Of Course

"Of course, I'll accept your invitation Countess Marissa." You turn to your bodyguards, "Please, wait here until i get back"

They obediently salute as you walk towards the countess. She steps back and opens a door into the dining room for you, "After you, your majesty."

"Thank You." you respond. You walk in and sit down and The countess closes the door and sits across from you. You look around briefly at the empty room. "So i guess the word is true. You are quite mad."

She giggles a little and takes a sip of wine, "Your Majesty, I'm not mad. I know exactly what I'm doing."

You look at her closer when it suddenly dawns on you. "You're not really Marissa Loon, are you?"

She looks a little surprised, "Of course I am." then she sighs, "Oh, I suppose there's no sense in hiding it, you've clearly figured most of it out anyway." She stands up and a sudden bright glow temporarily blinds you. When your vision returns you gasp in surprise. The countess's body was slumped **** in the chair and behind her stood another girl. She had dark purple skin and large horns protruding from her forehead. Her hair was fiery red and flowed across her chest and back. On her back, large bat-like wings protruded from between her shoulder blades along with a long pointed tail from just below her butt. You feel your manhood stir in your trousers as you inspect the rest of her body. Her body was completely naked and large breasts were hidden only by her hair. They jiggled at the slightest move. The soft folds of her sex was exposed and she completely lacked any kind of pubic hair.

She looks at you seductively as she purrs at you, "I suppose there's no hiding it, King Bryce. I'm not the countess, nor one of your subjects. But I was in control of her." She walks around the table towards you and you get glimpses of her pert nipples under her hair as she moves. "However, It seems I've found a far more delicious person to possess now."

You struggle to think of something to say. "It...Wouldn't be the best idea to possess a king. People might be able to justify a countess acting erratically, but if a King were to suddenly change in personality. People would act."

She moves up behind your chair and wraps her arms around you. you take special note of the sharp claws on her hands as she slides her hands along your chest and her pillowy breasts pressing against your head. Her tail swinging around and rubbing against your thigh. "Hmm...Perhaps you're right. Another idea then." She moves around and sits on your lap, leaving her legs spread to give you a nice look between them. You can tell she's wet with desire as she pulls her hair back and gives you a good look at her breasts. Her dark purple nipples standing proud. "Let's have some fun."