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Savona loved money she loved it so much that she married a man that appeared twice her age to get a little more of it. Her plan was so perfect until one day a bastard child of the king appeared ready to muck it all up. She smiled recalling his many tristis with the women of the castle almost none bore fruit. Of those most were deformed mutants unworthy of the thrown and the others, well she saw to it none lived to challenge her claim. But this new child was protected from her magic hidden.

“How fair she is, how kind she is, how quick she is” Savona knocked the glass goblet of the table the burgundy wine sizzled in the fire.

Her black owl looked back at her a useless familiar if ever there was one it was Barbatus the black owl. Slowly she stood up to her full and great height her long body so much like a serpent yet so beautiful. How dare any woman outshine her in her own castle, she earned this castle twice over.

“You know you should just give up I mean after so many years you should have known blood wins” the stupid ow was far to fast for the silver platter to hit him.

“And you should know that owl make a fine feast better then crow” she moved carefully through the castle to her room.

Many compared Savona to the most beautiful corpse in all the world, black hair a pale porcelain face and blue eyes like spoke. She smiled many men tried to win her heart but none looked her way when she entered.

“Are you decent” she asked pushing the door to the princesses chamber open only a hair her pace quickened a pale corner of flesh.

She pushed the door further open even the wickedest of witches was not immune to sumptuous curve and purity of heart. She smiled as her eyes fell over the room for such a good girl It was such big mess. She smiled trying to find the girl in all the clutter, it was amazing how dangerous one girl could be.
 
The princess was in many ways the exact opposite of her father's bride. She was a young thing, and her beauty and life showed through brilliantly. She had bright red hair and even brighter blue eyes. Her skin was a pink, especially around her high cheeks that grew red at even the slightest hint of embarrassment or frustration. She had found out only recently from her mother, now deceased, that she was in fact the daughter of the king, and looking at her now it seemed an almost obvious trait. She cut the exact image of a young princess.

She sat now in her bed amongst the clutter, having taken quite a shine to the more luxurious life. She tended to leave her room in a bit of a mess, not necessarily out of spite of her caretakers, but simply because it was nice to not have to be completely responsible for once. The many rumors about her were more or less true - she was a kind enough girl, perhaps in part thanks to her beginning in life as a regular peasant girl who discovered her regal blood later in life.

The princess was reclining in a pink robe draped loosely around her matching nightgown. She ran her hands through her curly red hair as she quietly red a book. It took her a moment to realize that the witch, her step-mother, had come into the room. She set the book aside with a smile that was... admittedly a little forced. "Ah, Savona, how can I help you?"
 
The queen hated the princess who seemed to eat to fill and never look an ounce different then the statue that stood in the main hall. The girl did not even stand to address her so sure she was that the throne was already hers. Slowly a thought formed in her head how long could she hold onto her before the guard even realized she was gone. She was a soft thing a flower in the snare of a serpent. She sat down next to her tight fabric tugged against the confines of her trim powerful body.

“I was looking for you all day my how you have grown” she poked a finger into her bountiful bosom. She smiled she only had to convince her that she had a problem only she could fix. Then she would beg for her help.

The girl was perfect like a doll, she wondered how many of the knight had or wanted to take the young princes for a ride. She smiled leaning in closer her body pressed against hers made the princes look all the mor curvaceous.

“People are starting to talk, about what you eat” she smiled a smile filled with teeth but devoid of compassion. She smiled as she looked over her body, the things she could do with a body like that, to a body like that.

“Of course if you don’t mind” she moved to get up she could only hope the young girl swallowed the bait hook line and sinker.
 
For a moment it seemed that the woman just wanted to bid her good night. She seemed to be thinking something deep behind those eyes, but the princess couldn't place it. She was not exactly skilled at reading others, and given that, Savona was the most complex puzzle she'd ever met. Unsure how to decipher what she had in mind, she simply smiled up at her and waited for whatever it was she had to say so that she could commence reading.

So when the witch dropped the rather unsubtle hint that perhaps everyone in the castle was getting the idea that Amy was somehow not as fit as she once had been, she could feel her heart sink a little bit. Certainly she had been as careful as ever! All her dresses, corsets and all, fit just as well as they ever had, right? What in the world could they possible see that was so different in her?? She could feel herself growing distressed and hoped it didn't show too much on her face. But despite her best attempts to do so, she couldn't stop herself from calling out to her step-mother as she began to leave the room.

She was a woman who, it was said, could do many things that were not in the realm of possibility for most. Perhaps there was a... charm that could make her look even better than before? That would get them talking, alright! "W-Wait!! Savona, erm... What else do they say?? About me, I mean...?"
 
She had her on the hook she could see the fear building of being rejected of losing the love and lust of every male. She could not move to fast if the girl knew what she had planned she might question her words. “Sex, is the best thing but should you become too available to the men you would become, soiled” a princess was sold by her virtue if anyone knew that she was having sex she would be ruined.

“But perhaps you could find someone who knows a little something about sexual magic, but where to find that someone” she teased knowing that the idea that she wanted sex would be far behind money in power in her small little head. She would be right but she would not guess why she wanted her body, that once she had it the mind followed

she placed her hand on her leg despite her age the princess she knew was far from familiar with the idea of sharing her body. “The practice is not uncommon do you truly think women only pray in monasteries” she slowly slid her hand over the girls stomach careful to mead the taught flesh with her long strong supple fingers.
 
Princess Amy was still a bit too distracted by everything that her step-mother was weaving to really notice any kind of underlying plot. Instead, she simply looked up into her face, wanting to believe everything she was telling her. She was aware that there was a hand on her leg moving slowly along her stomach, and she was also aware that it did feel good. But really Amy was sure that it was just her step-mother's rather odd way of showing affection.

She looked into her eyes with her cheeks burning and nodded slowly. "W-Well... you know magic, Savona... Do you know any... y'know... sexual magic? Or someone who can help me? I-I don't want to shame my father and the rest of the kingdom..." She bit her lower lip, unaware that her breathing had picked up and her body was definitely reacting to the soft touches, even if her mind wasn't yet.
 
She loved tp play with children there weak minds made the game almost too easy, almost. she smiled leaning in she pressed her lips top the princesses actions often spoke louder then words. She could already sense the signs that while she might not know what was going on she alr3eady was enjoying it. “I think I could help you in that area io have had enough experience to teach you a thing or two”

She wondered how such a naive girl had made it so far without learning a single thing about her own body. “If you agree I will need you to first expose you’re chest I don’t want to overwhelm you” not that she cared but it wiped go far more quickly if she did not have to fight the girl every step of the way. Of course as her other hand slid over her back she had a strong feeling that would not be a problem till latter.
 
Amy had to admit, this wasn't what she'd had in mind, but somehow... well, it certainly seemed the most direct answer. And it actually felt really good, but she did feel odd knowing that her first kiss was with her step-mother. She could feel her face growing quickly redder as her blush increased. She shocked herself even further by letting out a soft moan in the midst of the kiss.

She looked at Savona with wide eyes as she explained the next step. It was such a big one!! But... well, Savona was a woman, surely she understood the most about her body, so her advice seemed legitimate. Feeling her blush continuing to grow, she dropped the robe from her body, and then after another thought, slipped out of her nightgown. The young princess was left in just her panties. "O-Okay?"
 
She smiled she had the power and she knew it she wanted to have the approval of her father and all the other men what a skank. “No no no I am almost too late, now I see that I have far more work” she lied the girl was a gift from the gods with perfect skin so tight you could use her as a drum.

“First you have to have the areas that need to be made bigger or smaller massaged like this” moving her hand over her well endowed ass almost all women thought it was too big or small then she move3d over her chest and stomach slowly. “You see ass to big chest to small I am surprised you can walk around at all” slowly she kissed the girl moving over her ear and neck enjoying the taste of young innocent flesh.
 
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