Sleeping Beauty Ch. 01

Libraian's note: Alright, Sleeping Beauty! I didn't think I'd do this one, because where's the fun in a protagonist who just sleeps through the plot? Then I realised the obvious solution: dreams! Yay! For anyone who might be concerned, there will be no raping of sleeping princesses in this story, though there will technically be non-con (thoroughly enjoyed by everyone involved), and there will also be a lot of BDSM and general silliness. Ye be warned.

Once upon a time, in a far-away kingdom, lived a princess by the name of Beauty. This was not an uncommon sort of name for royalty thereabouts (a prince in the next kingdom over was named Charming), and no King or Queen ever worried that their royal children would grow up and not be suited to their name, because in these kingdoms the fairies always gifted great magic upon little princes and princesses. This happened during lavish feasts, first at the naming ceremonies for the little babies - though only a few fairies cared for this, since babies are rather dull and not very interesting company - and then again at their 21st birthday, to celebrate their passing into adulthood.

When Beauty held her adult birthday party, she invited her three favourite fairies: Smexy, Seductina, and Safertiti. As the trio arrived, she gave each of them a stripper, a golden dildo, and a whole wardrobe full of perfectly scandalous clothing in the finest silk and lace.

"Oh, girrrrl, this party is just gonna be so. awesome," said Smexy, and kissed Beauty on both cheeks.

"I'm, like, so psyched to be here?" said Seductina. "I can't believe you're, like, finally 21? I've been seriously waiting for this day, like, your whole life."

"Uh-huh," said Safertiti, looking around the party and nodding to herself. "Yeah. Cool party, Beau."

Beauty pulled them all into a group hug. "Oh, it's so good to see you girls! But please, can we go straight to my presents? Oh-So-Pretty and Lustrous has already started the orgy, and the Handsome triplets promised to 'save me a dance' as soon as I'm all gifted up!"

"Girl, you know it," said Smexy. "I've got the best plans for your bod. I know Holly-Blossom or whoever thought she did a good job with little baby you, with the golden hair and rosy cheeks and all that, but girl, I'm talking giant. bazongas. Huge. Girl, you'll have to stop me if I go too far, but you know you can rock some massive boobies. And girl, you know it's magic; no chafing, or sweating, or whatever nasty stuff peasants have to deal with. You'll need hips to match, of course, and I'm gonna make sure your booty stays delicious, but girl, I'm thinking keep the waist like it is now? I know you worked hard on that slim line, and I do not. ruin my girls' hard work. You'll have, like, an hourglass figure. Or whatever. Girl, I'm sure it'll be amazing, just trust me."

Beauty nodded eagerly, her eyes shining. Smexy winked at her, swung her magic wand, and at once she could feel her body changing. Well, she could see it, too. Her modest breasts were ballooning outwards while her hips widened to keep up. It was a good thing she'd decided to wear her birthday suit (plus shoes); anything else would've been ruined! Her lips puffed out into a pout, her eyelashes became longer and darker, and a pair of tiny pink hearts - Smexy's specialty - appeared in the deep of her otherwise brilliant blue eyes (courtesy of Holly-Blossom). Her pubes vanished into thin air while Smexy explained that golden curls on top were yay, but everything below was nay, and let's not worry about that ever again, and soon everything was finished... except for her boobs, which were still ballooning. Her nipples had become pencil-sharp, her areolae were perfect, pink circles upon her otherwise unblemished ivory skin (Holly-Blossom, again), and her boobs were at least E-cups... F-cups... G...

"Yo, Sme, I think that's enough," said Safertiti and gave her fellow fairy a nudge.

"Girl, you sure?" said Smexy. Safertiti nodded. Smexy pouted a little - well, a little more than her natural pout - but stopped. Beauty tried cupping her new giant bazongas, but the firm boob-flesh spilled over her dainty little hands like an avalanche. "Wicked," she whispered, pulling her new pouty lips into a grin.

"That was, like, so cool?" said Seductina, shoving Smexy to the side. "But I think it's, like, my turn now? And like, this body is amazing, but I'm gonna make sure you're, like, even more sexy when people can't see you. Like, I know Sapphire-Song gave you that sweet baby voice, and made sure you'd never hit a sour note when singing and all that, but, like, it could really need a little extra kick? To, like, really hook whoever hears it, and make them be, like, damn, that is the sexiest voice I've ever heard, I've just gotta, like, fuck whoever has it, y'know? Also, like, I think this body deserves to dance? So I'm gonna, like, make you the best dancer, and yeah, yeah, yeah, Sapphire-Song probably did some gracefulness-stuff already, but, like, did she gift you the moves you need for a good strip-tease, or a cabaret? Go on, like, give us a good song n' dance number, so I know what I'm working with?"

Beauty nodded again, happy to oblige, and started singing a soft love-song, while swirling gracefully to the melody. Seductina swung her magic wand, and at once, the song and dance started changing. Beauty's voice dropped a few octaves and took on a growly undertone, then swivelled into a throaty purr before powering up into the high notes. Meanwhile, the dance went from airy pirouettes and dandelion soft pas de chats to more grounded moves, drawing the focus from the outer hands and feet inwards to the hips, butt and those giant boobs. She shaked and shimmied, swayed and swooned like she'd never done anything else in her life. The rest of the party quickly gravitated towards her; the guests couldn't help themselves. They had to hear the source of that seductive voice, and once they saw her, they couldn't tear their eyes away from her titillating dance.

"Wasn't that, like, the best performance ever?" said Seductina when Beauty had finally stopped singing and dancing.

"Yeah. Whoo. Go Beau," said Safertiti.

"It was so awesome!" cried Beauty, making several heads turn to look towards the sound of her fuckable voice. "Thank you so much, Seductina! I guess it's only you left now, huh, Safertiti?"

"Uh, yeah," said Safertiti. "About that. Where's Domina?"

"Domina?" said Beauty. "You mean the evil BDSM fairy?"

"Uh-huh," said Safertiti, nodding.

"Well, how should I know?" said Beauty.

The three fairies looked at each other. Smexy and Seductina suddenly looked concerned.

"But you invited her, right?" said Smexy.

"Ew, of course not," said Beauty. "Uh, why would I invite the evil BDSM fairy to my orgy?"

"Because," said a sudden, stern voice behind her, "it is incredibly rude not to invite your closest neighbours to your parties. At the very least, you should send out a notification about the noise."

"Yeah," said Safertiti. "And also, she likes to crash the party if she's not invited."

Beauty turned around slowly, dread rising in her heart. Very well-founded dread, since she shortly came face to face - well, face to boobs, since the woman in front of her was significantly taller than her even without her crazy-high stilettos - with Domina, the evil BDSM fairy. The older fairy was grim-faced, and clad entirely in tight, black leather, with a riding crop clasped firmly in one hand.

"I hear you're receiving your gifts," said Domina, giving a wicked little smirk. "And I thought, my invitation has probably just disappeared in the mail; I should not be so rude as to withhold my boon just for a misunderstanding... But then I arrive just in time to hear it was no mishap at all! Well. I suppose it shouldn't surprise me that such a spoiled, snivelling little brat like you is also rude. But I can still be courteous. I'll still give you my gift. In fact, I must insist, as you seem to need it rather badly! So, little princess, here is what I have for you: Today is your 21st birthday? Very well. 21 days from now, you will prick your finger on a spindle, and be sucked into my nightmare realm... forever!"

With her cursed gift thus delivered, the evil fairy cackled evilly, and disappeared in a puff of purple smoke that made everyone cough.

When it had finally cleared, Beauty asked, "What's a spindle?"

"Girl, does it matter?" said Smexy. "You can't avoid one of Domina's evil curses!"

"Yeah, like, didn't anyone warn you about, like, not not inviting the evil BDSM fairy? She's tried this shit at, like, every gift-giving party for the last, like, hundred years."

"But there must be something you can do," said Beauty, her pink-hearted blue eyes pleading with her fairy friends. Smexy and Seductina shrugged and shook their heads.

"Well, I suppose," said Safertiti. "I mean, I was gonna give you natural magic lube and stretchy orifices and thought-activated birth-control. Which I'm pretty sure are all things you're gonna need a lot. But I could change the end of the curse instead. If that's what you want."

"Yes!" cried Beauty. "Yes, please, save me! Please, I don't wanna get sucked into any nightmare realms!"

"Uh... well, I can't change that," said Safertiti. "Domina is way too powerful for me. But instead of 'forever', let's make it... 'until you're rescued'. Yeah. So... 21 days from now, you will prick your finger on a spindle, and be sucked into Domina's nightmare realm... until you're rescued. There. Happy?"

"No!" cried Beauty. "What does that even mean?! Who will rescue me? When?!"

"Eh, I dunno," said Safertiti, shrugging. "Some prince, probably. Isn't that their job? And it could happen anytime; I don't wanna force some poor bastard who happens to walk by exactly a hundred years from now to be sucked into your drama."

"A hundred years?! It could take a hundred years?!"

"Hm? Yeah, I suppose. Theoretically," said Safertiti. "Hey, is that a chocolate fountain? I'm so having sex there. See ya, Beau. And happy birthday!"

~*~

21 days later, Beauty was prowling the castle like a caged animal - if a caged animal would ever wear extravagant tiaras, ruby red silken ballgowns with gold stitching and emeralds in the embroidery, five layered petticoats, and stiletto heels with diamond buckles. It was one of Beauty's favourite new outfits (she'd had to renovate her whole wardrobe after Smexy's boon - which was like a second birthday present, really), and it made her feel ever so slightly safer, somehow.

"If you're not going to tell me what's troubling you, can you at least sit down?" asked the Queen, who had been following her daughter's pacing with her eyes. Beauty had no intention of saying a word about the curse to her parents. No prince or princess ever spoke to the King or Queen about their 21st birthday party. Well, none she knew of. And she didn't want to; it would just be awkward. Not like they could help, anyway. Curses were pretty standard territory for royalties, and everyone knew you just had to roll with them. But you didn't have to be happy about it.

Beauty slumped down on a divan next to her mother and glared at the embroidery she was making. The needle looked sharp. She wouldn't want to prick her finger on that. What was a spindle, anyway? She got up again and resumed her prowling.

"That's enough," said her mother, putting her embroidery down. "If you won't talk about it, let's at least give you something useful to do. Something calming. Hm... kissing frogs? No... Calling in the woodland creatures with song? Oh, but the floors are already clean; we really don't need them. How about trying to spin straw into gold?"

"Ugh, whatever," said Beauty, and reluctantly followed the Queen up into a tower, where stood a strange little device she'd never seen before; a sort of wheel on a frame. Her mother sat down at a little stool, and used a pedal to make the wheel go round, and fed some plant stuff to it from a great bundle. The result was just a thread, not actual gold, but it was pretty astonishing nonetheless, and she found the sound of the great wheel very relaxing.

"The big spinning wheel might be a bit much to learn all at once, but you can try that little one there," said her mother, pointing at some stick-like object with a rounded knob at the bottom. Beauty picked it up.

"What the hell am I supposed to do with this?" she asked.

"Well first, you don't clutch it like that. I thought Sapphire-Song made you graceful! Hold your spindle firmly, but gently, like a little bird."

But Beauty didn't hear the end of her mother's instructions. At the word "spindle" she had jerked her hand and pricked a finger on the sharper point, and by now, she was already asleep on the floor.

~*~

Beauty opened her eyes and looked around. She was in some sort of dark forest landscape, full of thorny vines and mud and other icky things.

"Ugh," she said, sitting up and clutching her head. "Where am I?"

But nobody answered. Which was pretty weird - she was a princess; there were always some servant or other around to answer her questions. Or at the very least some animals. Weren't nasty forests like this their natural habitat, or whatever? She tried singing some to her, but eventually had to give up. She was on her own for now.

She got to her feet and stepped gingerly forwards. There was a sort of path there... flanked on each side by all this chaotic forest, of course. Well, it had to lead somewhere, right?

"Ew, ew, ew," she said, as with each step she took, her beautiful stilettos sunk into the muddy ground.

"What was that?!" she cried out as a howling sound suddenly echoed up behind her. "Probably just the wind," she answered herself when nobody else did. But she kept glancing backwards, and soon discovered that it wasn't the wind at all: a wolf was moving towards her down the path.

"Oh, fiddlesticks," muttered Beauty, using one of the strongest swear words in a princess' vocabulary, and started running. Pretty immediately, though, her feet sunk deeper into the mud, and she had to struggle with every move just to get them loose. As the wolf kept gaining on her, she realised she had to leave them behind, and with tears in her eyes, she unbuckled the diamond clasp and stepped out of the shoes, leaving them behind to sparkle in the mud.

But her plight was far from over. The wolf was gaining on her, and up ahead, the thorny vines growing by the side of the path were suddenly growing all across the path instead, with just a tiny opening to squeeze through. "Oh, poot!" shouted Beauty, but she was too scared to stop now, and dived into the thorny little hole.

The vines clung to her lovely ballgown, and she sobbed at the sound of ripping fabric as she fought to get through. The thorns seemed to dig into all five layers of underskirt, and the branches overhead were messing up her immaculate hair-do and snatching at her tiara. She almost started wishing her hips weren't so wide and her ass not so plump... especially when the wolf caught up with her.

It swiped at her with its great claws, and she could feel her dress being torn from her... but then suddenly, she was free, and she pushed through, and kept running. Her shoes and her crown and most of her dress was gone, and her cheeks streaked with mascara, but when she turned her head, she saw one good thing: her many skirts had almost completely blocked the hole in the vines, and the wolf was howling angrily on the other side, unable to get through.

She slowed her pace, relieved, but kept walking. After all, she wasn't out of these cursed woods yet.

She hadn't gone far when she suddenly heard a voice from up ahead, crying out in pain: "Ow! Oh! Please, mercy! Ow!" She proceeded cautiously, and came upon the strangest scene: It was Smexy, stark naked and suspended in the grasp of several vines, with several more vines swinging at her luscious butt-cheeks, which were already glowing red, and at her ginormous tits.

"Smexy?" exclaimed Beauty. "What's going on?!"

The bound fairy looked over at her, her face brightening in a smile. "Beauty, girl, hell-ow! Oh, that stung. Ow! So, you're here! Ah! Domina's nightmare - ouch! - realm! Like it, girl?"

"Are you crazy?!" said Beauty. "It's a nightmare realm! It's awful! But why are you here? Did you... you didn't try to rescue me?!"

Smexy's smile faltered a little, and her eyes went a little shifty, like she had something to hide. But then she closed them and just grinned all the brighter.

"Ow! Um, sure, girl! Ouch! Anything for - aah! - you!"

"Oh, that's so amazing of you! Just let me get you down, and then you can get us out of here!"

"I'm not ow! sure that's such a good," started Smexy, but the princess was already running towards her.

Immediately, she was snatched up by the vines and suspended in the same position as her fairy friend, with boobs and butt jutting out, just begging for a good spanking.

"Oh, fopdoodle," said Beauty, and then cried out as her booty came under attack. "What do we do now?"

"Relax, girl," said Smexy. "Someone's gonna rescue you, for sure. Ow! And in the meantime, girl. Ouch! You look. so. hot."

Beauty stared at her, not entirely sure she'd heard her right. Messy hair, tear-streaked face, torn-up dress, and in the middle of being spanked, front and back, by a bunch of vines... how could that possibly be hot?

She let her gaze roam over Smexy's body. They were facing each other, and the vines were spanking them in tandem - it was almost like looking in a mirror. She winced as the vines smacked into her boobs, leaving an angry red line and making them bounce. Okay, wow. That was maybe just a little hot. She kept her eyes on Smexy's face as a rhythm was played out on their asses, and the way she closed one eye when she winced, how her lips parted to cry out in pain, that look of breathless anticipation between blows... so sexy. Did she really look like that? Smexy smirked at her.

"You get it now, right, girl? Ah! So. hot. If I got the choice right now between saving you and - oh! - fucking you, I'd grow a dick in an instant."

Beauty bit her lip and wriggled in her bonds. What an awful thought. She could just imagine it: Smexy with a dick, taking her from behind while the vines kept punishing her tender boobies... Or maybe she'd sheath her magic cock between her tits instead, fucking her cleavage until she sprayed cum all over her face, while her butt got punished for being such a dirty girl... Or maybe, to avoid disturbing the vines at all, she could just give her a foot job...!

"Girl, you're picturing it right now, aren't you? Such. a pervert. Ouch!"

Beauty shook her head, biting her lip harder. Mmm, harder...!

"Oh, girl, just admit it," said Smexy. "You love. being. spanked. You're a real kinky masochist, aren't you, girl?"

Beauty moaned, and shook her head some more.

"C'mon, girl, I know you want more. You want it harder. You're. a. slut. A spanking slut. Oh, gosh, yes, harder!"

Beauty cried out as the vines responded to Smexy's words, increasing their speed and power, coming down harder and faster on their fair butts and boobs. Oh, who could've thought pain could feel so good? She looked at Smexy, writhing in her bonds, and the fairy was right; she looked so fuckable. She wished she could plug that whorish mouth with a big, fat strap-on, or even better, that someone would put a dildo in her. Her pussy was definitely ready, her panties getting soaked under the tattered remains of her ruby-red gown. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer.

"Yes!" she cried out, "Yes! I love being spanked! Please, harder!"

Immediately, and without ceremony, she was released down to the ground, the vines letting her go.

"Wh-what?" she said, looking up at Smexy in confusion.

"This is your chance, girl, g-ow!"

Beauty looked up at her fairy friend with some reluctance... but then she heard the howling of a wolf.

"Oh, poppycock," she said, and took off again down the path.

She hadn't gone far before she heard a curious sound from up ahead. Someone was... laughing? What could anyone possibly have to laugh about in the evil BDSM fairy's nightmare realm? And why did it sound so familiar?

The answer was soon made clear: as she came into a clearing, she found Seductina in the vice-like grip of those awful vines, and in just as terrible a predicament as the previous fairy. She was held aloft by her arms over a field of vines and strange, blue-bell like flowers of various sizes, and she was practically dancing on air as the vines below snaked up towards her, tickling her unprotected feet, her armpits, her belly, and any other exposed part of her - which was every part.

"Beauty?" said Seductina between a fit of giggles, "Ihihihihis that you? Like, it's so - hahaha! - funny to seeeheehee you!"

"Seductina! Don't tell me you tried to save me too?"

"Sahahahave you?" said Seductina. "Uh, like, yeah, haha, that's, like, totally why I'm hehehehere?"

Seductina had a tendency to make statements sound like questions, but somehow, this one sounded less sincere than usual. But Beauty didn't have time to worry about that now.

"Well, just hang in there," she said, "I'll get you down, and then you can get us out of here!"

"That's like, a totally bahahahahahahaaad," her fairy friend started, but again, the warning came too late. Beauty charged into the clearing, and immediately, some strong vines swooped down from above and wound around her arms before hoisting her into the air.

"Oh, fiddlestiiiiii hee hee hee!" said Beauty, not even able to finish her swear before the vine-field below attacked her feet and forced a fit of giggles out of her. She squirmed around, moving her legs in a funny little dance, but there was no escaping the tickling plant life.

"I'm sohohohorry, Beauty, but, like, at least you look, hahaha, like, totally cute, dancing lihihihike that," said Seductina.

"It's okay," said Beauty, and as soon as she had a brief break from the tickles, she shouted out, "I love being tickled!"

Nothing happened. She said it again, through clenched teeth, trying not to laugh. Still nothing. Apparently she couldn't get out of all these traps just by admitting she liked them.

"Like, really?" said Seductina. "Since, like, when?"

Beauty sighed, or tried to, but was interrupted by another gigglefit.

"Ever since I was a child," she said, "and lost a tickle fight with prince Charming. He... hehehehe... he tied me up and tickled me for ahahahaha hours! He was, hehe, merciless."

"And you, like, liiiked it?" asked Seductina.

"Yeah, hehehe. I felt, hee hee, like such a, hahahah, a damsel in distress."

"Oh my stars," said Seductina, "that's like, bondage and tickle torture? Like, wow, can you get more kinky? You're, like, such a natural sub? But, like... I doubt princey-poo worshipped your, like, toes."

"Uh... what?" said Beauty. And then she moaned. All the bluebell-like flowers had suddenly wrapped around her toes, and the vines stopped tickling her. The little flower heads sucked on her little tootsies, while yet more of them rubbed their velvety heads against the soles of her feet. It tickled a little, but mostly, it felt really nice. Next to her, Seductina was getting the same treatment, and she was sagging in her bonds with a look of bliss upon her face.

"I like, just love this part? I know it's, like, gonna make the tickling even worse, like, afterwards, but it's, like, so worth it? This is, like, the sweetest torture I know?"

Beauty had to agree. This was heavenly. But... it almost sounded like Seductina was... well, more familiar with this than what she'd expect from someone who'd only just been caught trying to help a friend.

"Say, Seductina," she started, but just then, the flowers let go of her toes, and the vines returned to tickle her, more mercilessly than ever. And her feet felt ten times, no, a hundred times more ticklish after the worshiping! She couldn't get a word in sideways through all the laughter; she could barely breathe for it, and whatever thoughts she'd been nursing evaporated in the laughter of the moment. Would this be how she died? Tickled to death? Oh, it was too much, too much!

"Mercy!" she cried out, barely comprehensible between her gigglefits. "Please, no more! I can't take it! Please, I'll do anything!"

No sooner had the words left her lips than the vines let her go. She fell into the flower field, still laughing, but nothing touched her. Eventually she calmed down and managed to crawl away. Seductina was still howling and writhing up above, but she didn't seem to mind too much.

"I'll come back for you," Beauty said, though she didn't quite believe it herself, and then she took off once again down the path.

She hadn't gone far before she heard a weird sort of squelching sound from up ahead. What horrors were she going to encounter this time? What depravity would she have to endure? What perversions would she be subjected to entirely against her will, and there was no way she was going to enjoy them, nope, not even a little bit, and if anyone said so, she'd have them thrown in the dungeon!

"Uh... Beau? What's with that look on your face?"

Beauty stopped dead in her tracks. She'd just rounded a corner, and had probably been a little lost in her own world (it was way nicer than this place, anyway!) and hadn't realised that the muddy patch of ground ahead of her had... people in it. Well, a person. Namely her friend, Safertiti. Although the only visible part of her was her head.

"Ohmygoodness, Safertiti! Is this quicksand?! Quick, give me your hand!"

"Uh... why?" said the fairy, but did as commanded all the same, slowly pulling her arm from the sticky mud.

"So that I can pull you out, of course!" said Beauty while taking her friend's hand and pulling as hard as she could. And... it did seem to be working...! Safertiti was emerging out of the quicksand, ever so slowly...

"That's a really bad idea," said Safertiti. Then, something yanked at her from below, and the suddenness of it threw Beauty completely off balance... and she tumbled into the viciously clingy batch of mud.

"AAAAH! No, no, no, get me out, get me out, I don't want to drown, I'm too pretty to die, I can't end like this...!"

Beauty wailed and trashed about, trying to get out, to no avail. When she looked at Safertiti, though, her companion was giving her a deadpan stare. A little embarrassed, she calmed down.

"Um... we're not going to drown, are we?"

"Nope."

"Okay, that's... that's good. So, ah... I guess you're also here to rescue me?"

"Nope."

"Yes, I met Smexy and Seductina, too, and - wait, what?" Beauty stared at Safertiti in utter shock. "You're not? Then why are you here?!"

"I like being a sub," said Safertiti with a little shrug. Or, she obviously tried to shrug, but the mud wasn't making it easy for her. "It's nice and relaxing. Just sit back and take it, y'know? And Domina's a really good domme. Her realm's really got it all."

"So... you're here... because you want to?"

"Yep."

"But... Domina's not here now, is she?" Beauty looked around anxiously.

"Nope."

"Okay, but in that case... what's with the quicksand?"

"Well, it's a cool, different bondage situation. Plus, there's..." She was cut off by a high-pitched scream. Something had just touched Beauty's leg.

"AAAAH! There's something else in here! Is it a snake?! A monster?! I don't wanna diiiiieeee! What're we gonna do? WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?!"

"Beau," said Safertiti. "Cool your tits."

Beauty took a deep, shuddering breath... and then shuddered some more as whatever it was slid across her thighs.

"What is it?" she hissed through clenched teeth.

"No idea," said Safertiti.

"So it could be a snake?!"

"Nah," said Safertiti, and Beauty relaxed a little - until Safertiti continued: "But I suppose it could be a lot of snakes."

"M-m-many snakes?"

"Yeah. Or a tentacle monster. Or maybe this is just sentient, self-shaping mud. Dunno. Don't care."

"How can you not care that we're sharing a mud bath with a... ooh... with some... mmh... what is... ah, ahhh...! What is going on?"

Safertiti winked at her, but didn't answer. And of course, she didn't really have to: Beauty could tell exactly what was going on, and from the look on her face, she was pretty sure exactly the same thing was happening to her friend. Whatever it was had pulled away the remains of her panties, bra and shreds of ruby gown, and started caressing not just her thighs, but her boobs, her butt, and worst/best of all, her clit.

"This is so wrong," muttered Beauty, and spread her legs a little wider. Damn, but that felt good. It was flicking her little button quite expertly, and something had started poking around her opening... after her previous predicaments, this was actually quite nice, and while it was still a bit scary not to see what was going on, it was also intriguing. Besides, a good fuck seemed like just what she needed.

"Oof, that's big!" she exclaimed as one of the things finally pushed its way into her pussy, stretching her wide around it.

Safertiti raised an eyebrow at her. "You mean you're just on your first one? Huh. It's usually faster than that."

"What do you mean, fffih..." Beauty's question was answered before she'd finished asking it, as another thick, dextrous appendix pushed into her cunt, stuffing her fuller than she'd been since she hooked up with prince Well-Endowed.

"O-okay," she said, breathing hard. "This is, ah, nice. I've wondered about having two at once, feeling them move against each other inside of me... By jove, they are big, though."

"Uh, Beau? You realise it ain't gonna stop at two?"

"Oh... well, I suppose I could take one more, but..."

"We're gonna get stuffed, Beau," said Safertiti matter-of-factly. "Sorry for not getting you those stretchy orifices, but you're the one that wanted to be rescued."

But Beauty wasn't really listening. "Oh gosh," she said. "Oh, fiddlesticks. Oh, please, nonono, not there...! No! Stop it!" She started thrashing about as hard as she could, to very little effect.

"Uh," said Safertiti, "what's up?"

"I think it's trying to... to enter my... you know..." she mouthed 'back door' and blushed the most brilliant scarlet. Safertiti blinked at her.

"Beau, are you serious? You're an anal virgin?"

"Whah-?! Excuse me," Beauty flustered, "of course I am! That's perverse! You have to help me!"

"Fair enough," said Safertiti. "This won't be a birthday gift, though, so it's gonna wear off again. But for now... I grant you the capacity of a seasoned butt-slut."

"That's not what I meeeaaaan," squealed Beauty, just as the first whatever it was pushed into her tight asshole. Oh, this was so wrong. This was even more wrong than that time she'd seen prince Handsome fuck his sister, princess Graceful, on one of princess Limitless' crazy dares. (All three of them had been blessed by the twin fairies Kinkylina and Taboolina on their birthdays, and Beauty was sure they'd done far worse things, too. It wouldn't surprise her one bit if they were the kind of people who came to Domina's nightmare realm on purpose.)

Wrong as it definitely was, though, it wasn't as painful as she'd imagined. In fact, it wasn't painful at all. She could feel her butt relaxing as a long, thick schlong of nebulous origin pushed ever deeper inside her dark hole, and it was... nice. Especially when it started moving in tandem with the ones in her pussy. She'd never felt so full.

"Lookin' hot, Beau," said Safertiti, giving her an acknowledging nod. "Pretty cool, seeing your fuck-face when I don't really know what's goin' on below."

"Excuse you, I don't have a fuck-faaah..."

Her voice disappeared as another dick-shape pushed against her puckered rose, which relaxed as naturally as breathing and allowed itself to be violated. Beauty bit her lip and moaned loudly, then her eyes rolled back as the intruding whatevers sped up their fucking to a real brutal pounding, while more and more crowded into her welcoming openings.

"Oh, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna - - - CUUUUUM!" shouted the wayward princess as her virgin ass spasmed with the pleasure of the biggest orgasm she'd ever felt.

"Oh, yes, oh fuck me, fuck me, don't ever stop, don't... oh, poot."

The fucking stopped. The multitude of vine-snake-tentacle-things carefully retreated, until she was left sitting there in a mud-bath that didn't so much as play with her nipples.

"Done already, huh?" said Safertiti. The way her breathing was just barely more strained than normal hinted that she was still being fucked silly. "Welp. Better get a move on, then, Beau. I'm sure you'll find something to hold you eventually. Have fun, eh."

Beauty sighed and pulled herself out of the quicksand. It was hard, icky work, but not impossible, and thankfully the mud stayed entirely in its pool, leaving her surprisingly clean. She still thought she could've gotten her friend out, too, if she thought Safertiti had any desire to be rescued.

"Well, I still want to be rescued," she said, defiantly.

"Let's hope it lasts," said Safertiti with a grin that was just a little too knowing. "'Cos you're gonna be - and it'd be a shame if it happened just when you decided you like it here... wouldn't it?"

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