Maid ---> Princess's Royal Whore

I ache. I need to feel some kind of liberation: To exonerate myself of my failure; to liberate myself from the dullness of my station. To escape this agonizing clash in my heart. But I mustn't lose focus, and I mustn't betray myself. How do I reconcile these ideals? This wanton need for freedom and change, with my conviction to stay true and faithful?

Despite myself, I focus on the epithet of 'Maid.' The station I once held with pride, with ****, disgust, and with deception for ulterior motive. This is the root of things. My class. The best means of changing myself, without changing myself. I need to be true, but I need to be free to express. To lust, and release myself much as the Princess herself. My mirrored hearts clash with one another, and eventually a compromise is found.

I will be the Princess' still, and held in regard, but I will descend from this station of responsiblity all the same. The phrase turns from 'Maid' to 'Princess's Royal Whore,' and with lament and relief in measure, I fall from my grace.

It is only fitting, having been bested by that cunning demon and lost in every way that mattered, I adopted the Princess' ideals. I took them myself, and we shared in our desires, overcome and enslaved by our lusts. This new 'me' slots nicely in with most of my being: It couldn't be helped.

I feel loosened. Released. Unburdened. I feel the purity of my spirit waver and splinter as the craving I once sought to banish from her Highness roots itself within me, pervading my being. It's only natural. What is a woman, if not a being of desires? For what purpose should I hold this form of such beauty, if not to arouse the hearts of men?

There is a tiny splinter of regret, somewhere in my mixing pot of hearts and minds, but it is so easily overwhelmed by the relief of the majority that so many of my needs have been met in this one change.

Placed at ease, I wonder how else I should proceed from here, now that I've gained some measure of control and focus of purpose?

(princess's royal whore, wavy light-green hair, lacy-white corset, angel wings, seductive smile, medium breasts, hairband, stockings, modest skirt, standing in a castle bedroom)