toritaynympho
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- Sep 4, 2015
The day had come. For years since the elder queen had moved on to her home in the goddess's palace, the empire had waited for the next crowning. In the kingdom of Amaznina, the queens are chosen from the existing bloodline. One queen, the elder, is chosen first or inherits the crown when the previous elder queen retires. The lesser queen, is always the daughter of the elder. The Amaznina are a race of very tall busty women. They're also single sexed. All members of their race having both sexes and capable of being mother or father.
The reigning elder Queen, Yvari inherited the title when her mother Ulvia, retired to become the chief priestess of their goddess a decade ago. During that time, Yvari had waited for her daughter by her mother to come of age. For when that even occurred, Yvari would be married with her daughter and they would reign together. For years, Yvari had patiently waited and watched her daughter grow. While Yvari was the taller and more well hung of the two, her daughter had grown to be quite the beauty. Every bit as beautiful as Yvari's mother Ulvia was.
Now, after years of waiting, the day had finally come. Yvari's daughter had come of age and would soon be married to her mother. The ceremony would take several days. Today was the first day of the week long festival that the nation threw on behalf of their monarchs. Yvari and her soon to be daughter-wife would feast and begin to draw together. By the end of the week, they would be united and share the throne together.
Yvari was in her room being waited on by her loving and volunteer servants. They had dressed her in a long green dress with a gold crown. Her hair had been done and she wore tall green heels. She waited for her daughter, ready to share the day with her soon to be wife.
The reigning elder Queen, Yvari inherited the title when her mother Ulvia, retired to become the chief priestess of their goddess a decade ago. During that time, Yvari had waited for her daughter by her mother to come of age. For when that even occurred, Yvari would be married with her daughter and they would reign together. For years, Yvari had patiently waited and watched her daughter grow. While Yvari was the taller and more well hung of the two, her daughter had grown to be quite the beauty. Every bit as beautiful as Yvari's mother Ulvia was.
Now, after years of waiting, the day had finally come. Yvari's daughter had come of age and would soon be married to her mother. The ceremony would take several days. Today was the first day of the week long festival that the nation threw on behalf of their monarchs. Yvari and her soon to be daughter-wife would feast and begin to draw together. By the end of the week, they would be united and share the throne together.
Yvari was in her room being waited on by her loving and volunteer servants. They had dressed her in a long green dress with a gold crown. Her hair had been done and she wore tall green heels. She waited for her daughter, ready to share the day with her soon to be wife.