The Yummy Princess, Part 2

by Aunt Molly

Once a long time ago in a magical kingdom, the Princess Mavere struggled to give birth.

The attending midwife watched as the head came forth, "My Princess! It comes. And there is a caul."

Translucent skin covering the little baby's body, fluid still inside. Like a helmet, sometimes it was referred to as a veil. It was a good omen - a sign that the Goddess herself sought to protect the child from the dangers of the world.

The Queen Maud, Mavere's mother, held her daughter's hand.

Nanny - the woman who had been like a second mother, held the other hand.

The Midwife pulled away the caul, attempting to keep it intact She pulled the baby out. "It's a girl!" she placed the baby on her mother's stomach, the cord still attached.

The midwife grew pale, when she noticed something. "This child has no maidenhead."

Nanny snorted,"Well she definitely takes after her mother."

The Princess yanked her hand free to slap Nanny playfully.

The Queen had fallen into one of her moods, "It's a bad sign. An ill omen. She will lose her innocence too soon."

"My Queen, I was just making a joke. I am sure she will be a perfectly fine girl."

"I don't care how young she is when she takes a lover. Or how many, but she will lose her innocence too soon." the Queen left the room, even if her body hadn't moved an inch.

The midwife cut the cord and tied it. "What have you chosen for a name my Princess?"

"Rue - her name will be Rue."

Rue stayed under the bed waiting for the guard to leave. She snuck back to her room, careful to avoid Nanny, and the Overmaid.

She passed a couple of men - carpenters, working on the East wing (which had been damaged during a vicious thunderstorm a month earlier) but they did not recognize her.

One even mussed her hair, "Cute kid."

Slipping into her own room, she then closed the door tight and slipped off her servant clothes.

When her missy itched it felt good to be naked. She slid her fingers between those lips between her legs and rubbed gently. She didn't rush to a cum, she just liked to savor the feeling of her finger on her missy.

She'd learned how to give herself cums just a few months ago - one of the maids, in fact the very youngest maid in their employ, a delicious dark haired girl named Marianne had taught her. Invited to Rue's chambers after she was done with her shift (contrary to some people's belief, the maids did do work). She was only fourteen, so she was a little more sympathetic to a girl's need to know about the things grown ups didn't want Rue to know about.

Marianne described in careful detail, and using her anatomy book told Rue what to do, what cums were, and how to get them.

"Could you show me?"

Marianne had smiled coyly, "Well I could - but I'm not allowed to. I mean since you are so little."

"What if I ordered you to do it?"

"Well, that's a whole different story Princess. If you order me to do it, I mean, I am your subject I would have no choice but to obey."

"I order you, as princess and heir to the throne to show me how to give myself cums."

Marianne was just starting to lift her skirt, a slow, seductive unveiling of her charms - when Nanny chose to walk in.

Rue had done her very best to defend the girl. Marianne was not severely punished, after all no real harm had been done, but she was reassigned to another estate were Rue would be very unlikely to encounter her again.

Rue began to rub herself faster. She closed her eyes and thought of what had happened. Her mother treating Colette's missy like dessert. It seemed so odd and yet so exciting to see her mother on her knees.

She was on her knees and yet still in control. And Rue could tell the pretty maid was enjoying herself.

Rue found herself rubbing more frantically, she wanted a cum, but it was like her own missy was trying to tease her.

Would Marianne have let Rue taste her missy? Would she have wanted to taste Rue's? What secrets would have been revealed to Rue had Nanny not walked in on them?

Rue imagined her mother with Colette, then Marianne lapping hungry at Rue's missy.

No still Rue couldn't quite reach her cum, no matter how frantically she rubbed.

Mommy licking, Mommy telling me how good my missy tastes, Mommy wanting more and more. Mommy letting me wear short skirts so she can have my missy whenever she wants.

That was what her missy wanted, and it rewarded her with a nice big cum. Not as big as what Colette had. Were your cums bigger when someone else did them?

Rue lifted her fingers away from her missy. They were covered in liquid. She examined it, sniffed it, then thought to taste it.

But she couldn't. It somehow seemed gross and weird to taste her own missy.

She needed a royal taste tester. She went to the washbasin next to her bed and washed her hands. She slipped on a nightgown and went to the door.

She saw Meredith, one of the oldest maids they had. She was in her thirties, dressed relatively conservatively. Her skirt being just above her knees. Her blouse still showed a generous amount of her chest.

Dutifully she approached Rue, then curtsied. "How may I serve you my princess?"

"I need you to fetch Carlo for me, the laundry boy."

"Yes my Princess right away!"

"Wait Meredith - make sure all the maids wear underwear, the Overmaid is going to crack down on dress code."

"Thank you my princess! I will inform the staff!" with a final curtsy she ran off.

It was several minutes before Carlo arrived, Rue had taken the time to gather more missy juice. She held the wet fingers behind her back.

"You may enter - laundry boy."

Carlo did so, closing the door behind him. "So how did your little spy mission go? Did anyone catch you?"

Rue pulled out her fingers and held them to Carlo's mouth, "Taste!"

"What -" Rue decided she didn't want to argue and took the first opportunity to shove the fingers into the boy's mouth. Now Carlo could be arrogant, he could be disrespectful of authority, he could even be described from time to time a flippant, but he knew he would never get away with raising a hand to a princess.

Biting down or slapping the hand away could have him see the inside of a dungeon, or have him banished or worse, he might be made to face Nanny's wrath.

So there was little for it but to suck dutifully on Rue's fingers.

"What was that?"

"What did it taste like?"

"Salty, bitter, kinda tangy - what was it?"

"So you wouldn't call it 'yummy'?"

"No - Rue was it supposed to be some kind of sauce?"

Rue smiled to the boy coyly, "Kinda, sorta."

"Rue, what was it?"

"My missy juice."

"Icky, icky - oh yuck! Rue, that's nasty!"

Carlo ran over to the washbasin and tried to wash his mouth out.

Rue sat on her bed, sullen, "I was afraid of that. I am not yummy at all."

"Why do you even care?" Carlo decided he could forgive the girl, after all on Rue's ninth birthday Carlo had put a frog in the girl's new makeup case. And she had forgiven him for that. He sat down on the bed next to her, and put a comforting arm around her.

Rue sighed and told Carlo what she had seen and heard.

"Well maybe it's one of those 'acquired' tastes, like ale. I had that once I thought it was yucky, but grownups think it's great." Carlo tried to imagine the beautiful queen and Colette together. It was a wonderful image. One that gave him a bulge in his trousers. But then again he was thirteen everything did that.

"I guess. But I want to be sure. And it's not like I can ask the court physician about this. But I do know someone I could ask."

Rue's face lightened up and she sprang from her bed and towards her bookshelf. Books of all kinds from little kiddy picture books to thick books that no nine year old should be able to read were tossed on the floor.

Once the shelf was bare she reached in and pulled out a hidden panel in the wall behind, revealing a hidden cubby.. And from there she pulled a very grown up looking book.

"What's that?"

"It's a magic book."

Carlo got up and picked up a much smaller discarded book, "I thought this was your magic book."

"That's baby magic. All that teaches you to do is how to light candles and move balls around and make a bee swerve left when it wants to go right. This is grown-up magic."

"How?"

"Master Wexlan's apprentice snuck it out to me for a favor."

"He's twenty!"

"It was not that kind of favor silly! His girlfriend is a dressmaker, and I agreed to buy some off of her. It was good advertising for her, and I can never have too many dresses."

"Oh, well that's alright."

"Jealous?"

"No. Protective."

"Uh huh." Rue put the book down on the floor, flipping through a book marked page.

Carlo looked at the book, "Wow - there are a lot of big words."

"Yeah - I had to spend a lot of quality time with a dictionary. Take off your clothes. "

"Excuse me?"

"This is a simple summons - I can open a door between us and the creature we are going to summon, but I need a bribe to get it to go through. The book says that fairies like two things - Candy and pretty boys. Nanny told Cook not to give me any more candy.."

"But I don't want to become some kind of offering!"

Rue grabbed a piece of chalk off of the bookshelf and then started drawing Runes on the floor.

"Calm down, I won't let her do anything to you. Are you sexually aroused?"

"I don't even know what that means!"

"Is your thingy standing up?"

"Oh - uh, yes.."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Your mom spanking me for - I haven't figured what out yet."

"She is the Queen."

"And I would obey her every command."

Rue snickered, "Good, the book says they are most strongly abreacted to sexually aroused young men and boys.."

"Why are we summoning a fairy? Why not just zap your missy?"

"The Summons is easier - and if I magic my own missy and screw up I could give it teeth or make it talk or accidently give myself a thingy! Besides I can't find any missy spells. Carlo you are still not naked."

"You promise I am not going to end up some fairy slave or nothing?"

"I promise - you are just bait."

Carlo stripped off his clothes, "You so owe me."

Rue finished drawing all the runes, to carlo they just seemed like swirls and squiggles. Then Rue sat nearby and began to chant slowly to herself. Runes came to life, as if responding to some kind of unheard role call..

"Starshine...Starshine...Starshine."

A hole opened in the floor, and their was a rush of wind and then something flew out.

Six inches tall, a shapely body of a girl just barely old enough to be courted. Or maybe not quite old enough. That teasing age when a man wants a girl but is not yet allowed to have her.

Naked, smooth, hairless. On her head rose petals. On her back dragonfly wings. Starshine flitted restlessly.

"Well now! This is certainly way better than candy!" Starshine alighted herself on Carlo's erection her weight causing it to sing, she then jumped off of it watching it spring up again. "Sproing!" she shouted.

"Starshine, I need to ask you a favor."

"How do you like the name 'Buddy'? "

Carlo took a step back, "My name is Carlo."

"No, no, no - that won't do one bit. Maybe Sandy? There are boys named Sandy aren't there?"

"Rue!"

"Sproing!" Starshine giggled relentlessly, "We'll take you for walks, and we'll play ball, you can sleep by the fireplace. You can have a bowl with your name on it. Do you stomp your leg if I scratch your belly?"

Rue gently took hold of little fairy's wings. "Starshine that's a dog."

"Are you sure? I could have sworn dogs had more hair. Sproing!"

"Starshine you can't keep Carlo - he's not mine to give. He's not your pet and he's not your trampoline either."

Starshine stomped her foot in the air, and shook free of Rue's grasp.

"That is very mean! This is worse than that time you gave me chocolates and you said they were imported, and I found out later they were sold in town!"

"Starshine, they are sold in a local shop, but they were made in Jade."

"Oh. Well - I apologize then. They were good. But still it's not good to tease a fairy."

"I am so sorry but I don't have anyone else to turn to."

Carlo started to put his clothes back on, "You know, this seems like a lot of work - why don't you pour honey on it or something?"

Starshine was intrigued, "What are we pouring honey on? Buddy's thing?"

"My name is Carlo - not 'Buddy'."

"Don't be closed minded - the name will grow on you."

Rue waited for Starshine to turn back to face her, "Starshine, my mommy likes the taste of missy.."

Starshine rolled her eyes,"Well duh! Doesn't everyone?"

"Carlo thinks my missy tastes yucky."

Starshine wagged her finger at Carlo's nose, "Buddy! That's a bad, bad boy! You don't say bad things about your mistress's missy! You sleep outside tonight!"

Carlo rolled his eyes and decided to say nothing.

Rue cleared her throat, "But what if it's true? What if I just have a nasty missy?"

Starshine hovered in the "thinker" pose, "Hmm, well. You only have had one taster so far, what you need are missy experts, 'cunnnyseurs', if you will."

"And were do I find those?"

"Oh you find those in the fairy mound. And if we find out there is anything wrong with your missy we will use our magic to fix it."

Carlo scooped the little fairy with his hand, "Oh no - you are just trying to trick Rue into going to your mound. Once a little girl or a little boy enters the fairy mound they don't get out again!"

"That is a gross exaggeration! Some choose to stay with us, no one is forced to."

"Why would anyone choose to stay with you?"

Starshine flew up to Carlo's ear, "Ever have sixty-seven cums in a row?"

"No."

Starshine giggled, "Would you like to Buddy?"

"No thank you. I'm good with just the one."

Rue waited for Starshine to turn back to her, "How am I going to get there?"

"Simple - the same way you got me here, I will create a simple summon and you step through."

"Won't people notice I am gone?"

"Buddy - take off your clothes again."

"I'm just a piece of meat to you two aren't I?"

"A very delicious piece of meat, Buddy. But it's more than that - I need to draw runes on your skin in order for this spell to work."

"What are you going to do?" Carlo decided not to fight it, he just took his clothes back off. His thing was no longer erect, he was too confused to be horny.

"I am going to turn you into a girl."

"What?" Carlo felt like he should have been more surprised.

"Just for a little bit - I promise the spell only lasts about twelve hours. Unless you decide you really like being a girl. In that case you and me can talk about making it permanent."

"I like being a boy."

"I just bring it up cause it's happened before."

"Rue is this really necessary?"

Rue nodded, "It will just be for a little while, I love being a girl, it's fun!"

"When you're queen, you will remember I did this for you right?"

Rue nodded.

Starshine flew about Carlo like a whirlwind, she drew glowing runes in the air with hands and feet, seemingly at random. Then as the runes started to become denser they started to interlink and form pasterns. Soon the patterns became complex, enough so that the runeweave that Rue had built looked like a child's primer by comparison.

Then all the Runes lit up brightly, Rue watched as Carlo shrunk in size, his body grew thinner, his hair longer, his genitals shrunk and pulled inwards. Bulges appeared on his chest. Small round globes with pink nipples.

Rue looked at Carlo - or 'Carlotta' as Rue decided to name her transformed friend. "But she doesn't look like me."

"Oh the sex change spell was the most complex part, now let's see - remove those stray hairs from her missy. Change that blond hair to dark ringlets." Starshine zipped about making small alterations with simple runeweaves, "And make her a bit shorter."

"Hey!" Carlotta was alarmed to get even smaller.

Starshine stopped at Carlotta's chest, "I just don't feel comfortable taking away a girl's boobies. I mean these show great promise."

Rue scratched her chin, "Well if Carlotta stays in bed and pretends to be sick, no one will know."

"Are we through treating me like a piece of clay?" Carlotta covered her mouth surprised at the voice change.

"One more thing." Rue slipped off her nightgown and threw it to Carlotta. Slipped it on. "What does one wear to the fairy mound?"

"A polite person goes naked, Clothing is seen as an affront to the Goddess's perfect creation."

Starshine dove into the floor, like a fish into water. No portal - she was just gone.

Then a large portal appeared where Rue had made her own weave. The Princess jumped through, and Carlotta was left alone.