Exit: James and "Princess," the Prized Slut

James' POV, Owner of the Village's Newest 1st-Class Slut

I think I've changed Arma plenty already: There's little of her original self left in the Prompt at all, after all, and I don't think I've any cause for concern so... Let's Exit and see what I've wrought.

Time resumes, and the world erupts with applauds and hoots and hollers as the crowd of villagers around me cheer and leer at the woman on stage, and the other 'ladies' behind her. As for Arma - if that's still her name - she's gleefully kicking her ankles into the wooden stage, tongue lolling out as she pants obscenely with excitement.

Her horny, lust-addled eyes joyously track over the entire crowd before settling on me as she slides off the stage and gives me a big hug, pressing her large naked tits into my chest. "I won, Master, I won! I'm the best slut in the village: Everyone agrees! I'm gonna make us so much money! Aren't you happy? You taught me so well and now we're gonna have all the money you'll need to set up that whorehouse you wanted."

I blank out for a second, trying to think of what the hell she's talking about. Unfortunately, no memories magically come to mind...

Arma's POV, the Whore Crowned "Princess" of Sluts

My Master looks so cute when he's flustered and surprised. Did he really doubt I'd win? The other women in the competition are cute, sure, in that homely village kind of way but me? I might be a commoner, but I've got the looks of nobility - I should know, after all, there've been enough checks on my background from inquisitive men looking for a new catspaw in their games of thrones.

To think, they'd try to make a lascivious whore like myself a Princess of all things: What a joke! I laughed so hard I simply couldn't contain myself... and that, uh, might've been a mistake because the nobles' agent struck me right afterward.

Then my owner-of-the-time - a well-off merchant with an eye for product and enough sense to treat it well enough we'd never hold a grudge - had his men throw the agent out... but the damage was done. Nobody wanted to deal with the baggage that might be associated with a woman who'd humiliated the nobility, however indirectly.

...but then James appeared. My next prospective buyer: He didn't care about my reputation. He just thought I looked damn sexy, and told me that if I wanted to spend my life as a Princess, he'd make it happen. And if I wanted to spend that time slutting it up like the whore's daughter I am... Well, it's cute how attached he is to a woman he bought off the market, but he'll indulge me regardless.

Since then, he's kept his word, and now I'm both a "Princess" - in the most ironic of senses - and on track to pay the debt I owe him for getting me out of that stall doing the thing I love most. Thanks to my genes, and his guidance...

I think... this might be love? Ah, if only the common were allowed to marry, but such exclusivity is a privilege of the nobility. Hm... maybe I should become a "Princess" in truth, if only to devote myself properly to the man I love...

Oh, but look at me, waxing on about the past when my partner's right here in front of me. He's still in a daze, too. I better set that ambition in the gutter if I can't even take care of my number-1 client!

"Alright, I know what'll cheer you up~" I coo, gently hugging myself tightly to James' body and walking us off the ground into an out of the way corner. "You told me I'd get to pick any prize I wanted if I won, right?"

He swallows. Smart James, he probably knows exactly where I'm going with this. I give a coy smile as I lean in and give his cheek a long, sensual lick, just the way he'd described in the past. "Well, I think I'd like to finally handle that 'sword' of yours, my knight~"

Poor James spent all his funds on a raffle and ended up buying the woman of his dreams. Shy James taught her all his deepest fantasies, but he never went 'all the way' with her. Well, now I know all~ the things he likes most... and I just can't wait~ to~ try~ them~~

I briefly consider shucking my panties to avoid ruining the only set I own, but... what can I say? Master trained quite the wanton and impatient woman.

They were already ruined long ago.

"I hope you're ready ma~ster~"