SwampThing
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It is the young Princess's coming of age night. Tender and innocent though she is, the Princess is finally old enough to be shown to the men. But that ceremony is for tomorrow. Tonight is for the Princess herself, for her friends and handmaidens.
Molly is a handmaiden to the Princess. She lives to please her mistress, brushing her hair, bathing her, dressing and undressing her, feeding her, plesaing her in every way she knows how. Molly and her sister handmaidens were cloned from the princess, and what one of them feels, they all feel. When the Princess pricks her finger, Molly is pained. When Molly dips her own hand in cool water, the Princess is soothed. Even now, walking to the Princess's chamber, Molly feels thrills of delight run along her pale, delicate skin. She wonderes what the other handmaidens are doing to make her feel this way. She imagines them dressing slowly in silk, and feeling the evening wind on their young bodies.
At the top of the tower, Molly enters the Princess's chamber. Her long, dark braids frame her sweet, freckled face. Her green eyes sparkle as she looks at her young mistress. She gently sets down the many coloured packages she is carrying. "So many gifts for you Princess! So many new clothes to try on for tomorrow's coming-out party!" She smooths her sheer silk nightdress over her llithe body, her flat stomach, her firm little thighs. The nightdress barely covers anything of her long, slender legs.
Molly goes to the Princess. "Your friends will be arriving shortly mistress. Do you wish me to bathe you before your party?"
OOC: So I'm looking for a young Princess, her friends and handmaidens for a slumber party. Girls only for now, although guys will have their chance at the Princess's coming-out party the next day.
Molly is a handmaiden to the Princess. She lives to please her mistress, brushing her hair, bathing her, dressing and undressing her, feeding her, plesaing her in every way she knows how. Molly and her sister handmaidens were cloned from the princess, and what one of them feels, they all feel. When the Princess pricks her finger, Molly is pained. When Molly dips her own hand in cool water, the Princess is soothed. Even now, walking to the Princess's chamber, Molly feels thrills of delight run along her pale, delicate skin. She wonderes what the other handmaidens are doing to make her feel this way. She imagines them dressing slowly in silk, and feeling the evening wind on their young bodies.
At the top of the tower, Molly enters the Princess's chamber. Her long, dark braids frame her sweet, freckled face. Her green eyes sparkle as she looks at her young mistress. She gently sets down the many coloured packages she is carrying. "So many gifts for you Princess! So many new clothes to try on for tomorrow's coming-out party!" She smooths her sheer silk nightdress over her llithe body, her flat stomach, her firm little thighs. The nightdress barely covers anything of her long, slender legs.
Molly goes to the Princess. "Your friends will be arriving shortly mistress. Do you wish me to bathe you before your party?"
OOC: So I'm looking for a young Princess, her friends and handmaidens for a slumber party. Girls only for now, although guys will have their chance at the Princess's coming-out party the next day.