Everything has changed.

Marcus woke slowly, his head throbbing like someone had punched him in the face. He found himself lying on the cold stone of the throne room, his cheek pressed against the marble tiles. His naked body was shivering, skin tingling from what felt like little after-shocks from that searing wave of pain that had torn through him. He worked his aching jaw, gasping with relief when he realized there was nothing shoved down his throat anymore. His butt was empty too, his guts aching and churning. The tentacle was gone.

Slowly, he opened his fluttering eyes. Everything looked strange, washed-out, like the color had drained from the world. His head spun so much he almost vomited, his empty stomach heaving until he tasted bile. Where was Mistress? The thought of her filled him with strange, confusing feelings. He wanted, needed to love her like before, but just the memory of what she'd done to him made him sick.

It took a long time, but he managed to get up on his trembling arms and raise his head. The first thing he saw was his Mother, standing there frozen by the throne like nothing had changed. Only everything had. There was a sheen of something over her naked skin, oily and slick. It was faint and unclear, and when he blinked once it was gone, but then it returned moments later. It looked almost like someone had dipped her in some strange liquid. What was that?

"Ah, you're awake apprentice." His whole body trembled at the sound of his new goddess' voice. He turned his head as quickly as he could manage and found her, there in the shadows to one side of the hall. She was sitting down, but not on a chair. Instead a broad-shouldered man was naked on all fours underneath her, and she was resting on his back, her legs stretching out in front of her. Two pretty girls lay on the floor in front of her, tenderly licking and caressing her bare feet, with identical fiery red hair flowing down their naked backs. "While waiting for you, I merely wanted to enjoy the benefits of living among the ungifted once again." Mistress explained, waving a hand over the pair. "So many years alone and I'd forgotten how good it felt to be worshipped."

Marcus gasped in shock as he recognized them. Katherine and Lucinda. The gorgeous twin daughters of one of his Father's knights and his playmates from childhood. They'd often teased Marcus by each pretending to be the other and then asking him to do all sorts of naughty things with them, sometimes chasing after him and trying to steal his first kiss! One had even dragged him out into the garden and shown him her boobs once, asking him to touch them, but he'd gotten really nervous and ran away. He'd never quite worked out which sister had been so bold.

He blinked and shuddered, torn between feelings of disgust and white-hot jealousy. He wanted to be the one at Mistress' feet, not these two sluts! His bleary eyes flickered between them and his new goddess, and for a moment he swore he saw something connecting them, like a strand of silvery thread so fine he could hardly see it.

"You sense it don't you?" Mistress smiled, her purple eyes glowing with satisfaction. As he watched in confusion, she reached out a hand and ran her finger along the thread connecting her to one of the twins. That girl shuddered and moaned, before going back to tenderly licking along her feet. "Your power is awoken, apprentice, and with it has come the sight to see things hidden from lesser minds."

"What did you do them?" Marcus gasped, forcing out the words through a throat that seemed far too tight.

"A simple charm." She explained. "They see me now as they properly should. Someone to serve and worship above all others. It is easy for one with our gifts to enthrall lesser minds. I imagine it will not take long before you are capable of much the same." Marcus nodded, swallowing hard. He tried to imagine Katherine and Lucinda worshipping him the same way, licking so lovingly at his feet. It just made him blush and shiver uncomfortably. Mistress waved her hand and the twins drew back, kneeling up and baring their naked bodies without a care. The young prince gasped, unable to look away from the two pretty girls, identical in almost every way. Even their perky boobs were the same size, with the same little pink nipples. "I know you must be tired, apprentice, but it's best we begin your lessons right away." His new goddess rose from the back of the man, who didn't even twitch. "The backlash from your awakening gift was something extraordinary. Not even I could guess you were so very powerful. I must teach you to control your magic and quickly or risk disaster." Her purple eyes fell on his face and Marcus found himself nodding dumbly. The pair of gorgeous twins, the naked man and even his frozen Mother faded away as he stared back at her. Lessons...controlling his power. None of that mattered, only doing as she said like a good, obedient boy.

She stepped over to him and he rose awkwardly onto his knees, raising his head to eagerly await her next instructions.