Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)
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				Title: <strong>Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>confusedbilliam</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 18:45:33</strong>
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				When all the dust had settled, the remaining survivors were ushered into what used to be Prince Jakob's familiar throne-room.&nbsp; There weren't many of them, truth be told - a glance around revealed that his parents hadn't made it, just himself, a priest and priestess, a few of the serving staff, and some scattered peasants from the village.&nbsp; A closer inspection might have revealed the only thread being that everyone left was fairly young and generally quite good-looking.&nbsp; The prince himself was fairly tall with bright blue eyes and long dark hair, his skin fairly pale.&nbsp; He was still in his royal vestiges, a sword held menacingly to his neck to ensure he didn't go anywhere.<br><br>Suddenly the announcement was made that the fearsome Prince Zest was coming to greet them.&nbsp; Jakob stood there silently, puzzled as to just what he could want with them.&nbsp; Perhaps he wanted to execute the last few himself?&nbsp; It would certainly be an impressive display of power, and gods knew how much Nanai (and the prince himself) loved displays of their excessive power.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katina Tarask</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 01:15:22</strong>
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				Suddenly, a strong floral scent fills the room, and the world seems to spin in all those gathered at Jakob's side.&nbsp; When their senses clear, a man stands in their midst.&nbsp; Tall, slender, beautiful; his ornate robes are outshone only by his long, golden hair and sapphire eyes.&nbsp; Though none had seen him before, this is clearly none other than the great Prince Zest.<br><br>"Good day to you, prince," he says calmly.&nbsp; "Or should I say king, now?&nbsp; I would say that your people have put up a good fight, but that would be a lie.&nbsp; Only two in this entire city proved worth killing."&nbsp; He shakes his head morosely.&nbsp; "So, young king.&nbsp; Would you like to make your first act as monarch be to spare your subjects a swift and painful demise?&nbsp; If so, I offer you one chance to negotiate your terms of surrender.&nbsp; Otherwise?&nbsp; My people shall dine well tonight."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>confusedbilliam</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 06:12:56</strong>
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				The fabled prince's appearance was surprising to say the least.&nbsp; Jakob's eyes widened and he took a small step back before finding himself being held even more tightly by one of Zest's guards all over again.&nbsp; But more shocking than the entrance was the way he phrased his... ultimatum.&nbsp; It was not just a threat to kill the last of his subjects.&nbsp; The rumors, it would seem, were true.&nbsp; Should he refuse, they would not just be killed, but... eaten...<br><br>One glance around showed Jakob just how lost he was.&nbsp; Pride was one thing, but nearly everything was lost, and the guilt would weigh on his soul if he caused these last few poor people to lose their lives so terribly.&nbsp; He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. &nbsp;"Spare them, I will..."&nbsp; He groaned and forced the last word out "Negotiate"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katina Tarask</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 22:39:42</strong>
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				"Good boy," the fey prince coos, his guards vanishing into the shadows.<br><br>"We shall have peace; my people shall not harm yours, and yours shall not harm mine.&nbsp; In return, I ask for one thing.&nbsp; Another bride, to join my collection.&nbsp; I have gathered your people about the eastern tower, and your soldiers are 'asleep' by the northern gate.&nbsp; You shall go there personally and gather for me the most beautiful women in your kingdom.&nbsp; You have until daybreak."<br><br>Without room for discussion, he turns to negotiate, but then... "Oh, by the way," he raises a hand and flicks something- a seed- that strikes Jakob's throat and begins to grow, expanding about his neck.&nbsp; "Try to flee, and I will be able to find you instantly, anywhere, and that little pet of mine can remove your head in an instant.&nbsp; Do not attempt to flee."&nbsp; With that, the dizziness returns, and Prince Zest seems to disappear in the haze.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>confusedbilliam</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 17:23:54</strong>
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				Again, the group were struck by a powerful dizziness, and when their heads finally cleared, they were left alone.&nbsp; The prince gave a heavy sigh, his whole body seeming to take on a great deal of weight suddenly.&nbsp; He called those around him closer and asked them to help in his search.&nbsp; Every peasant and high-born girl and woman was to be gathered at the designated place, and he would sort through them until a group of prospectives was ready.<br><br>It took some time, but eventually Jakob found himself greeted by a small mob of the country's most beautiful examples.&nbsp; He felt his heart grow heavier as he forced himself to weed out all but the most exceptional fifteen of them.&nbsp; Everyone else was dismissed and he stood alongside the group, looking quietly out the window as the sun began to rise up above the horizon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katina Tarask</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 05:47:12</strong>
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				As the first rays of dawn creep over the cityscape, Zest arrives, literally glowing in appropriate dramatic fashion, flanked by a number of his current wives- women who put the gathered fifteen to shame.&nbsp; Behind them, a pair of soldiers drag the highest-ranking priest they could find.<br><br>"So these are your selections?"&nbsp; Zest asks, looking at the women as he might study a line of horses.&nbsp; With one woman, he even inspects her teeth.&nbsp; "Interesting..."<br><br>He waves over the soldiers.&nbsp; "But first, we must seal the treaty.&nbsp; I trust you have been instructed in the rites for a proper sacred oath?"&nbsp; Without waiting for an answer, he commands the priest to begin the ceremony, invoking the gaze of the humans' gods, his own incantation calling on his own deities' attention.<br><br>"This treaty shall be sealed under the gaze of the gods themselves.&nbsp; Violate the terms, and both you and your people shall know true suffering.&nbsp; I vow that neither I nor my people shall cause harm to your peoples by my command or conspiracy, King Jakob, under the condition that you make the same vow to me and offer me any woman born to this kingdom as my bride and property, without acting to deny or diminish my prize."&nbsp; He pulls out a knife and cuts open his palm, spilling blood to seal the deal before handing the knife off to Jakob, that he may do the same.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>confusedbilliam</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 04:57:51</strong>
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				It seemed every time Zest was to show up, it would be accompanied by something a little bit over the top, as far as Jakob was considered.&nbsp; And it didn't help that every woman he'd brought into the room to meet with the prince's approval was now dwarfed in comparison to his current loves.&nbsp; He waited patiently as the victor examined all of them, perhaps too thoroughly, he would argue.&nbsp; He was then left with the option to stare at the floor and avoid the angry glare of the assembled ladies.<br><br>But eventually it seemed that he had made his choice, and Prince Jakob, or rather now, King Jakob went into the ceremony with full understanding as well (though Zest gave him little time to respond).&nbsp; "I recognize the formation of this pact, and agree to the terms set forth between us, as witnessed by the gods."&nbsp; He tentatively took the knife, taking in one deep breath to steel himself for the task, before slitting open his own palm as well, wincing slightly and sucking in a little breath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katina Tarask</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 04:19:10</strong>
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				Zest smiles calmly as the oppressive presence of two entire pantheons washes over everyone gathered- some of the candidates even collapse under the pressure.&nbsp; Yet the fey prince is unperturbed as the ritual ends, leaving all as it was, save the people who need to get up off the ground.<br><br>"And so, the deal is done.&nbsp; Though I must say, I find your tastes interesting, but the selection... it doesn't really impress.&nbsp; Not really all that much to work with.&nbsp; It'd be about as easy to start from scratch, on a clean slate.&nbsp; Of course, a deal's a deal.&nbsp; Hm... decisions, decisions.&nbsp; You know, in all honesty, the most delicious morsel here-"<br><br>Suddenly, he grabs Jakob's face and pulls him close, kissing him deeply and without warning a wave of heat washes over him, starting at his lips and tongue then spreading outward, as if burning his flesh away, yet as great as the pain is, it's matched by an intense pleasure like Jakob has never known before.<br><br>Slowly, the sensation ends, the boy's body feeling subtly different as Zest's ongoing kiss forces a very different kind of heat upon him as Zest grinds his thigh between Jakob's legs.<br><br>"Is you," he finishes, breaking the kiss, grinning the grin of the victorious.&nbsp; "Congratulations, my new queen."<br><br>To look at him, it may take a moment to realize Jakob has even changed.&nbsp; The shape of his body is only slightly modified, and both face and voice are almost the same, yet closer inspection reveals that, thanks to Zest's magic, 'he' certainly does qualify as a woman born of 'his' kingdom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>confusedbilliam</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 06:43:41</strong>
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				Jakob had luckily been one of the few who didn't drop to the ground, though he was not completely unstunned.&nbsp; He did stagger a little, and before his head managed to clear, there was a foggy voice explaining that all his work had been rather in vain.&nbsp; The prince's heart sunk as he realized that perhaps the deal wouldn't stick, and he might be in even greater danger than before.<br><br>But even more shocking was the sensation of Zest pushing against him, followed by an inexplicable mix of new sensations.&nbsp; It was terrifying and elating at the same time.&nbsp; When it all ended, he felt more shocked than before.&nbsp; Something was different, and it took some time to realize what had happened.&nbsp; It was only when Zest called him a queen that he thought to look down at his body to discover it was changed.&nbsp; He gasped, blushing a bright red, realizing that he was no longer a he.&nbsp; "Y-You...&nbsp; Am I to understand that you've chosen me??"&nbsp; He took a few steps back, wanting to protest, but knowing that it was pointless.&nbsp; Jakob was no longer Prince Jakob, but something new.<br><br>She bit her lower lip and let out a deep sigh of regret.&nbsp; "Yes... a deal is a deal..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katina Tarask</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 04:28:49</strong>
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				<strong>"And now, from this moment onwards, you and all you possess, your throne included, now belong to me.&nbsp; Ah, I do so love a happy ending."</strong>&nbsp; He holds onto his new toy for a time, looming over her and grinning broadly, his teeth surprisingly sharp.<br><br>And then, he releases her and drags her along.&nbsp; His entourage follows unquestioningly.&nbsp; <strong>"I've taken the liberty of gathering your people nearby, so that you may explain how you are giving yourself to me freely.&nbsp; Ah, such a joyous fate for you.&nbsp; Do be sure to defuse any resistance; if you don't, our little pact shall surely bring a blight upon your peoples."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>confusedbilliam</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 06:18:00</strong>
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				Jakob, or perhaps a name change was in order, was starting to realize how thorough the change was as she began to tear up already in her frustration.&nbsp; She had no desire to debase herself in front of her entire kingdom.&nbsp; She watched as Zest led her up to a big dais in the midst of a mob of her subjects.&nbsp; She did what she could to take a brave pose, thankful that at least her form wasn't so far removed from her old self so that she wouldn't have to explain to everyone the worst part of this whole experience.<br><br>"My dear subjects and followers, I have some..."&nbsp; there seemed no adjective to properly explain things "news..." &nbsp;She took a big breath and straightened up a little. &nbsp;"We are now under the rule of Zest's country, no longer under my... r-recently deceased parents, the former king and queen.&nbsp; You will see little of me from this day forward as I will be joining Zest as his... personal new consort.&nbsp; I ask that, above all, you follow my example and go along willingly.&nbsp; I do not wish to see anything happen to a single one of you."&nbsp; She gave a low bow and looked back at Zest for some kind of approval and acknowledgment that she was done.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katina Tarask</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 02:04:59</strong>
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				As the former prince announces "his" new status as consort, Zest wraps his arms around his new toy, one hand going to her chest, kneading the slight breast through fabric while the other finds its way between "Jakob's" thighs.<br><br><strong>"There shall be peace,"</strong> Zest follows.&nbsp; <strong>"We have sworn a blood oath before the gods themselves to seal this pact.&nbsp; My people will not bring you to harm if you cooperate.&nbsp; However, resist and you shall call down more misfortune upon your peoples than I could ever hope to inflict."</strong><br><br>With that, he begins to nibble on his bride's ear, the hand between her legs slowly sliding back and forth as he whispers so only she can hear.&nbsp; <strong>"My queen must be so excited about what's to come.&nbsp; Every girl dreams of her wedding night, don't they?&nbsp; We could share our joy with the entire kingdom here and now.&nbsp; My little flower need only ask."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>confusedbilliam</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 06:15:38</strong>
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				She vehemently shook her head, trying to stifle moans and ignore the way everyone stared at the two of them, empathetically ashamed for the sake of their ruler.&nbsp; It was obvious that Jakob was not enjoying all the eager touches of her new husband, trembling visibly.&nbsp; She looked at him with pleading eyes and whispered back quietly, &nbsp;"Not here, please not here...&nbsp; We can go use my bedroom, but not in front of the people..."&nbsp; Not waiting for a response, she reached down and took Zest's hand and started back inside, eager to get out of the limelight for two seconds.&nbsp; She wasn't particularly looking forward to what would surely come next, but she got the feeling she didn't have a choice.<br><br>As she walked along, she wondered silently if perhaps it was also time for a name change, and eventually to explain the fullness of her situation to the public.&nbsp; After all, they had a queen now, not a prince, so "Jakob" wasn't exactly fitting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katina Tarask</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 23:07:08</strong>
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				As Jakob turns to walk away, Zest places a hand against her back, then brings his other arm to sweep her legs and lift her off her feet, that he may carry her about the palace.&nbsp; <strong>"My, but my little flower is impatient.&nbsp; Can't even wait for her master to give her a name before the honeymoon.&nbsp; Fret not; all will come in good time.&nbsp; My servants have found the old seraglio, so your room should be ready momentarily."</strong><br><br>He carries her along, a thoughtful look on his face.&nbsp; <strong>"But what should we call my little flower?&nbsp; Hm... what is in the J's... Jonquil?&nbsp; That sounds awful, to the Hells with J.&nbsp; Angrek is the flower of royalty, but that's even worse, and it may insult my other beloved brides.&nbsp; You could be my pure, sweet little lily, but..."</strong>&nbsp; He leans in, planting a kiss right next to Jakob's lips, then another and another creeping back behind her jawline.&nbsp; <strong>"You won't stay so pure for long.&nbsp; So... the coreopsis is a symbol of cheer, and the coriander... oh, yes, I felt it when we kissed, the coriander would be most fitting.&nbsp; It's decided.&nbsp; You shall be my precious Cori."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prince?  Princess?  What's the Difference?  (Billiam and Katina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>confusedbilliam</strong> on <strong>29-08-2010, 05:52:13</strong>
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				((Sorry for taking so long!!))<br><br>The newly named Cori looked, for almost a split second, rather intrigued by the name while at the same time completely humiliated and dejected at having everything about her changed by this other person who now seemed to own her in every aspect.&nbsp; She simply forced a weak smile and nodded, giving weak little whimpers and moans with every new kiss that was planted against her lips and jawline, trying to squirm away but having no real means to do so.<br><br>"I-It is a... lovely name, thank you, my King..."&nbsp; She groaned once more, finally going simply limp in the arms that held her, not feeling even a little excited, certainly not enough to buy into this charade by wrapping her arms around Zest.&nbsp; Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, she could see that they were coming up on a bedroom - obviously the one they would now be sharing - and knew that the moment of truth was drawing ever closer.&nbsp; Her heart began to race.&nbsp; Would Zest try and take things quick and dirty, or would he go the slow and passionate route?&nbsp; Neither one seemed particularly appetizing.
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