The Royal Headmaid

... the Head Maid of the Royal Castle, one of the many loyal to the Armelian ruling family. A mature woman that the passage time was incredibly kind to, given that she was present for Queen Artelle's birth. Her surprisingly simple, but tidy and elegant, maid uniform complemented a lithe body that has yet to betray its host's true age, her grey hair a equally simple but well-kept affair. A pair of fairly thick rimmed spectacles sat on her nose, aged but hardy dark hazel eyes behind the treated glass. A living and walking epitome of simplicity, elegance, and maturity rolled into one. And this was the first time I ran into her, naked and right after I fucked Princess Arma.

Her expression was steady and solidly flat, not even when she examined the scene of me and Arma entangled with each other on bed; nor the fact the room now smelled a bit from the rough and passionate sex the Princess and I had earlier. Her stoic expression told me nothing of her thoughts as the click of heels echoed throughout the bed chamber.

"Your Highness, Lady Lilian," the Head Maid greeted, as if she didn't catch us right after I came inside Arma. Broken out of our afterglow stupor, I blushed heavily and yanked the bedsheet to cover myself up. Princess Arma, being who she is, simply hiked up her garments on her body, not caring that did little to hide her naked form.

"Head Maid Castellen, what brings to my bed chamber?" the pink-haired nymph responded with a casual tone as she slid her legs off the beg, discarded panty (which was mine I belatedly realized) in hand. The Princess slipped the underwear on, heedless of her vagina that dripped with my semen. I looked away and quickly banished any lewd excitement at the sight of Arma putting on my underwear, or that she was filled with my seed again.

"I do believe that you have a statecraft lesson scheduled today, your Highness," Miss Castellen said. If she had any thoughts on what she had saw, she didn't voice them in anyway. Now that my mind wasn't addled with lust, I was very impressed with how professional she was - perhaps that came with the territory, given she was old enough to technically be Queen Artelle's senior. "Would you like me to call Cheryl up to make you presentable?"

"Oh, I don't want to bother my best friend any more than I already do," Arma sighed. She turned to me and I blinked. Wrapping an arm around my should bringing me close, Arma continued as she looked at the older maid. "My dearest Lily can help me clean up, both of us rather need it anyway. I'd imagine the tutors wouldn't mind having a studious and intelligent mind like her helping, yes?"

"I see. I'll have Cheryl bring you to the tutors once you're done tidying up, and I'll inform the tutors of Lady Lilian's participation," the Head Maid, being the professional servant she is, spotted my discarded clothes on the floor. She glanced towards me, my hands still gripping the bedsheet that covered my form. "Speaking of..."

"I would like to have a fresh set of garments from my room, please," I squeaked out, embarrassed at the situation. It didn't help that I my eyes occasionally drifted over Miss Castellen's uniformed body, or her sizable bust, or how her glasses really brought out her beauty despite her age. Whether the maid noticed or not, she didn't show as she nodded and collected my discarded clothing.

Glancing back at Arma, who was busy humming to herself at one of her cabinets, I sneaked a borderline leer at Miss Castellen's rear as she turned to the bedchamer's doors. I gulped as my hands grasped my smartphone, hidden under the bedsheet. It was tempting to just use the device once more, just to see what descriptors would pop up on the text box. Yet the memory of Cheryl's face twisted in anger, my own fears and guilt, and the ghosts of my previous two identities held me back. I chewed my lips as I tried to shake out the lingering remnants of what undoubtedly was the magical influence from Arma's penis growth spell, my hand firmly on the smartphone.

[AN: And a new face appears in general for this story! Didn't take much to generate this image, just used OpenArt first and then regenerated the result in Civitai; mostly because the original OpenArt result was a bit too realistic as it gave me an actual old lady lol. Not there's anything wrong with that but it was so clearly not an anime art style that I had to regenerate it in Civitai.]