Prince to princess

[pornomancer]

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ok, its arnold. i keep calling him arthur, i dont know why. idiotic of me

Anya sneers as Arienne brags about her supposed prowness when she was Archibald. 'I always figured that those courtiers would say anything to curry favor with you. You were worthless, so I figured your skill with your tongue was what attracted that, and I don't mean what you just did with me...'

At least now Arienne figures that the main objective first would be to go find Arnold. It was disturbing that Archibald was to wield such power if the rites were conducted on him, and that it seemed to be irreversible. While the rites were one-use rituals, the schools unlocked were permanent.... and with enough time, the corruption from power would grow within Arienne.

'Good outfit!' Sylanna says happily, the beautiful blonde coming down the stairs to the bath. 'We can rest here first before leaving in the morning. We need at least two horses, and some guards and maybe some warhounds with us. How many do you think we should bring with us?'

[Firehead]

Arienne chuckles as she dresses and her sister acted incredulous about her skills as a lover. "Why shouldn't I learn such tricks? I could easily order most of the castle staff into my bed but to have them return of their own desire was quite the treat. It had a way of stroking the Ego in a pleasing manner."

Still, she hoped she wouldn't encounter any trouble from people trying to force these rites on her. Getting all of the schools within her and becoming the catalyst for an event that would end their world as they knew it was far from the legacy she wanted to have.

Turning to Sylanna, Arienne gives a slight pose. "Yes, I thought it was a good fit." Arienne was glad to hear they could rest for the night though she found herself a bit weary as the conversation turn to logistics. "Yes, I guess we should make certain things can be prepared in the morning. I don't want to take a huge procession that'll bring attention to us and weigh us down with supplies. Maybe six or so guards, two warhounds, and three horses."

[pornomancer]

Anya sniffles. 'Ya, ok, that makes sense. Enough to stand in a fight, not too large to get hunted. But you can't really hide in this case.'

With that, Anya leaves Arienne and Sylanna to take their leave. The parting sentiment of Anya were of concern to Arienne of course, with the fact that Arienne could have Rites cast upon her with or without her consent, and opening up another Singularity would result in an empowered demonic invasion. Which, obviously, may not be a good thing.

Sylanna coughed slightly, calling Ariennes attention. 'My.... uh, princess, I guess.... we can check on the troops now, or you can go get some rest while I handle the logistics. What would you prefer?'

[Firehead]

"Yes, we won't be able to hide, but you can't have everything, and even if we could hide, we couldn't guarantee we wouldn't be discovered anyway."

Arienne nodded politely as her sister left. She could tell the High Priestess was still concerned about the possibility of the rites being performed, but the only way to prevent that would be to hide herself away, and Anya's forces were probably stretched to their limit as it was, so using resources to hide Arienne would probably be as good as letting the horde keep the Kingdom.

Arienne was pulled from her thoughts by Sylanna's cough. "Right, the troops. After everything that's happened, I'm feeling weary, so I'll leave the troops to you. Just make sure you get a good nights rest. We can't afford anyone being exhausted tomorrow."

[pornomancer]

Sylanna nods and takes her leave to brief the selected soldiers before getting some rest, and Arienne retires to her assigned room yourself. Nothing much happened over the night, and she awoke the next morning, a woman.

And a woman with a swelling belly. Looking down, Arienne noticed that your belly is slightly larger than when she went to sleep, and with a thrill she realized that she's carrying life within her once more! The guards fucking Arienne yesterday may have wished to experience the strange joy of being a woman, but their virility caused Arienne to experience the new joy for herself once again!

Rubbing her swelling belly slightly, Arienne can feel the latent power of the guards blocked to her slightly. It seems like she could have changed to a man earlier on when the guards power still was infused in her, possibly preventing the pregnancy... but now, that option is beyond her. By the end of the day, she would likely give birth again.

Stepping up to the main hall, Sylanna raises an eyebrow to Arienne, noting her swelling belly. 'Again? Well, you're not the only one. One of our warhounds has made a woman a mother,' she says, pointing at the beautiful brunette inquisitor who had now removed her cuirass and was going around in a halter bra and shorts, caressing her own swelling belly. 'Anyways, we should select our route to your brother. I consolidated some intelligence from the inquisitors about our surroundings. We can either travel along the marshes, charge through the forests, risk going along the main road or trek through the caverns below.'

Marshes:
Risk of Horde detection: 30% per 1/2 day
Risk of local encounter (beastmen): 50% per 1/2 day

Jungles:
Risk of Horde detection: 15% per 1/2 day
Risk of local encounter (beasts/animals): 70% per 1/2 day

Mainroad:
Risk of Horde detection: 50% per 1/2 day
Risk of local encounter (undead): 50% per 1/2 day

Caverns
Risk of Horde detection: 5% per 1/2 day
Risk of local encounter (goblin/kobolds): 70% per 1/2 day

[Firehead]

Moving to her room, Arienne lay down and quickly feel into unconsciousness as all of the days activities caught up with her. She had likely experienced more in this one day than she had during most months as Archibald. Her sleep was restful, and she could not remember dreaming when she woke up.

Perhaps part of her exhaustion was due to the life growing within her as she looked down at the swell of her belly. Her hand rubbed at the baby bump unsure of which guard was responsible for the new life growing within her. She could feel the power to turn back to Archibald blocked by the life growing within her, but she was sure she'd be giving birth within the next day, and after that, she could give the men that were with her the experience she'd chosen to deny them yesterday.

She noticed Sylanna's look and shrugged even giggling a bit when she learned the woman that had laid with the warhound was also pregnant. By the time she got back, there would be at least on more sentinel. She nodded as Sylanna got to business telling her of the options they had for routes. "The marshes and roads are swarming with horde scouts. The caverns give us the least chance of the Horde catching our trail, but our limited vision in the dark and as I recall, goblins and kobolds are both fond of traps and ambushes could put us at risk. Let's head through the Jungles. Any idea how long a trip we're looking at?"

[pornomancer]

Two days, two babies. And many more knocked up. At least with the intense magic unleashed by the Horde, repopulating Vigothia would be very fast.

Sylanna looks askance at Ariennes swelling belly, impressed by her fertility. "Ok, so, you seem to get knocked up quite easily... as does any girl in your presence. Normally it takes many loads of cum befire we may get pregnant... yet the first load dumped into Vivienne, the guarsman and Ravenna sees their bellies swelling with life. Maybe you've got a secret power in you...'

Oh, great. A hidden School of Fertility? That would be bad. Arnold would know more. Sylanna continues talking as Arienne absorbs the implications of that offhanded comment. 'The jungles are a good choice, provided we manage the density of animals there. Most of them would not be inherently hostile, but we would need to ensure they dont become hostile. Breanne taught me some ways of taming wild animals... the key is to make them view us not just as threats or breeding materials, but as masters that provide them with what they need and cannot take for themselves. Food, protection, shelter... sex, obviously, but right now priorities are the main ones. We may need to raid some horde stockpiles of chickens or forage for food along the way. It will take us 6 days anyways to get to Arnold, but we will have to manage our encounters. I've gotten everything ready, so we can move out at your convenience.'

System:
Birth: 5 days. Accelerate by 1/3 day per cum load ingested.
2 time units per day active, 1 time unit for sleep
Can rush through sleep time, at expense of doubling encounter risk table

[Firehead]

Arienne nods, "Yes, I guess I never thought about it much. It never was very important to me what happened after. Now it's happening to me." She wasn't too sure of what the other schools were, but that was all the more reason to find Arnold quickly. "Raiding the horde's food supplies risks drawing their attention though. I'm not against it, but foraging sounds like the safer option if we can stick to that." She nodded upon hearing they were all ready to set out. "Yes, we'll not want too much delay, but I should get breakfast before we go especially considering I'm with child." Her hand moved back down to her belly again feeling the curve which she was sure would grow larger before the end of the day. "Tell the men we'll be moving out in a half hour. They're free until then." With that, she sought out where the food was hoping to have a quick, quiet meal before she left.

[pornomancer]

Sylanna snickered at the notion that Archibald never cared about knocking up all the various sluts he fucked. 'Turnabouts a fair play eh, now that its your turn to get fat with babies. Lucky for me I like breeding as well, otherwise it'd be really irritating travelling with you.... given how likely it is that we'll be fucking our way through the forest.'

Well, at least Sylanna was honest about how this mission was going to play out. Though she did not speak about the Horde.... if there was going to be any trouble, the Horde would be much more difficult to deal with than the forest creatures. Not like the forest might be that easy anyways. While some of the creatures encountered would be hostile, some would not be.... and dealing with them on a case by case basis would be important. And with the density of wild animals still in the untamed forests of Vigothia, that would be common.

Managing the forests and the beasts was the purview of the Hunters Guild, who had the Royal Writ for harvesting the animals and the wealth of the Royal Reserve, so long as the wild animals were not threatening the villages. The Alrics supposedly had a deal with the dryad queens of the forests, who ruled the forests with a lax hand. But with the invasion now, it was questionable if the Hunters Guild even wanted to keep working.... and that would leave the forests running wild.

Thoughts of managing the forest lands were in Ariennes head as she headed to the mess hall, where several inquisitors were eating food, along with a few refugees, who were complaining loudly about the Hordes movements and spread since the sacking of Midard. Vivienne was also there, and she seemed to be experienced with the Hunters Guild in the past, if the scattered bits of information you recall from idle conversations overheard were any indication.

[Firehead]

She smirked back as Sylanna mentioned liking being bred. "I wonder if that easy pregnancy thing will keep going if I ever find how to turn back to my old self more permanently? That transformed guard was knocked up while I was a male after all. As for the forests, we'll have to see how much trouble the wildlife gives us." She found herself wondering just what kind of trouble they'd be seeing and from what but figured she wouldn't know until they encountered it.

With the horde about, there would be a lot of effort spent escaping or fighting the horde which probably left the forest creatures untended. Arienne's body shivered as she thought about taking some time to take care of that problem. Perhaps they could even tame a few critters to work with them in fighting against the horde.

There was a slight buzz of arousal going through her by the time she reached the mess hall to get herself breakfast. Getting her food, she could hear complaints from the refugees. It seemed they had some knowledge of the horde's movements which could help them in avoiding notice at least for a little bit, but it certainly seemed like just the kind of information she could use to make her trip even just a little safer. Taking a seat nearby, she listened in wondering if any of the horde were near the forests she'd be sneaking through.

[pornomancer]

Arienne hears Sylanna muttering something about 'Archibalds numberless bastards' as she walks away, so maybe Archibalds fertility had left many a woman with a swelling belly after he had his fun. Then again, most would be sentinels, so at least there wasnt a small army of little Archibalds running around causing havoc .. he hoped.

Sitting next to the refugees, Arienne could hear them complaining loudly. 'The border garrisons barely put up a fight! The first sight of the Horde Champions caused every Sentinel to collapse, leaving the officers scurrying back as quickly as they could! At least the Horde advanced so quickly that they didnt do any consolidation on their march in, so most of the villages and small towns were left alone, but the Barons are now besieged in their castles!' one man was saying unhappily.

His meal companion nodded glumly at that. 'Yeah, it looks like the barons all retreated to their keeps once their Sentinel Cohorts collapsed. Unfortunately, the hope that the Midard forces would break out failed as well. I hear that the Horde is not entertaining thoughts of surrender, and each arm of the Horde is besieging a different barony, hoping to win glory for the Grandmaster.'

At least it sounds like most of the Horde is occupied besieging the baronies. So they definitely do not have resources to move into the forests. Eavesdropping seemed to be giving limited information, so if Arienne wanted to know more she may have to actually steer the conversation directly.

[Firehead]

Arienne smirks to herself as Sylanna mentions Archibald's bastards. Apparently, the fertility of those around her had little to do with becoming a woman. It is probably a good thing that such children would be sentinels otherwise Father would have had conniptions about the number of royal bastards running about.

Sitting nearby the refugees, she starts listening into their conversation. Seemed most of the Horde were busy trying to lay siege on the remaining baronies of the kingdom which was good. It meant the kingdom was still resisting even after the fall of the capital, and the horde had bigger things to worry about than some people wandering the forests like this. Still, they hadn't provided quite as much as she had hoped for leaving her to decide. She could try to get them to discuss more about the horde and see if they knew anything more valuable, or she could finish up her meal and consider the evesdropping good enough.

Her tropes were waiting to leave as soon as she finished breakfast though, so she figured it was necessary not to use up too much time. There was no guarantee they had any more information or would be willing to share it with her, and she certainly didn't feel she had time to be indulging them further to get any information. Finishing up her meal, she put her stuff away and headed out ready to begin the next leg of this adventure.

[pornomancer]

Leaving the mess hall, Arienne meets Sylanna and the soldiers with her. Six guardsmen, two warhounds and three horses stood ready, with enough supplies for two days of travel. With six days of travel ahead of the troops, foraging for supplies halfway would be necessary.

The guardsmen glanced down at Ariennes belly, noting with interest that it was swelling up. 'One of us did that? Does that mean..... we'll get to experience that too soon?' the man asked, a note of hope in his voice. He glanced at Sylanna, who was affectionately stroking the fur of one of the warhounds, a look of.... affection.... between the two. It seems that the guards seemed.... singularly obsessed... after their encounter with being women. Something Arienne would have to at least address and acknowledge as the group started their journey out of the forest.