Ask - Me and My Princess Girlfriend

"Thorn, I found this doll..." you start, the punk succubus coming to a stop.

A deep breath, then the punk succubus pulling up a seat of her own. As it turns, her hair is red. But you can see some blonde peeking through. Both look good, but you prefer the latter.

"I always wanted to be a princess." Thorn began, tears just about ready to fall right down.

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A younger Thorn plays in the grass. Decked out much like this doll, she looks to be having quite a good time at the moment. As summer days went, this was perhaps one of the greatest.

"What makes you think you can be a princess?!" a voice announced, a foot connecting with her stomach before she had a chance to

A boy's foot slammed into her body, knocking the young succubus down. Then another kick. And another. The barrage doesn't seem to end.

Until...

"Let go of me! You're sucking me up!"

But Thorn doesn't let go. If anything, her grip tightened as the boy faded away. His buddies noticed, making a beeline out of here. But the damage had already been done.

Princess Cerelia Lynn was taken by complete surprise.

She hadn't expected to hear such a response from Thorn. While she felt sorry for the succubus, she was mad at herself for forcing such memories up for the woman.

"Thorn, I'm sorry." she whispered, leaning towards her girlfriend. "Is there anything that I can do for you, dear?"

Thorn shook her head. Cerelia had that way of her, bringing out the pain and somehow... replacing it to an extent with something else. Comfort, happiness and most of all, love. Maybe that was why she had found her and became her girlfriend a year ago. Sure, that had been a lucky chance but still.

"Can I ask something from you, Cerelia?" Thorn inquired, wiping the tears away for the moment. Taking a deep breath, she made out the beautiful smile on her girlfriend's face. Worth every penny to help her become the woman she truly was. Especially now that she had gotten even more beautiful in the process.

"Of course." Cerelia answered. "You want to try become a princess again, don't you?"

Thorn nodded.

"I think Maribelle and Bala would be happy to help you." the princess-in-training explained, running a hand through her now strawberry blonde locks. She was in need for a trip to the salon, so why not kill two birds with one stone? Or make two princess with one trip, in this case. Yeah. That sounded quite nice.