Let the good times roll

Sideblog for the Queen of Prospit & Derse’s roleplay

[meetme-inouterspace-deactivated]

Slap your cock on her face ✨with love✨ and a little disrespect, but mostly love

[bedazzlecunt]

nooo i don't like being bullied. definitely don't press your hand between my legs to feel how wet you've made me. definitely don't bully me more about it. nooooo

[royaldepravity]

The Queen was just beginning to piece things together when her mind was whisked away again. Clouded, scrambled, filled with all sorts of delightful fantasies. Eyes growing dull once more, a dopey smile spread across her face as the other physical changes took place. Reduced to a dimwitted cow-girl, she could feel her chest beginning to ache. Needing release.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

The pressure in her breasts grows stronger, spreading to encompass them in their entirety. They begin to swell, getting bigger and heavier, mammaries developing further and filling with milk, nipples fattening up beneath Tera's thumbs, supple carapace growing hot and sensitive... Her horns grow bigger, her cow ears becoming more pronounced. She even sprouts a cute tail, long and slender with a tuft of fur at the end.

Tera pets her right between her newly formed horns, giving her ears little scritches and rubs. "There we go. No more pesky thoughts in that pretty little head of yours. Good cows don't need to think, and you're gonna be a very good cow for Momma, aren't you?~" she croons, very much enjoying the sight of Wendy's already large udders growing larger, although...

"Hm... Something's missing... Oh, I know."

One of Tera's tentacles reaches into Bea's wardrobe, pulling out a pair of cowprint thigh-highs and matching bikini set. She just takes the thigh-highs and slips them onto Wendy's thick, strong legs. Despite them being sized for Bea, they're surprisingly stretchy and comfortable, fitting over the White Cow's huge thighs with ease. "There. I think they suit you quite well, wouldn't you agree?"

[royaldepravity]

As her breasts begins to swell, they start leaking. Just a little bit. Her new tail swishes behind her, & she moos as she is dressed up. There are now further changes for now, at least not visibly.

Cow Wendy smiles up at Tera. Happy to be played with. Happy to be controlled. Thrilled to experience a situation in which she is, essentially, not at all herself. Something different & new.

[royaldepravity]

“Oh? I’ll have to pay her a visit. Maybe show her what kind of fun she could be having if she’d just be a good girl & submit.” Bea muses.

Wendy moans as her chest is played with. Obscenely large, bizarrely perky; perfectly soft breasts being kneaded like dough. Nipples hard as diamonds as they’re pulled & played with. At Tera’s question, Wendy moans & nods.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera glances over to Bea for a moment. She pulls away from Wendy, walking up behind her Black Queen and pulling her into a hug. One pair of hands resting on her hips while the other pair wrap around right under her bust. She rests her head on Bea's shoulder, looking at her through the mirror. "And how do you plan on doing that, hm?" she asks with a playful, coy tone.

A couple more tentacles sprout from her back and coil around Wendy's torso, thighs and calves. They lift her off the floor, another pair resuming Tera's breast teasing while one more pushes itself past her huge, perfect lips to dance with her tongue, tasting just enough like cinnamon candy to make her mouth tingle. The ones restraining her legs seem to be testing their flexibility.

[royaldepravity]

“Well I was planning on showing her just how much fun that little bimbo is having being my pet.” Bea replied. “I didn’t have a serious plan. Just some fun fantasies.”

Lifted into the air, Wendy doesn’t resist. She instinctively begins sucking on the tentacle in her mouth, letting out a pleased noise at the taste. The tentacles resting her legs would find them quite flexible. Truly a perfect little plaything.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera hums and hugs a little tighter. "Well, she's been keeping her breasts quite large and milky as of late. Maybe you could do something with that? She'd make such a pretty cow, after all...~"

She chuckle softly, pulling away from Bea. "You didn't hear it from me, though." She looks her up and down, admiring how her outfit hugs her curves. "You look gorgeous, by the way. I can't wait to slip all that off of you when you get back~"

[royaldepravity]

“That WOULD be quite amusing.” Bea laughs, pondering. At Tera’s comment, she smiles widely. “Looking forward to it. You’re quite entertaining yourself, & a little change of pace wouldn’t be the worst thing.”

[aphrodisiancarnival]

"You better hurry up then, my queen. Your favorite toys will be here when you get back...~" she purrs, before giving Bea a nice, passionate kiss and nibbling a little on her lower lip. "Mmhh.... Besides, you know how your subjects can be when they have to wait."

The tentacles lay Wendy on her back, the one around her waist and tits releasing their hold on her while the ones around her legs keep them spread like she's squatting down.

[royaldepravity]

Bea finishes getting dressed before heading off to work, giving the pair a wave before she’s out the door. Wendy, laid in her back, legs spread, is slowly coming out of her stupor. Not at full capacity yet, but her mind is beginning to recover being being absolute mush. Though how long that lasts is up to Tera.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera floats over to Wendy once Bea is gone. "Hmm... Where were we... Oh, right." She crawls on top of her, pulling the tentacle from her mouth and kissing her deeply. Her hands go back to trying to milk her tits while the extra pair recede back into her body.

"Mmmhhh... You've almost come back to us. We can't have that, now can we? Don't worry, sweetie, Momma's here to keep you feeling good...~"

Tera kisses her once more, retrieving a bottle from her sylladex. It's filled with a thick, creamy white fluid and has a cute cow sticker on one side. She pops the cork off and sits Wendy up, bringing the bottle to her lips. "Drink."

[royaldepravity]

The Queen moans into the kiss, even as she’s struggling to clear her head. An effort not helped as Tera continues toying with her body. Nor was it helping as she’s so thoroughly bound.

Before Wendy can really come to, however, she’s given a drink. And, like the obedient little sub she is, when commanded, she obeys, drinking immediately. Completely unaware of what she is even drinking or what it might do to her.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

As soon as she finishes the drink, her head feels... fuzzy. Warm and fuzzy and bubbly and docile and dumb. The feeling grows, fogging her mind with thoughts of Momma praising her, of being a good obedient plaything for Tera and Bea, of her breasts being groped and squeezed and tugged on.

Tera smiles and pulls her hands away, watching as the physical changes take hold, little horns and cute cow ears growing on Wendy's head. The white slut could feel a slight pressure form in her tits, like something's pushing outwards more and more from within.

[royaldepravity]

The Queen was just beginning to piece things together when her mind was whisked away again. Clouded, scrambled, filled with all sorts of delightful fantasies. Eyes growing dull once more, a dopey smile spread across her face as the other physical changes took place. Reduced to a dimwitted cow-girl, she could feel her chest beginning to ache. Needing release.

[royaldepravity]

“Oh? I’ll have to pay her a visit. Maybe show her what kind of fun she could be having if she’d just be a good girl & submit.” Bea muses.

Wendy moans as her chest is played with. Obscenely large, bizarrely perky; perfectly soft breasts being kneaded like dough. Nipples hard as diamonds as they’re pulled & played with. At Tera’s question, Wendy moans & nods.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera glances over to Bea for a moment. She pulls away from Wendy, walking up behind her Black Queen and pulling her into a hug. One pair of hands resting on her hips while the other pair wrap around right under her bust. She rests her head on Bea's shoulder, looking at her through the mirror. "And how do you plan on doing that, hm?" she asks with a playful, coy tone.

A couple more tentacles sprout from her back and coil around Wendy's torso, thighs and calves. They lift her off the floor, another pair resuming Tera's breast teasing while one more pushes itself past her huge, perfect lips to dance with her tongue, tasting just enough like cinnamon candy to make her mouth tingle. The ones restraining her legs seem to be testing their flexibility.

[royaldepravity]

“Well I was planning on showing her just how much fun that little bimbo is having being my pet.” Bea replied. “I didn’t have a serious plan. Just some fun fantasies.”

Lifted into the air, Wendy doesn’t resist. She instinctively begins sucking on the tentacle in her mouth, letting out a pleased noise at the taste. The tentacles resting her legs would find them quite flexible. Truly a perfect little plaything.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera hums and hugs a little tighter. "Well, she's been keeping her breasts quite large and milky as of late. Maybe you could do something with that? She'd make such a pretty cow, after all...~"

She chuckle softly, pulling away from Bea. "You didn't hear it from me, though." She looks her up and down, admiring how her outfit hugs her curves. "You look gorgeous, by the way. I can't wait to slip all that off of you when you get back~"

[royaldepravity]

“That WOULD be quite amusing.” Bea laughs, pondering. At Tera’s comment, she smiles widely. “Looking forward to it. You’re quite entertaining yourself, & a little change of pace wouldn’t be the worst thing.”

[aphrodisiancarnival]

"You better hurry up then, my queen. Your favorite toys will be here when you get back...~" she purrs, before giving Bea a nice, passionate kiss and nibbling a little on her lower lip. "Mmhh.... Besides, you know how your subjects can be when they have to wait."

The tentacles lay Wendy on her back, the one around her waist and tits releasing their hold on her while the ones around her legs keep them spread like she's squatting down.

[royaldepravity]

Bea finishes getting dressed before heading off to work, giving the pair a wave before she’s out the door. Wendy, laid in her back, legs spread, is slowly coming out of her stupor. Not at full capacity yet, but her mind is beginning to recover being being absolute mush. Though how long that lasts is up to Tera.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera floats over to Wendy once Bea is gone. "Hmm... Where were we... Oh, right." She crawls on top of her, pulling the tentacle from her mouth and kissing her deeply. Her hands go back to trying to milk her tits while the extra pair recede back into her body.

"Mmmhhh... You've almost come back to us. We can't have that, now can we? Don't worry, sweetie, Momma's here to keep you feeling good...~"

Tera kisses her once more, retrieving a bottle from her sylladex. It's filled with a thick, creamy white fluid and has a cute cow sticker on one side. She pops the cork off and sits Wendy up, bringing the bottle to her lips. "Drink."

[royaldepravity]

The Queen moans into the kiss, even as she’s struggling to clear her head. An effort not helped as Tera continues toying with her body. Nor was it helping as she’s so thoroughly bound.

Before Wendy can really come to, however, she’s given a drink. And, like the obedient little sub she is, when commanded, she obeys, drinking immediately. Completely unaware of what she is even drinking or what it might do to her.

[royaldepravity]

“Oh? I’ll have to pay her a visit. Maybe show her what kind of fun she could be having if she’d just be a good girl & submit.” Bea muses.

Wendy moans as her chest is played with. Obscenely large, bizarrely perky; perfectly soft breasts being kneaded like dough. Nipples hard as diamonds as they’re pulled & played with. At Tera’s question, Wendy moans & nods.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera glances over to Bea for a moment. She pulls away from Wendy, walking up behind her Black Queen and pulling her into a hug. One pair of hands resting on her hips while the other pair wrap around right under her bust. She rests her head on Bea's shoulder, looking at her through the mirror. "And how do you plan on doing that, hm?" she asks with a playful, coy tone.

A couple more tentacles sprout from her back and coil around Wendy's torso, thighs and calves. They lift her off the floor, another pair resuming Tera's breast teasing while one more pushes itself past her huge, perfect lips to dance with her tongue, tasting just enough like cinnamon candy to make her mouth tingle. The ones restraining her legs seem to be testing their flexibility.

[royaldepravity]

“Well I was planning on showing her just how much fun that little bimbo is having being my pet.” Bea replied. “I didn’t have a serious plan. Just some fun fantasies.”

Lifted into the air, Wendy doesn’t resist. She instinctively begins sucking on the tentacle in her mouth, letting out a pleased noise at the taste. The tentacles resting her legs would find them quite flexible. Truly a perfect little plaything.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera hums and hugs a little tighter. "Well, she's been keeping her breasts quite large and milky as of late. Maybe you could do something with that? She'd make such a pretty cow, after all...~"

She chuckle softly, pulling away from Bea. "You didn't hear it from me, though." She looks her up and down, admiring how her outfit hugs her curves. "You look gorgeous, by the way. I can't wait to slip all that off of you when you get back~"

[royaldepravity]

“That WOULD be quite amusing.” Bea laughs, pondering. At Tera’s comment, she smiles widely. “Looking forward to it. You’re quite entertaining yourself, & a little change of pace wouldn’t be the worst thing.”

[aphrodisiancarnival]

"You better hurry up then, my queen. Your favorite toys will be here when you get back...~" she purrs, before giving Bea a nice, passionate kiss and nibbling a little on her lower lip. "Mmhh.... Besides, you know how your subjects can be when they have to wait."

The tentacles lay Wendy on her back, the one around her waist and tits releasing their hold on her while the ones around her legs keep them spread like she's squatting down.

[royaldepravity]

Bea finishes getting dressed before heading off to work, giving the pair a wave before she’s out the door. Wendy, laid in her back, legs spread, is slowly coming out of her stupor. Not at full capacity yet, but her mind is beginning to recover being being absolute mush. Though how long that lasts is up to Tera.

[royaldepravity]

“Oh? I’ll have to pay her a visit. Maybe show her what kind of fun she could be having if she’d just be a good girl & submit.” Bea muses.

Wendy moans as her chest is played with. Obscenely large, bizarrely perky; perfectly soft breasts being kneaded like dough. Nipples hard as diamonds as they’re pulled & played with. At Tera’s question, Wendy moans & nods.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera glances over to Bea for a moment. She pulls away from Wendy, walking up behind her Black Queen and pulling her into a hug. One pair of hands resting on her hips while the other pair wrap around right under her bust. She rests her head on Bea's shoulder, looking at her through the mirror. "And how do you plan on doing that, hm?" she asks with a playful, coy tone.

A couple more tentacles sprout from her back and coil around Wendy's torso, thighs and calves. They lift her off the floor, another pair resuming Tera's breast teasing while one more pushes itself past her huge, perfect lips to dance with her tongue, tasting just enough like cinnamon candy to make her mouth tingle. The ones restraining her legs seem to be testing their flexibility.

[royaldepravity]

“Well I was planning on showing her just how much fun that little bimbo is having being my pet.” Bea replied. “I didn’t have a serious plan. Just some fun fantasies.”

Lifted into the air, Wendy doesn’t resist. She instinctively begins sucking on the tentacle in her mouth, letting out a pleased noise at the taste. The tentacles resting her legs would find them quite flexible. Truly a perfect little plaything.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera hums and hugs a little tighter. "Well, she's been keeping her breasts quite large and milky as of late. Maybe you could do something with that? She'd make such a pretty cow, after all...~"

She chuckle softly, pulling away from Bea. "You didn't hear it from me, though." She looks her up and down, admiring how her outfit hugs her curves. "You look gorgeous, by the way. I can't wait to slip all that off of you when you get back~"

[royaldepravity]

“That WOULD be quite amusing.” Bea laughs, pondering. At Tera’s comment, she smiles widely. “Looking forward to it. You’re quite entertaining yourself, & a little change of pace wouldn’t be the worst thing.”

[royaldepravity]

“Oh? I’ll have to pay her a visit. Maybe show her what kind of fun she could be having if she’d just be a good girl & submit.” Bea muses.

Wendy moans as her chest is played with. Obscenely large, bizarrely perky; perfectly soft breasts being kneaded like dough. Nipples hard as diamonds as they’re pulled & played with. At Tera’s question, Wendy moans & nods.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera glances over to Bea for a moment. She pulls away from Wendy, walking up behind her Black Queen and pulling her into a hug. One pair of hands resting on her hips while the other pair wrap around right under her bust. She rests her head on Bea's shoulder, looking at her through the mirror. "And how do you plan on doing that, hm?" she asks with a playful, coy tone.

A couple more tentacles sprout from her back and coil around Wendy's torso, thighs and calves. They lift her off the floor, another pair resuming Tera's breast teasing while one more pushes itself past her huge, perfect lips to dance with her tongue, tasting just enough like cinnamon candy to make her mouth tingle. The ones restraining her legs seem to be testing their flexibility.

[royaldepravity]

“Well I was planning on showing her just how much fun that little bimbo is having being my pet.” Bea replied. “I didn’t have a serious plan. Just some fun fantasies.”

Lifted into the air, Wendy doesn’t resist. She instinctively begins sucking on the tentacle in her mouth, letting out a pleased noise at the taste. The tentacles resting her legs would find them quite flexible. Truly a perfect little plaything.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Closed RP with @royaldepravity

Tera hovers a few inches off the ground, silently gliding through the grand halls of the Derse Royals' castle. It's been a while since she met with the Black Queen in person. She's all but forgotten the layout of this place... Not like it matters much. She just goes where her gut tells her to, like usual.

Tera soon arrives at the door to the Black Queen's private quarters. Right on time, too. Beatrice wanted to meet with her here for some reason. She didn't say anything about why in her message to Tera, so it was probably an ambush or well-planned assassination attempt or something... No, that wouldn't make sense. The Session has long been deemed Failed, there'd be no real reason to. Plus, it'd be an incredible waste of resources on Derse's part... Maybe Bea just wanted to talk? There wouldn't be much to discuss other than Tera's travels, and Bea probably has much more important things to concern herself with.

Sex? Is it sex? Tera's putting her money on sex.

Regardless of why, she's already here. Might as well get it over with.

Tera knocks on the door.

[royaldepravity]

“Oh? I’ll have to pay her a visit. Maybe show her what kind of fun she could be having if she’d just be a good girl & submit.” Bea muses.

Wendy moans as her chest is played with. Obscenely large, bizarrely perky; perfectly soft breasts being kneaded like dough. Nipples hard as diamonds as they’re pulled & played with. At Tera’s question, Wendy moans & nods.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Closed RP with @royaldepravity

Tera hovers a few inches off the ground, silently gliding through the grand halls of the Derse Royals' castle. It's been a while since she met with the Black Queen in person. She's all but forgotten the layout of this place... Not like it matters much. She just goes where her gut tells her to, like usual.

Tera soon arrives at the door to the Black Queen's private quarters. Right on time, too. Beatrice wanted to meet with her here for some reason. She didn't say anything about why in her message to Tera, so it was probably an ambush or well-planned assassination attempt or something... No, that wouldn't make sense. The Session has long been deemed Failed, there'd be no real reason to. Plus, it'd be an incredible waste of resources on Derse's part... Maybe Bea just wanted to talk? There wouldn't be much to discuss other than Tera's travels, and Bea probably has much more important things to concern herself with.

Sex? Is it sex? Tera's putting her money on sex.

Regardless of why, she's already here. Might as well get it over with.

Tera knocks on the door.

[royaldepravity]

"Don't feel the need... to hold back." Bea notes, really getting into it, breathing growing labored. "She's a sturdy little thing. If she wasn't so naturally submissive, I don't know that I'd have been able to dominate her. And she isn't even prototyped..." It's not too much longer before Bea climaxes, holding WQ's face tightly as she practically humps it. Robe falling open, exposing her impressive breasts, Bea falls onto her back, but doesn't stop until she's well & truly ridden through her orgasm. Though, even then, Wendy keeps going, & Bea eventually has to push her face away. "Enough, you ravenous little slut. Tera here will be taking care of you while I do some actual work. Don't worry that pretty, empty head about it. Just be a good girl & do what she says."

Pushes away, Wendy's lower face is absolutely soaked. If Tera looks, she can finally get a good look at the kneeling Queen's features. Sharp, striking, absolutely beautifully feminine. Absurdly plump lips, currently hanging open as she pants for breath. Eyes dull & glassy, still lost in the lustful bliss that has kept her here for longer than she realizes.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera retrieves a bottle of some kind of brand-name sports drink and sets it right next to Bea. "Here. Catch your breath and drink. Wouldn't want to leave dehydrated, hm?"

She sits back up and gently pets the kneeling queen, gently guiding Wendy's gaze up to meet her own. "Such a pretty little thing you are," she coos, her voice filled with fascination. She cups the side of Wendy's face and rubs a thumb across her lower lip, feeling just how full and plump it really is, before pulling her hand away.

"Hmm... Stand," she commands, her voice filled with an unnatural authority, her irises glowing a fiery, ragey pink. "Let me get a better look at you while your Mistress recovers."

[royaldepravity]

Bea gladly takes the drink, sipping it down. She had, most certainly, worked up quite the thirst. One tends to do that when they’re moaning their head off.

As the thumb traces over her pillowy lower lip, Wendy almost goes to take it in her mouth, before it’s pulled away. On command, arms still bound behind her, Wendy climbs to her feet. 6 foot 6, well toned abs, powerful legs… breasts bigger than her head, incredibly wide hips, &, were Tera to look into the mirror, a massive ass.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

"Good girl."

Tera floats off the bed and slowly circles around Wendy, an extra pair of sinewous arms growing from her sides. She moves behind the new doll, one pair of hands tracing their way up her back muscles and coming to rest on her broad shoulders. The other pair feel her muscular arms, sliding lower to her waist, gliding over her plush lovehandles and extra wide hips, and giving both of her ass cheeks a hearty squeeze.

Then, Tera moves to the front. The hands on Wendy's shoulders move to cup her cheeks, running a finger along her jawline... Tera's thumb toys with her lower lip again, pressing into it, letting it get sucked on this time while the other gently strokes her cheek. The other pair rises to heft up her massive breasts, squeezing and jiggling them, thumbs circling around her areolae before teasing her nipples.

"Fascinating," she mumbles, giving Wendy's nipples an experimental pinch. "It's like her body's been sculpted specifically for pleasure. Not gonna lie, I'm kind of envious of her physique... Where did you find her?"

[royaldepravity]

Wendy holds perfectly still as she’s inspected. Her shell is surprisingly sturdy in some places, yet delightfully soft to the touch in others. As her rear is squeezed, she lets out a little, involuntary moan.

As Tera circles around to the front, Wendy’s still got those glossy, glazed over eyes. Her jaw is strong, but her perfectly sculpted cheeks are soft, &, as the thumb is presented once more, she instantly closes her ludicrous lips around it, beginning to suck, tongue swirling over the to of the digit. Her breasts are unsurprisingly heavy, despite being supernaturally perky, & her nipples harden instantly.

“Right?” Bea replied, getting dressed. “When I first saw her, I assumed either her players had done some heavy modifications, or that she came from some particularly lewd, porn-centric session. But apparently she’s just like this. She puts in work for the muscles, sure, but the rest is apparently natural. Lucky little slut.”

“Honestly? She just showed up. Something about finally looking into these Sessions? Apparently she didn’t come from one at all. But she was pretty obviously infatuated with me on sight. Seems like she has a thing for most versions of me. If only our native version of her was so easy to seduce. Then again, ours doesn’t have a body like that.”

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Closed RP with @royaldepravity

Tera hovers a few inches off the ground, silently gliding through the grand halls of the Derse Royals' castle. It's been a while since she met with the Black Queen in person. She's all but forgotten the layout of this place... Not like it matters much. She just goes where her gut tells her to, like usual.

Tera soon arrives at the door to the Black Queen's private quarters. Right on time, too. Beatrice wanted to meet with her here for some reason. She didn't say anything about why in her message to Tera, so it was probably an ambush or well-planned assassination attempt or something... No, that wouldn't make sense. The Session has long been deemed Failed, there'd be no real reason to. Plus, it'd be an incredible waste of resources on Derse's part... Maybe Bea just wanted to talk? There wouldn't be much to discuss other than Tera's travels, and Bea probably has much more important things to concern herself with.

Sex? Is it sex? Tera's putting her money on sex.

Regardless of why, she's already here. Might as well get it over with.

Tera knocks on the door.

[royaldepravity]

"Don't feel the need... to hold back." Bea notes, really getting into it, breathing growing labored. "She's a sturdy little thing. If she wasn't so naturally submissive, I don't know that I'd have been able to dominate her. And she isn't even prototyped..." It's not too much longer before Bea climaxes, holding WQ's face tightly as she practically humps it. Robe falling open, exposing her impressive breasts, Bea falls onto her back, but doesn't stop until she's well & truly ridden through her orgasm. Though, even then, Wendy keeps going, & Bea eventually has to push her face away. "Enough, you ravenous little slut. Tera here will be taking care of you while I do some actual work. Don't worry that pretty, empty head about it. Just be a good girl & do what she says."

Pushes away, Wendy's lower face is absolutely soaked. If Tera looks, she can finally get a good look at the kneeling Queen's features. Sharp, striking, absolutely beautifully feminine. Absurdly plump lips, currently hanging open as she pants for breath. Eyes dull & glassy, still lost in the lustful bliss that has kept her here for longer than she realizes.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera retrieves a bottle of some kind of brand-name sports drink and sets it right next to Bea. "Here. Catch your breath and drink. Wouldn't want to leave dehydrated, hm?"

She sits back up and gently pets the kneeling queen, gently guiding Wendy's gaze up to meet her own. "Such a pretty little thing you are," she coos, her voice filled with fascination. She cups the side of Wendy's face and rubs a thumb across her lower lip, feeling just how full and plump it really is, before pulling her hand away.

"Hmm... Stand," she commands, her voice filled with an unnatural authority, her irises glowing a fiery, ragey pink. "Let me get a better look at you while your Mistress recovers."

[royaldepravity]

Bea gladly takes the drink, sipping it down. She had, most certainly, worked up quite the thirst. One tends to do that when they’re moaning their head off.

As the thumb traces over her pillowy lower lip, Wendy almost goes to take it in her mouth, before it’s pulled away. On command, arms still bound behind her, Wendy climbs to her feet. 6 foot 6, well toned abs, powerful legs… breasts bigger than her head, incredibly wide hips, &, were Tera to look into the mirror, a massive ass.

[royaldepravity]

Wendy has acknowledged Longcat. Which meant he has materialzed somewhere in the palace and now he is splooted at her heels.

“Awwww. My favorite, fuzzy friend.” Wendy coos, reaching down to scoop him up. “As always, you are a guest of honor here.”

[special-delivery-in-blue]

* Royaldepravity

The queen of the moons. Tom was conditioned to be wary of political figures, but Wendy was one of the few he knew he could trust on a personal level.

"The Queen. My employers want me to hold our side of the deal and give her any resources she requires within reason. We met under diplomatic intentions, but we have become friends since. Talk and listen to each other when time allows it. She trusts me, I trust her."

Despite being on first name basis, Tom will always continue to refer to her by her title. Respect still has to be shown to royalty. More so considering the usual... Scandals, the royals tend to get involved into. An agent representing an outside force appearing and calling her by her name is the least she needs.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Closed RP with @royaldepravity

Tera hovers a few inches off the ground, silently gliding through the grand halls of the Derse Royals' castle. It's been a while since she met with the Black Queen in person. She's all but forgotten the layout of this place... Not like it matters much. She just goes where her gut tells her to, like usual.

Tera soon arrives at the door to the Black Queen's private quarters. Right on time, too. Beatrice wanted to meet with her here for some reason. She didn't say anything about why in her message to Tera, so it was probably an ambush or well-planned assassination attempt or something... No, that wouldn't make sense. The Session has long been deemed Failed, there'd be no real reason to. Plus, it'd be an incredible waste of resources on Derse's part... Maybe Bea just wanted to talk? There wouldn't be much to discuss other than Tera's travels, and Bea probably has much more important things to concern herself with.

Sex? Is it sex? Tera's putting her money on sex.

Regardless of why, she's already here. Might as well get it over with.

Tera knocks on the door.

[royaldepravity]

"Don't feel the need... to hold back." Bea notes, really getting into it, breathing growing labored. "She's a sturdy little thing. If she wasn't so naturally submissive, I don't know that I'd have been able to dominate her. And she isn't even prototyped..." It's not too much longer before Bea climaxes, holding WQ's face tightly as she practically humps it. Robe falling open, exposing her impressive breasts, Bea falls onto her back, but doesn't stop until she's well & truly ridden through her orgasm. Though, even then, Wendy keeps going, & Bea eventually has to push her face away. "Enough, you ravenous little slut. Tera here will be taking care of you while I do some actual work. Don't worry that pretty, empty head about it. Just be a good girl & do what she says."

Pushes away, Wendy's lower face is absolutely soaked. If Tera looks, she can finally get a good look at the kneeling Queen's features. Sharp, striking, absolutely beautifully feminine. Absurdly plump lips, currently hanging open as she pants for breath. Eyes dull & glassy, still lost in the lustful bliss that has kept her here for longer than she realizes.

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Closed RP with @royaldepravity

Tera hovers a few inches off the ground, silently gliding through the grand halls of the Derse Royals' castle. It's been a while since she met with the Black Queen in person. She's all but forgotten the layout of this place... Not like it matters much. She just goes where her gut tells her to, like usual.

Tera soon arrives at the door to the Black Queen's private quarters. Right on time, too. Beatrice wanted to meet with her here for some reason. She didn't say anything about why in her message to Tera, so it was probably an ambush or well-planned assassination attempt or something... No, that wouldn't make sense. The Session has long been deemed Failed, there'd be no real reason to. Plus, it'd be an incredible waste of resources on Derse's part... Maybe Bea just wanted to talk? There wouldn't be much to discuss other than Tera's travels, and Bea probably has much more important things to concern herself with.

Sex? Is it sex? Tera's putting her money on sex.

Regardless of why, she's already here. Might as well get it over with.

Tera knocks on the door.

[royaldepravity]

"Come in." Is all the reply Tera gets.

As Tera enters, she will find the Royal Chambers of Derse quite opulently decorated. With the traditional color scheme of purple & black, ornate furnishings fit for a Queen line the room. Several armchairs near a small table, an ornate vanity, bookshelves, paintings, a fill length mirror. That last one, however, is not up against the wall, instead located just a few feet away from the foot of the massive bed. Staring into it, sitting at the edge, Bea was admiring the view, clad only in a deep purple bathrobe, her beautiful, elegant body just barely concealed by the fabric.

Of course, as vain as Bea was, she wasn't just looking at herself in the mirror. No, instead she was enjoying the full view of what was happening, at least, when she wasn't looking downward. Between her legs knelt what could only be a Prospitian Queen, though not the one from this session. She was taller, more muscular, & far curvier, to the point where one might question just how much work she'd had done, though the answer was none at all. Stripped entirely bare, save for a binder locking her arms behind her back, she was diligently & subserviently eating Bea out, a single hand stroking her scalp.

"Ah. There you are. Apologies if I don't stand to greet you. I've found a new toy, you see, & she is far too much fun to play with."

[aphrodisiancarnival]

you owe me a bag of chips. Shut up.

"I see," she replies, closing the door behind her. Tera curiously approaches the queens, her gaze affixed firmly on the lower of the two. Her eyes wander over the White Queen's well-toned muscles and exaggerated curves. If she wasn't busy servicing Bea, the Heir might've mistaken her for a marble statue.

"It's nice to see you again. Is this why you called me here?" she asks, motioning to Bea's newest plaything. This one was most certainly not from this session, not unless the White Queen that Tera knows started working out and eating more since the last time they've seen each other... Actually, she wouldn't put it past her, especially with the "unique" prototypings her co-players chose before entering.

[royaldepravity]

"More or less." Bea replied, finally turning to at least briefly acknowledge Tera. "This one has been keeping me entertained for the last week or so. So obedient, & so very, very well trained. Alas, I do have to get some actual work done. And I'm not about to let such a pretty, useful plaything go." "As such, I was wondering if you might be interested in keeping her busy for me? She was frightfully easy to charm, but I think that might have more to do with me than anything else. However, I fear that, without my attention, she might eventually come to her senses & try to leave. And that would be just dreadful."

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Tera hums, a soft, growling sound that comes from her chest. "... Yeah, I can babysit her for you," she says, resting her hand between the White Queen's shoulder blades. Her touch is surprisingly warm. "Maybe I could have some fun with you too, when you return? I have a few new toys of my own I'd like to share with you. I believe it's your turn to choose from them~" she purrs, smiling mischievously at Beatrice.

Tera's idea of fun usually involves the Queens' bodies and/or minds being temporarily altered in various lewd and kinky ways, usually involving some part of them growing in size. She even uses the various drugs and potions and machines and devices she's alchemized to help get herself off as well, when she's especially bored.

She would alchemize more permanent versions of her little stash of goodies, but she hasn't found a consistent way to do that yet.

[royaldepravity]

"I would consider it more like pet-sitting." Bea laughed, smile growing as Bea puts a hand on her kneeling toy. "And I was going to suggest just that. Of course, getting to play with such a delightful, built-to-fuck doll like her would be compensation enough for most, but I wouldn't want you to feel like you're getting the short end of the stick, so to speak. Once I'm done, I'd be happy to join you both." Wendy mumbles something as she feels Tera's hand on her back, only for Bea to give her a playful pat on the head. "Hush, pet. Your mouth has a more important job right now. And fuuuuck it's so good." Letting her head fall back, Bea begins grinding against Wendy's face. "That's right. You're in your proper place now. Right where you've always belonged."

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Closed RP with @royaldepravity

Tera hovers a few inches off the ground, silently gliding through the grand halls of the Derse Royals' castle. It's been a while since she met with the Black Queen in person. She's all but forgotten the layout of this place... Not like it matters much. She just goes where her gut tells her to, like usual.

Tera soon arrives at the door to the Black Queen's private quarters. Right on time, too. Beatrice wanted to meet with her here for some reason. She didn't say anything about why in her message to Tera, so it was probably an ambush or well-planned assassination attempt or something... No, that wouldn't make sense. The Session has long been deemed Failed, there'd be no real reason to. Plus, it'd be an incredible waste of resources on Derse's part... Maybe Bea just wanted to talk? There wouldn't be much to discuss other than Tera's travels, and Bea probably has much more important things to concern herself with.

Sex? Is it sex? Tera's putting her money on sex.

Regardless of why, she's already here. Might as well get it over with.

Tera knocks on the door.

[royaldepravity]

"Come in." Is all the reply Tera gets.

As Tera enters, she will find the Royal Chambers of Derse quite opulently decorated. With the traditional color scheme of purple & black, ornate furnishings fit for a Queen line the room. Several armchairs near a small table, an ornate vanity, bookshelves, paintings, a fill length mirror. That last one, however, is not up against the wall, instead located just a few feet away from the foot of the massive bed. Staring into it, sitting at the edge, Bea was admiring the view, clad only in a deep purple bathrobe, her beautiful, elegant body just barely concealed by the fabric.

Of course, as vain as Bea was, she wasn't just looking at herself in the mirror. No, instead she was enjoying the full view of what was happening, at least, when she wasn't looking downward. Between her legs knelt what could only be a Prospitian Queen, though not the one from this session. She was taller, more muscular, & far curvier, to the point where one might question just how much work she'd had done, though the answer was none at all. Stripped entirely bare, save for a binder locking her arms behind her back, she was diligently & subserviently eating Bea out, a single hand stroking her scalp.

"Ah. There you are. Apologies if I don't stand to greet you. I've found a new toy, you see, & she is far too much fun to play with."

[aphrodisiancarnival]

you owe me a bag of chips. Shut up.

"I see," she replies, closing the door behind her. Tera curiously approaches the queens, her gaze affixed firmly on the lower of the two. Her eyes wander over the White Queen's well-toned muscles and exaggerated curves. If she wasn't busy servicing Bea, the Heir might've mistaken her for a marble statue.

"It's nice to see you again. Is this why you called me here?" she asks, motioning to Bea's newest plaything. This one was most certainly not from this session, not unless the White Queen that Tera knows started working out and eating more since the last time they've seen each other... Actually, she wouldn't put it past her, especially with the "unique" prototypings her co-players chose before entering.

[royaldepravity]

"More or less." Bea replied, finally turning to at least briefly acknowledge Tera. "This one has been keeping me entertained for the last week or so. So obedient, & so very, very well trained. Alas, I do have to get some actual work done. And I'm not about to let such a pretty, useful plaything go." "As such, I was wondering if you might be interested in keeping her busy for me? She was frightfully easy to charm, but I think that might have more to do with me than anything else. However, I fear that, without my attention, she might eventually come to her senses & try to leave. And that would be just dreadful."

[aphrodisiancarnival]

Closed RP with @royaldepravity

Tera hovers a few inches off the ground, silently gliding through the grand halls of the Derse Royals' castle. It's been a while since she met with the Black Queen in person. She's all but forgotten the layout of this place... Not like it matters much. She just goes where her gut tells her to, like usual.

Tera soon arrives at the door to the Black Queen's private quarters. Right on time, too. Beatrice wanted to meet with her here for some reason. She didn't say anything about why in her message to Tera, so it was probably an ambush or well-planned assassination attempt or something... No, that wouldn't make sense. The Session has long been deemed Failed, there'd be no real reason to. Plus, it'd be an incredible waste of resources on Derse's part... Maybe Bea just wanted to talk? There wouldn't be much to discuss other than Tera's travels, and Bea probably has much more important things to concern herself with.

Sex? Is it sex? Tera's putting her money on sex.

Regardless of why, she's already here. Might as well get it over with.

Tera knocks on the door.

[royaldepravity]

"Come in." Is all the reply Tera gets.

As Tera enters, she will find the Royal Chambers of Derse quite opulently decorated. With the traditional color scheme of purple & black, ornate furnishings fit for a Queen line the room. Several armchairs near a small table, an ornate vanity, bookshelves, paintings, a fill length mirror. That last one, however, is not up against the wall, instead located just a few feet away from the foot of the massive bed. Staring into it, sitting at the edge, Bea was admiring the view, clad only in a deep purple bathrobe, her beautiful, elegant body just barely concealed by the fabric.

Of course, as vain as Bea was, she wasn't just looking at herself in the mirror. No, instead she was enjoying the full view of what was happening, at least, when she wasn't looking downward. Between her legs knelt what could only be a Prospitian Queen, though not the one from this session. She was taller, more muscular, & far curvier, to the point where one might question just how much work she'd had done, though the answer was none at all. Stripped entirely bare, save for a binder locking her arms behind her back, she was diligently & subserviently eating Bea out, a single hand stroking her scalp.

"Ah. There you are. Apologies if I don't stand to greet you. I've found a new toy, you see, & she is far too much fun to play with."