Transform into the Queen’s sister, Princess Catherine

As the morning sun rises, you wake up in bed, ready to enact your naughty little plan! You mapped the whole idea in your head the night before. You were going to ruin the royal family’s reputation, one by one by pretending to be them! As you get out of bed, you concentrate on your body and imagine the beautiful Princess Catherine Grimtalon, a beautiful blonde babe, and the conservative sister of Queen Lucille! You shut your eyes as black tendrils emerge from the ground and surround you, completely encasing you in shadows for but a few seconds… As you open your eyes, you look down to see if it worked.

As you look down at the tops of your pert breasts and feel your soft noble face, you are convinced: it worked! You gasp and are surprised by your new feminine soft voice. You quickly run up to your mirror to check yourself out. Slim wait, soft facial features, dainty pretty feet, everything was as good as you expected, and more. Strangely, your clothes seemed to have changed as well. You went to bed wearing what most nobles describe as “peasant rags”, but after your transformation you are wearing a cotton golden dress! Your transmutation spell must be more powerful than you realize if you can turn an object into another.

What is this strange material anyway? You enjoy the smooth cotton sensation against your pale bare skin underneath the dress. Apparently you didn’t transform with anything underneath! You quickly pull the dress up and over your head to check out your body. My God, you mutter, she’s (you) more beautiful naked than you could have ever imagined. You grope your firm ass and move towards the mirror, spreading your hairless pink pussy. You shove an experimental finger into new-found sex hole and shudder as you feel the fleshy walls of your cunt. Looking into your reflection as you masturbate, you smile and enact the second part of your plan…

“Good god! I think that’s the queen’s sister… and she’s naked!” The townsfolk gathered around you as you walked through one of the many markets of Freehold completely naked. As you stroll through the cobblestone road your cute alluring feet making a soft _pitter patter _as you walk completely nude with your chin held high and a smile on your face.

“My word,” an elderly woman spat, “What a whore!” Men begin to catcall and whistle at you, so you stop in place and strike a sexy pose, extenuating your perky breasts and your now hardening nipples. The men cheer and howl, praising the new Princess Catherine!

“I would kill for you Princess Catherine! Send me to war in your name!” An armored rugged man shouts from the crowd. A younger boy shoves him out of the way.

“No, me, Princess Catherine! I would die for you!” The boy shouts, thrusting a dagger into the air, “Just let me pinch your bottom! Just once!”

“If you boys want me so bad, come and get me!” you taunt provocatively, bending over and spreading your perfect pink lips and revealing your royal asshole. The crowd of men grow silent as they salivate and you spot many an erection as they stare at your exposed privates.

Finally, one of them braves the question, “D-do you really mean it? Can we fuck you?”