The Queen's Strategy

With each new descent back into the queen's realm, the villagers set up greater preparation for your return. As you slowly fell into the Queen's castle you looked down to see that they now had cameras, giant screens, and pop corn stands. It became a large comedic event for them. Their cackling laughter could be heard from the highest reaches of the sky you entered from and grew louder as you drew nearer.

"Hes wearing a skirt now!" They laughed, "damn that thing is short!"

"You see what he's wearing underneath it?!"

"Oh my! Thats TERRIBLE!" All between their chuckling and mouthfuls of popcorn.

You wished your mouth was full of popcorn, instead of...

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After your long humiliation ritual of hearing the village, you returned before the queen. For a split second, she was inclined to respond in her catty way of enjoying the torture she was inflicting upon you until she saw the shoes Sara had equipped on you.

"You've been conspiring with that bitch!" She slapped your face. Thats twice you've been slapped today...

"The bitch thats going to seal me away!" She fumed, "what did she say? Did she make plans to banish me?! What is she going to do?! What is she planning?! Speak to me!"

"My queen, he can't. His dick is in there." Cassandra said.

"Bah!" She threw her hands up in the air, "I was hoping for more time to take over this man's body...there's still stockings, garter belt, and blouse left before my full power is returned....DAMN!"

She returned to her throne and pondered, "Fine...we'll cut out the room for happenstance. You try to have a little fun with taking over his life and body and this is what happens. We'll just have to use your residence as a reference for where the remaining garments are. Turn this ordeal into an inevitability."

She approached you and grabbed your face, "young man...think of home...where is it?"

You didn't want to help her condemn you, you tried to push the thoughts of home away, despite how much you'd rather be there.

"Nothing? Perhaps I was more right than I measured about you liking this...how are you enjoying me in your mouth? How are you enjoying what I'm feeding you? Because, if you don't give me what I ask for- I won't leave. 6 hours is nothing. How about a day? How about a week? A year? In that time frame- how many people will see you? Maybe that's what you want? Let the entire world know about our special...bond..." she said sliding her finger in and out of your lips.

You knew she was right about keeping you here for as long as it takes. You thought nothing could be worse than what you were experiencing another second with her in your mouth, so with a tearful submission, you thought of home.

"There it is," she smiled, "Sara won't stand a chance."

Thankfully the queen in your body was merciful and you were ascending back shortly after providing the past queen the information she needed to further damn you in this curse.

So...so...merciful...