A very unpleasant morning indeed

While something most curious had just happened, Mabel didn't sleep at all unwell. The little bit of fresh jizz inside her spermatheca warmed her up and indeed made her sleep better because of it. Robin was too exhausted to wake up, his groin ached and he saw awful nightmares while Mabel's soft body was thankfully enough to calm him down. Morning came and Mabel opened her eyes, something felt weird but she certainly couldn't place it - it didn't even cross her mind.

"R-Robin... ack! ROBIN!" She realized a certain unmistakable presence tightly holding her body - the boy was stuck on her! "Off of me you pervert! AAH!" Mabel realized that the boy had a hand under her body, reaching for her breast: "R-Robin... n-now... w-wake up, y-you..." She felt suddenly something switch inside her belly - could it...

"Auntie... I am... so sorry..." His voice was that of a very sorry drone, Mabel was sure now: "D-did you ejaculate?! Inside?! While I was sleeping?!!" Mabel rolled off and stared at the weak boy who instantly started crying his eyes out. "I'm sorryyyy! B-b-but aren't y-you h-happy now? N-now I don't need to be strong anymore." He sobbed and looked up with those large, adorable eyes of his.

"NO! This is bad... This is really, really bad. Mother mustn't find out! You... dummy! We'll all be in trouble if she finds out! She might throw us all out or worse! Do you understand?" Mabel's own eyes were starting to water, it was not that she was not happy, but she was also afraid. Robin suddenly got up and started felt dizzy as moans of pain escaped his mouth, his teeth grinding against each other.

"Y-yes, auntie... But that was the o-only w-way... I don't deserve to live here a-anymore, d-do I?" He looked depressed and broken in more ways than one, Mabel was not going to be angry at him anymore: "But Robin! Your testicles... You must be in pain! I will escort you to the clinic and we can..." Her generous request was cut short by the familiar sound of the door opening - someone came to visit, but why so early?

There was a knock on the bedroom door and the clear and emotionless voice of a royal maid came through: "Lady Mabel, you are to be ready for a welcoming ceremony in half an hour's time. The queen suggests wearing yellow and black. In addition, your shoulders are to be hidden under a clean article of clothing. Your presence is enforced by the queen's highest order." Just like that the maid was gone and Mabel was left curious and in a way afraid, the morning was about to be too much for her and she couldn't help but bite her teeth and breathe through her nose. "Robin... it would appear that I won't be available to escort you, but I will tell my maids to take you there. What you did was not alright, but I am not angry at you, just afraid that you might cause something bad. Here, let me hold you..."

Mabel reached out and the boy fell forwards shyly, he found Mabel's arms fairly soothing: "When the pain goes away I want to hug you again and forget this whole thing ever happened. Okay?" The request was so kind that the boy couldn't help but feel happy for the first time in a long while. All his mature life he has wanted comfort, and now even with his balls in agony, he knew he finally got it from a daughter queen.

The young daughter queen had to hurry as she had not prepared for anything at all yesterday, all this came so suddenly. She made the oldest boy, Reuben, find her something appropriate to wear as she fixed her hair and face - the sperm in her pouch felt weird and she found herself constantly touching the little spot under her naval where the cum was stored.

It would appear that Mabel didn't have something dark or yellow to hide her shoulders with, the boy was distraught as he explained it. Mabel had to make due with an orange cape coat with black pantyhose. It was not yellow and black but it was the best she could do for now. She had to hurry as time was running short. In her rush she failed to ask the maid to accompany Robin to the clinic, her mind was completely somewhere else then - 'what is going on' -was the only thing on her mind then.

She reached the main hall of the royal house. There were dozens and dozens of maids in fine lines and guards with their spears on their shoulders. Mabel could only go to her place next to Beatrice the sister she didn't much like - this whole charade was just the thing she didn't want to wake up to. "Aren't you excited? This is a great day, sister dear." Beatrice smiled at Mabel with her sly, mysterious smile. She wore a black tight dress and a very nice golden fur on her shoulders: "The Crushgrove ambassador is visiting us! How truly great. I have made plans to talk with her privately. Ah, why ever am I telling you this, dear sister?" Mabel looked at the dark haired menace and found nothing but pity in her mean eyes, she turned her head.

Suddenly the horns rang and Mabel straightened her back, the doors opened and a sudden coolness flushed through the young daughter queen's body.