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Chapter 16 by Ai-R Ai-R

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Inside a Castle Hallway ---> Twerking in the Ballroom

Let's see, what's another trope... Weddings are on the mind, so what's something to do at one? Well, obviously, get married and take vows but that doesn't feel 'spicy' enough. What else? There's usually an afterparty right? There we go: That's it! Now, she's a Princess so naturally the best place for this sort of thing is a grand ball. As the story goes she'd have a nice romantic waltz with her groom and end the evening with a kiss. How to twist this? Naturally, by making the dance a little less... chaste.

I change 'Inside a Castle Hallway' to 'Twerking in the Ballroom.'

The scenery changes much more than it did last time, as expected. The doorway at the end of the hall vanishes, and the walls race away then broaden. The columns slide along their length as they go. Chandeliers sprout from the center and edges of the ceiling and set themselves alight as the white-brick walls are painted a deep wine-red.

The ceiling then warps and bevels into a series of ringed coffers, and all the molding is painted black and gold. On the ground, the long running rug turns to a large central square, and velvety benches sprout from the ground around the edges of the room. The whole place screams wealth and old-blood nobility.

For a moment, I think I see a hint of confusion in Arma's face at the abrupt change of scenery, but it fads in a flicker as she leans forward, rests her hands on her thighs, and starts to gyrate her hips. As she goes, the back of her dress closes up a bit, and the skirt grows longer but only in the front. The gems vanish from her tiara and the thin metal bands of her dress and collar turn into more conventional white ribbons. I think she's paler too. At least, her blush is much more obvious on her cheeks now. Speaking of cheeks: her smile grows wider and tenser, her eyes follow suit, and she presents an exceptionally cheerful front as she comes to a frozen stop in this elegant ballroom. Alone.

There isn't anyone else in the room with us. I suppose I didn't specify there was an ongoing ball or write anyone in, so it's just the two of us: A man out of his world with phenomenal cosmic powers and a bride-to-be shaking her ass at him like a slut at the club. I wonder what the explanation for that is, in her mind?

Well, anyway. Things have settled down now. What should I target next...?

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(princess-knight, pink hair, braided hair, innocent expression, tilted head, one hand forward, showing her large ass, hypersexual bridal dress, modest skirt, tiara, twerking in the ballroom)

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