My Sister's a Villainess Queen Pt. 01

My Sister's a Villainous Queen... and she swapped bodies with me: her loyal, magical sister!

Princess Lili would use her magical gifts and do just about anything for her older sister, the cruel and sexual Queen Maria--but when an arcane ritual goes awry, Lili realizes her sister wanted something even more from her--her body itself!

This chapter primarily contains: Incest, themes of sex-as-control, dubious consent, and bodyswapping magic. All characters are 18 years of age or older. All characters are purely fiction and not based on any real persons. Princess Lili Venaissin Azaleaon, court magician and advisor to the Queen, stood demurely outside the heavy wooden doors to the grand meeting hall as she listened to her sister getting fucked. Even muffled through the heavy wooden doors, the high pitched squeals were clear, along with heavy, deep grunting. The lurid whines of the ineffable Queen of Azaleaon became quicker, and then a long, feral-sounding bellow reverberated through the stone walls of the castle -- then silence.

Well, that was quick, thought Lili. It normally was with Maria's many suitors. Few could resist her tantalizing charms, and fewer yet could hold off long once they had her. The door burst open, making Lili jump. The Orcish Warlord sauntered out, the muscles under his dark green skin, glistening with fresh sweat, clearly defined. He loomed over Lili, who, while taller than her sister, was by no means a giant.

Lili swallowed hard as she felt his sharp yellow eyes look her over, holding his loose trousers up with one meaty hand. He saw that Lili wore a long gown of purple that marked her as a magic user. It cinched at her waist, and while flattered her slender figure, it showed little skin. Over it she wore wizardly robe, with large sleeves. Her black hair was pulled up into a tight bun, and she met the Orc's gaze through her wide spectacles.

The beastly chief was still pulling closed his pants, and adjusted his cock within as he gave her a tusky grin.

"Maybe I'll have you next time, Princess." He laughed coarsely, arrogantly lumbering to the stairs and down. Lili suppressed a shudder, the fine curve of her nose crinkled in disgust. Once he moved past the royal guards at the bottom of the stairs, she quickly turned and slipped in through the door.

A massive stained glass window of the royal Azalea Crest spilled light into the grand meeting hall. The hall itself was dominated by a huge wood table in the middle of the room, covered in map of the kingdom. And on that, laid the Queen. She wore a beautiful gown of layered pink skirts that blossomed like petals, though they were piled around her now, legs dangling off the edge. A strikingly tall high heel dangled precariously from her toes on one foot, the other lifted and resting with her knee bent.

"Hyaaa... decided once wasn't enough?" The seductive moan of the Queen came out and she arched her back, thrusting her full breasts skyward. One was barely constrained by the low cut of her gown that always put them out on a display shelf, made to jiggle enticingly for anyone in her royal presence, the other was exposed, and Lili could tell the abundant titflesh had been freshly mauled.

"Mm, do not leave me waiting then," the Queen was saying as she pushed herself up onto her elbows. Thick, luxuriant ringlets of blonde hair spilled around her flushed face and bare shoulders as lovely blue opened with a sultry glower, looking to the doorway.

Realizing it was Lili, and not the Warchief who had just left, all pretense was dropped.

Queen Maria slid her full shapely bottom to the edge of the table, skirts only hiking up more as all of her curvaceous legs and most of her hips were exposed for a delicious moment before she stood. Even as the full satin skirts, pink and ruffled, fell back around her legs, there was a high part in them at the front where the milky white skin of a thigh always peek through, and always provided a ready access.

"Do you have it?" Maria demanded. Her voice had dropped from the lusty octave she used when she was trying to get what she wanted, from men and women alike. It was cold, and direct. That was the voice Lili had grown up hear. She shivered, coming forward and producing from within her robe a small vial.

"Yes, Maria." Lili's voice was soft and raspy in comparison to her sister's lilting, breathy words.

"Nnh! Hurry then! It's starting to leak," Maria huffed, hands reaching between her legs and tugging open the overlapping curtain of skirts. Lili could see the vulgar display left in the Warchief's wake as clearish-white seminal fluid stained the perfect flesh of inner thigh as it slipped downward like melted icing.

Lili rushed forward and crouched. Popping the cork off the vial she lifted it, pressing the smooth lip of glass against her sister's inner knee and dragged it upward, catching the drizzly mess. As the smooth glass slid upward over her skin, Lili heard Maria let out a soft moan.

"Is there enough?" Maria pressed, her tongue running across the front of her teeth with a royal impatience of someone who was used to getting what she wanted-- immediately.

"Yes, plenty. With this, the spell will be complete, and he will be under your total control-- if he ever wants to get hard again." Lili grinned as she pushed the cork back into the vial, sealing it.

"Ooo-hohoho~! Maria laughed haughtily in a high, feminine way. "And with him, his whole tribe is mine!" Perfect, pearly white teeth caught the bright cherry red of her plump bottom lip, and with a sudden devilish flash in her bright sky-blue eyes, she flexed. Pelvic floor contracted as the Queen worked her inner muscles, and expelled more Orcish cum from her cunt.

Lili's eyes stared in rapt disgust as some of it spattered onto the floor. The rest clung to Maria's puffy, pink labia or smeared down onto her leg where her skin was so delicate, almost translucently pale as Lili saw the faint blue-green of veins beneath.

"Ugh, and left behind such a mess. Barbaric. Now, be a Princess and clean me."

"B-but the vial, it's full," Lili stammered.

"Is your mouth?"

Lili's stomach turned at the question.

"Didn't he satisfy you?" Lili tried not to whine. Maria hated it when she whined.

"Hardly! I should have had him bring his whole entourage. A pack of them wouldn't satisfy me. And who are you, to deny your Queen?" Maria leaned her ass back against the edge of the table and lifted one perfect leg, the other still exquisitely arched by the tall white and pink heels she wore, adorned with gem-covered bows. "Now. Before it dries and ruins my skin! On your knees."

Lili was repulsed, but she came closer, always drawn in by her sister. There was no escaping her wants, even if Lili herself had wanted to. But Lili didn't. Like anyone, she found Maria irresistible. She sank onto the floor, magician's robes rustling and pooling around her kneeling form.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Lili leaned in obediently, nuzzling the inside of her thigh. She kissed it tenderly, and worshiped the body of her sister as her tongue came out and dragged its way up toward her loins. She grimaced at the taste that tainted Maria's skin, now collecting across her tongue. Up she went, beneath the ruffled white hem of her skirt, mouth opening more like a living drip pan to catch what fell before her lips settled upon the freshly fucked hole and sucked at it.

Lili felt her mouth grow full. The salty, bitter taste burned into her sinuses. She sat back at once, stifling a wretch as she looked up at her sister pleadingly. She hated the taste. She only wanted to taste Maria. Any of her. All of her.

"No," Maria said to the unspoken question and leaned in, one hand reaching down toward Lili's chin. Maria let her forefinger lovingly sweep under it, dragging down across the slender column of Lili's throat and toward the hollow of it. "Swallow."

Lili did without a second thought. Maria could feel her throat constrict against her caress.

"Show me."

"Nnaauuh," Lili groaned and opened her mouth wide. She let her tongue slide forward across her teeth so it hung out across her bottom lip for Maria's inspection. Two fingers pushed their way into the hot confines of Lili's mouth, and eyes closed as she marveled at the feel of them twisting, scooping across the inside of her cheeks and under her tongue, as though she would have hidden some remnant.

"Good girl," Maria cooed, hand retracting. Lili stared as those fingers, covered now in her own saliva, went to Maria's sex. Her sister made a show of it; teasing Lili who sat so close as fingers swept up, sinking between her folds and curling, drawing out from her clenching cunt a mix of fluids.

"You have more work to do," Maria growled. The hand suddenly shoved into Lili's face, the mixture of sex smearing across her cheek before fingers thrust themselves back into Lili's mouth.

There were no words. Lili knew what to do. Her wide, full lips wrapped around the cruel digits and sucked on them, nursed on them hungrily like they were a teat. She could tell it excited Maria, hearing her moan above her. Lili watched as her sister gripped her own heavy, bare breast and kneaded it, rubbing at the large, pink nipple. That's what Lili wanted. That's what she wished she was latched onto.

Still, not even such devotion held Maria's attention for long. She seemed to grow bored of the gesture and plucked her fingers away from Lili's needy mouth with a wet pop. The Queen noticed, rather carelessly, the shiny wetness that had dribbled on the floor, directly in front of Lili's knees.

"Oh. You missed some," Maria observed callously.

Lili looked down, the pale purple of her eyes widening as they looked back up in horror to her sister over the rim of her glasses. "No-- please! Your Majesty, I want to taste you."

Maria sighed, tossing her head to the side with a flounce of hair. She lifted her foot, rubbing it against Lili's body beneath her robes. Maria felt the swell of her breast-- their delightful tenderness always so hidden. The toe of her shoe pushed up into one, and Lili whimpered.

"Tell me I am a kind and benevolent Queen," Maria insisted.

"Yes, yes! You are a kind and benevolent Queen. And you are my world. I will do anything you ask, but-- " Lili caught herself, her pale skin flushing. Dark lashes falling as she ducked her head. She didn't want to upset her sister, she only wanted her to know the truth.

"--But I want to taste you."

"Very well," Maria asserted dramatically. "I suppose I can show my grace. Stand up, Lili."

Lili bounced up to her feet, eager and ready. Maria, too, rose. In those tall, glossy heels she stood taller than Lili, but only barely. Their bodies now close; Lili could feel her sister's plush curves crushing in against her, bare breast yielding against black and purple robes. Maria's lips came to her ear with a honeyed promise: "Get on the table, and I will give a treat to my favorite little Princess."

Lili nodded meekly and then crawled up onto the table, over the map, knocking little wood blocks that signified allies and enemies aside as she lay down. Behind her, Maria gracefully pulled herself up, then gathered her skirts and stood atop the table. She smoothly walked around Lili, kicking more of the little armies off the table, sending them clattering onto the floor, all the while Lili stared up her skirts.

"Look at this mess, Lili! I have an army of pitiful peasants and old knights that have seen their best days already. Azaleaon is weak, 'but there are ways', you said. Tell me them again."

"Y-yes, Your Majesty -- I would have you gain power over those that think they wield it: the merchants, the guildsmen, the lordlings. They are puppets to their pricks." As Lili spoke, Maria stepped over her. One heeled foot on either side of her head, Lili stared up into the shadows where the heat of her sister's pussy teasingly waited.

"And I said the real power lies behind the menfolk; their wives, lovers, and daughters... you should take them. Ruin them with the touch of a Queen that no man can compare to." Lili's hand reached up, curling around the petite ankles of Maria, feeling the soft curve of bone and tendon before rubbing up her sister's calves.

"But there was more." Maria grinned deviously, squatting, slowly shifting down onto her knees.

"You can take anything you want -- The monsters and beasties and lesser things. They will be yours, with aid of my magic. They'll be your fists to grab whatever you want," Maria let her skirts fall, cloaking Lili's face. Breath was hot, lancing against Maria's inner thighs. "To crush... to squeeze..." Lilli's voice grew more muffled, and Maria tipped her hips, grinding her cunt down against the waiting, eager mouth of her sister trapped under her.

"Yes, nngh. Crush them... ah-hah, suffocate them under my might~!" Maria squealed the last word, eyes rolling back as she lost herself to the ministrations.

"Your Majesty." A man's voice cut Maria from her revere. Lili had left the heavy door ajar, and the castle's majordomo stepped in, clearing his throat stiffly.

Even the Castle servants who were used to the Queen taking who and what she wanted in the halls would have been alarmed at the sight of her with her sister. Thankfully, the voluminous skirts that fell around Lili's head hid her, and the manservant couldn't see the rest of her lithe form laying obscured and still behind Queen Maria.

"What is it?!" Maria snapped. Her breath was coming in ragged, sharp breaths. She did not stop rolling her body and fucking herself against her sister's unseen face.

"Th-the emissaries you summoned are arriving at the front gates. You asked to be notified!"

"Ngh. Very well!" Maria puffed. "I will be there shortly. Dismissed!" Once the manservant left, Maria lifted her skirts. The hot, stifling air that smelled strong of sex wafted out, and Lili gulped for the fresh air, glasses that had pushed up into her hair left fogged over. "Did you hear that? Quicker, then, my little sister. Make your Queen come." The fabric dropped again, and Lili was once more enshrouded in darkness. The only thing mattered was the wet heat that bore itself down atop her. Tongue dutifully out-thrust, lips trying to catch Maria's clit and suck on it.

"Oo-ooh, yes, yes-sa! Ah! There! There! Don't stop!" Maria's voice rose to a quavering pitch as the tides of pleasure grew as she continued to ride Lili's face. Lili's hands gripping at her ass and thighs under the skirts. Patting at them urgently as Maria pushed down harder and swept her into a trembling orgasm that left her fluttering against Lili's mouth. Beneath her, Lili felt faint and numb. Her hands more urgently slapping at the thighs that moved too languidly to dismount her.

Still, even if she died under Maria, it would have been worth it.

Lili rushed to the Royal bed Chambers, a panic in her eyes. Robes fluttered behind her. Royal guards stood at the doors, and more inside the room decorated in soft pinks and delicate floral accents. She barged through them all, out of breath. There, in the middle of the heart-shaped bed, twisted among the silky sheets and lace pillows, lay the body of Queen Maria Corsica Azaleaon, her sister.

"Give me space! NOW!" Lili barked, a violet spark of energy crackling around her pale purple eyes. The guards withdrew. Lili fumbled hurriedly for a large piece of chalk. Finding it in one of her pockets, she shuffled backwards, muttering to herself as she traced a circle around the bed.

Only then did she dare look at Maria's body again. Wearing the typical silky negligees she enjoyed that revealed more of her breasts than it hid, and only fleetingly reached her groin, maria's body lay on its back, head turned to one side and fingers curled into tight fists that clutched her sheets.

"You stupid beautiful woman," Lili was cursing as she leapt up onto the bed and clamored atop her sister. She straddled where thick, womanly hips swept in to the narrow waist and leaned in, reaching to lifting one of eyelid. A dull, vacant, blue eye stared out at nothing. Lili reached down and grabbed Maria's chin, forcing open the lips she she always loved to kiss. A thick, froathy foam had leaked from the corner of her mouth and stained the bedding under it, clear evidence as any she'd been poisoned.

"Hold on... you'll be back soon," Lili promised, as much to herself as anyone. A small roll of paper was taken from Lili's pocket. She unfolded it, and with a shaking hand carefully poured the confined sulfurous powder into Maria's mouth. It sizzled and popped as it went in.

A ceremonial knife was then drawn from its sheath at Lili's belt, and she rolled up the cuff of one sleeve, revealing her own ivory skin, and nicked it. She held it aloft over Maria's body and soon bright crimson drops splattered down across bare cleavage and breastbone.

Lastly, the hard part. She dug in her pocket and took out a gnarled lump of wax, black with a short, protruding wick. She took a steadying breath, and closed her eyes. Waving a hand over it, the ancient candle ignited.

She drew upon the magic she knew. All of it: raw energy of life, and the dark infernal magics of death. The candle meant to make a pact, unbreakable. She thought hard on what she needed. She needed her sister back. She needed Queen Maria. She needed the most beautiful, strong, cunning woman in the world at her side. Someone who could wreck the world for her.

Lili did not see the swirling darkness that grew around them. It whipped like a hurricane around the outside of the chalk circle she drew. Guards were pushed out of the room in an every-growing fury of energy that lifted furniture and snuffed out the sconces. All at once, a singular shade, a mere wisp of an spectre, bolted into the circle from above, right down at Lili and Maria.

There was a bright flash of purple-white light, and Lili remembered being hurled off the bed before everything went dark.

When Lili opened her eyes, her first thought was how everything hurt. Her veins felt on fire. Her throat singed. She coughed dryly. She lay on the floor, tangled with the pale pink sheets.

"Maria?" She wheezed, and pushed herself to sit. Everything felt... wrong. Immediately, she knew some part of her was missing, but she couldn't pinpoint how. She shivered, suddenly aware of how exposed she felt. The air of the room against her bare arms, and the lengths of her smooth, bare legs. Eyes looked down. The sight that greeted her was an impressive chest that strained against a tiny pink negligee, nipples drawn taut through the material, and skin dappled with cooling blood across its cleavage.

There was a groan from across the room and she looked up. There, against the wall. A tall, slender body sat up, wizard robes hanging off their arms. A hand lifted to their face, feeling the glasses on them, and lifting violet eyes to stare at Lili.

"Lili?" The voice wasn't quite recognizable to her.

"I--" Lili gulp.

"--your--"

"--me?"

The sisters stared at each for a long moment in silence, each from the body of the other. Then Lili saw those eyes flash with indignation, and the Princess's body rose to stand.

"Someone poisoned me!"

"I can tell," Lili whimpered as her stomach cramped up. She clutched it and leaned over, spitting and coughing again. From the opposite side of the bed, the Royal guards were filtering back into the room, relieved to see the magic of the ritual now faded.

"Princess Lili! What's happened?!" The familiar voice of the Captain of the Royal guard.

Lili tried to stifle an oncoming coughing fit and opened her mouth to answer, but another voice-- her voice-- rang out sharply.

"Everything is fine! The Queen will survived, she just needs to get cleaned up and rest. Captain! Gather everyone from the kitchens tonight and prepare them for execution on the morn." The royal guard shifted awkwardly, glancing between Princess and Queen. "What are you gawking at? Now, you fool." The low, husky voice carried and edge to it. It brought a little shiver to Lilli. She didn't know she could have ever sounded like that. Spoke with such authority.

"You heard her," Lili said with a dismissive wave, still recovering. "Go." The Captain nodded, giving Maria who stood in the Princess's body a sharp, confused look, before turning to leave with the other soldiers.

Footsteps came forward while Lili grabbed her head as a pain gnawed at it from within. Her own body crouched in front of her, and Lili looked up. Her own violet eyes searched across the pretty face, twisted and distraught. Angular features tipping to the side in consideration. Slowly, a hand lifted and touched the golden coils of hair that now framed Lili's face.

"Magnificent. I really am a specimen, aren't I?" Maria purred, admiring her own body with a new set of eyes. Lili opened her mouth to speak, but Maria placed her fingertip against the soft cherry lips. "Shh. You're the Queen, for now. To them, at least." Hand fell and suddenly caught Lili's jaw in its clutch, pushing her lips together into an exaggerated pout as fingertips dug into her cheeks.

"But who is your Queen?" Maria hissed from within the Princess's body.

"You are, Your Majesty," Lili spoke as best as she could, but it was a mumbled mess of words.

"Good girl," the words always made Lili melt, though it was so strange hearing it in that sultry, throaty voice. "Now, let's get you cleaned up. You're giving me a bad name."

Lili had to agree, climbing to her feet unsteadily. She felt weak, but Maria grasped her elbow, and helped her walk into the washroom. Lili leaned against the taller form, thankful for the help but surprised how easily she was supported. Had she always been that strong?

Inside, Lilli leaned against the counter and washed her face and rinsed her mouth, spitting into the sink. The minty yet peppery burning taste that lingered on her tongue made her think her sister had been killed with Banshee's Caress. It was a rare flower. Who would have the means to have her imbibe it--?

"Gah! Why did you ever wear these?" Lili's thoughts were interrupted by Maria complaining into the mirror. Surely you could fix it with a spell." Maria yanked off the spectacles, giving them a disgusted look before casually dropping them over her shoulder.

"Magic is a powerful tool, not something to be used carelessly," Lilli said gently.

"Pff. I care. It was always a gift wasted on you," Maria said and flexed her hand into a claw, drawing up a crackling pulse of the arcane through her fingertips. Maria lifted her eyes to look at herself in the mirror, holding the swirling ball of dark energies in her hand. "And I always wondered why our Godmothers gave you the Talent and not me."

"Maria, you don't know what forces your dealing with," Lili warned, but Maria was already leaning forward to squint into the mirror. The violet of her eyes manifesting a strange, crystalline sparkle across them, and Maria seemd pleased with herself.

"Oh, please. I've seen you work enough spells. And your ceaseless prattling on about it. It doesn't feel like it's that hard, if you ask me." Maria leaned back then, holding the swirling ball of dark energies in her hand. Her tongue stuck out as she made a revolted look, fist curling in as the magic dissipated.

"I look hideous in these robes."

"You never complained before," Lili said shyly.

"Because they were on you. I like being the center of attention," Her eyes slid over to Lili, once again drinking in the sight of what was her own original body. "That'll be hard, since you must keep up appearance," she looked back into the mirror and took the pins out of her hair, shaking out the long mane of raven tresses. "But not impossible." She picked up the comb off the counter, brushing out the hair.

Maria then started feeling around in the robes, and feeling the ceremonial dagger, drew it.

"That's a relic from--"

"Oh shut up, Lili," Maria said in exasperation and sawed through the robe's clasps, shedding it quickly. She then drew the blade up along her body, cutting through the binding laces of the bodice. Lili stared as her sister cut herself out of the austere dress of rich purples and black lace. She tore it off, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon as it flopped down into a heavy pool around her feet.

Maria grinned, wearing nothing and holding the blade casually. She turned sideways in front of the mirror. "Better. You never really knew how to use what you were given--don't get me wrong, I've always thought you were lovely. I wouldn't let you fuck me so much if I didn't, but goodness." Maria said as she casually tossed the blade onto the counter and instead cupped the pert, full shape of pale breasts that filled her splayed fingers nicely. Fingertips feeling around the creamy mocha nipples curiously.

"Now let's try some conjuration magic, shall we? You always said that was tricky." Maria released the flesh she casually caressed and instead reached out to her sides, eyes narrowing in concentration, and began to pull. Purple magic begin to spill towards her, mixing with essence of shadows that seemed to be dragged from the corners of the room and wherever that cast.

Lili watched the whole thing in awed silence. She felt so small. She always did, in Maria's presence. But watching her sister use magic--her magic--the one thing that made her special? Even tinier. A part of her wanted to grovel in the radiance of this goddess, but another was hurt. That was the emptiness she had felt after the ritual. The hollow void that Maria took from her.

The magic stitched itself together in a spiderweb of shadowstuff; heavy like a cloak around Maria, but she lifted her hand between her breasts and left it trail down, cutting through the illusion like butter, all the way to her naval. The black trickled off like oil, unfurling into a revealing black gown that molded to those breasts, separated by a deep valley of cleavage. Maria lifted one leg, bending the darkness into the shape of a tall heel, wickedly pointed as though made from obsidian needles. They were a deep purple with straps that climbed, crisscrossing up her long calves.

Maria tested them out by stepping back, crushing Lili's old glasses under her toe, grinding the glass into the tiles and bending the wire frames into an unsightly crumple. Then she stepped forward, heels clicking as she sashayed toward Lili, a hunger in those eyes. Lili swallowed hard.

"What do you think?" Maria enticed.

"Maria, I--" Lili stopped, too dumbstruck to say anything else. She only made a little excited squeak as she watched the seductive form near her. How was that her body? How could she have been that person? Maria moved with a feline grace while radiating dark and terrible might. Lili found it unrecognizable.

And the body she was in now? It was reacting profusely, growing aroused just by the mere presence, the mere thought of being close to her sister. Her cunt clenched with a wanton need, some knot in her core desperate to be unwound. Was this how it always for Maria?

It felt so strange, so wonderful--Not as strange as feeling her own lips leaning down and kissing her, however.

Maria seemed to have no issue with kissing herself. In fact, she seemed quite eager to know her own mouth in new and interesting ways. And if Maria wanted it, then, surely, Lili would too. Widened eyes now fell closed. Lips parted, acquiescing as she melted into it. The little fluttering in her stomach grew, and she moaned.

But it didn't last. Maria pulled away, hands having found the wide flared hips the negligee barely covered, and twisted Lili around before pressing in from behind, pinning her body against the bathroom counter. The delicious feel of the taller, feminine body behind her was a new, exhilarating experience.

"Look."

Lili stared, enraptured at the reflections in the mirror. It was a bizarre experience as she saw herself sliding hands up across her sister's body, but she felt as hands grasped her own breasts, kneading them and pushing them up over the edge of the plunging neckline that had only barely contained them. She gasped as they bounced free. Confused, excited, body alive and buzzing as she watched her own mouth taking a kiss onto the side of her neck, whispering hotly into her ear.

"Mmhh, I'm going to fuck you stupid tonight, you pretty blonde bitch." Maria rasped. The lecherous sound Lili made in response beckoning long, dexterous fingers--cool compared to the warmth of Lili's abundant titflesh-- to sink into the pillowy flesh. Her fingertips leaving small dimples of pressure, palms pressing into nipples.

"Ahh!" Lili could only tense, toes curling and thighs squeezing as an ache rocked through her. Maria's nails turned to claws and lightly grazed around the exterior, admiring the shape and fullness of her breasts. They drew ever-shrinking concentric circles, until at last she raked the nail of her index finger over Lili's bulging nipple again and again, like a cat playing with a toy.

Lili had never considered herself exactly sensitive, but the body she was in was foreign and new to her, and it very much was sensitive. She cried out, head tossed back and back arching provocatively. "Eeee, its so-- so good... Maria!"

Lili felt her body flush with desire, and while her cheeks were hot she was not ashamed. She craved more, desperately pushing her chest forward and at the same time sliding her ass back against her sister. Maria, after contenting herself to draw those nipples to painfully stiff and swollen peaks, listening to the whorish sounds coming from her sister, stopped.

"Lean forward, my little sister," Maria instructed, hands sliding down over hips and between them. There, those commanding hands wandered lower, and Lili felt them stroking along the shape of her ass that her skimpy nightwear could not contain.

"Spread your legs," Maria directed as she brazenly caressed the backs of Sonia's thighs. Her nails dragging upwards, inching towards the royal pussy from behind. Drawn by the promising touches, Lili was quick to comply. She bent herself down across the cool marble countertop, breasts bulging out around as they smooshed under her. Nipples pushed inward.

Lili reacted before Maria even finished speaking, body moving as though it knew what it wanted, like muscle memory it leapt to obey. Her back arched more, ass lifting invitingly as she went up onto her toes, both holes gifting themselves up for use. The lips of her cunt spread slightly, pink and dewy with unspeakable arousal.

Maria reached over, across her sister's body and picked up her hairbrush from the counter. It had a polished, large handle. It was ornate, with a series of flared rings before it grew thicker, and then tapered again towards the bristles. Now, she used it on Lili, smacking her sharply across her ass cheek with the back of it. "This is what a Queen must get used to doing."

"Wh-what? Ah!" Lili cried out in pain, but it almost sounded like a plea for more. Her flesh, so supple and delicate, turned pink easily.

"You must get used to your subjects wishing to serve you," Maria said as she ran the handle of the brush down the smooth length of her inner thigh.

"But... noooo, I'm not the Queen, Y-your Majesty." Lili trembled under Maria's care when the rush grew closer between her legs, and teased, dragging down the back of her thigh, tickling the backside of her knee and up once more.

"To them you are, and they are very devout." It was a drawn out process as Maria slid it's length against those wet lips that she knew so intimately, though the handle's tip rose forward past Lili's clit. Soon, the length of it was drenched her ever-growing juices as the length rubbed against her quivering cunt.

"I--I can't! I'm only for you, Maria. I'm yours!" Lili begged, hips were unable to stay still as the rocked with want, a desperate need to be taken and filled.

"But this is what I need from you. Can't you give me that?" Maria's empty hand lingered on her ass cheek, gently stroking the heated, warmed skin. Nails raking teasingly over it as the brush handle ascended, breaching Lili's entrance as it was guided upwards. Slowly. Back and forth, up and down. Two in and then one out, rocking continuously as more and more of the flares and tapered length was fed up into her sister's tight, squeezing folds.

"Ah! Ah! Yes! Yes!" Lili had been close just with Maria toying with her hypersensitive breasts. Now, she cried out with a violent orgasm that suddenly smashed down across her. She was panting, desperate to regain her sense of self, but her body continued with lascivious instinct. Soon, eight inches of the polished handle were being pumped in and out of Lili, while Maria held the haired barrel that smacked wetly against her pouty, stretched and exposed vulva.

"Yes! Yes! I'll give you everything! Aaugh, just fuck me!" Lili saw herself in the mirror then, out of the corner of her eyes, blue eyes rolling backward as her mouth hung open, happy to be used and plumbed as she felt another orgasm quickly rising to overtake the first. She collapsed forward on the counter with a stifled sob as her body tensed, feet lifting off the floor as another violent release tore through her and left her in tatters. She tried to cover her mouth, but nothing could stop the depraved sounds that gushed out.

Maria relaxed and let the brush slide out of from violating her sister. It slurped free as its invading girth was tugged oh-so-slowly out of Lili, leaving her with a sudden, aching void.

Maria calmly, thoughtfully ran her hand across her heart-shaped ass, kneading the yielding flesh. She tugged apart those pillowy cheeks and exposed the delicate, pink little bud of her anus. A singe fingertip stroked and teased around it before pressing it against that tight sphincter and gentle, coaxingly, massaged.

"This is when I'd normally want my ass taken. I would, if I thought your mind could handle it-- I know my body can," Maria remarked coolly, licking her lips.

Lili couldn't speak; she just maybe a feeble, ragged sound. Her body pulsed though, ass reflexively clenching and relaxing at the suggestion.

"Exactly," Maria said dismissively. She ran her fingers up across the arched spine presented before her and then sensually leaned in above it. Her lips kissed a shoulder blade, brushing aside perfectly coiffed curls and nuzzling against the nape of Lili's neck, kissing there brought another weak sound from Lili. She knew exactly what to do to torment this body she was trapped in, and curse her for it.

"Lili," Maria began with a mischievous tone. "I remember you bringing me back with the spell you cast. I remember being there, hovering above our bodies. It felt so strange. I felt the pull, like something forcing me back into one, so I did. I went to one."

Lili blinked slowly, recalling the ritual -- it seemed so long ago already in her sex-hazed mind.

"You-- you mean," Lili stammered, lifting her head up to meet Maria's gaze in the mirror. "You chose my body?"

Maria smiled slowly. It was a wicked, beautiful smile. "Thank you."

"But I don't want to be Queen," Lili whined, bright blue eyes blinking furiously, dewy tears clinging to her long lashes before one slipped out, and ran down her cheek. Maria's hands were pulling her up, turning her. Lean, pale palm cupped her cheek, and a thumb swept over the tear, dragging it into a damp streak across the pink cheek with the faintest hint of freckles.

"Oh, Lili. I didn't even know I could cry," Maria observed in awe. "This is going to be so much fun."