I'm Not a Princess Ch. 04

A deep cleaning later I found myself in Ivonia's chamber for the first time. It was very red and purple, unsurprisingly my room's furnishing was not an anomaly.

I found her embroidering a dress which I opted not to look at too closely, it was a gift presumably and I'd let her show it to me when she was ready.

Hearing me enter she cleaned up her desk quickly, as quickly as you can while keeping things organized at least.

She rushed over to me looking worried.

"How'd it go? What did he do?" she asked, looking me over carefully.

"Not really sure, made it harder to think." I shrugged pretending it hadn't bothered me, Ivonia clearly noticed but opted not to press me.

We found ourselves on the bed, "but I got it." I said casting the spell.

I wanted to touch her but Ivonia had gone rigid far before I made contact. The effect of the spell was immediately obvious for the both of us. Even things like fabric on our skin was amplified by the spell.

But her reaction when I touched her made the curse worth it. She sagged into my shoulder leaning into the touch. I'd gone a couple of days without touching someone platonically, she'd gone at least 3 years with every touch priming her for sex. On a bad day even the brush of fabric was enough for our bodies to react.

We sat there for a time just touching, first our hands and shoulders, then Ivonia crawled onto my lap and I just brushed her hair.

"I-...," she faltered, teary eyed, one hand still toying with my hair, my head was in her lap now.

"I didn't think I'd get to do this for real." she said and I nodded. We could remember doing this, with friends, lovers or even family but we'd never actually done it at least as we now were. It probably bothered her far more than it bothered me but I could guess.

She smiled looking down at me, "I didn't realize how much I missed it,"

"Touching?" I asked, she nodded. I'm not really sure why I bothered to clarify.

"I'd just tell myself I'd always hated touching people and Master was good enough, but it's not, it's just the kind of thing you only realize hurts once it stops hurting."

I nodded unsure what to say, we were silent for a while but I knew I had to ruin the mood soon.

"We only have a few minutes left," I told her. I didn't know the exact timing but I could feel the spirit magic waking back up, which was interesting. I didn't know it was a spirit magic spell, I was unsure why Master chose to alter our minds rather than the body for the blessing in question.

She nodded, "one hour every day?" she asked

"Yeah," I was going to look into modifying the activation spell to increase the duration but I wasn't going to tell her that until I was certain it would work.

She brushed a hand through my hair one last time placing the brush to the side.

"Would you give me the day? I..." she looked away from me "I just need to reflect." she said, staring at the Yillany house crest mounted on the wall, a far away look on her face.

"Yeah..." I said a touch awkwardly, getting up from her lap. "Me too."

-

I didn't see Ivonia the next day, I spent the whole day minus a brief walk where I overheard Master with another princess engineering the spell. The good news was it was possible, the spell was restricted to an hour but it was a restriction placed on it not by the nature of the spell.

But was it wise? The fact it was possible means Master probably expected me to try, but would he approve or is this pretence to punish me?

If he's bothering to set a trap then he wants to punish me, maybe it's like Ivonia said, if he wants to curse me he will find a reason to do it, so maybe I shouldn't worry about fighting it. Maybe assuming Master will abuse his own rules is a self-defeating philosophy. Maybe it's best to assume there is no trap and if he punishes me it's genuine?

It doesn't matter, I am going to try and meet the spell whether he wants me to or not. I'm going to try, even if I am unsure if the effort is for Ivonia or my pride.

So the bones of the spell was spirit magic with a trigger built in to disable the modification, which meant Master could either change us physically on a whim across the whole castle at once or he was able to modify his own actions in the past. I preferred the first option though both were awful.

I don't think I have any altered memories about how the sensitivity felt before, so either way he changed how the spell worked, because I am certain he physically changed our bodies initially.

But spirit magic so my own account is unreliable and possibly outright lying to me.

Moving on all the trigger spells did was break a single portion of the original spell making the spell target my skeleton instead of my mind... which was an awful way to do it, effective and ultimately harmless it was just inelegant.

But it meant the spell was easily modifiable so I figured with a little tinkering I could extend the duration. Which is what every fool says before spending hours of their life on spell work. Which is exactly what happened...

-

The next couple days passed quickly, Master didn't call on us so Ivonia and I spent a great deal of time together. As for the spell, casting a spell on an enchantment was always nasty work, made worse by how temperamental the Balfarion school of magic was. It clearly was able to act like spell work from a different school under certain conditions but I could not wrap my head around how or why.

Which meant half the time when I attempted to cast on it the whole spell would behave differently, often to disastrous effects. At one point after nearly boiling my own mind, Master began supplying me with test subjects. On the first morning I found several brains in a jar with the Enchantment already applied.

I hoped that was an indication I wouldn't be punished for succeeding.

Aside from magic, with some help from Ivonia I figured out what activated my curse. It was triggered by arousal, because of course it was. Thankfully the low resting levels of arousal this case inspired didn't trigger it much but it did mean the only time I was fully myself is when the sensitivity spell is off.

Interestingly the spell that cured my sensitivity also cures my curse so I'm not doomed to turn into a dumb slut every time I have sex, just most of the time.

I sigh and get up from my desk. Ivonia perks up curtly lying on my bed.

I lie beside her. She doesn't touch me but she does roll onto her side to look at me.

"Hmm," she hums and I look up at her away from her breasts, to find she was equally mesmerized by my own.

The knowledge she was doing the same didn't stop me from blushing and like a shark the smelt blood in the water that's of course when her eyes rose to find my face.

She grinned "just admiring." unashamed, I wish I could say the same.

"I- err" I stuttered, which was stupid she hadn't even seen me

She laughed, "You're only like this when you're really focused."

I wasn't sure how to respond to that but I could feel it getting harder to figure it out every moment I spent lying beside the single most beautiful woman I'd ever met, especially when she was looking at me like that.

"Don't worry you don't need to say anything, Just do what comes natural."

I err- she touched my arm and that was all I could focus on, her skin on my own, I tried to focus, to figure out what I was supposed to do.

"Breath, just focus on the now. I'll take care of you." She soothed running a hand through my hair reassuringly.

She lifted herself gently onto me, straddling me so that her chest was on mine, her face was so close to mine that I could feel her breath.

She smiled "I do miss how you used to look. Always looking for the correct thing to do."

She nuzzled my neck "but master is right, you are cute when you can't think."

"That's mean," I pouted.

"Maybe a little" she laughed condescendingly.

I frowned up at her, pouting harder.

"It's still true, you look cute when you're not trying to solve everything."

I feel like I should be offended by that somehow but I just can't figure out how, so I opted for the safer option and kissed her.

It started oddly just a little peck on her lips, just enough to derail the conversation.

But Ivonia had other plans, her hand slid around my neck holding me in place as she dove deeper, her tongue dancing with mine.

I made a surprised noise, which made her squeeze my neck a little harder in response, the sensation of which drew a little whimper from me.

Her hand on my neck was oddly relaxing, the slight pressure intensified our kiss.

"So honest." she smiled drawing away from me, her hand still on my neck. I frowned at her, I hadn't said anything?

She laughed, "your face tells me everything baby. you don't have to say anything.

Did I say that out loud?

She laughed softly, then pulled me back into the kiss, I didn't fight it.

I giggled just a little as we separated.

I gently pushed her, more of a tap on her waist, she took the cue and rolled off of me onto the bed, I crawled onto her, facing away from her face so we both had access.

I giggled as I oh so carefully lapped at her, avoiding her most sensitive areas. That was for later for now we took our time.

Ivonia was not idle either, she teased me gently. It was rhythmic and oh so good.

"Hmm" I moaned into her snatch. Our rhythm didn't change, it just built and built.

In minutes Ivonia tensed which meant it was time.

I rolled my tongue stimulating her most vulnerable, her hips bucked but she followed suit and I bucked back.

The wave crashed, hard and sudden, the world was tingly and happy. I was giggling again, I think...

I felt Ivonia jerk against me, her own orgasm blowing through her.

Then it was calm again leaving me tingly and sore.

I giggled again, though I could feel the effects of the spell lessening,

"Just cast the spell." Ivonia said, so I did.

I was back. I blinked somewhat disoriented by the sudden change in my own mind, there was tracking the change but that was a habit from another lifetime, I knew exactly what had just happened it was expected even.

"Cute really?" I asked

"It's true and you know it even if you hate it." she replied defensively.

I rolled my eyes not that she could see,

Maybe it was true but that didn't mean I had to like it.

I rolled off her without commenting. I just lay there for a moment, starting at the blue canopy of my bed. Just enjoying the after glow and not thinking about where it came from.

Breath in

Breath out

Breath in

Breath out

I sat up and shuffled so I was sitting by Ivonia instead of parallel to her, she looked unsettled now that she'd had time to come down from her own curse.

I just snuggled into her and squeezed her hand, I'd expected this.

It happened nearly every time. Or nearly from the moment she'd tease me about my curse, she'd enjoy it even if she found the change deeply arousing, then she'd calm and realize exactly why she felt that way, then the guilt would come or sometimes dread or rare cases the self hatred.

This was looking to be the latter,

"You should hate me." she told me, with far far too much certainty.

I stopped myself from rolling my eyes a second time and just took a long breath.

"Why bother, it's what he wants anyway?" I asked.

"Because your suffering gives me pleasure." she said shifting so our shoulders were no longer touching, she tried to pull her hand out of mine but I did not let her. She did not try particularly hard and the attempt died with a comforting squeeze,

"You do not control what he's done to you and suffering is a bit extreme." I countered my curse was not exactly torture, not that I liked it.

"But I controlled so much of it and liked most of it." she countered stubbornly I forced down my first instinct, to mock the irrationality of it.

"Wanting some body alteration is not the same as wishing to be an emperor's woman body and soul."

She opened her mouth to say something but I interrupted, "you being initially grateful is irrelevant."

"Now do you want to actually cuddle or do you want to keep arguing that I should hate you?"

She said nothing but she did shuffle closer to me.

Which I counted as a victory.

-

I found Clarisa cleaning oddly enough.

The cat girl smelt of body odor and semen.

But she glowed. In a metaphorical sense at least only Akilan's could actually glow though it was before sex not after which I imagined was the source here.

I raised an eyebrow to her but said nothing, opting not to mock the feline's change in heart regarding cleaning.

She did not feel the same "what?"

"Your cleaning?" I asked, somewhat contradicting what I'd just decided.

"You're right." she answered, "I'm playing into his hand by not cleaning, just hurting myself,"

I nodded, casting a cleaning spell on the far shelf from her.

"I'm with child again." she shared oddly cheerfully which was honestly a fact I could have done without. The cheer was also odd considering how our last conversation went but I now knew what one of Master's curses could be like. So it was not really that odd. In the movement it always felt great.

I nodded but said nothing. Somehow the fact I could get pregnant hadn't really settled yet, or at least the fact that if Master wanted me pregnant there was nothing I could do about it.

All my false life I'd known a spell to prevent pregnancy, even if I hadn't ever really used it.

I'd know the same spells in my true life but it had never been a worry for me.

The conversation died there and shortly afterwards I left the room. I planned to see the Master before I ended my day but one crack of a whip and a moan from his chambers was enough to change that plan.

-

I figured out how to extend the spell.

Altering the trigger spell was difficult but not impossible and the difficulty was more in finding what it was targeting.

I found it through pure trial and error which was not the most elegant of methods but I had more test subjects then I had expertise.

While the spell was loosely based on Valorian school that was mostly bones rather than anything actually useful and I was still mostly clueless where the balfarion school was concerned.

So my methodology was not as elegant as the spell I was studying to my shame but it worked. For this that was all that mattered. Master probably won't let me turn my own skeleton to mush so I figured it would either work or backfire in a way he could fix and then punish me for.

Which would not be ideal but was a risk worth taking.

But before the test I figured it was time to let Ivonia in on my project, which is how I found myself in her room.

I knocked of course and waited for her to hide whatever she was working on, it was midday which was generally the time we stayed independent seeing as we were both still keeping secrets from each other.

"I think it works." I said uncharacteristically cheerfully, well at least uncharacteristic when I was in a normal head space.

Ivonia has turned still seated at her desk. "Oh, does that mean I get to know what it is?"

I would have commented on her keeping her own secrets if I wasn't so ready to just test the spell.

"Yes!" I answered enthusiastically

The explanation was quick

"So do you want to try an untested spell with me that probably won't kill us if It doesn't work but will definitely get us both punished by Master?" I asked and I was honestly unsure if the whole getting punished together was meant to be negative or not. He'd probably only punish us if the spell didn't work anyway.

Considering Ivonia's condition she probably did not see the prospect of being changed with me as a negative.

With a near immediate agreement we sat on the bed and I cast the spell.

It could theoretically be cast to the infinite but in reality the spell was only designed to last for so long and I was unsure what interrupting the spell's normal effect for so long would do to it.

Which was a very long explanation as to why the current cast would last three hours.

The spell cast without a problem and then the overwhelming sensation of everything ceased, It worked with seemingly no issue.

I paused and checked myself too, to no issues I turned to see Ivonia doing the exact same thing.

"Well do we only know for certain when it lasts longer than normal?" Ivonia asked which was a terrible question really. Apparently I had really slacked in class.

"No if the spell didn't shatter into a million pieces it almost certainly worked fine." she nodded unaware how obvious the question should have been to royalty, then again some kingdoms only trained certain sex's in magic. Perhaps I was being unfair; it was likely only her memories got actual magic training which she'd naturally blow off in rather than give her knowledge.

Stupid inefficient traditions, but I suppose for some magic wasn't the duty of the royalty and rather a weapon.

Ivonia rolled onto her side burrowing into me, I suppose I was doing no more work that was fine.

-

Less than three hours later I only knew because the spell had not worn off yet Master came.

I looked at him somewhat guiltily, still tangled in Ivonia.

He smiled like he always did, the predators smiled. I was less a person, more a toy for his amusement, I looked at him trying to ignore the fact that I should be absolutely lost in my own pleasure at this point, I should be losing my wits not chastely snuggling with the other princess.

"It's time for another blessing, " he said and my brain froze.

That was not what I was expecting.

"Of course Master," I responded, smiling innocently.

The guilt was dumb, he knew I was working on it, he'd supplied me with test subjects.

"You're out of easy choice now pet." he told me and I blushed, I'd been thinking about this one for a while, I was hoping for an effect that would make the war end faster and improve the lives of my people where I could. I'd thought A great deal about it and this was the best answer I could think of."

But I hadn't heard of a change like this before so I did run the risk of the spell not working that way or more likely Master says no/

"Could I have known Ivonia when we were children?" I asked.

I felt a spell cast, in Master by Master only the faintest hint of mana was felt but it was enough. Then he smiled.

"Well I suppose you can." the world shook as everything changed.

Causality.

I felt more of my history changed in this moment than I have in any spell he'd ever cast.

Taking my own sex from me changed less of my history than meeting the princess of a foreign crown across a mountain range.

Once impassable but no longer.

Our parents decades ago in their youth unleashed one of the greatest workings of the kingdoms.

They cleaved a mountain together, two crowns together to bring their people together. A pass in the mountain from one capital to the other.

I met Ivonia as a teen, we grew up together, both unimportant heirs to the crown.

She'd talk about Master, the man she met in the empire, the emperor.

Even then she'd been obsessed and when the empire invaded her home they surrendered on the first day selling Ivonia to the emperor to her mothers eternal shame but she wanted to go and they knew there was no winning.

A year and a half later the emperor's undead armies marched through the pass.

We could have held it but I asked the same.

Why bother, I'd just get to live with Ivonoia, she still wrote he was kind, he'd care for us and the people would be truly safe. Which was in hindsight either a lie or the magic has made her infatuation worse.

So we fell in a day and our kingdoms became the second to not put up a fight.

Her people who were already prospering from the trade route through the mountain flourished with access to the entirety of the empire's domain.

Our people were happy, fed and safe our duties fulfilled

Their false vision ended. I looked up at the Master smiling prettily. That went exactly how I hoped. At the cost of a magical crush on Ivonia I prevented the deaths of my people and retroactively boosted our trade.

And got my father a new wife?

I paused when my mother died when I was young, a raid from the east, father had not remarried.

Or he hadn't... Master grinned that cruel grin, the one he got when he cursed us.

The world warped again but the details were like water between my fingers.

I looked at my sister at the same time she looked at me, oh gods.

Her father was not dead but he wasn't equal to her mother, more of a concubine which as far as I knew wasn't much of a change if any.

Why my fucking father and why the curse at all? I'd been good.

The master's gaze turned to the door, for the first time in weeks it glowed faintly white.

Gods, we'd ignored him.

My sister's expression turned to an oh so familiar expression. The same I'd seen on her on my first day here and every time I've changed since.

Horrified and aroused. It was a familiar arousal, Gods the first time I saw her l like that was 16 now, we'd met at 7 when our parents married, were we always the same age? Not relevant, she was still my first but I was now hers as well, why?

At least I know he's not particularly upset about what we were doing when we ignored his call...

"I'm sore Mas-" I began

"Sisters hmm" she interrupted. "Here I thought you'd change my species the next time." she hummed almost giddy.

I frowned at Ivonia, I only really just became aware that I assumed she'd beg for forgiveness or something.

"Well", she purred, pushing me back onto the bed. "Are you Mad at us Master or do you want to fuck two sisters?"

I did not fight the push and found Ivonia crawling on top of me wiggling her ass at Master.

I shifted, it was becoming hard to focus, I wasn't sure what exactly I needed to do here but Master's seemed happy with the direction so I just continued, I giggled I could at least follow orders great.

She kissed me deeply and left me panting. I can see Master undressing out of the corner of my eye.

That's when I saw it, the mirror.

In the mirror a tanned redheaded woman straddled a much smaller much paler red head,

I blinked the shock forcing back some of the mounting delirium.

I'd always been a red head? No I hadn't?

The bottom woman turned to face the mirror fully. A stranger looked back, I did not look like a Valorian anymore not really, I looked like Ivonia.

Master had always obviously had a preference and Ivonia and I had always looked similar after every change but this was different. It was a family resemblance.

I was smaller like a Valorian and my eyes were still brown but the resemblance was obvious.

We were born on the same day, Sisters...

Fuck we were secret twins.

I remember my father admitted it before I was sent here.

Twins separated at birth.

A hand touched my cheek turning my head, I found red eyes looking back. "No more thinking Vienna Master want to fuck his twins." she whispered that familiar twinkle in her eyes.

His twins... I giggled again.

She kissed me again, she turned arching her back, I did the same the first kiss was for us, this one though? It was for him, we were on display, my heart fluttering my eyes darting to him. He was watching. I arched my back as well following Ivonai's example,

Her hand was at my breasts playing my body like an instrument, every jiggle and gasp was for him.

We were here for him. Us would be later so my world narrowed and I let out a thoughtless little giggle.

The world married to her skin, on mine, on her breath and our bodies. Arching, jiggling, moaning all for him.

I batted my eye. He was naked now, thin and unmuscular but his body made my heart thunder. "Master touch?" I giggled.

He obliged, sitting on the bed next to us he pulled both of us onto his lap.

I squeaked in surprise despite the fact it was technically my idea.

He wrapped an arm around squeezing. I was still so much thinner than Ivonia, We leaned into him lying on heads on his shoulders. Ivonia kissed his neck. I almost licked him but my inhibition held..

"Master?" I asked, grinning like an idiot.

"Yes?" he responded

"Can we suck your cock?" I wiggled on his lap, his cock erect pressing into me.

"Twin sister's worshiping you" Ivonia said, voice dropping to a husky whisper.

I made a dumb little noise, almost a squeak, almost a moan, overwhelmed by the arousal and something else that that sentence had stirred in me that I couldn't quite focus on.

Master grunted and with one shift from him I found myself rolling onto the bed. I took a bare moment to gather what was happening. Everything is just so hard to parse.

Master was laying on the bed propped up on a pillow, Ivonia was sprawled onto the bed much like me but where I looked more confused and aroused in the mirror Ivonia was aroused and just a little annoyed. Maybe angry?

"Go get his cock pet." Ivonia ordered and I obeyed scrambling across the bed, it was hard and so very ready, I sniffed, it smelled... pretty bad actual-

A spark of magic directed at something I cannot identify. Master was hard and so very ready, I sniffed, it smelled good, it smelled like Master and nothing ease

I liked it, talking in the salty taste of him, I looked up at him seeking approval, he gave no signs of approval. Which made me want to do better. I took him in my mouth and lowered myself onto him going as deep as I could go. It was still not that far though it was further then it had been yesterday toying with Ivonia had helped in slime watts.

I pulled my mouth off his cock and Ivonia was there, drawing me into a wet kiss, she greedily took her share of Master taste, this wasn't for us it was for him, back arching, breasts mashing together drooling down each other's chest. We both felt a need to show to Master how much we wanted him,

We looked at him with needy eyes. We needed him, we wanted him, we lived for this. Master smiled, the performance a success. Ivonia took him down her throat, I nuzzled his leg a touch vacantly unsure what to do without his beautiful dick to occupy me.

"She looks like so good like that." I giggled watching as Ivonia took him all the way to the base.

"She's my best creation isn't she?" Master smiled, patting Ivonia's head possessively.

I just giggled at him and nuzzled Ivonia in response. The sensation of skin on skin sending a pleasant tingle down my spine.

He laughed "should have made you blond." he shook his head, "redheaded twins were just too good to pass up"

There was a part of my mind that catalogued that for later but I just giggled and immediately got distracted. Ivonia had come up from her throating of Master's cock and I was now going.

I took it in my mouth without a moment of reflection.

It was warm and salty in an appealing way, I was not as experienced as Ivonia and even in my horny ditzy state knew I could not get away with going all the way even if I wanted to. So I oh so slowly took him in.

Soft hands found the back of my neck, too small to be Master's.

"Look at her go" she praised, then continued voice dropping to a whisper "remember to use your tongue." She ordered hand squeezing and forced me lower.

I obeyed, rolling my tongue, enjoying the sensation of him in my mouth. Ivonia guided me along him, then she brought me lower. "Just relax, I'll handle most of it, just be a good toy." She soothed, she could tell how hard I tensed up upon realizing her plan. But that did not discourage her; perhaps it even did the opposite as she gently pressed me down on him.

I tried I really did but when he entered my throat within moments my body reacted leaving me coughing. Ivona pulled me off of him, shes shrugged "she'll get there eventually./

She took him in her mouth again. Blurry eyed I looked up to Master my eyes still watering my body's reaction to the intrusion,

"I am sure she will." he smiled "now both of you are on the edge of the bed." he ordered.

I obeyed still a little blurry eyed.

I found myself after a little bit of ordering from Master to be lying on the bed with my bottom hanging off. hands intertwined as we waited for the man behind us to decide what hole he'd used first,

I was ready "Master, I need your cock please Master." I begged

Ivonia stayed quiet., to master evident appreciation,

"What do you think Ivonia? Who first? He asked rubbing his cock against my entrance. I swallowed whimpering a little, I really wanted it, needed it even, I was made for this.

"Use me Master, it's what you made me for." I giggled pressing myself into him, hand squeezing Ivonia's

"Use her Master you made her for your pleasure, use her for it." Ivonia encouraged voice dropping to a husky whisper. She squeezed back, her hand a steadying weight against the crushing arousal.

I smiled a touch deliriously. The heat in my core had found its way all the way up into my brain filling my mind. It was already foggy but now navigation was impossible. There was no plan, all I could do was focus on what I wanted and how I wanted it.

So I just wiggled against gim oh so very aroused. Which is when I felt him breach my entrance.

I moaned on contact at the sensation of being claimed by him.

He was inside me, I moaned, squeezing down on his cock, he was not thick but it was long and I felt him all the way inside of me.

He pushed hard, pressing all the way in in one motion, the force pressing me into the mattress. I turned my face to look at Ivonia who met my gaze. She was caught in her own arousal, I could see it in her eyes. She was just as lost as me in her own way.

She leaned in kissing me just as Master began to use me in earnest, I moaned into her mouth at the sensation of emptiness. Master's cock leaves me for a moment then returns, filling me off so deliciously.

"Ohhhh thank youhh Master." I half giggled, half moaned, I watched myself in the mirror red hair splayed across the bed breasts jiggling as he pounded me into the bed.

Then he pulled out and I whimpered, Ivonia hummed contently still watching me with a happy aroused smile, her eyes rolling as Master hilted himself inside her.

Every touch sent my body alight, my core burned the memory of him inside me making me ache, I needed more of him as the pleasure subsided.

Ivonia moaned and Master pulled out of her before my delirious mind could even gather what was happening he was inside me again.

He filled me and my insides tingled my back arching, he pulled my hair back into him, dictating how I moved for him. How he used me.

I was his and I felt that well and truly his even after he pulled out and fucked my sister instead, higher and higher the wave rose. The wave rose steadily until it crashed over me turning to white hot pleasure.

My eyes closed, I think I made a noise as my whole being left my body.

I opened my eyes to find myself empty, involuntarily my whole body twitch, everything still tingled pleasantly. I felt good.

Ivonia jerked against the bed "yessss cum inside fill me up Master fill up your twin sister's. We're both your's" she promised moaning. Like me before her she flopped against the bed a twitching mess her eyes closed as she rode out the best of her orgasm.

I relaxed seeing that Master had cum, our job was done. I smiled shifting a little closer to Ivonia so I could have just a little more skin to skin contact with her.

Then I felt him hard against my entrance again, I made a strange happy noise at the contact. I wanted more. More pleasure, more service. I wanted to be used. That was what I was here for after all.

I looked up at him over my shoulder batting big brown eyes up at him.

"That you master" I told him breathily and he pushed into me.

He fucked me and Ivonia again and again and again until we couldn't recover between orgasms and we were left twiching sore messes who couldn't remember a thing.

By the end Ivonia and I lay on top of each other breasts mashed together much like we were the day I woke up. Though this time I was on top.

I panted lightly. I wish it hadn't ended. Master had only orgasmed three times, we could do better than that I pouted to myself.

I was coming down from my delirium even the skin to skin not enough to slow down my arousal after so much time getting fucked.

Ivonia looked ashamed again. I frowned at her.

"You're not going to make me tell you to stop worrying again are you, I told you what happens between us while we entertain, Master is fine, you control little."

She smiles overly meekly not commenting, her eyes dip down to my breasts then leap up to my eyes with a blush

"Red does look good on you" she deflects. I let her

"Hmmm, maybe it does." I whisper looking in the mirror. Another woman stares back.

It was mostly me or at least the me that Master made, like I noticed before my hair was red now but there were more far subtler changes, changes that without reflection just sorted into how I looked.

That was one strange part. It was somewhat difficult to identify what was new, like the old and new me were one and the same, the separation did not exist quite as strongly as it did for the first.

The changes were still there though, my face changed little Ivonia and I already looked eerily similar just like the rest of the castle really but I'd grown somewhat, The Yiellany were far better endowed and I'd gotten more meat on my chest, thighs and ass.

My skin was still pale as a ghost in contrast to Ivonia's. Frankly with the red hair I am really unsure how my mothers identity had never been commented on. Maybe no one dared or maybe it was just the spell lubricating events.

I looked at Ivonia trying to focus on the changes, trying to remember what she looked like before.

I blinked, my near identical twin looked back, where I'd gotten thicker, she'd gotten thinner, and with some subtler changes I could not quite identify we were identical. We met in the middle.

She was of course several shades more tanned then me but it was undeniable we were twins. The fact I hadn't known until I'd been shipped to the emperor was absurd.

She laughed "He was serious about the twins thing"

"How didn't we know?" I asked somewhat astonished.

She shrugged, pulling me into her. "You didn't know honey, I asked my mother about you when I was 12." she smiled a touch mockingly. She dwarfed me still which brought into focus the only other way we were not identical and the one that made the resemblance fall apart.

She was still so much taller than me.

"Why do you get to be taller." I pouted.

"because you're just so cute this way." She smiled and it was condescending.

I just pouted harder. Which is when it occurred to me that Master left and that we probably should have still been keeping him entertained.

I looked at the door "should we be following him?"

Ivonia sighed "probably,"

I looked down at my pussy still gushing, gods a man should not produce that much. "Should we shower?"

Ivonia shook her head "no he'll want to see it."

She smiled and rushed over to her own desk "here put this on."

She handed me a dress, embroidered with a wolf being swallowed by a lion. A mirror to the dress I'd first met her in.

I smiled and nodded and we followed Master, the dresses reinforcing what we were.

Trophies.

Authors note:

This is an ending I guess, I might continue this someday but I'm not really sure where I'd go from here.