The Princess and the Penis


A femdom fairy story I printed elsewhere too.

As soon as upon a time there was a Prince who was good-looking, witty, type and intelligent. He was inheritor to a affluent Kingdom, the place the folks have been joyful and peaceable. The King and Queen owned many palaces, all of them gleaming with marble, with cellars stuffed with gold and silver, with jewels past depend. Actually, the Prince was the luckiest man alive aside from one factor: he had a laughably small penis.

When he was born, the court docket doctor had observed how tiny the royal todger seemed to be even for a child. However he reassured the King and Queen that every one could be effectively, when the Prince hit puberty. But puberty got here and went, and by the point he was 20, the Prince nonetheless had a cock little bigger than he had when he was a child, though now it stood up stiffly like a drawing pin every time the Prince acquired excited — which was typically.

The inheritor to a Kingdom wants an inheritor of his personal, so the King and Queen have been anxious to marry their solely son off as early as attainable. Stunning princesses got here from lands far and close to, however all had heard in regards to the Prince’s little drawback and all needed to see it earlier than turning into betrothed. Quickly sufficient, peals of girlish royal laughter would ring out by means of the palace, and the courtiers would hold their heads in despair, as one more royal carriage rattled rapidly away out of the palace gates, bearing a still-giggly princess within the again.

What have been they to do? As phrase unfold of the Prince’s embarrassing situation, the Kingdom turned often called ‘the Kingdom of the Prince with the laughably small penis’. From the lowliest beggar to the mightiest baron, the entire actual males within the Kingdom, sporting completely satisfactory deal with, discovered that they have been thought by foreigners to don’t have anything value talking of between their legs — and the ladies of the Kingdom needed to fend off overseas males keen to offer them the pork stuffing that they have been assumed to be missing.

However the years glided by, and the King and Queen despaired of ever discovering a phenomenal Princess to whom they might wed their darling son, together with his dainty dangling ding-dong.

Then sooner or later, a carriage drew up within the courtyard with a clattering and a rattling that roused the entire palace. This was uncommon in itself, because it had been years since any princesses visited. Extra uncommon nonetheless, the motive force and footmen — footpeople — on the carriage have been all girls. Often, princesses have been accompanied by good-looking younger males, who would sit making gestures in direction of their ample, bulging trouser treasure, whereas the Princess was inside attempting to regulate her laughter. But this carriage was accompanied solely by tall, moderately serious-looking girls.

One acquired down and opened the door, shouting out “Her Highness the Crown Princess of Femlandia!”. And down from the carriage emerged a younger woman of uncommon magnificence and nonetheless rarer richness of garment, whose countenance was sterner nonetheless than these of her minionettes. She appeared round her, with a bored and faintly contemptuous expression.

“The place’s little dick, then?” she enquired of nobody specifically.

“Erm… our son prefers to go by his given title of Richard” puffed the King, who had come operating out of the palace to greet his visitor.

“The place’s little dick Richard, then?” the Princess requested, fixing his watery blue eyes with a degree stare from her swimming pools of metal gray.

“Er… effectively, there…” the King started, pointing feebly in direction of the South Jap tower of the palace, however the Princess and a number of other of her entourage had already swept off and have been getting into the constructing.

In his room, Prince Richard was sitting quietly within the gloom, feeling unhappy and ineffective, as he typically did. Had it been 700 years later, he would most likely have been wanking round to no function on the Web, however in these benighted days there was nothing higher to do when losing time than watch the dust-motes dancing in sunbeams, so this was what he was doing.

There was a peremptory knock and the Princess swept in, accompanied by two tall blonde courtiers, wearing navy regalia and sporting swords.

“Who… who’re you?” stammered Prince Richard, which was odd as a result of he had not beforehand had a speech obstacle of any type.

“Princess Valerie of Femlandia” got here the curt response. “Right here to examine the products. Trousers down.”

“Er… Princess, you realise… in fact… that I do not actually have a lot to — ” started Richard, questioning the place on earth that stammer had come from.

“Not one thing that basically bothers me, to be sincere”, the Princess replied, smiling barely at one of many feminine troopers at her facet, who blushed and returned the smile extra totally.

“But it surely’s as effectively to see what I am getting. Trousers down — or my guards right here will take them down for you.”

The Prince reluctantly did as he was bidden, and stood there, his legs illuminated by a sunbeam. There was silence within the room, which was ultimately damaged by the Princess.

“And the pants”, she snapped. “Clearly. Moron.”

The Prince hurriedly lowered his pants as effectively.

Because it was darkish within the room all three girls leant ahead for a more in-depth look and at nearly precisely the identical time, each of the feminine troopers burst out laughing.

“Oh shush!” the Princess tutted, however smiled herself and was clearly probably not cross with the 2 blonde warriors, who stifled their giggles and introduced themselves to a semblance of consideration.

“Higher” nodded the Princess, patting considered one of them gently on the underside, and stepped ahead, bringing out a magnifying glass that she had thoughtfully supplied for herself, and examined the matter at hand extra intently.

“Hmmm” she stated, then spoke no extra for a number of minutes.

She reached out and roughly grabbed the Prince’s hair, jerking his head ahead in order that he was staring straight at her milky and ample (however not extreme) bosom. Then she let go, and continued her magnified examination. The Princely prick had turn out to be erect and had doubled in dimension to nearly nothing in any respect.

“Hmmm” she stated once more after which sighed.

“Just about as anticipated, I suppose.”

“However… however you are not laughing?” prompted the Prince.

Princess Valerie shook her head decisively.

“Haven’t got a lot of a way of humour, actually. Everybody says so. Particularly the place males are involved” and an expression of contempt came visiting her face, and her hand involuntarily jerked barely, as if flicking a conductor’s baton, or maybe a driving whip.

She clasped each arms behind her again and stared straight into the Prince’s face.

“Would you prefer it to be… greater? To really feel like there’s extra down there?”

“Oh… oh sure, Princess”, stammered the Prince questioning if he had by some means been cursed to repeat the primary phrase of each sentence he spoke for the remainder of his life.

The Princess smiled a mirthless smile.

“I can sort things so you could have extra down there than you even need. That you’re going to be wishing for it to be smaller… would you want me to do this?”

“Oh, oh sure please Princess Valerie”, the Prince replied. “I would like that greater than something on the planet. I would do something.”

“Good” the Princess, stated. “Marry me.”

“Based on the standard customs of Femlandia, clearly” she added.

“The, erm.. conventional customs of Femlandia?” the Prince quavered. “I’ve heard these are, effectively, that they are… moderately strict. To males, anyway.”

“Strict sufficient.” nodded the Princess. “Males deserve it, I discover. Look: would you like an inconveniently giant cock or not? Additionally — and I won’t have talked about this — after we rule right here collectively, your penis would be the largest within the palace. Would you want that, too?”

“Sure — oh sure, Princess, please” implored the Prince. “Are you going to going to carry out a magic spell?”

“It is extra within the nature of a magical ring” replied the Princess, holding her hand out for a shiny metallic object that considered one of her guards handed her.

“Legs aside”

She busied herself with the gadget, whereas the Prince gasped on the contact of chilly metallic and immediately felt his prick soften again to its earlier (nearly microscopic) dimension.

“Is it a magical ring from your individual nation of Femlandia?” he enquired, attempting to not wince as he felt sharp pains and a weight as from a thick band of iron tugging at his nonentity.

“Not precisely”, the Princess replied, working away with an allen key (she was a well-equipped Princess, as befitted somebody who was the tyrannical honorary chief of the boy scouts motion of Femlandia). “You would possibly say it is from the far-off fabled land of Hind. It is referred to as a Kali’s Enamel bracelet. There — it is executed.”

She stood again up and gazed down at her handiwork. The Prince’s little disappointment was nearly totally invisible for actual this time, swathed because it was in a thick band of iron, studded with… effectively, studs. The load of it pulled down uncomfortably, nevertheless it was not as uncomfortable because the sharp pins digging into the tender flesh.

“Errr” the worth began, however his hair was grabbed roughly as soon as extra and his face jerked forwards, this time truly being pressed down into the Princess’s personal heat, tender bosom. One of many guards appeared barely offended, however stared straight forward.

Inevitably issues began to develop because the Prince felt a surge of pleasure after which — a pointy, stabbing ache in his tenderest elements! And one other! And one other! Because the Princess rubbed his face throughout her bosom, his nostril urgent down deep into her cleavage, the Prince felt as if each nerve in his stiffening member was screaming the identical music of agony.

A shriek got here out of his mouth and he collapsed to the ground.

“Make it cease! Oh please, please make it cease!” he gasped,

The Princess kneeled down beside him.

“It will cease whenever you’re smaller once more” she murmured.

“Oh!” moaned the Prince, in torment “Oh how I want my penis have been smaller””

“Will probably be,” nodded the Princess, standing again up.

A couple of minutes later the Prince stood earlier than her once more, panting barely and brushing the tears from his cheeks.

“See?” the Princess enquired, brightly. “You wished for it to be smaller.”

“Properly, in a way of talking” the Prince grumbled, feeling that one thing was not fairly proper.

“So now you marry me” added the Princess.

The Prince drew himself as much as his full top and spoke with as a lot dignity as is feasible, with a tear-stained face and a heavy spiked ring mounted to your genitals.

“Actually not.” he sniffed. “It was a trick.”

The Princess sighed and nodded to considered one of her guards, who saluted and left the chamber, closing the door behind her. The tall blonde soldier stood outdoors for fifteen minutes, as varied unusual sounds — thuds, and cracks and moans and cries – emanated from inside, however stood quick, stopping any of the curious courtiers from having access to discover out what was happening.

Finally the door was flung open and the second guard introduced “Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess of Femlandia and her Prince Consort-to-be”

Out strode Princess Valerie, accompanied by a shuffling, shambling Prince Richard.

The King and Queen appeared up in shock from the underside of the steps.

“Betrothed.” Princess Valerie knowledgeable them, smugly. “Based on the standard customs of Femlandia”

“I can see that” muttered the King, because the Prince raised his head barely to reveal a heavy iron collar, with a sequence sneaking off in direction of the Princess’s left hand. “I’ve heard about these traditions of yours.”

“Richard!” the Queen referred to as up sharply. “Do you consent to this?”

The Prince consort-to-be glanced at his fiancée, who nodded imperceptibly.

“Sure mama”, he replied, dejectedly. “I made a deal. She… did one thing that made me, effectively, made me uncomfortably giant. You realize. Down there.”

“I can see that, too!” exclaimed the King, as a heavy cylindrical object distorted the road of the Prince’s trousers. “Wow!”

“Properly, my boy, we should start the celebrations instantly! Let the phrase exit to all 4 quarters of the Kingdom that the stunning Princess, er… the stunning Princess..?”

However the beautiful Princess and her followers — a phrase that now consists of younger Richard — have been heading to her coach. The Princess climbed straight in, leaving Richard to be secured to the facet by his collar.

“Goodbye dearest mother-to-be!” she referred to as out. “And also you, too”, she added with a glance of disgust on the King.

“However, however… you’ll return, will you not?” the King gasped.

“In fact!” she referred to as out, drawing her head again contained in the coach and giving the sign to maneuver off. The horses began to show the carriage round, and Richard jogged round with it.

“However when?” each dad and mom wailed, at precisely the identical time.

“Once you’re DEAD, clearly!” got here the cry from inside, and the whips cracked over the horses (by chance catching Richard a nasty lower throughout the shoulder) and the carriage lurched out of the courtyard, the inheritor to the Kingdom desperately galloping alongside.

….

A number of years handed. The King and Queen grew previous earlier than their time, worn down by the cares their inadequately-equipped son had introduced them. Wealthy males, effectively conscious of what Femlandian rule would deliver, paid for the best medical specialists to return and deal with them, however in a number of years the Queen had died of sorrow and the King was on his deathbed.

Some makes an attempt had been made to arrange the Kingdom for Femlandian rule. There was a girl prime minister (however she wasn’t excellent, being neither robust nor steady) and lots of companies had been remodeled to feminine possession. In faculties, ladies have been educated in sciences and enterprise, whereas boys have been taught needlework, cooking and learn how to simper attractively.

Nonetheless, all males knew that the rule of Empress Valerie the Vicious and Merciless of Femlandia would deliver an finish to the honest and joyful land that they had identified all their lives. The tales popping out of the Empire have been too alarming to not take severely, and in spite of everything, males informed each other, any empress who selected for herself the moniker ‘the vicious and merciless’ was most likely no pussycat.

However regardless of the perfect efforts of his physicians, the King wasted and died. And some days later, the armies of Femlandia invaded, receiving the give up of the native militia forces with little mercy, a lot brutality and a reasonable quantity of violent sexual abuse.

The identical carriage swept again into the identical courtyard, now embellished with the brutal purple, white and black image of Her Imperial Highness, Empress Valerie the Vicious and Merciless, Oppressor of the Western Isles, Scourge of the Northern Wastes and Terror of the Jap Deserts, to offer her her full title. And trotting alongside along side the carriage, the Prince Consort: older, significantly extra scarred and with Her Imperial sigil burned proudly into his flesh – however nonetheless recognisably Prince Richard.

The Empress descended once more and gazed round her with fierce pleasure.

“I made you one different promise, maggot!” she referred to as to her long-suffering (oh, however she’d barely began) husband. “Do you recall?”

He appeared confused, and shook his head sorrowfully.

Empress Valerie laughed.

(Do you recall her promise, reader? Not merely that he would have a penis that was uncomfortably giant. That he acquired the very day he met his wife-to-be, and had nonetheless, because the bracelet of the Goddess Kali had not left his flesh since that fateful day.

No, the Princess had additionally promised that when she and her blushing bridegroom lastly reigned collectively (in a way of talking) that he would have the most important penis within the palace. Do you do not forget that now, pricey reader? As a result of there will probably be a check. And penalties.)

And the Empress, as she now was, all the time stored her guarantees. When she needed to, anyway.

“Lock the palace gates” the Empress referred to as. “And summon the Imperial Gelding Squadron”.

She appeared across the courtyard, on the males standing, or kneeling… mute, anxious, frightened. She smiled, in satisfaction.

“They’ve work to do.”

And so they all lived happi… effectively, not all of them, clearly, however a few of them have been joyful, I suppose, among the girls anyway, and, look, She actually lived very, very Fortunately Ever After, OK? And that’s what issues.