by Earthling » Fri Jul 28, 2017 1:27 pm
Snatching the dress from the tailors hands the proud princess strides into the changing room and begins to undress, and ponder on the fate of her sister. Hoping that she's alright still.
The thought of what the demonic Basq could be doing to her twin made her shudder... And blush, and she could feel a small shameful arousal growing in her as her mind raced... Those big cocks, ravaging her relentlessly... She remembered how she early in the war stormed a convent to rescue the captured nuns, just to catch them in the middle of an orgy. The image of the nuns blissful faces, and the smell, had etched itself into her mind.
Shaking to clear her head she finished undressing and put on the new outfit, and stepped out, blushing of embarrassment.
"I-Its... Quite drafty."