Ben Tucker had ceased to be when he'd discovered the magic that flowed through his veins.  Instead, he'd become something much more.  Drawing on his history, and a little bit of fantasy books he'd read in the past, he'd become Marcus Stormcloak.  He watched the princess walk in, staring there and looking oh so attractive in that pink dress.  He had been too busy doing anything but honing this new skill of his to indulge himself in anything else.  Back home he'd been a no one, jerking it to internet porn whenever he felt the urge.  But now?  Oh now was something entirely different.  Now he was the 'Hero', apparently.  And it was time to indulge his base cravings.  He lifted his gaze from her feet up her legs to the generous bust of hers and finally to those big, puppy dog eyes.  Fitting, really, given that she was apparently a dog girl.  He smiled at her, turning on the charm that had awakened in his fateful trip here.<br/><br/>"How do you wish me to answer you?" he asked as he stood from his chair, displaying the slim, athletic build that he'd developed in his insatiable seeking of magical power.  Clad in his rich, noble clothing, he bore nothing on him but the diadem that always graced his brow, perpetually enhancing the raw charisma that he possessed as this so called 'Hero'.  "I am fine with the new life.  I am enjoying this far more than I did before.  There's no need to worry.  I'm quite pleased with where I am.  And I have no regrets about your actions."  He'd step closer to her, lifting a hand to gently run along her cheek as he leaned in to her.  When he spoke, he wove magical threads of power with his words.  "Come and join me.  You may leave your clothing there."  With that, he'd start to walk over to the chair he'd been in previously.  As he moved, he was stripping his clothes away and tossing them lightly to the ground.<br/><br/>Gone was the body that was nothing more than a wad of play dough.  Now he looked like those jocks who used to ridicule him in school.  And her?  The princess looked enough like the cheerleader who'd laughed at him that he was planning on enjoying this immensely.  "I want you bent over the chair there, on your knees.  I know you've been wanting to please me for some time, and this is just the perfect time for us to finalize this relationship.  You are so beautiful that I want to do nothing more than have my way with you."  When his pants came off, his long, thick cock was erect and the talk of fucking her like some tramp had him starting to bead with precum.