashing off the
underside of the table, covering Gothel's soles, splattering over the tops of
her feet, gluing her toes together. Her pumping slowed but she increased the
pressure, squishing it between her soles as she milked every last drop from his
cock.
His limp dick vanishing between her feet as he laid back in his chair, panting,
coated in a thin layer of sweat.
Gothel pulled her cum covered feet back and slid them back into her shoes,
loving the feeling of his creamy cum beneath her soles, all hot and sticky, and
the fact it was his cum in her shoes made it all the sweeter, she needed more
of this, this power, this sensation.
She slid her seat back and vanished under the table, crawling under the table,
her hand landing in a small puddle of cum that had escaped her feet. She rose
to her knees and took his limp cock in her hand, massaging it with her thumb
and fingers, looking up at him from between his legs, smirking as his eyes
opened, landing on her, bulging as they filled with lust.
"Ready for dessert?" She teased, not waiting for an answer as she took his
hardening cock into her mouth and started to suck, slurping up his cum and
swallowing it down as her tongue lapped at his cock, curling round its growing
length.
"Ohhhh! Ahhhh!" Flynn groaned, lifting his hips, trying to push himself deeper
into Gothel's hot, wet mouth, her groans spurring him on as his cock returned
to its full length and he began to fuck her face.
'This turned out better than expected.' Flynn mentally moaned to himself.
A/N Sorry for the wait; hope you like the chapter. Please review.
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***** Sisterly Bonding *****
Title: Sisterly Bonding
Main Characters: Elsa, Anna, Esmerelda
Categories: Frozen, The Hunchback of Notre Dame, The Princess and the Frog
Contains: Incest, Symbiote Transformation, Elsanna, Absorption, Threesome,
Rape, Sex in Public, Transformation, Lesbian, Melting, Masturbation, Tentacles
Cameos: Facilier
Started: 16/02/2018
Finished: 16/02/2018
Series Tester
Elsa hesitated as she stared at the pale wooden door, cracked in several
places, her form concealed beneath a dirty brown hooded cloak she had borrowed
from Jasmine's wardrobe while she was out, her face was oddly paler than
normal, she pressed her teeth into her lower lip, summoning the courage, she
took hold of the handle and pushed her way into the small shop.
It was dark, the musty scent of dust polluting the air, the small shop had
three aisles; each filled with dark trinkets varying from voodoo dolls, to
growling, physically growing, tomes, shrunken heads and miniature sceptres
waiting to be resized.
At the other end of the shop was a small wooden desk, a door behind it leading
to a private room. Hesitantly she began to make her way down the middle aisle,
ignoring the shrunken heads snoring away, dangling from their pegs, yes
stitched shut; a disturbing site indeed.
Her steps almost echoed in the near silence or the shop. She stopped at the
desk, it was coated in a thin layer of dust and random boxes and dark coloured
wands; Elsa shivered at the dark feel the enchanted tools pulsated.
"Hello. Oh? Another royal dares to step into my shop." Laughed a voice, Elsa
flinched, her eyes flicking to door where she saw the familiar man leaning
against it; she didn't hear or see it open or close.
He was a tall, skinny, moustached man, dressed in black and red clothing, a
black top hat with a purple feather in it and skull and crossbones on it, with
dark purple eyes, a thin moustache; a dark gap in his front teeth. His bony
fingers curled round the purple globe atop his black cane.
Elsa averted her gaze with shame, she heard him approach her on the other side
of the desk, the base of his cane pounding against the floor as he strutted
over.
"Afternoon doctor." Elsa greeted, still not looking at him and refusing to
utter his name through her lips.
"Hmm so why has the Queen of Arendelle herself decided to grace a lowly
witchdoctor with her royal presence?" He mocked.
"I…want something." She finally allowed herself to look at him, hating the
hungry look in his dark purple eyes, he was toying with her.
"Obviously, but what do you want?"
She hesitated.
"I want…to…to be with Anna…my sister." She admitted, her cheeks lighting with
an insecure blush.
"Oh? You want to be withyour little sister?" It sounded so disgusting when he
said it.
She nodded.
"And why do you need my help to…munch her rug?" She visibly shivered at that,
why did she do this? She should have gone to Hades.
"I'm her sister." Elsa answered, her voice shaking.
"And?"
"And? And what? It's…not natural…it's wrong." But why did it feel so right? Why
did she want Anna to crawl into her bed and spoon her to sleep? Why did the
thought of sharing a slow dance with her set her womanhood a blaze with desire?
Why? Why did it feel so right?
Facilier chuckled darkly; oh this was going to be fun.
"So what do you want? Do you want me to make the feelings vanish? Or to remove
the blood that's stopping you? So you can fuck her brains out." She hated how
crass he was. An image of Anna's cheeks flushed, moaning as she kissed and
teased her nipples, flashed before her mind, she felt her own womanhood quiver,
that familiar 'itch' returning.
She banished the image, though not without regret. Pondering her options, at
first she wanted to get rid of her…sinful feelings of lust for her sister…but
if they were no longer sisters…she could court her, they could be together.
"What do you mean…remove the blood?" She recalled how Merida's case had gone,
hence why she didn't visit the more pleasant senile witch over this bastard.
He chuckled again; she didn't like the gleam in his eyes.
"Simple, I make it so you are no longer related by blood, your memories will
remain as they are, all that will change is, there would be no…prudish…or
shrewd values holding you two back."
"Would I still be human?"
"Could you be with your sister if you weren't?"
A smile graced Elsa's lips.
"So my…feelings…would be accepted by all?" She asked, hope seeping into her
voice.
"No one will be able to separate you two; the spell will ensure you will be
together for the rest of your lives."
Elsa's heart both soared and skipped a beat.
"Anna won't be…forced into it…will she?"
Facilier hesitated, seeming to be debating how to best form his response.
"That will be your choice my queen, my spell will only affect your body, the
blood that binds you, it won't touch her." He answered.
That seemed good enough to Elsa.
"What do you want in return?" Now to barter the payment.
"Hmm the price will be the chance to offer someone who…the next in your
line…bond to."
"What do you mean?"
"It will become clear after the spell; I just want the opportunity to offer the
next of your line…a suitor, only to offer I assure you." There was that gleam
again.
"If I am with Anna…how will I…have a child?"
"In time the spell will allow it, think of it as an extra gift." He winked,
Elsa blushed, the thought of Anna's baby, growing in her womb, the product of
their love. She suddenly felt very light, her heart filling with hope and
joy…how could she turn this down.
She gulped.
"You have a deal." She extended her hand to the witchdoctor, he grinned and
quickly seized her hand, harshly squeezing it as he shook it; Elsa winced.
He slammed the base of his cane against the floor. The orb atop it began to
glow brightly, bathing the room in its dark purple glow; Elsa squinted,
struggling to see.
The Shadowman began to chant.
"Mes amis une nouvelle affaire est frappée, prenez cette reine et lui donner la
capacité d'être un avec sa sœur, pour libérer son désir. Et en retour, le rejet
de leurs désirs interdits amènera le chaos dans cette ville!" (1)
The orb turned dark as if filled with ink.
"Yes." Facilier almost moaned as black tendrils erupted from the orb of his
cane.
"Aiiieee!" Elsa cried as the tendrils curled round her wrists and ankles,
lifting her into the air, spreading her eagle.
"What's happening?" Elsa screamed. "What is this?"
Facilier didn't answer, merely watching on as the transformation took place.
The tendrils began to bleed, smooth liquid ebony pouring out onto her snowy
flesh, first her hands and her feet were consumes, she felt her shoes
dissolving in the liquid until they vanished and the liquid clung to her soles
and toes like a second skin.
It the liquid began to travel up her arms, swiftly covering skin. She could
feel her covered arms starting to weaken, becoming gooey beneath the new skin;
it reached her shoulders and began to spread over the cloak, eating it away,
eager to reach her flesh.
The liquid on her feet quickly climbed her legs, by the time it reached her
thighs her toes felt more like jelly than toes when she tried to move them. Her
breathing was becoming rapid and chaotic, her heart pounding, panic thundering
through her veins, she tried to pull against the binds but her covered limbs
barley responded to commands, feeling less and less solid by the second.
The liquid on her thighs began to spread out, reaching out over the slit of her
ice dress and spreading out over the rest of the bottom half of the dress,
breaking the enchanted ice up slightly slower than it was the cloak, while the
ebony on her legs travelled up and slid over and into her pussy.
Pleasure erupted throughout her being, enticing Elsa to try and thrust her
gooey hips forward as she felt her already teased, sensitive clit begin to
melt. Her breath becoming more ragged, her cheeks becoming flushed with
arousal.
The words; 'So hot! So hot!' repeating, screaming in her mind as she struggled
to pay attention to the fast spreading goo, her vision blurring as her legs and
arms began to melt, pooling on the floor below her until only her torso and
head remained, yet still she could feel her melting clit, the sensation fast
spreading over her body as if each piece of her melted became an extension of
her gooey clit, bursting with pleasure, with arousal, with the need for
pleasure.
She lost her waist to the gooey pleasure, all panic vanishing as the inky
substance had eaten away her cloak and the entirety of her dress, leaving her
chest covered in a black gooey second skin, her hard nipples on clear display
and slowly melting, as the substance slowly climbed up her neck, seeming to
take it leisurely time now that it's 'victim' was no longer struggling or
resisting in any fashion.
Her breasts began to shrink as the black flesh slowly slide off her tits and
dripped into the gooey pile on the floor, screaming with pleasure.
Panting, her tongue slid out of her mouth, her face entirely red now, the goo
began to slowly creep onto her cheeks.
"M-More…" Elsa moaned as the goo crept towards her mouth.
Her shoulders melted and fell to the floor, her once generous breasts melting
away to a gooey flat base before even that too fell to the floor.
Her head began to fall until a tendril seized her by her blonde locks, tangling
her as her neck leaked more ebony goo as it began to reach into her head, to
break down the rest of her and claim her mind. Tendrils erupted from the goo
slowly spreading over her face, going into both of her ears, through her
nostril, a rather thick one going into her mouth, leading her to gag and before
starting to suck and lick at a the tendril as if it were a long hard cock, her
taste buds breaking down and erupting with pleasure with every lick, before she
could even begin to taste the substance. Four spiny tendrils slithered towards
her eyes, her pupils dilated as pleasure claimed more and more of her mind.
They dipped into the corners and began to slither into her head.
Her moans and audible breaths were silenced when her mouth and chin melted
away; next went her cheeks, then her ears, then her eyes and finally the rest
of her head dropped to the floor a melted ball of goo, splattering into the
trembling puddle.
Facilier stared at the shifting puddle, his hand deep in his pants, light
massaging his hard cock. Why hadn't he made this deal before now?
The puddle shivered, a burst of pale blue and light purple spreading over it,
finalising the transformation.
Facilier smirked.
With his spare hand he grasped a handful of pink powder from a small wooden
bowl on his desk and blew it at the puddle. The powder erupted into an
explosion pink of smoke.
When the smoke faded the goo was gone and all was left was a clean patch on the
dusty wooden floor.
"Arousing and cleans before it goes…I must make more deals like that." He
laughed, though mentally noting that the creature he had turned the ice queen
into was still a venture that required a watchful eye before…'mass production.'
XXX
The world around Elsa was consumed by pink smoke and vanished into a blur, she
barely noticed, all she knew was her body burned with desire and hungered for
pleasure. She felt starved, like she was on the brink of the greatest orgasm of
her life but unable to find release.
She felt the ground beneath become prickly, yet soft. The once dusty wood
flooring replaced with freshly cut grass.
She needed to cum.
Agitated she shifted in place, aggressively grinding her new form against the
grass, still not registering her final form, every particle of her body as
sensitive as her clit had been.
That when she felt it.
Where? She pulled herself from her grinding, looking round. She was in a park,
it was huge in comparison to her side, but now wasn't the time to ponder that.
Where was she?
Where was her host?
She could feel her, her perfect host, she was near. Focusing on the instinctual
pull she began to slither along the grassy plain of the park, groaning as she
dragged her sensitive body over cut grass, twigs and stones, even the odd
insect – the beetle and the worm felt especially pleasurable as her she
consumed their wriggling forms.
She was close.
She stopped. Staring upwards she almost screamed in frustration as she spied
the sleeping form of her future host atop a tree's branch.
There she was. Anna. The one she loved, the one she would be with, the one she
become one with.
Elsa moved with surprising speed, almost flowing over the ground like water.
She slid over the thick branches and began to pull herself up the trunk,
trembling every time she came over a short twig or broken piece of bark stick
out, if her host wasn't so close she would hump and grind this tree until she
finally obtained her perfect orgasm.
Finally she reached the branch; she stared at her beloved for a moment, taking
her in.
Her fair skin made her look so innocence as she slept soundly, her chest slowly
rising and falling, her rosy cheeks redder than normal from summer's loving
kisses and dusted with her cute tiny freckles, her thin lips adorably pursed.
Her strawberry-blonde hair braided into two pigtails dangling off the branch,
swaying in the light breeze, her bangs clung to her forehead through the light
perspiration of the summer warmth. She wore a pink one-piece bathing suit, a
touch too small for her, pushing her basketball sized breasts together, her
cleavage showing the signs of turning red from too much sun and coated in a
thin layer of sweat, the sweet scent of her perspiration mixing with that of
her sun cream. One of her arms sprawled over her torso, pressing lightly
against her boob, her hand falling between her legs, while the other hung off
of the branch. One of her now browning legs stretched across the branch while
the other was bent, the limb beyond her knee hanging off her branch.
Elsa remembered how Anna loved the hot sunny days, after been raised somewhere
so called – the castle often colder than outside thanks to her own out of
control powers. She would often strip off and wear next to nothing to feel the
full extent of the sun's rays. Something Elsa both appreciated and cursed as
she often found herself having to make her dress colder than normal as her
pussy burned with desire – not that it helped too much. Still she remembered
fondly how adorable, if arousing, how her little sister acted.
Elsa began to inch forward, slowly reaching out; pale blue and light purple
tentacles stretching out from her form out of instinct, towards Anna's sleeping
form.
'Now we shall be one my beloved.'
XXX
Within Anna's dream she and Elsa were playing in a large swimming pool in the
back garden of the shared mansion, laughing as they splashed the cold water at
one another, feeling oddly nice in the burning heat of summer.
"Haha you're gonna have to do better than that Anna." Elsa laughed after Anna
dragged her arm along the surface of the water, hitting her sister with a
makeshift wave.
Elsa's hair was unbound and fell over her shoulders, now clinging to her
shoulders, forehead and the tops of her breasts, granting her an almost angelic
beauty as the sun's light created a sheen on the water that now coated her pale
skin, sparkling like snow in winter. Elsa crossed her arms under her chest,
inadvertently drawing Anna's attention almost hypnotically to her breasts,
bouncing as she laughed, clad by the thin light blue bra of her two piece
swimsuit, the slick fabric thin enough she could just make out her nipples,
while pushing her honeydew melons together, water droplets sliding down and
vanishing into the canyon that was her cleavage.
"Cold water doesn't bother me." Elsa suddenly leapt forward, diving at her.
"Arrrgh!" Anna gasped as her sister's palms slammed into her shoulders and
pushed her back.
SPLASH
They both fully submerged into the water. Anna catching a quick glimpse of
Elsa's lower half, the pale blue panty riding up a little, the outline of her
pussy clearly visible and within reach.
Their descent slowed Anna stared up at Elsa, her hands were still on her
shoulders, her hair curling and wriggling in the water like it was alive, her
beauty reaching new levels as the rays of the sun shone around her, almost like
an ascending angel as she floated above her in the water.
The walls of the pool seemed to vanish and they were both suddenly in the ocean
together, slowly descending in the deep blue
Elsa's hands began to move, one sliding round to the back of her neck, cradling
it. Her cheeks burned with arousal and a hint of embarrassment. Elsa's other
hand reached round to the middle of her upper back, lightly kicking her legs
almost majestically.
Her right leg began to bend; sliding gracefully between Anna's forcing her to
awkwardly spread her legs. Her blush deepening as she felt Elsa's knee graze
her swimsuit clad crotch.
Anna shivered at the light touch, lightly lifting her hips, pressing her
clothed pussy against her sister's knee, her heart pounding in her chest. Did
she feel how wet she was getting? Would there be a stain even though they're in
the water?
Elsa began to pull her closer, Anna squeaked as she felt her sister's boobs
press against her own, feeling them almost trying squish each other. She had to
feel her nipples poking her?
Anna squeaked again, this time air bubbles escaping her lips. Why hadn't there
been any before? Shouldn't she need to breathe soon?
Elsa's face moved in, stopping an inch away from her own, it began to turn, her
eyes closing.
'Never mind.'
Elsa pressed her lips against Anna's. She felt her sister's tongue slide over
her lips as if begging permission to enter. Anna let her in, moaning as Elsa's
tongue began to dominate her mouth. They moaned into each other's mouths as
they continued to sink.
Anna allowed her eyes to close, focusing on the kiss and the warmth of her
sister's body in the cold water. She felt the warmth begin to spread. It felt
so good, like Elsa was kissing every inch of her as once, as if her warmth was
surrounding her, filling her. She had never felt such ecstasy, such paradise.
She felt their hearts become one.
She felt her body begin to burn, the heat between her legs suddenly erupted.
She had never felt so horny in her life, her breath began ragged. She needed
more, so much, wanted to taste her sister, for her sister to taste her. She
needed release…she…she needed…
XXX
Anna's eyes snapped open, her breathe even more ragged than it had in her
dream, every inch of her body sticky with sweat. Her face flushed red, her
bosom rapidly rising and falling as fighting to burst out her swimsuit.
Hey eyes bulged.
"Oh! Oh!" She moaned as she felt the suit begin to vibrate atop her nipples and
crotch, she pulled legs up, sitting upright and forcing her legs together, the
vibrating only intensified.
She arched her back, gripping the branch she sat on firmly as a large jolt of
pleasure shot through her body, trembling as her pussy exploded in ecstasy. She
looked down at her crotch; she could see a large wet patch forming only bite
back a startled scream as the bottom of her swimsuit suddenly began to shake.
"Ahh!" Anna gasped her voice higher than normal as the she felt something akin
to sucking sensation on her pussy, the stain vanished and the sucking stopped.
She allowed herself to relax a moment, still gasping for breath, her pussy
still tingling.
Her suit was still vibrating…no…it felt more grinding against her nipples.
'What's happening?!' Anna mentally gasped.
"Ahh!" She moaned as she felt the her suit started to squeeze her breasts
together, it began to vibrate over her pussy again…no…it felt more like the
fabric was starting to dip into her pussy, rubbing against her lips, starting
to dip, to tease her clit.
She couldn't resist anymore, Anna began to grope her right breast, forcefully
squeezing it with the swimsuit, rubbing her thumb over her pointed nipples
beneath her suit, her other diving between her legs, using her middle and index
fingers to push the suit into her pussy, it stretched more than it should,
moulding round her fingers, almost trying to pull them into her pussy.
Elsa felt so close to her perfect orgasm she could almost taste it, she was in
heaven, she and Anna were bonding, she was wrapped around her body, she wise
riding up her ass, rubbing against her breasts, pumping her pussy, she was
inside her beloved's pussy. This was what love felt like. She needed more.
"More." Anna moaned, now vigorously fingering her pussy, slamming her fingers
into her sopping cunt, her knuckled pounding against the thin slick fabric
lining her entrance, it was like there was nothing in the way of her fingers
and yet it was like the fabric was vibrating over her fingers, her fingers were
vibrating inside her pussy. This was beyond anything she'd ever felt before.
"We need more!"Anna groaned, not hearing the distortion of her voice, how it
sounded like two mixed together, like hers and Elsa's.
She closed her eyes and threw herself back to lean against the tree and fully
stretch, she missed.
"Aiiee!" Anna screamed, startled as she felt herself fall from the tree, her
limbs acted on their own, turning mid-air, she landed in a crouched position,
her knuckles touching down on the ground.
She suddenly felt like every inch of her skin was on fire like it had in her
dream.
"So…So…hot!"Anna moaned, groping her breast again, she needed release.
Her eyes opened and it was suddenly like she could see everything, everything
looked so sharp. Had she been able to see herself she would see that she was no
longer wearing her swimsuit but a skin tight – tight enough that her pointed
nipples and engorged clit were visible – pale blue and light purple spandex
suit, the colours swirling over her body, her fingers now knifelike claws,
white oval eyes and a fang filled mouth, her tongue at least four times as long
and twice as thick. Her lust filled gaze landed on the sleeping form of
Esmerelda.
The raven woman was laid on a dark purple towel sleeping soundly, her eyes
hidden beneath a pair of purple framed sunglasses, her chest bound by a rather
small purple bra, most of her breast flesh visible and thin enough that even
her oft nipples beneath the fabric were almost visible, and a matching thong
just managing to cover crotch, the edges of her shave pussy barely visible.
Anna began to creep forward, a lustrous grin upon her face. She needed release,
need to cum. She jumped forward, landed atop Esmerelda straddling her waist.
"Aiiieee!" Esmerelda screamed only to be silenced as tentacle grew out of
Anna's shoulder and gagged the terrified woman, she reached for the gag only to
have her arms pinned back against the towel by another pair of tendrils, she
began to kick violently, and other pair and her ankles were pinned.
"So Hot!" Anna groaned with her new voice, her tongue slithering out, dragging
its tip from the base of Esmerelda's to her jawline eliciting shivers, mixed of
disgust on pleasure, her breathing was getting fast now.
Anna stood from Esmerelda and used her tentacles to lift the now struggling
woman from the ground, positioning upright.
Esmerelda stared at the monster than held her above the ground, it began to
spreads its legs, showing her a clear outline of its pussy, the outline began
to blur, the 'skin' over the crotch began to bulge and shake until three new
distinctly phallic looking tendrils erupted from its crotch, they curled and
wriggled in the air before the left one angle downwards.
"MMMPPH!" Her muffled screams in vain as she felt her legs forced apart by the
two tendrils round her ankles, the angled tendril shot forward and slammed into
her clothed pussy.
"MMMPHH'D!" Esmerelda screamed as she felt the tendril trying to burrow its way
in, forcing her thong into her cunt until finally the elastic snapped,
Esmerelda arching forward, her eyes widening and filling with tears as the
tendril forced its way into her cunt, taking the front of ruined thong with it,
the back half fallen to the ground behind her.
Anna moaned as she felt the hot walls Esmerelda's pussy squeezing her new
tendril, not stopping until the tendril was visibly pushing against the inside
of her stomach, the shape visible as it began to retract before slamming
forward again.
Esmerelda continued to scream with pain into the gagging tendril, thrashing
about, desperate to break the monster's grasp or manage to scream for help. But
her struggles were to no avail.
The tendril on the right lurched forward, curling round her captives form
before pounding straight into her ass, forcing her tones cheeks part before
slamming into her tiny puckering anus.
"MMMMPH!" She screamed; her vision now blurring as her pained tears flowed like
a never ending waterfall, it was like someone was trying to force a 3 metre
long thermos into her ass.
The tendril continued driving forward, forcing the tiny sphincter to open.
"MMMMPH!" Her lips parted beneath the tendril, screaming with all her lungs
while trying to stop herself from choking as the pain intensified.
Anna was in heaven, to feel Esmerelda's now moist pussy walls squeezing her
tendril while her tight little asshole did the same to the other; she was
burning up, so close to finally achieving orgasm, she needed more.
Continuing to act on instinct the middle tendril shot forward, the one gagging
Esmerelda retreating.
"AIIIEEEEghpmph!" Once again the young gypsy woman found herself silenced by a
tentacle, this one, however, dived straight into her mouth and slammed into the
back of her throat; she gagged forcefully struggling to breathe.
Anna was in ecstasy, she so close to release, her mouth was so hot, so wet…and
her screams, the vibrations were driving her crazy, she was so close she need
more. She pounced fore, pulling Esmerelda so close that their breasts smashed
into one another.
"We need more!" She moaned.
Then she felt it.
Her cells fast at work inside Esmerelda, spreading herself, it was like they
transforming parts of Esmerelda's body into an extension of her throbbing clit
and could feel herself grinding against. She was so close now, so close.
Esmerelda's struggles stilled, her screams turning into moans as she felt her
sense starting to dull, the pain shrinking along with her strength, been
replaced by a sense of ecstasy and yearning, she began to suck on the tendril
in her mouth while clenching her ass muscles round the second tendril, while
trying to lightly thrust her hips against the one in her cunt but she felt as
though her muscles were turning to jelly and it felt gooood.
She felt her pussy finally give way, cumming hard onto the tendril inside her,
she felt it slurping up her cum from every crevice, she came again and again
and each time she felt herself grow weaker and more aroused.
'Who are you?' Esmerelda thought to herself as she leaned into the creatures
hold as it wrapped its arms around her, pulling her even closer, she felt
herself sinking into its skin. But still she allowed it to hug her closer, her
head falling onto its shoulder and starting to sink into it, its skin like a
mix of deep water and quicksand, pulling her in and was ready to take the
plunge.
We…are…Elsanna!" She moaned as Esmerelda's body melted into her own and
vanished, Elsanna felt to her knees, her tendrils violently twitching until
finally erupting and spewing her semen all over the grass, milking themselves
using the grass until they were empty.
Finally they had achieved it.
They fell forward, face first into one of the many pools of cum, staining one
side of her face and splashing onto her lips. Anna didn't noticed her suit
retract, reforming her bathing suit just as she hadn't noticed its appearance,
she licked her lips, groaning at the sweet taste as she drifted off to sleep,
no longer looking like the girl that had decided to take a nap in a tree in the
park this summer day.
Her skin tone had darkened two shades giving her an almost exotic look; her
breasts had swelled to the size of her big sisters, her ass cheeks becoming
firmer and slightly plumper and her legs had stretched to allow her an
additional few inches in height.
She fell into a deep sleep, possessing a new feeling of life, the ecstasy of
being three beings in one body, to be one with her sister and Esmerelda. The
perfect orgasm. Her dreams quickly filled with more perfect orgasms, she wanted
more; she needed more. Her hungry pussy drooling as she snoozed on, her suit
drinking her 'spills' and teasing her nearly hairless pussy – possessing small
tuffs of strawberry blonde, blonde and black hairs – encouraging dreams of more
perfect orgasms.
A/N Hope you all enjoyed the chapter, I rather enjoyed writing the
transformation scene and hope you all enjoyed reading it. Feel free to request
more like this lol and let me know if you would like to see a series based on
this chapter.
Also I'm thinking of doing chapters based on the poll result, my co-authors and
I have started on a Tiana chapter already, I don't know if we'll do every poll
but we will try so don't forget to vote, this week is Luna Lovegood.
(1) Used google translate, original English is - My friends a new deal is
struck, take this queen and give her the ability to be one with her sister, to
unleash her lust. And in return the spawn of their forbidden desires shall
bring chaos on this town!
***** Sweet Treat *****
Title: Sweet Treat
Main Characters: (Adult) Wendy Darling, Tinkerbell
Categories: Return to Neverland, The Little Mermaid
Contains: Fairy, Food Play, Vore, Giantess, Ice Cream, Sadist, Tongue Play
Cameos: Ariel (Teen)
Planned With: Salamander Blue
Started: 16/03/2018
Finished: 16/03/2018
Wendy Moira Angel Darling stood by the counter in the kitchen of the shared
'house,' her light brown hair reaching just down to her shoulder and brushed
back behind her ears, attired in a fluffy light blue robe, a hint of her blue
nightie peeking out on the edge of her cleavage beneath the 'v' of her robe.
Her pink lips forming a small smile as she placed a light blue bowl on the
counter, placing a teaspoon beside it before fishing the ice cream scoop from
the utensils draw and turning to the large freezer and lifting the golden lid
open, her deep blue eyes searching over the contents before final landing on a
familiar tub, licking her lips softly she bent over and reached into the
freezer, shivering at the cold air, her eyes closing as she felt her nipples
harden beneath her robe as her torso entered the freezer, her slender hand
closing round the tub.
Moaning slightly as she stood back up to her full height, her robe and the
nightie beneath it caressing her pointed nipples as they fell back into place,
she bit her lower lip to silence more moans as she closed the freezer.
Sometimes it was a touch tiresome that her nipples were overly sensitive,
though the benefits definitely more than made up for it.
She placed the tub of cookie dough ice cream on the counter, lifting the lid
and placing it aside and moving to grab the ice-cream scooper, her mouth
already watering, her sweet tooth tingling with anticipation.
Ding-a-Ling
Wendy paused, spying a small orb of golden light fly into the room. She
recognised the familiar orb instantly as the little blonde fairy, Tinkerbell.
Her expression fell into a frown. Ever since Peter had come into her nursery
that night the blonde fairy had been a real nuisance, and she still hadn't
apologized for the attempts on her life and her daughter's, she bit her tongue
her mind conjuring images of giving the pixie a taste of her own medicine, a
few drops of water and she'd be falling to her death like she had tried to do
to her and Jane and not that she'd admit it but she had, had a few dreams
involving having the rather malicious fairy squirming beneath her foot, always
waking up before she knew whether or not she would add that last bit of
pressure or not.
She returned her gaze to the tub of ice cream and began to lift scooper,
hesitating as she was suddenly struck with a small idea, her smirk grew and she
began to watch the fairy out of the corner of her eye, as it neared her as she
did her usual rounds of looking for 'lost things' – that she never returned to
their rightful owners.
Once she was close enough Wendy feigned a scratch and struck the fairy with the
scoop, groaning as she 'stretched' her arm, feigning that she hadn't heard the
sudden bell-like 'jingling.'
Ding-a-Ling
Wendy continued to feign ignorance as she scooped up her first scoop of ice
cream.
xxx
Tinkerbell flew into the kitchen, paling slightly as she took note of Wendy's
giant form; she had been avoiding her since her arrival at the shared mansion
due to their history. She averted her gaze, trying to focus on the floor below
– not daring to dive closer until the older woman left the kitchen, she might
'accidentally' kick her if she did.
"There must be something in here." She muttered to herself, pressing her index
finger to her lips in thought as she continued to stare down at the floor,
leaving a small trail of fairy dust behind her, brushing down her leaf dress
with her other hand, a little self-conscious at the hem of her 'dress' barley
reached her thighs now, not that Peter had noticed, but she was sure someone
else would if they got close enough, she would need to get a new one soon, it
was looking a little frayed now too – then again it was only a leaf.
"Ahh!" Tinkerbell cried as she felt something hard strike her back.
She began to fall, her eyes squeezing shut. She slammed into some kind of
container, her back forced to arch as her legs reaching up along the wall,
flashing her bare ass at whoever was above her as her skirt fell back over her
waist, her chest and cheek pressed into the bottom of the container. She could
feel the large bruise forming on her back, and her right cheek starting to
swell against the 'floor' from the sudden attack.
xxx
Wendy smirked, allowing herself to stare at downed fairy while the fairy
couldn't see her. Wendy took the scooper and slowly began to dig into the
smooth surface of the cookie dough ice cream, slowly gathering a large scoop,
big enough that it threatened to roll straight off the scooper as she slowly
lifted it from the tub.
Slowly she moved it through the air until it hovered directly over the centre
of the bowl, sensually licking her lips as she watched the fairy struggling to
push itself up from the floor, her miniscule form trembling as she began to
bend her legs to gain her balance.
Before the pixie even had chance to start climbing back to her legs Wendy
twisted her wrist and faced the scoop downward, having to bite her tongue to
stop herself from releasing a burst of laughter as the large scoop of ice cream
plopped off the utensil and fell directly onto the fairy's back, right atop her
wings.
SPLAT
Wendy stifled a snort as the fairy splayed out on the base of the bowl, spread
eagle with a giant creamy scoop on her back.
XXX
"Ahh…" Tinkerbell hissed as she began to crawl forward and bend her legs until
they were resting on the 'floor' and slowly began to push herself up.
SPLAT
"Aaahhhh!" Tinkerbell cried, her eyes bulging as she was slammed back onto the
ground as something cold, heavy and the size of a large boulder in comparison
to her struck her back, a spurt of blood erupting from her mouth and smearing
some of the 'boulder' that had broken off when it landed.
Ever so slowly and painfully Tinkerbell began to crane her neck, paling as she
saw the giant scoop of ice cream pinning her, she could already feel her wings
freezing and slick with very thick cream from the giant treat.
She craned her neck more. She swallowed dryly, her heart becoming more erratic
as she watched Wendy going to scoop up another boulder of ice cream, not
looking at the bowl. Had she not seen her?
"W-Wendy!" Tinkerbell tried to shout, her voice cracking as a new surge of pain
shot through her as she tried to push herself up on instinct to try to be heard
and seen – only to be painfully reminded of her current situation.
Wendy didn't look her way, only taking hold of the tub with her free hand to
aid her in gaining another large scoop.
"Wendy!" Tinkerbell yelled again, a little louder, her cheeks burning red.
Still nothing.
The ice cream scoop moved over the bowl, Wendy placing the lid back on the tub
as she absentmindedly turning the scooper over and allowed a larger scoop of
cookie dough ice cream to fall into the bowl.
"NOOOO! AIIIIIIEEEEE-!" Tinkerbell was silenced as the next scoop landed atop
the first, another spurt of blood erupting from Tink's mouth and staining her
chin. She began to choke and gag as she tried to inhale, the icy air combined
with the added weight making it near impossible to take in the air she needed.
Relief flooded the fairy's body as the second bolder slowly slid off the first,
landing next it with a sudden 'PLOP.' Her relief, however, was short lived as
she found herself biting back another yell of pain as the fallen scoop pinned
her left arm from her shoulder down.
XXX
Wendy's smile was strained as she moved to gather the second scoop of ice
cream, the tiny panicked 'bells' coming from her bowl music to her ears. She
actually felt disappointed that she couldn't watch this scoop fall on the
pixie. She forced herself to look at the lidless tub of ice cream and started
putting the lid back in place as she dropped the large scoop into the bowl,
there was a long sharp ring of the 'tiny bell' before being silenced after a
familiar 'splat' followed by a 'plop.'
With light fast steps she returned the tub to the freezer, actually briefly
groping her breast as the cold teased her nipples as it mixed with the
excitement of having the fairy that had tried to kill her and her daughter, she
might even have to stop herself at just scaring the fairy.
She reclaimed the ice scream scoop and swiftly licked the end clean, savouring
the delectable sweet taste, her mouth-watering. She tossed the spoon into the
sink before taking hold of the teaspoon she placed beside the bowl and stuck it
into the first scoop in the centre of the bowl without looking, trying to
ignore the weak ringing she heard. She reached into the cupboard beneath the
counter and fished out a brown plastic bottle with a purple label with brightly
coloured writing, she flipped open the cap and turned it over the bowl and with
a light squeezing chocolate sauce began to pour from the opening, falling over
the scoops of ice cream like magma or lava from some chocolatey volcano. Wendy
pretended to not notice the struggling fairy, even as some of the chocolatey
lava ran onto her, mixing with her blonde hair and gliding over her cheeks.
Licking her lips sensually once again she lifted the bowl and made her way
through the closer door and into the living room, sparing a glance to the arm
chair by the fireless fireplace where she had sat the night before.
"So Ariel found my slippers." Wendy giggled, glancing at the now slipperless
carpet. Personally she found the redhead's fetish adorable, as long as she
cleaned the footwear when she was done of course, she and some of the other
adults had discussed setting up a box for her so they didn't end up running
round because shoes were missing – again. They just needed to have a word with
the slippery redhead and they'll be able to fill the box with shoes they'd
'lend' to her – Meg had made a lude comment that Ariel could clean hers when
she's wearing them which had led to the suggestion of including shoes that
needed a clean.
Wendy sat herself in the large purple armchair, moaning to herself as she
relaxed in the large chair. She looked down her bowl of ice cream, smiling as
she pretended to not notice the squirming fairy as she began to spoon up small
amounts of her ice cream and eat it, deliberately making over the top sounds of
delight at each small mouthful.
There was that little bell again.
Ding-a-Ling
This time Wendy allowed herself to look directly into the small fairy's
desperate face, chuckling slightly as she made out the features of relief and
joy setting into her golden face – stained with crimson and chocolate.
She couldn't help it, Wendy burst out into a fit of laughter and not just any
laugh but a full belly laugh, her entire giant form trembling with it at the
pitiful sight and it was made all the better as the joy and relief drained from
Tinkerbell's face and was replaced with fear and panic. Her struggles grew
still and slowly so did Wendy's laughter.
*Wendy?* Tinkerbell said slowly as she watched the giantess scoop up a larger
bit of the 'boulder' and took it to her lips, moaning at the taste.
Wendy's smile grew, she loved that tiny ringing now, she could feel her lower
lips tingling at the fact she had the fairy at her mercy like she had in her
dreams. But still she needed more, she wanted the tiny bitch to feel the same
fear she and her daughter had felt.
"You know you shouldn't play in ice cream…Tink…you'll catch your death,
especially wearing so little." Wendy voiced with false concern, enjoying how
the tiny girl seemed to flinch when she uttered the abbreviation of her name,
her smile showing the fairy how she licked her teeth in a rather predatory
fashion as she made out the girl's now blue lips. Wendy's smile grew into a
predatory grin as a new idea began to entice her mind.
"Here I'll warm you up." Wendy said calmly as she used the back of her spoon to
push the main scoop off the tiny girl before reaching down and plucking her by
her wings, enjoying the sharp ringing she heard as the blonde girl visibly and
audibly screaming, while taking in the large bruise forming on her now blue
back and feeling another pleasant twinge as she registered just how wet and
cold the pixie's wings were. She was sure if she just applied a little more
pressure on her thumb and index finger the wings would start to splinter and
finally shatter – the image sent a very pleasant shiver down her spine.
Slowly Wendy began to move the fairy towards her mouth, parting her teeth and
allowing her tongue to extend towards the dangling fair like a thick, moist red
carpet.
*No! No! NOOOO!* Tinkerbell screamed, struggling against Wendy's hold.
The tongue slid back in to Wendy's mouth.
"Now, now…Tink…you wouldn't want to damage your wings by thrashing around too
much…or for me to drop you." A false smile of concern was plastered on her
face. "I don't think you can fly while your wings are like this and a fall from
this height would be quite painful for you." Her 'concerned' smile grew. "Or
worse if you fell into my mouth the shock might cause me to accidentally
swallow you." Wendy barley suppressed her moan as a rather powerful jolt shot
down her spine and her legs actually inched closer.
Tinkerbell ceased her struggling.
"Good girl." Wendy praised with a patronising tone and smile.
Her tongue slid back out and Tinkerbell flinched. Slowly Wendy began to inch
her captive towards her waiting mouth, she didn't care if she tasted horrible
and left a bad taste in her mouth for a month, the sheer terror in the fairy's
tiny face and her trembling was absolutely delicious and more than worth the
need for mouth wash.
Though Wendy did hesitate before lowering Tinkerbell until her tiny bare feet
touched down on her tongue, smirking at the fairy suddenly going tense when she
touched down on her giant, hot tongue, her cookie dough scented, icy breath
washing over the girl, causing her shivering to grow, crossing both arms over
her tiny chest and bending her legs slightly.
Then it hit her. Wendy's eyes widened, her pupils dilating as her taste buds
registered the small hint of flavour, her mouth filling with saliva as a taste
that was a mixture of sugar and honey filled her mouth, without even thinking
her tongue curled up, sluggishly hooking round the blonde's tiny legs and
pulled her in with help from her hand until she was buried waste down into
Wendy's mouth and the flavour suddenly intensified.
She was delicious!
*Aiiiiieeee!* Tinkerbell screamed as she felt her legs submerged into the very
hot, humid and wet environment that was Wendy's mouth, her once icy breath
suddenly like a furnace.
Wendy groaned round the fairy's legs, her tongue slowly sliding over her legs,
the side of her tongue dipping between the fairy's thighs and prompting her
tiny legs to start violently kicking at her tongue. Wendy's moans intensified
as felt Tinkerbell's tiny feet massaging her tongue while blessing it with her
flavour.
'Oh god! If I knew she…knew it tasted like…this…oh god I would have done this
years ago…soooo good!' Wendy internally groaned.
The tip of her tongue found its way between Tinkerbell's legs and slammed into
her pussy.
*Ahh!* Tink gasped, her hands balling at her sides as the giant tongue
forcefully lapped at and slammed into her cunt, clumsily bruising her inner
thighs as it did so.
"Sooo good." Wendy moaned round Tinkerbell's legs – the blonde suddenly jolting
as the vibrations of her voice cumulated on her cunt, her cheeks flushing with
confusing arousal.
SLURP
*Aiiiiieeeee!* Tinkerbell screamed as she was suddenly pulled in deeper into
Wendy's mouth until her small breasts were pressed against her giant lips.
Wendy frowned. Her tongue stopped.
"Bleh!" She spat the now dripping fairy back into the bowl of half melted ice
cream with a small 'splash' and she began wiping her tongue with her mouth and
spitting into her sleeve. How could she have been so stupid?
She plucked the fairy from her bowl again – this time tangling her by her
chocolatey hair – enjoying the expression of pain and discomfort as she limply
squirmed and kick, no longer daring to the thrash while Wendy was holding her.
She swiftly extended her large fingers towards the dark green, bitter tasting,
dress she wore and tore it away with little effort and extreme ease,
maliciously grinding it between her fingers until it was a leaf powder and she
allowed it to fall from her finger and wiped them off on her robe.
"Now shall we resume getting you warm dear?" Tinkerbell really didn't like the
hungry look in Wendy's eyes.
This time Wendy moved Tinkerbell straight to her lips rather than slowly onto
her tongue, and sucked her in head first until only her fat ass and kicking
legs remained out – the fairy couldn't help but be reminded of the time she was
stuck in the draw in the Darling's Nursery. That is until her eyes widened with
horror as the giant tongue began to lift from the floor of the mouth, the tip
deliberately catching her cheek and removing half the layer of chocolate sauce
on it. Wendy moaned at her taste and allowed her tongue to press itself against
her now naked tits as she began to suck on the naked fairy. Her obvious fear
making this all the sweeter, but this was no longer about the fear and if there
was any doubt in that it vanished when Tinkerbell slipped when one of her
punches slid along the tongue and her face pressed into the tongue and a new
favour spread throughout Wendy's mouth as the nearly dried blood touched down
on her tongue and a strong taste of really sweet raspberry jam – mixed with
chocolate sauce was mixed in with Tinkerbell's natural flavour.
At that moment all self-control vanished.
Gasping Wendy roughly pulled Tinkerbell from her lips and roughly submerged her
into the melted ice cream, grinding her against the base before shoving her
back into her mouth feet first until her breasts slammed into her lips.
SLURP
Tinkerbell vanished into Wendy's mouth, her tongue briefly appearing to wipe
the ice cream left on her lips before she began to suck on the struggling
fairy, slamming her into the sides, the top and the bottom of her mouth with
her tongue, the odd crunch and squirt of jam adding both pleasure and taste to
her captive.
Wendy's eyes closed as she leaned back into her chair, tossing her about and
forcefully sucking on her flailing, beaten body.
After several minutes the struggling stopped and the taste had started to fade,
aside from the occasional burst of sweet raspberry when the tiny creature
caught on Wendy's teeth or was struck overly hard.
Tinkerbell could barely bring herself to even lift her head as she felt herself
been slowly pulled to the back of Wendy's throat, only able to see because of
her own dimming glow, feeling overly exhausted, her body slick and glinting
with saliva from her own glow, her hair drenched and clinging to her head and
face.
Her heart lurched in her chest as she felt her legs start to fall down Wendy's
throat.
GULP
Tinkerbell gasped as she was suddenly pulled back, her body from her neck down
sliding into Wendy's throat and briefly catching a glimpse of the world outside
Wendy's mouth as her lips briefly parted to release a pleasant sigh.
GULP
Tinkerbell fully fell into Wendy's throat, she didn't fight it and simply
allowed herself to slide downwards, resigning herself to her fate and finding
some small comfort and enjoyment in the tight hot space of Wendy's throat, its
walls pressing around her body firmly, it reminded her of a very tight, wet and
rather slimy hug if she was honest.
XXX
GULP
Wendy groaned to herself, tracing the large lump in her throat until it
vanished beneath her chest, her own legs feeling wet and sticky from the orgasm
the tiny creature had granted her.
"Thanks for the sweet treat." Wendy laughed to herself, absentmindedly patting
her tummy before lifting her bowl of melted ice cream and chocolate sauce to
her lips and drinking it down, waste not as her mother had always told her –
and what she always told Jane and Danny.
KREEEN
Wendy glanced up, her heart suddenly jerking; she pulled her robe closed as the
door to the hallway opened and a familiar redheaded girl attired in a pink
nightie stepped into the living room with red cheeks and a certain pair of pale
blue carpet slippers in her hand.
"Morning Ariel." Wendy greeted, the redheaded teen flinched, biting her lower
lip nervously as she looked down at what she was holding and back to Wendy.
"I-I f-found th-these…" She began shakily, dropping them as she found herself
unable to hold them, tears brewed in her eyes as her mind started conjuring
improbable reactions of disgust and hatred, unsure how to lie her way out of
this situation, she knew she should have snuck back last night to return them
but…she was just so tired.
"Shh it's okay." Wendy said softly as she gracefully stood from her chair and
crossed the room, pulling Ariel into a motherly embrace; the girl flinched at
the contact. With a sad smile Wendy leaned in and kissed her forehead.
"You don't have to worry little princess." She continued in the same soft
motherly tone, stroking Ariel's hair three times as she held her close, trying
to calm her. "We know about your…interest in our shoes…and socks and slippers…"
She stopped herself before she could go on and list all the lost articles of
clothing and footwear that mysteriously turned up where they had been taken
from.
"Y-You do? W-We?" Ariel was shaking like a leaf in Wendy's embrace.
"Shh…no one objects Ariel, but we need to have a small chat…to make things
easier on us all." She began to lead Ariel from the room, forgetting about the
bowl that now sat in her chair, though Cinderella would be sure to remind her
repeatedly later.
"I'll call a house meeting." Wendy continued in an even softer tone, Tinkerbell
already forgotten except for a rather pleasant feeling in her tummy.
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