Drink that potion.

As you follow behind, you have to suppress the urge to plead for freedom.

"Do you really need me there for this one? Surely you want your privacy," you say.

"Oh no. I don't mind," she replies.

Of course you don't.

At last, you reach a door that she pushes open to reveal the most luxurious bathroom you've ever seen. The walls and floor are pristine and white, the walls are decorated with hanging sculptures, a huge carpet of a wolf's head is present in the center, and on the right side is a bathtub. The tub alone looks as expensive as an entire normal person's bathroom, with curved legs and enough room for at least three of her inside. Next to it is a counter, and by that, a shelf of lush towels.

The both of you proceed inside and she locks it behind you. The only window is a tiny slit near the ceiling. Right now, it really is just you and the princess in a place you'd normally love to be in any other situation.

There's no going back now.

You pull the vial from your pocket, pop the cork, take the shot, and stuff the empty container back into your pocket while her back is turned. Though even with that, you can't just watch. You turn your head away and bring a hand up near your eyes.

She turns back to you just as you finish. "What are you doing, silly?"

"I can't just--"

"Oh. You think that since I'm royal, you don't deserve to lay your eyes on me while I have my bath. That's just silly, Sir Warren! You've proven yourself to be the sweetest man all day today. Plus, you can't take your eyes off me. My sister said so, and with everyone disappearing... it would make me feel unsafe. Please protect me." She kicks off her shoes.

"... R-Right," you mutter as you turn back.

Your body starts to tingle. It seems the potion is taking effect. There's a strange heat between your legs, and then all of the sudden, your cock starts to stiffen. She hasn't even started undressing yet, but you're hard as a rock! Your balls fill, and you feel a rush of arousal flood your body. It feels like you haven't came in days, while being teased, or like you've been edging. A tingle shoots down your cock and your eyes immediately look to her delicate fingers maneuvering around the top button of her blouse. She slides it through, and then the next, as she slowly undresses in front of you.

You cup your hand over your groin and clench your teeth. This is the exact opposite effect. Instead of having your desires taken away, you feel hornier than ever. It doesn't help that she's been accidentally teasing you since this morning either.

That god damned witch! There's no way she didn't do this on purpose. When I get my hands on her, I swear I'll--

"Are you all right?" the princess asks. She looks to you with concern as she undoes the final button.

You attempt to cover up your erection as you smile nervously. "I'm just fine!"

"That's good." She slides her arms through the sleeves, and folds the garment up to place on the counter. Next, she undoes her skirt. She bends forwards as she rolls the material over her ass and down her creamy thighs. You stare intently as it reaches her feet. She sits down--cheeks squishing against the cool solid ground--and starts rolling her stockings down down off her legs.

If the gods are real in this world, can one of them please make me at least go blind?

You grunt.

She reaches back to fumble with the straps of her bra. "Are you sure you're all right?"

It's too obvious that I'm struggling. "Why do you ask?"

"I just want you to be happy, Sir Warren," she says as she pops the latch.

You take a sharp inhale through your nose. Actually murdering a witch if I survive this.

"Again, are you sure you want me to be here for this?" you ask.

She frowns. "What do you mean? You're starting to make me sad... Does my appearance offend you?"

Is she seriously this innocent? "No, no. You're gorgeous. It isn't that."

"That's a relief. I thought maybe you thought I was ugly."

Before you can say anything else, she slips off her bra, and her large, perky melons bounce free. Cute pink nipples poke out from the perfect roundness of her soft, uncovered bosom. It takes all of your willpower not to stare, but you aren't allowed to look way regardless. You take in the glorious view in all its beauty. After she places it on top of her folded shirt, she slides her thumbs between her hips and the waistband of her panties, but then she stops.

"Oh. The water!" she says. "Silly me."

Once again, she sticks her ass up into the air as she bends over the tub and fidgets with the faucet. Water begins roaring out into the tub. She tests the temperature, and when she's content, she stands back up again.

"Nice and wet," she adds.

"Water usually is."

She giggles. "You're so funny. I just meant that I like being wet. I think it feels nice. But now I need to wait for it to fill up before I go in... I should have started it right away. Sorry."

Finally, she starts slipping her panties down her legs. She brings them down to her feet, steps out, and places them with the rest of her clothing. She turns to face you, almost like she wants you to take her body in, and you definitely do. Her cute pussy grabs your eyes immediately. Then, she hustles towards you, causing her body to jiggle until she comes to an abrupt stop right in front of you.

"While it fills, I'll show you were the supplies are!" she announces.

She bends over near the counter and then brings up a bowl. "This is for pouring water on my head." Next she grabs a long brush and squeezes it tightly between her tits. "And this is for scrubbing." Then she grabs a bar of soap, but it shoots out of her hand right into the bathwater. "Oops!"

"I know how to bathe, you know."

She spills some of the water onto the floor as she retrieves the bar, and she places them down nearby. "I know, but--Woah!" Suddenly, she starts slipping on the mess she's made. Though she catches the end of the bath with her hand, she starts slipping immediately again.

"I've got you!" you shout as you jump into action. Like a Prince Charming, you grab her body before she hits the ground and hoist her back to her feet.

She falls into your arms--pressing up against you. The sudden pressure of her body pushing against your rock-hard cock causes you to gasp. It doesn't look like she wants to be let go either.

"Oh thank you..." she says softly and sighs. "This is nice."

This is bad! There's no way she doesn't feel how hard I am right now. Does she not even realize what it means?

When she pulls herself away, you breath a sigh of relief.

"I'll be more careful from now on, Sir Warren. I promise."

"Please do."

She twists the knob and turns off the water. One leg stretches over the side of the tub, and then the other, until she's able to lower herself fully into the water. It barely reaches her bust as she leans back with a relaxed sigh--steam wafting up from around her. She looks to you with colour in her face. Meanwhile, you start to wonder how long you're going to be erect for, and if you should be calling a doctor soon.