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Chapter 3 by Wikia Wikia

What kind of lesbian story are we following?

Another Lady Villainess

Anne opened the curtains to let the light in.

Lady Katarina hogged most of the bed, her limbs spreading outward, her mouth wide open as she snored in a very unladylike position. Anne removed her blanket, revealing that instead of the nightgown she had last seen her in, she was completely naked.

Latched onto Katarina's naked body was another naked body. This one had blond hair cut into a neck-length style, missing the frilly bonnet that she kept in it. Her name was Maria Campbell.

While Katarina was still dead to the world, Maria felt the lack of a blanket on her naked body, stirred awake. She shot up into a sitting position.

"M-Miss Anne!"

Anne didn't scold her for her lack of decency, not that she was one to talk.

"I would think that Lady Katarina would like her morning tea before she meets with the family for breakfast. Wouldn't you say?"

Maria crawled off the bed and scrambled for her effects.

"Yes! Of course."

She walked out of the room, her maid uniform a laundry pile in her arms as she did the walk of shame down the hall, her face all red.

She passed a pair of maids, who both gave her a good-natured smile. They didn't comment on her nudity. After all, they had their tits and bush fully exposed, as was typical of maid and butler uniforms throughout all the noble homes of Sorceir. Maria's faux pas was more professional than anything else.


When Katarina woke up with her head injury, she had been exposed to more bare skin than she knew what to do with. To say things were different for the Japanese girl would be putting it lightly.

She recognized the face she saw in the mirror, but the world was a different story. It looked exactly how Fortune Lover described it, but Fortune Lover was a game meant for all ages. There was no nudity -- even the implications of it -- let alone sexual content.

A part of her was ashamed to admit that she knew why things were so radically different. She wasn't in the otome game Fortune Lover. Instead, by some insane cosmic something or other, she was now living the life of Katarina Claes from a Fortune Lover fanfiction she had once read.

It was called Another Lady Fortune, a Fortune Lover fanfic recontextualized into the plot of a hentai. While thin on plot compared to the games, the fanfic placed the characters in a free-use, sexually charged version of the canon story, where sex was open and practiced as a culture all its own to the nobility of Sorcier. Servants dressed promiscuously and satisfied their masters sexually as well as by the day-to-day, with nobles tolerating -- sometimes even encouraging -- promiscuity in each other. Being the horny girl discovering her sexuality, she had certainly masturbated a few times to it before that damn truck ended her life before she could ever give up her virginity.

In the story, Catarina Claes was every bit the villain the game described her to be, with the added kink of sadomasochism that matched her domineering personality. The story claimed that she **** herself onto a young Geordo before he was ready, and it soured him to the kind of laissez-faire sex (or affection of any kind) before he had met Maria and learned about true desire and made love to her amongst the peonies.


"Katarina, Keith. These are Nimona and Maria Campbell. They will be joining us for the foreseeable future. I expect you both to treat them well."

Nimona was a blonde, commoner woman dressed in a conservative dress and apron. Clinging to her dress was a smaller girl who looked much like her, clearly worried about these strangers here.

"We are honored, my Lady, that you would have us," said Nimona

"H-Hello," said a nervous Maria. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Keith gave her a reassuring smile and a bow, knowing how nervous she must have been.

Catarina, with all the subtlety of a Labrador, ran up and grabbed both of her hands.

"Hi! I'm Catarina, I hope we can be friends."

Lady Claes sighed with exasperation at her daughter's impropriety. Lord Claes and Keith both gave a light laugh.

While still nervous, Maria's smile was genuine.

When Maria's light magic manifested, her father presumed that she was not his daughter and left with a mistress, leaving his family to fend for themselves. With no other choice, Nimona saw a job opportunity at the Claes estate and took it. She had heard about the kind of debauchery nobles got up to, but she had a daughter to support, and she had **** but to submit.

Katarina knew about Maria. She was the protagonist of both the game and the fanfic. In both, Katarina bullied and terrorized Maria, acting as an "evil stepsister" to her "Cinderella" , mistreating her her entire life, only to fall for the dashing, black-hearted Prince Geordo on one of his official visits to the Claes Estate. The chapters she had met in secret were especially steamy, and one of the first things she did when remembering her past life was to find the perfect spot to watch them go at it in the garden.


When Maria came back, she did so with a serving gurney of fresh tea. Maria was in a typical maid uniform: white stockings held up with a garter belt, a maid's bonnet, a pair of sleeves, and a skirt attached to the belt, leaving her, ahem, "assets" completely exposed.

Katarina was practically still asleep, but still on her feet as Anne dressed her.

Maria had joined the serving staff and was made Katarina's attendant when she came of age, and while she felt exposed, she had grown used to it. It helped that, awkward dress code and the occasional chore aside, it wasn't all that different than just being Katarina's playmate like she always had been.

"I've made your favorite, Lady Katarina: honey-sweetened oolong. And I thought you would like a pre-meal snack, so I brought peach muffins that should pair nicely with it."

Katarina snapped to attention.

"Peach muffins! Your sweets always brighten my day!"

"And you always brighten my day," said Maria. She bent over and, before Katarina could have a muffin, she held Katarina's head against her bosom, just wanting to be close to her again.

Katarina's cheeks were bright red, her face touching Maria's small, yet delightfully perky breasts.

What next?

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