A Nervous Prince

Bale marched into the Royal-Hall his suit well pressed and his arm wrapped around his mother's. When the prince finally came to a stop at the podium he blushed at the veiled sight of his short wife.

He let a deep sigh of happiness slip through before moving forward and releasing his mother. The two lovebirds then linked arms and faced the priest. His old wizened eyebrows twitched at the unusual pair. But, he preformed his ceremony to the letter.

Hours later the wedding feast began and the happy couple enjoyed the wine and merryment. King Josun came over clearly drunk and congratulated the couple before giving the bride the key to her chastity belt. She blushed pink before becoming infuriated with her father for doing that in public.

She put it away before quietly nudging her husband to let them retire for the evening. The guests departed. just as they were about to go to their bed the Queen pulled her son aside in a guest room. She wanted to speak with him alone.

"I have the key." She said her voice filled with mirth and veiling malice.

"Good I was getting worried."

"Well come on pull down your trousers."

"What, but mother!! That would be indecent!!"

"Indecent why I never!!" She gave him a fake disappointed glare at her second born making him flinch in guilt.

"I formed you in my womb for nine months. I changed you since your birth young man. And I was the one who placed that belt on you."

"Did you have to be the one to do that?" Bale flinched at that before glaring rather annoyed at her.

"You know that belt isn't made by humans it's mousekin magic. And it will only lock or unlock for a single person. "She grinned mischievously for a moment making Bale gulp at how beautiful her lips looked. Marissa then walked towards her son pulling out the key.

"King Josun didn't trust you not to unlock your belt. So he made sure the key would only function for me."

"Oh-- um... okay " Bale nervously dropped his trousers in front of his mother.

A minuscule hairless pecker covered in rubber flopped out of the belt. It looked positively....

Marissa began to look at the tiny thing with amusement. Thanks to her efforts it was now even smaller than the day Bale left her womb.

The Succubus Queen patted herself on the back on sending out her proposed chastity belt's dimensions to King Josun. The Succubus then reached down for his locked member and grasped the lock.

Marissa stifled her laughter unlocking the trapped member for it's owners wedding day.

Bale blushed at his mother being present with his pants being down and his meager cock in the open. His tiny pecker was mere milimeters from his mother's nose. Her eyes shifted to the middle looking with amusement at the long sheltered tool.

Clumsily he grabbed his pants pulling them up before rushing towards the door. She barely managed to hold in her laughter as the door slammed shut.

The prince made his way towards the bedroom finding his wife in a racy dress. She looked at him starry eyed grasping his shoulders before pulling off his coat. Her warm petite hands then grasped his pants and pulled downward.