Mixed Stories

An Overdose of Lust and a Peeping Princess

It was a quiet day in the mountainous kingdom of Kasha, the princess Akiri (A-key-ree) was making her normal rounds of the castle, checking on perpetration's for an event that was happening the day after next. Akiri had just left the kitchen after checking on the banquet perpetration when a man in full knights chain-mail walked quickly past her, he had nearly black eyes, tinged with flecks of silver at the edges, his hair was a bit shaggy, dark brown in color and with just the barest hints of a redish tinge at the ends. The knight was known around the castle as Captain Morgan, an old knight who had fought a thousand battles and had lived to tell about it, his body was littered with scars under his chainmail, including one right over his heart, the story of which he refused to ever tell.

He was also in charge of the Princess's safety and one of her good friends despite her not actually knowing him that well, when he could he always stopped to chat for a few moments. When he couldn't, that usually meant that something was wrong. The princess smiled and raised her hand to greet her friend but before she could open her mouth the guard was already around the corner and out of sight, pouting slightly the princess lowered her hand and stood there in the hall for a few seconds, a little dejected before her stubbornness took over and she started walking quickly after the guard to say a good morning to him and to ask him what was wrong.

(cut to Morgan)

Of all the stupid things i had to do! The disguised Changeling cursed in his head as he rushed down the hall, using years of expertise to avoid crashing into anyone as he made his way back to his room, i get hungry the moment i find a room just filled with emotion and it turns out to be freaking LUST The male struggled not to show any outward sign of emotion as he made his way quickly back to his chambers within the castle. He could feel the emotions he had absorbed spreading through his body, bringing energy with them and making his nerves tingle.

Despite Lust actually being the emotion his body was able to process the best the after effects of consuming such an ammount as he had were not fun to deal with when you were surrounded by people and not in your own skin... so to speak. Morgan almost let out a sigh of relife as he spotted the doors to his room, he could already feel the emotions he had eaten starting to work their way back through his body, sending pleasurable tingles of energy through his very core. His human disguise weakened slightly, allowing the whites of his eyes to fade into their normal grey.

The flux of pleasure had moved from his toes and fingertips up towards his core, exciting every nerve that they came into contact with and causing a low groan to escape the Changeling guard, he pushed open the door to his room, barely able to shut it in time as the full force of a room full of Lust hit him like a sack of bricks. His human guise fell apart and his body turned back into that of his Changeling self, his hair now a mess of walnut colored feathers tipped with red and splashes of yellow. His scaled skin was a much lighter brown then his feathered head, it was more of a pale caramel color with some of his scales being a little bit darker, the scars on his battle worn body being almost the same color of his hair.

Pulling the lightweight chain-mail off and letting it drop to the floor the undisguised changeling fell atop his bed, panting with heat and groaning ever so sweetly as lust and pleasure attacked his nerve-system. His calloused four fingered hand slipped down his stomach, enticing a groan from the male as he closed his eyes and rubbed his swelling pocket, his c**k within and quickly slipping out of the protection his body naturally offered. Already slick with arousal the male changeling wasted no time in warping his hand around the red appendage, it curling over the tips of his fingers, wiggling and moving on its own as the changeling jerked himself off, enjoying the aftereffects of feeding on his chosen emotions while his body simply absorbed the energy.

He had however forgotten one very important thing in his haste to get himself into his room and in the wonderful throws of pleasure, he had forgotten to lock the door.

And now Akiri was wide eyed and staring through the keyhole at the creature she once thought of as her close friend, not beliving what she was seeing, her mouth became moist and the area between her legs started to tingle and twitch, quickly becoming wet as she watched Captain Morgan, in his true form, moaning and slowly jerking himself off.

She had never seen a creature like him before, with both scales, feathers and a pair of horns that even now glowed faintly, she quickly knew what she was going to do. Now all she had to figure out was how to get that handsome creature to f**k her.