A day in the life of Lilian of Acirema

I fidgeted slightly as I stood in Princess Arma's private bedroom, my cute and sexy black dress changed out for a plainly cute white dress made for me. Arma sat on her large plush bed, her face lit in delight as she watched me look at myself in the chamber's mirror. Her dress was surprisingly restrained, a black and gold article with a modest skirt and a very low cut that revealed vast tracts of... land. I tried not to stare at the inviting chasm between Arma's breasts.

To be honest, I had expected something worse when Cheryl brought me to Princess Arma's private quarters. Memories of her heavenly blowjob that "fateful" night and the day I put the bread in the oven in both the Princess and her mother floated in my mind when we reached the door. I thought that once the doors open, we would be greeted with a room decked with sex toys and the likes, an eagerly sex-hungry Arma dressed to show off as much skin as possible.

Instead, everything looked... normal. No sex toys in sight, no fancy sexual furniture, nothing that could tell anyone of the Princess's nature. And while the dress did little to leave any imagination for Arma's bust (goodness she's quite stacked, I'm tempted to shove my face into there), it otherwise was mundane and again, normal. Cheryl left me and Arma alone after a bow, though not before she sent a teasing smile at me. I rolled my eyes at the green-haired maid, before Arma caught my attention with a hug.

I will admit, it felt nice to have those hefty pairs of flesh press up against mine, or to feel Arma's warm arms and body as she greeted me.

"Hello, Lilian~" Arma said once we separated from the hug. "I do hope you didn't wait for too long, my love?"

"Er, n-no, your highness," I said, careful to not let my eyes stray downwards. Arma giggled as she walked off to one of the room's clothing cabinets.

"Oh, Lily dear, you can call me Arma," the pink-haired royal said as she rummaging through the cabinets for something. "You are my and mother's betrothed after all, no need to keep up with the formalities that's expected of you. Especially since you're now one of us royals."

"Well yes, but I haven't been, uh, yours for too long, your-er, Arma," I stumble a bit over my words. Turns out, rather than the months that passed in the previous timeline - long enough for the overt signs of pregnancy to develop in both Arma and Artelle - its only been weeks, nearing a month since that night with the Princess. While plenty of the nights were spent in throes of passionate breeding (I blush at how rough I could get with the royals), plenty more were quiet nights as I returned to my studies of political, economic, and magical materials. At least I had that over my old James-self, who couldn't be trusted to manage even a pet for a week. "Its a bit hard to forget ingrained habits and lessons, you know?"

"Oh, nonsense Lily," Arma admonished me - every use of that pet name makes my heart skip a beat - as she pulled out a white dress of the cute kind from the cabinet. One that was definitely sized for me. The pink-haired princess turned to me and shot me a flirty look, a grin on her face. "You certainly know when to drop etiquette ever since that night we've had together with mother. My, such a rough and dirty girl you were."

"I-uh, that's..." Flushed as a tomato, I try to refute Arma's teasing remark but my memories again tell me that, yes, I may have inherited my old James-self behavior during sex. That is to say, I fuck like a dog in heat especially whenever the Princess casts that demon spell to grow a dick on me. "That's v-very different, h-honey!"

"Aw, you're adorable Lily, you know that?" Arma laughed as she approached me, dress in hand. "And you'll surely be more adorable with this cute dress I had made for you!"

Before I could respond, Arma's eyes glint with a bit of lust as she licks her lips. I could plainly tell she was looking at my chest, a notion that makes my heart beat a touch louder in my ears.

"Not to say you don't look ravishing in that getup," Arma's tone took on a slight sultry mood. A second later she giggled and she thrust the white dress into my hands, the skirt fluttering. "Enough of that, try it on Lilian!"

And so here we are, me looking at my reflection on a gilded mirror as I appraise the plain yet very adorable dress on my figure. It felt different than what I had on me upon exiting into this brave new timeline, perhaps because it lacked the dramatic flair or the gilded ruby gems. As my fingers trace the black choker that came with the outfit, Arma stood up and walked over to my side, the mirror reflecting both of our visages. I felt the Princess's right arm loop around my left as she got close to me, her bountiful chest just touching my own.

"Arma?" I question. The pink-haired Princess did not answer, staring at my reflection with a look of... contentment? I'm not sure what the look is, but she seemed in be in a good mood.

"We're quite the cute couple, aren't we Lily?" Arma asked me as she leaned onto me. I try ignore how close her boobs are as I formulated a response.

"I suppose we are... honey." I'm still not sure what brought my wife into a retrospective mood, but... it felt nice. Wholesome. Different from what my James-self wanted out of love and relationships, and a far cry from the coldhearted approach to social interactions my old Lilian-self had.

Arma chuckled at my use of a pet name. "Fate truly did intend for us to meet that night. Prowling the grounds like a predator, looking for my next client... then I ran into you."

The memories came as easily to me like breathing. "I'll have you know, you gave me quite the fright when you waltzed up to me. Almost dropped all my study supplies and readings onto the ground."

"Mm, and I'm not apologizing for that, my love. The squeak you let out is incredibly adorable~"

"How was I suppose to react? I was only a peasant girl aiming to for a position in the royal government, I really didn't expect to for the kingdom's princess to run into me at the dead of the night."

"Like I said, fate brought us together~"

"More like luck, sweetheart," I playfully refuted, leaning into Arma as I looked at our reflections. "I'm sure fate also wanted me to plow your mother?"

Arma, for once, blushed a bit. "I did get a bit carried away, yes. Mother has always been off ever since father's passing and I thought... if you could make me incredibly happy from a short talk together..."

"... that I could revitalize some part of your mother?" I completed the Princess's sentence. My left hand grasped Arma's right and squeezed gently. The buried guilt from my old James-self surfaced again, though I quickly tempered it before it cascaded into something worse. I whisper to my wife. "I don't blame you, Amy. I don't know if I can truly repair that damage, but I'll try for your sake and for my children's sake..."

"... than you, Lilian."

We stood there in silence, hand in hand, leaning on each other as we gazed at our reflections. I glanced over to Arma and she glanced over to me. Our eyes met and I couldn't help but smile, a gesture that made her giggle lightly. Turning to face me proper, she leaned further into me and-

-kissed me on the lips. I blinked and stared deep into Arma's pink eyes. Before I knew it, I kissed the princess back, my hands moving to grasp my lover's own hands. Our chests pressed up against each other as we locked lips, this time our tongues broke through and began to play with each other. We moaned softly as our hands broke contact and began to explore each other's bodies. I felt Arma's hands land on my rear and squeeze, making me gasp a bit. My own hands didn't hesitate to reach out and firmly grasped the Princess's tits, making the pink-haired nymph let out a deep moan into my mouth.

Unsurprisingly, and fortunately, I found that she wasn't even wearing anything under the dress.

After a few more seconds of us kissing each other deeply, we broke apart as several thin trails of saliva connected our lips. Our breaths got heavier, my heartbeats were heavier and louder, and I could feel our bodies heat up as we look at each other again with clear lust in our eyes.

"H-Hah... A-Arma," I whispered, pushing my body up against my beloved's. I could feel my groin tingle as a I lightly grind myself against the princess's pelvis. "Arma... A-Amy, honey..."

"Yes, my king?" Arma held me close, enjoying the sensations of my body grinding itself against her own.

"I... I want to fuck you," my heartbeats pound loudly in my ears as I ask. Some part of me warned against it, knowing of the issues the spell presented. Yet, in the heat of the moment as I stared longingly into my wife's eye, most of me just wanted to make her moan my name loudly. "I want to pound you hard, plow that fertile pussy of yours, fill you up with my fucking seed."

Arma smiled, her eyes filled with an aroused fire as her right hand touched the side of my face.

"God, I love when it when you talk to me like that, my beloved king," we then kissed deeply, tongues tying each other up as Arma's other hand slipped away from squeezing my ass. Hiking my skirt up, she deftly pushed my panty aside and began to finger my wet pussy. I broke our kiss as I gasp loudly from the sensation, my hips moving with each pump of Arma's fingers.

"A-Ah, oh, A-Amy!" I groaned, savoring the fingering I was getting from the princess. I felt Arma's free hand start to undress me, sliding the straps of my dress off and easily removing my underwear. I felt my breasts exposed to the open air before Arma started to tweak my nipples. I let out a loud moan as I was assailed by both fingering and nipple teasing from Arma. "Amy, yes, l-like that, uooooh..."

"Lily~" Arma cooed, channeling magic into the fingers deep inside my vagina. Feeling the energy, I groan and moan as the Princess wordlessly cast that spell. Distinctive dark purple motes of magical energy materialized around us as a faint glow of hazy violet appeared above my pussy. "Here it comes, my lovely lord~"

"Uoooooooooooooh fuuuuuuuck...." I groaned heavily, burying my face into Arma's titties. My hands gripped the Princess's hips, stabilizing my stance as my legs buckled from the sensations. I could feel a something growing above my vagina, a familiar feeling in so many ways. I felt some kind of pressure build up in me, making me mewl and beg for a release. Arma continued to whisper nothing into my ears, her hand running through my hair and continuing to strip the dress of my figure.

"Almost there, Lily~" Arma hummed. "And... there we go~"

Removing my face from Arma's boobs, I glimpsed at the raging erection that sat above my pussy. A long cock of decent girth twitched, a pair of testicles with it that sat atop my vagina. Bulbs of precum dripped out from the head of my magically grown penis, a few saved by Arma's pointer finger. Licking it, the Princess hummed with eagerness as she gave me a look.

"A-Ah, Amy..." I breathed out, feeling my cock twitch again. The pink-haired princess licked her lips and began to undress herself. Back away from me, she kept her facing to me as a she backpedaled towards the bed. I watched, entranced by the ease of her movements and the smouldering desires in her eyes. Once she got the skirt off and the sleeves halfway off, the telltale gesture of come hither was given.

"Come and claim what's rightfully ours, my highness~"

With heavy breaths, I sashay my way to Arma as I looked at my wife's eyes. I licked my lips and lined myself up into the folds of her glistening wet pussy. There was no pause. No hesitation, no question of readiness. I slam my cock into Arma, letting out a deep moan of satisfaction as my cockhead entered the depths of my betrothed. Arma herself gasped and groaned, her titties bouncing from my rough thrusts. Her eyes looked into mine, burning with love and lust.

My hands move to tease Arma's pussy, opening the wet folds more as a I continued to pound the pink-haired nymph.

"Oh Lily! Yes, yes, yessssss!" Arma gasped out. "Plow me harder Lily, ah!~ Punish me like the slut I am!~"

"Fuck you feel good, you damn whore," I growled, something in me emboldened by my wife's cries of pleasure. I felt something build up in my balls, the telltale sensations of ejaculation. "Oh God, Amy! I'm so c-close~ I'm gonna fill you with my s-seed again~"

"P-Please, Lily, give to me~ I want m-more children, uoooh~"

"Ah, ah, a-ah, Amyyyyyyyy I'M CUMMING!"

We screamed each other names in tandem as we came together. Pussy juice mixed with semen as I, again, fill Arma's insides with my baby batter. Collapsing onto my beloved, I still continue to thrust deep into her even as the cock begins to recede. Boobs pressed against each other, I eagerly capture Arma's lips and we sloppily made out as the last of my magical cock disappeared, leaving behind a cum-filled pussy behind. Moaning as we made out with each messily, we stayed like this on the bed for a good bit, savoring the afterglow and our passionate kissing.

Before any of us could speak, someone knocked on the door to the Princess' chamber. Breaking my kiss with Arma, I look up with a scrunched face at the door as the knob twisted. Was it Cheryl? Or maybe the Queen, looking to see what we were doing? A part of me hoped it was Artelle, as I was eager to fill her tight snatch again. The door opened and the person that stepped inside was...

[AN: Not sure if anyone noticed that Lilian's village name is an anagram of America. Also, _hoooooly _shit it took so many generated images in civitai.com (with some help with what sparse trial tokens I could spare on openart.ai) to get the sex scene. Granted, it didn't help that I started off from the previous image but at least with certain settings (i.e., high enough denoising slider and some extra resources thrown in) I can really make some drastic changes between images in the img2img workflow. Maybe I'll share a post on civitai.com with all the image generations that were failures or I didn't use outside of reference material for the model. In fact, the image of Lilian and Arma dressed up is from me using OpenArt to create a proper base image I could the use to generate the sex scene in Civitai.

EDIT: Here's a gallery featuring most of the image generations it took for me until I got the good one.]