slender elegant build > large massive enormous sexy tits

My, oh my... hello there, mama~

Credit is where its due, my James-side has an acquired taste.

The previous office suit-like dress was back to a corset... a highly low-cut corset that meets the bare minimum in containing my enlarged breasts, whose size and heft is almost equivalent to my head. My new bulk, however, feels full and firm despite their scale. The loss of the black lacy bra and underwear will be sorely missed, unfortunately. It really helped with the overall seductress look and would've been nice for this look.

Some small part of my Lilian-side raged a little at the immense lewdness of our, sorry, my new form. Yet my James-side is not only incredibly pleased (the horndog was also me so they obviously benefited from this greatly, after all) but had convinced most of my Lilian-side of accepting this. The how, we're, correction, I'm not sure but perhaps for all the leery ignorance, my James-side can create an effective argument. Or maybe the reconciliation is progressing far enough that both sides are being greatly influenced by each other... like how my James-side reminded my Lilian-side of some of her extraneous 'studies' into how to 'entertain' with our- my female body.

Quite the illuminating classes for how depraved they are, even though I had them esta... blished... oh-

-the reconciliation between my two sides are coming along, I believe.

That... might explain why I typed in that change. My Lilian-side, for all the academic achievements and political cunning, had led to a person who lack empathy and derided anyone below a self-defined standard. The descriptors of "stuck-up and arrogant" (as much as it pains for my Lilian-side to admit) is fairly apt. We... my bad, I believe that and Lilian's smarts might've fed into the my James-side lust and ignorance - that we're, they're, I'm a ruling queen of Armelia likely didn't help. My Lilian-side didn't even remember studying those 'special' classes until my James-side brought it up, just as my Lilian-side reminded my James-side about silliness of trying to ruin practically themself in a long foregone petty dispute.

I'm... fine with that. Both sides are. My grin reflected my mood as I appreciated the mountainous globes of flesh and the snug crown that sat on my head. Even Cheryl's warning could hardly damper my elated spirits - what would the maid even do to me, despite being Arma's most trusted servant girl? If anything, the silly peasant could use some of lessons I learned - maybe even I can tutor the green-haired girl. The memory of her intimidating my old James-self roused a need to... correct the maid.

(Queen, direct angle, austere blonde hair, stuck-up and arrogant, large massive enormous sexy tits, wry and callous grin, standing straight, holding smartphone, ostentatious and wealthy apparel, posh castle bedroom, possessed by viewer)

[AN: There was alot of wrangling with both civitai.com and Openart.ai to make an acceptable result. Good Lord, so much slider adjustments and prompt adjusting and using all those supplemental models and tools in civitai... in the end, I had to use Openart first and then touch up the result in civitai. At least it was something of a lesson in using some of the resources in civitai, but man. Alot of buzz down the drain - not to mention I'm pretty low on trial credits in Openart (insert sarcastic "yay"). It is what is though ¯\_(⊙ 3 ⊙)_/¯ ]