A semi dressed Clare

You reached Anastasia door and follow Blue inside. You stop two steps inside as Clare's bare chest takes up most of your brain power. She had a magnificent chest. They weren't huge, more than a handful but not by much. Each breath she took pushed them making them jiggle a little.

"Your Highness." Blue said looking at you from the corner of your eye. The noise pulled you from boobs and to the room. Clare's lower half was taken up by a short angled red skirt, the left side started just below her hip and the right ending at her mid thigh. Anastasia was holding up two tops, deciding which tone was right.

Anastasia and Clare looked over at you and Clare's face broke out into a smile. "Hi Christopher. You look," she looked you up and down and bit her lip, "r-really good." Her cheeks got a little colour to them.

"Hey Clare." You said back trying not to look down at her chest and failing.

"Hey." Clare said back as her smile grew under your attention.

"This one." Anastasia said putting a blue stop into Clare's hands and looking at Blue avoiding looking at you. "Is everyone else ready?"

"The ladies are changed and awaiting your presence. The party guests are beginning to arrive and are being directed to the ball room." Blue answered walking over to Anastasia and tugging at her outfit. It was a toga like your own except for a cord between her chests to extenuate them. Blue's tugging made Anastasia chest bounce and your eye betrayed you by watching.

Clare finished pulling on her top, the inverse of her skirt, a blue short top that exposed her stomach in a diagonal from the right to left. It was too small for her chest so the right side exposed some underboob. Her pulling made her chest bounce and your eyes were drawn to her. Clare looked up and saw your staring smirking at you. She stood up to her full height and straightened her shoulders. "It is good to see you Lord Christopher, your father, the Duke of the Ester Plains, sent me to service you in the capital." She over pronounced every word and bowed. A smirk on her face that told you she was enjoying.

Anastasia let out a tired sigh. "No you don't need to announce who his father is or call him Lord and the Extier Plains. Ex-tier. And just speak normally. And serve him not Service him." Clare stood back up, winked at you at the serve and covered her smirk with a sorry expression.

"Sorry Your Highness." Clare said wringing her hands bashfully. "But isn't this too much for me, I'm not you know royalty."

Anastasia sighed again. "A Baroness's daughter not royalty." She looked over to you. "Christopher is she always like this?"

You grinned a little. "She is a little slow."

"Oh yeah and who didn't notice when I always wore my short skirts." Clare shot back then froze and looked at Anastasia.

"You should speak to him with more respect." Anastasia said walked over to and looking over you toga. "You look very good." She picked at the toga for a moment. "I guess Black and White did the best they could."

"He looks really sexy." Clare said with a smile on her face. She was enjoying messing with Anastasia far more than is decent. "I, I mean he, he looks good." She corrected blushing madly.

Anastasia thinned her lips before saying, "She insisted on staying and that you would be, unhappy," she chewed the word not liking the implication, "if I sent her away and after your spectate when she arrived people might go looking for her. She will be the daughter of one of your father's Baronesses who was sent to SERVE you and will be sent home soon." She sounded rather set on that last part but both you and Clare reacted with objections.

"I don't want her to go."

"I don't want to leave without Christopher."

You looked at Clare and she looked at you and Anastasia cleared her throat. "We will discuss that later. You go and wait with the rest of the party goers and don't talk to anyone." She pointed at Clare with a glower.

Clare shut her mouth and bowed, she knew when not to push someone too much at least. She walked to the door then hesitated. Blue walked over to her, "I can show you the way." She opened the door and Clare shot a look over her shoulder.

Anastasia went back to fiddling with your toga not saying anything. Her aura made it clear she was mad but not entirely at you. "We match." You say hoping that would distract onto something safer to talk about.

"Why didn't you mention her?" She asked reaching down to tug your toga a bit lower. "You never wrote about her and didn't mention growing up with anyone."

"I didn't think I had a reason too." You answer not having to fake your awkwardness. "When she showed up I," you felt a smile threaten to take over your face. Even a passing thought of her was enough apparently.

"Don't." Anastasia said reached up to brush at non-existent dust. She sniffed a little. "Do you ..." She didn't finish the sentence but sniffed again.

"Do I what?" You but on your best oblivious face, not hard you had eighteen years to master it, and got so good it became your natural state. A wave of gladness that Edin snapped you out of that came over you for a moment.

Anastasia watched you closely. This is another one of those instances where not having an aura was good. She had to just read your face. She chewed her lip for a moment. "Why don't you want her to leave, I can get you a better attendant."

"She's my friend." You answer with a shrug. "And my dad said she was going to stick around. When she wants to do something she does it."

"I could have her sent away." Anastasia said to herself more than to you.

"She'd come back." You shrug.

She didn't say anything back for a long moment. "You smile when you look at her, could you," she took a few breaths, "smile at me like that tonight?" She was looking down at your toga so you ducked your head down to meet her gaze with a smile. She smiled back and raised her head. "For the Maiden party you will stay by my side. I will allow her to be near you, if she is respectful and doesn't give away her heritage."

"Clare might surprise you Ana." You say really hoping that was true and Clare wasn't just going to keep fucking with Anastasia for fun.

Anastasia looked skeptical but nodded and took your hand in hers. "I, want to spend the party with you." She raised your hand and kissed it, "Do you want to spend it with me?"

"Wouldn't have it any other way." You said with a real smile, as weird as all this is you'd be more than happy to spend time with her. She nodded and together you walked out of her room and towards the ball room.

On the way you met Vatarie and Asune. Vatarie was wearing a fiery red skin tight variant of her scale dress from you date with a lot more skin showing, the scales on her chest consisting of a band wide enough to cover her nipple and that is all, her entire stomach and a decent amount of her navel exposed, and a skirt that showed so much of her lower half the lack of anything beneath said skirt was clear to see.

Asune was wearing, she was wearing ... she was wearing a black leather dominatrix outfit. A series of straps lined her body covering her chest and lower half with a metal ring around her belly button that all the straps started. Her back held a rather complex looking buckle contraption that you were pretty sure would either make the outfit fall off her flawlessly, or cause the straps to fly off her body and imprison anyone in the vicinity.

Asune looked you and down but her eyes lingered on your face. She greeted you and Anastasia but once again she wasn't engaging beyond that. Vatarie drank you in and you are pretty sure considered jumping you right then and there. Your lower half noticed her interest and, after having seeing their outfit was also considering the benefits of being jumped.

As you walked Anastasia's leaned into you and her other hand would accidentally graze your length to keep you hard. It was making your toga look, more obscene than it had been, the fabric was enough to entirely cover you but any fast or dramatic movement would ruin that.

You reached the ball room with the three beautiful women at your side and it struck you, this is not how you thought your life in the capital was going to go.