A Night with the Noblewoman (Pussy Route)

"And lastly, this one here is the snail fork. You use it for pulling out the snail's flesh out of its shell- No, Mistress Xena! You can't use the snail fork as a toothpick! "

Xena looks back nonchalantly, not taking the fork out of her teeth. "I know that. But we're not in court right now, aren't we?"

"Hum... Yeah, I guess..."

"Right." She pulls out a decently-sized chunk of chicken, which she puts back on her tongue and gulps down. "You've shown me all the utensils and the walking and the sitting protocols, I think we should get some sleep now. Don't wanna be groggy and sleepy on my first date with a monarch, right?"

"Right... Well, you know, we don't have to go to sleep right away."

"Oh, Trudy, please. Please don't tell me there are more forks you haven't shown me?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant. As your assigned servant, I can offer some specific services."

It takes a few moments for Xena's brain to finish processing the untold part of the sentence. "Oh. Oh! Trudy, that's... that's not necessary."

"You don't want it?"

"I don't want you to do anything you wouldn't want to do."

Trudy blush a little and she looks at her feet. "I wouldn't be doing anything that I don't want to do," she mumbles.

Xena leans forward to hear the human's voice better. "You... you'd want to lay with me?"

"I wouldn't be opposed..." After pushing a lock of wavy hair behind her hair, she glances up at the orc for a second before looking back down. Xena sees clear hints of desire in the noblewoman's eyes.

"If you want to join me in my bed, then I won't say no..."

Trudy gets up and moves towards the bed, giving Xena an expectant look. Xena joins her swiftly, pushing her onto the mattress and climbing on top of her.

"Oh, Mistress Xena," the noblewoman coos. "I have to be honest; I find you really attractive."

The orc blushes despite her attempt to stay unaffected. "Well you're good-looking too."

Two small human hands gently grab onto the orc's neck, pulling her down into a kiss. Xena's tongue dwarfs Trudy's, pushing deep into the lady's mouth and making her gasp for air once the kiss ends.

While Trudy pulls up her dress to reveal her toned legs, Xena hastily rips off her nightgown. Underneath, she wears some simple underwear, and Trudy cannot stop staring at the cameltoe.

Acting out of instinct, Xena slips a hand under the waistband of her underwear as if to pull out her dick. She freezes when her hand encounters the absence of cock. "Oh," she mutters, when she remembers her latest body modification.

"Would you like me to be on top?" Trudy asks while carefully observing the now blushing orc.

Without a word, Xena lays down on her back besides her human companion, looking down at her crotch with a mix of concern and intrigue. She has been with other women before, she has touched, played with and fucked a good number of pussies; None of these experiences have prepared her to be on the receiving end of these acts.

Trudy starts by gently caressing Xena, kissing her neck and whispering gentle words. "It's gonna be alright, honey. I will do my best to make you feel good, and I want you to tell me if at any point you want to stop. I want to make you feel good, because you deserve pleasure and love."

Xena lets herself relax under the delicate hand of her concubine. Only when she unclenches her hand does she realize how tense she had been.

"Relax, girl. Let yourself enjoy your new body."

Xena lets out a long exhale, pushing the stress out through her lungs. Before getting on top of Trudy, she hadn't quite realized how apprehensive she had been about her new genitals. She's excited, for sure, but she is also much more nervous than she had thought she would be.

Trudy's lips leave her neck, going down to her breasts. Since her transformation, no one had properly touched Xena's breasts. Feeling her partner's warm mouth closing around her nipples reveals to her just how sensitive they truly are, coaxing loud moans out of her.

She holds her hands over her mouth, a move that Trudy disapproves of. "Oh, honey, do not fear your own reactions. If you focus on trying to be silent, you won't be able to focus on appreciating this."

"But... it's embarrassing..."

"Only of you let it embarrass you. I promise you that any noise produced from your pleasure is beautiful and deserves to be let loose."

Xena hesitates a little, but finally chooses to uncover her mouth. There is something warm and reassuring about Trudy, prompting her to trust the smaller woman.

Xena's hands move to her side, and she looks at the ceiling to avoid meeting the human's loving gaze. She tries to let herself enjoy the act, but she still feels a little shy about doing that while maintaining eye contact.

It is almost funny, she thinks. She doesn't remember ever acting this shy in bed before. Maybe, back then, she felt no pressure to hide her pleasure, since the dysphoria meant there was much less pleasure to hide.

She soon stops pondering about her hangups when she feels the other woman's lips moving down across her torso. Trudy kisses her chest, then her toned abs, and finally, she gives a little kiss on the orc's hairy pubis.

Xena's curiosity wins over her shame, and she looks down at the head moving down between her legs, biting her lip when she sees Trudy's mouth hovering right above her new vulva.

"Would you kindly spread your legs for me, Mistress Xena?"

Xena's thighs move on their own, opening wide and fully exposing her crotch.

"It's really quite pretty," Trudy praises while gazing at Xena's genitals. She gently brushes the furry lips, then pull them apart. The orc gasps when she feels fingers against her coochie. It is... exhilarating. And yet, this simple contact pales in comparison with what comes after.

Trudy moves her mouth forward, engulfing Xena's clitoris and pushing her tongue against it. Xena cries out, overtaken by the mix of surprise and pleasure. Her partner stops moving for a second, looking up to monitor her reactions.

They stay motionless like this for a moment, letting Xena acclimates to the sensations of her new anatomy. She gasps when Trudy's face moves away from her cunt.

"Does it feel good?" the woman asks, her chin dripping with some sort of gooey drool.

Xena nods; She doesn't know what else to say as this whole thing is still pretty confusing.

Trudy dives back in, but this time she properly moves her tongue. This all-new stimulation turns the massive buff warrior into a quivering and whimpering mess. Her hips buck on their own, her breath becomes erratic and her heart feels like a drum trying to hammer itself out of her chest.

She feels something approaching, a wave of intense emotions crashing over and over against a dam that is about to burst. When the dam breaks, she realizes that the tidal wave of pleasure running her over is an orgasm.

The room trembles from the screams of ecstasy that the orc lets out, and her legs close down around Trudy. If it weren't for the witch's enchantment preventing her from harming humans, Xena might've accidentally squished the other woman's head with her thunderous thighs.

Xena's brain is flooded with endorphins, leaving her in an almost sedated state for the next few minutes. Trudy moves away from the sensitive green cunt, climbing on top of Xena and hugging her tightly.

"Good girl," the noblewoman whispers against her ears.

Xena lets out a noise between a purr and a whimper, reacting positively to the other woman's praise. She stays still for a minute, and when she moves it is only to grab the other woman in a tight hug.

They fall asleep together, holding onto one another.