Exit: The Best Sextoy Magic Can Mold - Arma's Perspective

[AN: This one has far less original content than the other one. I mostly just told it 'rewrite the previous scene from Arma's perspective as she's transformed from innocent princess-knight to massively perverted sex-golem' and otherwise intervened only to keep it consistent with the previous scene... consequently, the AI has given us a description for baseline James that I'm probably going to run with because I never made one lol.]

My name is Princess Arma. I'm a princess-knight, and my family is the ruling family of this kingdom. Right now I'm kneeling down on the ground, because a young man has fallen and needs help. I cast a minor healing spell and it should take effect immediately. "There," I say, and I feel the magical energies in my hands fade. "Did that help? I'm sorry, but that's the best I'm capable of at my level."

The man looks at me with bewildered consideration, a strange device in his hands. He has brown eyes and brown hair, and is wearing some sort of blue tunic and trousers, with strange black shoes. I can also see that he is wearing a pair of thin spectacles. I am confused as to how he is so clean if he just fell. Perhaps I healed more than just the wounds he suffered? His voice is strange and smooth, not rough like the peasants, but it is pleasant. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine," he says.

I smile at him. He seems kind, and his face is very handsome, in a soft kind of way. He must take excellent care of himself, to be so fair. He seems like a very nice young man, and... "I'm glad," I'm so glad he's alright. "You seem quite lost. Might I know your name?" Perhaps if he gives me his name, I will know where he came from.

"Yeah, um. I'm James, James Jordanson, from Hopsville." The man's name is James! What a cute name for such a nice boy! I have no idea where 'Hopsville' is, but it's not important. His voice sounds very cute and sweet, like the voice of a child, but much deeper and stronger. He sounds so confident, too, to talk so casually to a Princess! "Um... and you are?" He doesn't recognize me!? I can't help giggle giddily. He must not be a noble, then. As disappointing as that is... I get to surprise him now!

"I am Arma Armelia, heir apparent to the Kingdom of Armelia." He doesn't seem to know what that means, but it doesn't matter. "Might I know what you are doing here?" This is my castle! Surely, he should know why he's here, even if he's from somewhere else! Perhaps he is a guest?

"Um, I... don't have a story you'll believe. I fell, I think, and just... kind of wound up here?" James doesn't seem to know! He must have gotten very hurt in that fall.

"Ah, I..." I blink in surprise as he lifts the device, and the world stops around us.

The world is a strange thing. I have never been able to control it, and I am sure I never will. However, the world itself has its own rules and regulations, which it follows to the letter. One of these is that it is always in motion. The wind always blows, the earth always spins, the clouds always drift, and so forth. The sun rises, sets, rises again. Everything changes, constantly and without end.

Except... not right now, it would seem. There's no sound. Nothing moves, and I can't move, and the world is still, except for James, and me, and his device, and...

I blink and suddenly find myself on the floor. I feel very strange. Different. The floor? I'm on a bed... I'm on a very comfortable and very large bed... in an unfamiliar...? place. No... I know where this is. I am in the best penthouse, in the best hotel in the world, with the highest window, through which I can see the night sky above me. It's filled with a thousand, thousand stars.

There's no wind. There's no sound. The only movement in the whole world right now is the air I am breathing, the beat of my own heart, the rise and fall of my own chest. It feels like I've been here before, like I know every inch of this room, like it was made just for me, and James, and no one else.

But that can't be right. This is the first time I've been in a room like this.

James, however, has a strange device in his hands. I feel something deep within myself has shifted, as if I'm suddenly looking at him with different eyes, like something in my very soul has been altered and replaced with something new and strange and exciting...! He is the master, my master, the only person in the whole world who matters!

I want him. I want to do everything with him. I want him inside me, all the time! My heart pounds and I feel like I'm on fire, as if I'm burning from the inside out.

"Masterrrr..." My lips are moving before I even think of speaking, my body moving on its own in a way I can't describe or even understand, and my words come out breathier than I've ever heard myself. My voice is huskier, too, more sultry. I sound... like I'm in a state of permanent arousal, like I'm in the middle of having sex or at least thinking about it constantly...! And it's not wrong. "Do you want to have fun with my baah~dy...~?"

I'm kneeling on the bed, and he is, too, and he is holding a strange device, but he puts it down and looks at me, and the desire I see there is so intense that I feel my heart skip a beat and my breath catch in my throat. "Ah... yes," he manages to stammer out.

I find myself grinding my naked ass into his groin. When did I become naked...? I've always been naked, haven't I? Whyever would I wear clothes, anyway? Oh! Master's rubbing my hair! My lips curl into a grin, and my body shivers against his own. "Oooh~ Master, you like it that much?~" My tone is breathy and I can't stop my eyes from twitching, threatening to roll up into the back of my head. My whole body is on fire, and it's wonderful!

"I do," Master replies, and it feels like his voice is caressing every inch of my skin. His words make me tingle all over, and the fire in my belly burns brighter. "Are you enjoying yourself?" It feels like there's a string tied to the back of my head and he's pulling on it to make me nod my head in agreement. There's a warm and heavy feeling between my thighs and in my groin. I've never felt this before, but it feels amazing. This... is lust? No, it's... my purpose.

"Yeshhh~," I say, the word slipping out before I can even think of speaking it, "You're so good, Masssster...~" The warm and heavy feeling in my groin is building, and I feel my whole body shivering with pleasure as he keeps playing with my hair, his hands roaming over my scalp, my neck, my shoulders. I'm panting and moaning, my entire body shaking as I feel a wave of bliss wash over me, and I feel myself clench up as I feel myself come closer to my climax. It's so close I can taste it.

"Arma," Master whispers in my ear. The word is a command, and it makes my heart pound and my knees weak. I quiver and shake with anticipation, focusing my everything on his words alone and then- "I want you to cum."

His voice is firm, his words clear. It's like an order, and it's so good that I'm already starting to shake and shiver from the pleasure of obeying it. I can't wait to cum. I need to cum. I need to cum right now, because Master demanded it!

"Yesh... Master...!" I'm gasping and moaning, my whole body quivering as the waves of pleasure crash through me, my body tensing and shaking and trembling with each new pulse. It doesn't stop until I feel myself release onto Master's leg. The pleasure of being used is so great I can't keep my voice down. "Ah- ah- AAAAAAHHNN~!" I cry as my pussy clamps down on his rock-hard penis and I feel a wave of heat wash through me.

Master doesn't even need to say anything, I just collapse forward onto the bed, panting and heaving with exhaustion, my whole body shaking with pleasure and release. He doesn't even need to do anything but speak to make me cum! How did he do that? Why couldn't he? What kind of failure of a toy would I be if I couldn't even cum on command? Even the fatigue, already I feel it's fading - drifting away - because why would a golem like me even get tired?

"Are you really tired already?" He asks me, his eyes staring into my own, and his words make me want to melt.

"No," I say between pants, "I can go all night, if you need me to~" All week, all month, forever and ever! I will always, always, always want to have sex with Master!

Master moves up behind me and grabs me by my ass, pulling me close to him, and his cock rubs against my thighs. The sensation of skin-on-skin contact is so good, and I feel my whole body shudder with desire. He slides his cock up and down the inside of my legs, teasing me. He's hard, throbbing, and it makes my heart race.

"Yeah? You seem pretty tired, though." His words are so soft and gentle, like he's not sure whether or not to believe me. But I am not lying, I am telling him the truth! I want him to fuck me forever! I can fuck him forever! I will, so long as he'll have me! And I'm sure he wants to. I push back against his cock, forcing his dick between my thighs. His skin feels warm, his cock feels hot and wet, and I can feel his pulse through the tip.

"Mnnn~" I purr and **** his cock into my pussy, "Don't worry about it... I can keep going all night long, Master... I'm ready whenever you are." His hand gropes my ass and he slides a finger between my cheeks. It's like he's exploring me, like he wants to know everything about my body, like he wants to learn everything he can about my body, to know how it works, how to make it work best for him... The thought of it sends a shiver down my spine, and I can't help but moan and whimper softly as he pulls me closer to him and I can feel the heat of his cock, and the hardness of his cock, and the desire in his heart to fuck me...

"Ooh, yes Master~ Please..." The words are pouring out of my mouth without any control, but that's okay because I mean every single one of them, "please..."

"Please, what?"

"Please fuck my brains out~" He's already starting to slide his back cock into my pussy - when did it leave? - and the sensation makes me moan louder than before, but the sound dies off in my throat as he speaks again.

"Well, I can't do that."

I tilt my head up, a quizzical expression on my face, and I can feel my pussy squeezing and pulsing around his cock. It's hard to speak through the haze of arousal, but I manage it somehow. "Why's that, Ma-ah!-ster?"

The sound of my own voice is enough to send shivers of pleasure up and down my spine. His cock is so big, so thick, so warm and heavy and filling, and it's already making me feel good. So, so good. I can feel the weight of it in me, pressing down on the walls of my sex and making them stretch out and conform to his shape. Just like they're meant to.

"You don't have any," he replies with a grin. My heart pounds at his words and I feel myself blush. That's right, I'm not human, I'm just a golem, and my mind doesn't work like that! I can barely process the thought before his cock starts to move and I squeal with excitement as he slams it further in.

"That's right," I agree, my voice husky, "I don't have any brains!" I cry, loudly. Proudly. "I'm just a brainless sextoy!" The words sound like they're coming from somewhere far away, like they're being spoken through a tunnel or something, and my whole body shudders in anticipation of what he'll do to me next. My tits feel heavy, and I can feel my pussy tightening around his cock.

I'm so excited to have Master's cock inside me that I can't help but beg. "More..." I gasp, "please!" His cock feels amazing. I can feel it pulsing in my sex, and my body is so hot, my pussy so wet that it's almost like it's drooling. Every time he pushes into me it sends waves of pleasure washing over me.

He grabs my ass with both hands and I feel him start to move faster. "How can you handle all of this?"

I'm not even sure I'm capable of saying anything right now, but the words come out of me without even thinking about them. "Master...! Master, you're amazing! I can handle it because you're my Master!" It's so good that I can barely keep from screaming. Master is amazing. He's perfect, and he's fucking me, and he's making me feel so good...!

He pulls me in, and I can feel him bury himself in me to the hilt, his cock pressing up against the back of my sex, and the sensation sends a wave of ecstasy rolling through my body.

"Yes!" I shout as loud as I can. "Just like that, Master! Please! Give it all to me! Let me have all of you!"

"I'm going to fill you up so good, Arma." Master promises. I can hear the need in his voice. He wants to give me everything he has, wants to give me all of himself, wants to fill me up until I'm full, and then fill me up again and again and again...

"Yes! Fill me up, Master!" I plea. My eyes are glazed over as I stare into nothingness. "Fill me up like a balloon! Fill me up so full that my tummy bulges!" My tits are bouncing wildly as I rock back and forth, and my ass slaps against his legs.

Master doesn't last long at all, which is good because neither do I. Master is a gentleman and he makes sure I cum first. I can't help it. He feels so good, and he's making me feel so good that there's no way I could stop myself. He slams his hips forward, and his balls slap against my clit, sending sparks through my entire body, and he lets out a primal roar of pleasure.

I feel my body go limp, my mind going blank as I feel his cum pumping into me. More, more, more... I let my magic fill him, his penis, and refill his manhood. He's not just filling me up, he's flooding me with cum. It feels so good that I can't even speak, my tongue lolling out of my mouth and drool dripping down my chin.

"Ke-hee!-eeep going, Ma-aaaah-ster!" I cry, my voice vibrating with his thrusts, and the pleasure of my orgasm. He does. I can't believe how much he cums, it feels like an endless fountain, and his balls are so tight, it's almost like he's cumming through his whole body, because I know he wants to keep cumming, so of course I don't let him stop.

"Arma, how-" He says after some time, after I've lost count of how many times he's made me cum, and how many times he's filled me. His voice sounds different now. More tired. Satisfied, even. But also curious. Anticipatory. "How much can you fit inside yourself?"

"I'll fit all of your cock in me, Master!" I answer immediately. It's a challenge, and I'll do anything to make him happy, "I'm yours to fill with your dick, and your seed and anything else you want to put in me!"

My body is shaking and trembling, and I can feel my orgasmic contractions getting more and more intense, and more and more powerful with each one that washes through me, until finally they reach their peak. My pussy squeezes and milks his cock for every drop of cum he has to give.

My body goes slack, and I fall bonelessly to the bed, Master's dick half-inside of my pussy. Master is panting, and I can feel his cock twitch and pulse as he fills me up with his cum, but I don't think it's ever going to stop.

I can feel the cum filling my womb, and my belly bulging as it fills up with more and more seed. I feel so full and so satisfied, and my pussy is still clenching down and milking his cock. "Master is the best!" I coo, my voice full of pleasure. I feel so good. So fulfilled.

"You too, Arma. You're amazing, too." Master says. His dick spasms and more cum spurts out of his balls, filling my pussy and womb with more of his thick, hot, sticky, white cum. I can't get enough of it. "Goddamn," He grunts, "you're such a dirty girl. I can hardly believe you used to be a Princess." I don't know what that means, but it feels nice to hear him compliment me. His cock pulses again, and another load of cum squirts out, filling me up even further. My stomach is bulging now, distended with cum.

"Master," My tits jiggle as he thrusts one last time into me, and his dick slides out of me with a wet, sloppy sound, followed by a stream of cum. "let's west, for a little while~

I giggle at the sight and then pull myself to the side and slide over to Master, pulling myself into his lap. I kiss his neck, and then work my way up his chest, licking and kissing my way across his body.

"O-okay, yeah," Master stammers as my breasts press up against his side, my nipples rubbing against him, and my pussy dripping his cum onto his leg. He groans in pleasure, his dick still hard, and he slides his arms around me, holding me close to him. "we can rest for a little bit, sure. I could use a break..."

"No," He looks down at me with concern, but I don't let him speak. I gently kiss his neck, my breasts rubbing along his arm, "I'm going to be pleasing you all night, Masterrr. You just let me do the work for a little bit, okay~?"

I slide myself back down, so I'm kneeling between his legs, his dick sticking out right in front of my mouth. It tastes so good, so warm, and I love it. I kiss the tip, and then take his dick in my mouth again, and slide my lips all the way down the length of his cock. His balls twitch and spasm as I take his whole cock into my mouth, and he moans in pleasure. I pull my mouth off of his dick, and then slide it back down, taking as much as I can, and I feel him starting to cum.

His cock spasms, and his balls contract, and I feel his dick begin to twitch as he strains to cum again. His balls spasm, and a fresh torrent of cum fills my mouth, pouring out and dripping down my chin. He cums again and again, his cock pulsing and spurting as it desperately pumps his seed into me.

He's moaning, and groaning, and his hips are rocking, and he's filling me up. I feel so full and satisfied, and I want to please him. I love how it feels to have his dick inside of me. In my mouth. In my pussy. Anywhere at all. I swallow his seed, and lick my lips clean, and I can't stop smiling at how much I've pleased my Master.

He falls backward onto the bed, panting and groaning in pleasure. His dick is still hard and throbbing, but it's clear that he's exhausted.

"Master, let's go to bed," I whisper in his ear. He grunts softly, but doesn't protest.

I pull the sheets back and lay him on his side, his back to me, and then I slide in behind him. I kiss the back of his neck and wrap my arms around his waist. He moans softly in his sleep. He is so cute when he sleeps. I snuggle up against his back, my breasts pressed up against his shoulder blades. My legs intertwine with his and my fingers find his dick, which is still half-hard. I wrap my fingers around it and stroke him gently. He groans and thrusts against my hand. I keep stroking, and his breathing gets deeper and heavier. I feel him cum in my hand, and I bring my other hand up to cup his balls.

"Mmmm," He groans in his sleep. I smile and keep stroking. His cock gets harder and harder, and his balls tighten and his hips thrust forward into my hand. I feel him spurt his seed, and it dribbles over my hand and onto his thigh.

I lick it off. It tastes salty and warm, and I lick my lips clean. He groans again and cums a second time, and I feel the hot fluid spurt all over my hand. I keep stroking and he cums again, and again. I feel the wetness seep through the sheets, but it doesn't matter.

"Master is the best," I say softly as I pull myself from his sleeping form and slide onto the floor. I am a golem, after all, and golems don't need to sleep. But...

"I'm the best sex toy a Master could ask for..." I whisper as I crawl back up on the bed. I reach for the blankets and pull them over me, snuggling in close to him. "I'll always be there for him." I say quietly. I wrap my arms around him and hug him tightly, pressing my body against his and nuzzling my face into his shoulder.

"Thank you for choosing me, Master." I say softly, gently kissing his shoulder, "I'm so glad to serve you." his neck... "To taste you." and even the tip of his ear... "I'm so glad I'm your sex toy," I whisper, softly and gently into his slumbering ear, "Thank you, Master." And then, I allow myself to stop, and wait until he awakes.

He's so warm...

[AN: I wrote the final paragraph myself, but the vast majority of this I did little more but course-correct to make sure the events lined up properly.]