Anya Locust Princess

Anya walked with the Locust Elite, her face showing sadness as she resigned to her fate. She was escorted to a private room, the guards and Monk following her inside. The Kantus Monk licked his lips his long tongue leaving a wet trail. “Striippppp,” he commanded as he stared at Anya, his grin growing longer.

“Ummm… a bit of privacy please,”Anya asked as she folded her arms, “for your new royalty.”

“Not royallll…Not yeeetttttt,” hissed the Monk as he pointed his long claw at her top and motioned to the ground. Anya sneered back at the Monk as she sighed and started to undress.

Anya reached to the top portion of her chest armor and unlatched the bindings, letting the armor hit the ground with a loud clank. The Locust in front of her hissed their approvals. She knew she would have to get used to this as she transitioned into her new life.

Continuing on, she reached down and unlatched her boots, stepping out barefoot to the cold ground of the room. She followed up by unhitching her armored belt, letting that fall with a thud as the groin protector was removed. Standing with only her clothes remaining, she looked at the Locusts in front of her, giving them one last opportunity to leave. They stood glued to their positions, leering faces staring at her assets.

Anya took a deep breath, “Fuck it,” she said as she pulled her tight-fitting tank top over her robust mounds, freeing them for the viewing guards. The Locust in front of started getting agitated, moving back and forth. She never saw them as sexual creatures so she was a bit shocked to see this behavior.

She moved her hands down to her pants, unbuttoning them as quickly as she could to get this ordeal over with quicker. Tugging down her pants, she felt them slide off like tight sausage casings over her thick thighs. As she bent over to free her pants, kicking them away as they reached her ankles, her round bosom swayed back and forth hypnotizing the lustful Locust.

She stood there in her thong, her arms trying to cover up her exposed flesh in front of her lecherous guardians. The Kantus Monk was already showing his desire as his size grew larger underneath his belt. Anya was astounded as she took her eyes to it, the Monk unashamed of his now showing member.

“oh fuck..,” she whispered, her hands dropping their hold on her exposed flesh.

“Finishhhhhh…,” the Monk commanded as he pointed to her thong.

Anya quickly got her wits about her and pushed down her thong, stepping out of it and standing bare. “There you go. What’s next?”