Future meets Past (Closed)

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A top secret branch of the American military was set up to attempt to open wormholes, or portals to other dimensions in order to expand their supply of resources for growth. A natural tear in the fabric of reality was discovered near New York, New York boosting the branch's success of being able to harness dimensional travel. After a few months a facility was built which would allow them to travel back and forth in the tunnel. Two probes were successful at finding a stable point to run the first travel trial between the current dimension and another. The dimension was had been discovered lead to a prehistoric world finding with many dangerous creatures..

Derek Rhinehart was born in the year 2078. Strict population controls had been in place to where families could only have one child. However his parents broke the law by having two children and both was taken away, placed in an orphanage. Despite the dire conditions, Derek remained happy and always had an eagerness to learn all he could. Feeling the need to get away from the static situation of the orphanage, he enrolled into the military at the age of 17, the earliest they allowed. He was hand-picked as a scout for the top secret program, nicknamed Line Runner. He spent most of his time learning everything he could about the job, improving his skills as much as he could. His dream of exploring finally came true when the Rift was discovered, becoming the first to volunteer for the maiden voyage through the Rift.

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March 5, 3008

Derek took a deep breathe as he looked at the glowing green pool of energy ringed by a metal circle at the end of a very long walkway. Though he was only a short distance from it, the pool looked very large to him. He was going to be the first human to go through the portal and he only had a vague clue of what to expect. The air was supposed to be clear of pollutants, and a much cleaner world overall. He shook his head for a moment and turned to go through the supplies that had been packed for him to take.

A battery-powered quad was the standard for exploration missions like his. The quad was built light, able to carry two passengers if needed. Attached to the quad was small trailer with enough supplies for a week. Painted on the side of the small trailer and front left bumper was the Line Runner's symbol, a red sword within a light brown circular gear.

With everything was in order, he double-checked his personal equipment. His uniform was a digitized pattern of multiple shades of green on the top and pants. A small palm-size computer was in his right breast pocket while the rest of his other pockets were empty. He wore brown-colored body armor which was woven with materials which could turn aside any bladed implements and stop any caliber bullet up to a 7.62 round. His standard issue side-arm was a sonic pulse pistol, housed on his right hip in a jet black holster. An electronic pulse rifle was slung across his back, equipped with a black vinyl sling. Hanging from his waist was a sheathed ten-inch combat knife with a titanium-carbon steel mixture blade, and two frag grenades. A full camelbak of water was slung over his back, the drinking tube clipped to the front of his vest.

"Everything is set for you to move out Sgt. Rhinehart."
"Roger, moving out."

He took a sip of water as he tapped the comm-piece in his ear to turn it off. He took another deep breathe as he climbed onto the quad, feeling a mixture of dread and excitement at what he would find beyond the portal. It would be interesting to feel what actual wind would feel like blowing his short brown hair. He gunned the engine and moved forward towards the portal slowly, it's surface barely rippling. The quad had just made it into the portal when the entire system surged with an energy spike. Physically, John felt as if his entire being was being rewritten entirely. The passage was successful for Derek and his equipment, but he was cut off as the rip resettled itself to a different dimension than planned.

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An ornate carriage traveled slowly and leisurely down a well worn dirt road. Inside was King Henry, his second wife, and their soon to be married 18 year old daughter. Henry was nearly 45, and is somewhat good health. Somewhat meant that he had managed to survive the plague that had hit his kingdom fifteen years earlier, with devastating results. Nearly half the kingdom's population was killed, including his daughter's mother. He had gotten the plague as well, but had managed to survive it. However, it aged him prematurely and made him sterile as well as unable to have sex.

Not knowing this, he remarried shortly after that in hopes of getting a son to carry on his legacy. However, that never came to be. However, he was happy today as the final arrangements had been made to marry his only daughter off in exchange for a new alliance.

Sitting beside him was his wife while their daughter sat across from him. They had been talking about various things, but the conversation lulled as they continued onward. Henry was caught off guard for a moment as the carriage suddenly lurched to a stop, the horse neighing louder as the coachman cried out for a halt. The five guardsman cried out as they prepared the family as Two large ogres and three goblins suddenly ambushed them from the forest.
 
The carriage ride was not a bumpy as she expected. It made Queen Cassandra even more frustrated. Her husband, the king had yet to have sex with her. He was left unable to grow erect and she had been counting on the bumpy roads to give her some sort of stimulation. It wasn't that he did not enjoy her body, he was good with his hands but she was always left feeling empty and in need of more.

The red headed queen adjusted her hands in her lap. The king smiled at her and she returned it. She did care for him and he was a good king but she wanted intimacy. She looked across at the beautiful young woman who sat there and prayed her marriage brought her that intimacy.

Cassandra had always longed to have a child of her own. She had prayed for weeks after she married Henry that they would conceive as the time went on she realized it was not to be. Her hazel eyes fell on her husband once more and she placed a hand on his leg.

She did not begrudge him the situation. The plague had changed a lot of things.

Across from them, dressed in a gown of royal blue, the princess Evelyn sat. She had her bright blue eyes closed and she was trying not to be too scared of her impending marriage. She was petite with a soft face, porcelain skin and a rosebud mouth. Her gown was such to show off how delicate she was. She had heard it boasted that she was like a flower with dewy petals ready for plucking. She did not know what that meant but she also didn't think she was fond of such imagery.

All were lost in their thoughts, their conversation having just died down when the carriage stopped suddenly. Evelyn was thrown forward towards her parents.

Ogres, goblins.

The royal family moved to the windows, pushing aside the curtains to see. Evelyn cried out in surprise. She had never seen such creatures so close before. Cassandra gasped in fear as one of the goblins began advancing on the carriage.

"Stop it! Quickly!"

They all shifted to the other side, preparing to go out the other door. Evelyn opened it and screamed. Another goblin was there and they were trapped in the carriage.
 
Derek was in a daze for a few seconds after the portal opened and then closed behind him. To say it wasn't the most pleasant thing he had ever been through was an understatement. As he began to regain his bearing, he felt things weren't quite right. He felt as if he was lighter in someway, more flexible. He shook his head for a moment before looking down at himself. His mouth fell open as he saw the rather modest size breasts encased quite firmly by his uniform. In fact, his whole body seemed to have changed. His uniform had somehow changed to conform as well, thought the bulge at his crotch confirmed he was at least still mostly male. If anything, he thought he had been transformed into a she-male. He didn't recognize the race of the creature he was though.

His thoughts were disrupted by a series of loud roars in the distance, carrying quite well through the air. He pushed everything aside and gunned his bike into gear, heading in the direction of the roaring. He figured his equipment might have been changed as well, but he would have to wait to check.

His jaw fell open as he silently came upon the strange scene. An ornate carriage was surrounded by some strange creatures and armed men with swords. By the time Derek had arrived, the goblins were killed and three of the guards were dead. One of the remaining two guards was injured and leaning against the carriage for support. The second one was trying to fend off the two ogres and their large falchions.

Thinking quickly, Derek leaped from the bike as he drew his pistol. Three loud cracks filled the air as he fired, the bullets hitting in a small triangle on the center of the closest ogre's chest. Blood ooze from the wound as the dumb creature stood there for a moment, blinking as he looked at the wounds before falling backwards.

The remaining ogre roared with rage as it knocked the other guard aside, hitting the side of the carriage with a loud crack. The horses reared and whinnyed, but the driver was able to keep them under control. As the ogre charged, three more cracks filled the air as two struck the ogre's chest and the final one hit squarely between the eyes. Derek leapt aside as the lifeless, lumbering beast continued forward a few steps before dropping off the road.

Derek took a deep breathe to calm his pounding heart as the carriage door opened, his tails whisking back and forth behind him.

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Henry held his daughter and wife as the horrible sounds of battle happened right outside their carriage. The sounds of the goblins' laughter was grating, as well as their screams of death as they died. He felt they were doomed to die as the screams of his men could he heard dying as well.

He jumped at the sound of the strange cracks of thunder, squeezing his wife and daughter.

"We'll be fine. The men will-"

He was cut off at the carriage rocked once more, a slight dent in the door from the soldier's impact. He was scared at what happened, jumping again at the sounds of thunder so close. He wasn't sure he wanted to see what was going on outside.
 
Henry slammed the door and gathered the women to him, holding them close. The noises outside were terrifying.

Cassandra screamed at the strange thunder and tucked herself closer into her husband.

The whole carriage was shaking. Evelyn was now on the floor, wrapped about her father's leg. The last hit to the carriage had sent her tumbling and she had no desire to get up. She used her dress like armour, for all the good it would do.

Everything went quiet. The royal family, all breathing hard with fear, were very still.

Outside the guards, one very injured and one dazed were slowly moving once more.

"Your highnesses..." The one the ogre had knocked aside opened the carriage door. "It is safe...come-" He turned and laid eyes on the strange creature. "You saved from them but are you friend or foe?" The guard raised his sword with some difficulty as he stepped forward.

Evelyn moved out first as her father could not with her on the ground at his feet. The young woman, a mess of blonde hair and royal blue fabric practically tumbled from the carriage. She looked very shaken up. After her, the king and queen on shaking legs stepped out as well.

"By the gods.." Cassandra put a hand to her mouth as she looked around at the dead bodies and then let her eyes fall on the stranger.
 
He took a moment to put the safety on his pistol before slowly putting it into his holster. He held both hands up in a no harm gesture with a sweet smile. He was almost surprised by the sweet and sultry voice that came out.

"I mean no harm. I just heard some sounds of battle and came to see what was going on. You have no problems from me."

Though he couldn't smell it himself, his lithe form gave off a slight hint of an aphrodisac that only affected females's attraction towards him. It really wasn't noticed yet as the wind was blowing away from the carriage in a soft feeling.

"I am just a little lost myself."

Although a little shaken, Henry made his way over to the stranger. He gave a smile as he stopped a couple feet from him.

"Thank you so much kind stranger. If you weren't hear, I don't believe my family or I would still be here. Please, I must reward you."

The king looked to his queen to see if she was in agreement, Derek pursing his lips and looking a little embarrassed.
 
Cassandra was confused by this...person in from of them. She wasn't a creature solely but she wasn't a woman solely either. She nodded to her husband. "Of course, a reward is the least we could do given what you have done for us."

She stepped forward, her grace and diplomacy returning despite the shock she was still feeling.

"We should introduce ourselves. King Henry and Queen Cassandra." She slid her arm into her husband's.

"Our daughter, the princess Evelyn." Cassandra gestured to where the young woman stood. Evelyn bowed her head to the stranger.

"And what is your name? I do not think we have seen any like you before." Cassandra turned her attention to the strange person who had saved them.

Evelyn had said nothing but she was looking over the new arrival. The tails and ears, the coloured hair were quite something to behold. What was also notable was the figure of this person. Evelyn felt like a child not yet at puberty next to the sensual form of the woman in front of them. Where Evelyn was petite, dainty and narrow this woman was strong, round and eye catching. Her eyes fell to her bust and though Evelyn had always liked her high, firm mounds they seemed tiny now compared to the perfect roundness of this woman's bosom.

For all the talk of how pretty or delicate Evelyn was she felt awkward at the sight of this stranger.
 
He smiled for a moment as the family introduced themselves to him. He took the two ladies in, almost drinking them in for a few moments. They were beautiful and charming in their own right. He could feel a stir of desire for a moment, but tried to push that aside. He certainly didn't want to do anything that would embarrass him and getting aroused would certainly do that.

He did pause for a moment when he was asked his name. Somehow, telling his real name seemed like a letdown to the beautiful form he had been gifted with.

"Angelique. My name is Angelique."

Looking from the family to their surroundings, he shook his head.

"I hate to be a bother, but I don't believe this is the proper place for any sort of reward."

Henry blinked for a moment before smiling and nodding. He patted his wife's hand gently with his free hand as he nodded.

"Quite right. Come...um follow us back to the castle. We can take care of things there."

The king looked towards the hoverbike that Derek had rode on, finding it fascinating. He thought of offering the stranger a ride, but didn't think she would want to leave his things behind. He looked at his guards for a moment, seeing they were getting themselves back on their horses. The guard who had been thrown into the carriage had his right arm in a sling, broken from the impact.

"Let's go m'dears."
 
Cassandra looked Angelique over. "Yes, you must come with us. We can get you some refreshment and discuss your reward."

Evelyn had moved away a little to inspect the strange thing behind the no longer a stranger, stranger. When her father called her to leave, Evelyn jumped and then looked at Angelique. She blushed prettily and then hurried to the carriage.

They moved on and for a moment they were all quiet. Adrenaline and fear wore off and left them all shaken up.

"I need a strong drink..." Cassandra stated, breaking up the silence.

Evelyn nodded. "She was unique. Father, have you ever seen anyone like her before?"

The carriage moved on until it entered the courtyard of the castle.
 
He smiled at the blush on the princess's face, having noticed what she was looking at. He had no problems with her looking, but he didn't want her to touch. Watching them climb back into the carriage, he climbed back onto his bike. He easily kept up with them, his own ride silent.

Henry shook his head for a moment at his daughter's question.

"No, I don't believe I have. She is beautiful and seems to be capable of handling herself. Perhaps.."

The king trailed off as they arrived at the castle. He did signal for the carriage to stop and had a servant direct the stranger to someplace to park his 'horse', as the king called it. It wasn't long before Henry was waiting on his throne with his family as Derek walked in, looking around curiously.

Derek wasn't sure of any of the customs, and he had left his weapons on the bike to show he meant no harm. As he stood in front of the family, his tails whisked back and forth behind him, his sweet scent wafting invisibly around him. Henry spoke up after a moment.

"I am not sure what would be a suitable reward for a great warrior as yourself could be. I would like to ask a favor instead. Would you please become a bodyguard for my family? The guards are very good at their posts, but I think my wonderful wife and daughter could be better served for your expertise."

Derek wasn't completely sure how to take request, speechless for several moments.
 
Cassandra stepped forward a little. "I understand what my husband asks is unusual as we only just met you but our daughter's security is most important to us. There have been more and more attacks from creatures like those today. It is not safe for her or any to really travel the roads. She will be married and the marriage will provide a very important alliance for us."

She smiled. "We would like her well protected and from what we saw today, my husband and I feel you would be best suited for the task." Cassandra agreed with her husband Evelyn would be safe in her company. And as a woman there was no risk of her taking advantage of the princess.

Evelyn smiled but looked down demurely. This woman was a warrior, strong and brave. She was also exotic and Evelyn wanted to learn more about her. She hoped Angelique would say yes.
 
"I-"

He opened his mouth for a moment before closing it. It was an odd request, but it did have it's advantages. He would have an actual base of operations to explore from. He needed to catalog so much stuff, and he needed a place to stay. After thinking it over, he nodded.

"I would be happy to accept. I'll just need a place to store my stuff. It's all very valuable."

Ecstatic, Henry smiled.

"Wonderful, thank you miss Angelique. I will have the servants clear a room for you. My dear, would you care to show her her new room?"

Henry looked to his daughter as he clapped for a servant.
 
Evelyn bowed her head. "Of course father."

She looked at Angelique. "This way please." She gestured for the woman to follow. She led her out and to a large stone staircase. They went up to the third floor of the castle and then down the left hand wing. "Your room will be the one that is next to mine. There is a hidden door that will grant you access to my room." She looked back over her shoulder. "A security precaution should the need arise for you to get into me my room or me out of my room quickly."

They moved down the long hall. "At the end of the hall are stairs for the servants. They also serve to allow for escape should the main path be block in anyway."

She stopped outside a door. "This is my room." Evelyn did not open the door but resumed walking. They walked a little bit more, showing how large Evelyn's rooms just be, before stopping before a new door. "This is your room." She stepped aside to let Angelique open the door and enter.

The room had a bedroom, a sitting area, a room for bathing and an area with a desk. Evelyn followed her new guard inside, being careful not to step too close or step on her tails.
 
He followed after the princess, taking in as much as he could. It was a little distracting as he had a wonderful view from behind, but he tried to control himself as best he could. The layout was pretty simple to remember, something he was certain would come in handy in the future. Since he didn't know or was able to control the intoxicating scent he was giving off, it was having a mind of it's own.

Shortly after leaving the throne room, his scent dissipated to nothing for the time being. It didn't return until he walked past Evelyn to enter his room, giving her a small taste of his scent before fading away to nothing. He whistled softly as he looked around the room as he stood a few feet from the door.

"These are better quarters than I am used to back home. Thank you."

He looked down at himself for a moment before looking back at the princess.

"Do you mind if I have a bit of time alone? So I can adjust to things."

Henry smiled as he watched the two of them leave, his hand petting his wife's gently.

"I have a feeling good things with come our way. Do you suppose she'll stay around after our daughter weds or go with her?"
 
Evelyn was struck by an unusual but very pleasant smell. It made her cheeks warm and her body feel strange. A pale hand went to her chest. Her heart was beating rapidly.

"You are welcome. We are pleased to have you here." She nodded. "Of course you may have time alone. There is a bell.." She entered the room and gestured to a cord on a near by wall. "Pull it should you require anything. Anything from food to clothing, drink to help bathing. You will have servants to come and help."

Evelyn moved further into the room. She crossed to a tapestry depicting a forest scene. It was large and long. She pushed it aside and pulled another cord. The wood panel moved. "This leads to my room. I will take my leave now." With a demure smile and a nod, Evelyn vanished into the dark.

She was relieved to have the moment alone. She felt strange. She pulled the cord that would close the panel behind her and walked to the other side of the short passage. Another cord and this time the panel opened to her room. It was large. The passage opened into a warm and bright sitting room. Plush couches, rich wood tables sat facing a fireplace. Shelves full of books lined the one wall. A desk faced a large window. On the other side was the door that led to her bedroom. In there the large, wood four poster bed was made with thick blue blankets, soft down pillows and the sheer white drapes were pulled back around the bed.

Evelyn sat on a couch and tried to calm her pulse. What was wrong with her? The door opened and Maria, her maid was shocked to see her. "Begging your pardon miss. I came to dust."

"It is alright. Could I get a glass of watered down wine? I was showing the new guard her quarters next door but I feel odd, bit faint I think."

Maria curtsied and left the room. Evelyn reached down and undid the front clasps of her bodice revealing the top of her white chemise and the upper swell of her pert breasts.

Cassandra had watched them leave. "I think my dear husband that I cannot say what our new guard will do but I am happier knowing Evelyn is being watched over so closely." She lifted his hand and kissed it. "She is quite pretty, Angelique. She is sure to catch attention at the engagement party. I will have to find out what she would like to wear for the occasion."
 
He found a full length mirror, taking a deep breathe as he stood in front of it. To say he was intrigued by his new body was an understatement. If he wasn't already the beauty in the mirror, he would have been trying to chase it himself. However, he did feel a bit lucky in coming through the portal alive.

He decided he wanted to see what was underneath his clothes, so he stripped his uniform slowly. He ran his slender fingers slowly over his nude form, finding it interesting and different. He had been aroused from seeing both the Queen and Evelyn earlier, which didn't surprise him that he was erect.

What surprised him was how his body had hidden his erection. It was as if his body had conformed it hide it from notice, his cock pressed into his stomach, encased in a little pocket. Since he felt better and safe, his cock lowered away from his stomach. His taut stomach reformed to it's natural smooth shape, no sign of the pocket. It also seemed that his sac had shift up into himself, the smooth hairless sac dropping into view. His cock seemed to be about ten inches long in length and a little over an inch and a half in diameter. Running his fingers along his shaft, instead of being smooth, he felt tiny fleshy barbs along his length.

Deciding to try something, he focused his thoughts on looking more female. It took a few moments, but his sac pulled up into him once more as his cock pressed once more into the stomach pocket his body had made. it was going to be weird having to deal with that, but it was going to be necessary to keep up the outward appearances of being female. Seeing that, he wondered what other secrets his own body hid from him.

He shook his head for a moment, desciding to deal with that later. A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, causing him to dress quickly. He opened the door to see a servant waiting.

"A place is ready for your horse m'lady."

"Oh thank you, I'll be right there."

Henry laughed for a moment at his wife's suggestion of their new bodyguard getting so much attention. He gave her a kiss before nodding.

"I'll leave that part up to you. I just hope no one else steals her away with some better offer."
 
"Of course. I will go and see if she is settled in yet." Cassandra leaned in to kiss her husband's cheek. He would have work to see to and she was feeling her curiosity getting the best of her. She wished to learn more about the new arrival.

She was surprised to find Angelique at the door of the room with a servant. The servant bowed a head and informed the queen that space had been made for the bodyguard's horse.

"Good. I am glad to hear we are able to accommodate so easily. This pleases me." Her eyes fell on Angelique. "Come, I will walk with you and we can discuss the other things you need to feel more at home here."

In her room, Evelyn sipped the watered down wine and felt herself returning to normal. The strange sensation, the odd heat that had come over her was fading. It returned a little when she thought about her new bodyguard but then once more faded. The feeling then grew less and less then did not return at all.

She moved to sit at her desk and pulled out a book, quill and ink. She began to record her thoughts of the day.

The marriage is arranged. It is done and father is happy. The alliance will benefit both kingdoms greatly. I suppose I am happy as well. I am told he is a good man. We were not permitted to speak to each other. It will not be until the engagement party that we will have a moment to even be close to each other.

He is handsome enough just as I feel he thinks I am pretty enough. I wish we could make time alone to get to know each other. I heard one of the ladies saying that in the worst case we can both take a secret lover.

I had not considered that possibility. I do not know how I feel about it or him or the marriage. It is like I am watching it happen to someone else.

The most exciting part of the day was the trip home. We were attacked and the most exotic woman rescued us. Angelique has agreed to become my personal bodyguard. She is extraordinary. She has a body that painters would long to immortalize on canvas. She makes me feel like a girl not yet in the buds of womanhood. She is strong and brave. Her confidence is what amazes me the most I think. The tails as well perhaps but they are simply an extension of her overall aura.

I cannot explain it but it is as if her presence has brought new colour to life. Her manner and energy is unlike any I have experienced. I hope I can learn from her.
 
He was a bit surprised to see the queen come and greet him. However, he knew it shouldn't surprise him that she should come to see him. Him? Or her? It was a question he was going to have to sort out how to best address himself. It was all very confusing so far, and he felt it was going to get more confusing at time went by.

"Of course, ma'am. Or rather, how should I address you?"

He almost chuckled at the shocked look on the servants face at his question. He felt it was an honest question to ask as he was in a completely new place. His tails twitched back and forth behind him a little before drooping to lay down against his ass to the floor. He stood there for a moment, not sure what to do next. He finally looked at the servant for a moment.

"Since you know the way, it might be best for you to lead."

Gaining some composure, the young woman nodded before turning and walking down the hallway. He fell behind her, looking to make sure the queen was following.
 
"Highness, majesty...either works when in public." Cassandra smiled.

The servant led the way and Cassandra fell into step beside Angelique. "I would like to discuss the things you might need and want while in our home, in our employ. As well, I feel we should go over a few rules."

She glanced to see if the woman was understanding. It was not that she did not seem intelligent but more that the topic could be touchy.

"Firstly, any clothing you may need we will happily provide. When we are done with your horse we can sit with the seamstress so she may measure you. In your duty as guard I have no preference as to what you wear. Choose what fabric and style bests allows you to do your job. However, there are parties coming up and I expect you to be dressed appropriately for it. I will help you choose suitable dress for that. Anything you may need all you must do is ask and it will be brought for you."

Her hands folded in front of her as they stepped outside. Guards fell in behind them.

"As for rules. You must be with the princess or aware of her location and safety at all times. Her arranged marriage is going to be quite beneficial for both of our kingdoms however it poses a bit of a threat to others. It ensures a great deal of united power. Some find that threatening and could seek to kidnap or harm her. If you are in doubt at any time of her safety we expect you to remain in her room at her side. You are to do whatever it takes to protect her. She is sweet, trusting and innocent. She was also highly sought after as a bride and I can see this wedding causing problems. Not to mention the creatures like today..."

Cassandra eyed Angelique. She was incredibly striking. "Do you have any questions?"
 
He had to bite his tongue for a moment as she refered to his bike as a horse. He wasn't wanting to seem rude yet by trying to correct her while she was trying to explain herself. He merely nodded as he listened while they walked. He was a little amazed by the freedom he was being given, happy it showed how much they was going to trust him.

It was truly going to be a change of pace for him here. He wasn't sure if he would be able to leave this world he had ended up in, but he would make the best of things here.

"Of course, I understand completely. However, I do have to say I've never really wore a dress before. Or shown how to dance, if there will be dancing involved at these parties. However, I will do my best to make sure she stays safe, even if it costs me my life."

As they arrived at the stables where he had parked, he looked at the trailer and hoverbike. It would take him awhile to inventory everything, even longer to move things around so he could make sure they weren't stolen. The servant motioned towards the stables, moving to open one of the empty stalls.

"This one is cleaned and ready for you to use m'lady."

As the servant walked away from them towards the stall, his tails began to release his sweet pheromones in the air around the queen. As the guards were male, they wouldn't notice anything out of the ordinary themselves. The release only lasted a few moments, a little stronger than what the princess had received.
 
"Never worn a dress..interesting. Do not worry. We will ensure you have all the skills you need to survive the parties."

Cassandra inhaled as she was about to speak again and found herself suddenly overwhelmed. "Oh my." A hand went to her neck as she struggled to control the overwhelming feeling of arousal that came over her. She waved the servant over. "Water please."

The woman bowed and ran off.

"Do you smell sweet flowers? Like jasmine or honeysuckle." Cassandra shook her head a little but her eyes moved over Angelique. She found herself wondering how her strong hands would feel on her hair or her hips or her ass or-

Cassandra was shocked at her thoughts. How could she think this way about a woman? Beautiful yes but she was married, she liked men. Yet she could not deny that familiar feeling of arousal between her legs or the way she could feel her nipples growing hard under her bodice.

"Now, if you have anything here you needed moved we can get a servant to help you..." Cassandra was flushed and kept looking over her shoulder for the servant with her water.
 
He chuckled softly as the queen mentioned he would need skills to survive the parties as if it was like going to battle.

"That's one way of thinking about a party."

He did raise an eyebrow for a moment as the queen mentioned smelling flowers. He took a moment to sniff at the air and shake his head softly.

"No, I don't smell anything highness. Are you alright?"

He was little caught off-guard as he could detected a hint of something in the air. It seemed to be coming from the queen herself, a pleasant scent that he began to pick up shortly after answering her. He looked towards his bike for a moment before looking towards the queen.

"If you want to stay and watch, that's fine. I have to do a check on my stuff and decide on where to put everything."

He turned and began to walk over towards his bike, his tails releasing another scent cloud into the air around the queen.
 
The servant came back and Cassandra downed the cold water before sending the girl away again. "We will call if you are needed." She couldn't risk the servant seeing her like this. She didn't know what was wrong but the last thing she needed was the servants whispering. It was bad enough that they all knew the king was unable to engage in intercourse.

She sent the guards outside so that Angelique had more room to work. "I will be alright, thank you." Cassandra was practically panting. Her breasts pushed hard against her bodice.

"I would like to stay. Your things intrigue me. I have never met one like you."

She circled to the back of the stable stall so she was a little hidden. The scent of the flowers filled her nose again and she bit her lower lip as she tried to suppress a whimper of need.

Cassandra was just out of eyesight of Angelique and hidden from the main stable doors. She ran a hand over the tops of her breasts. Her skin was sensitive, more so than she had ever experienced before. Her other hand pressed against her skirts giving some pressure against her sex through the fabric. She moaned and then covered her mouth in shock.

It was beyond unbecoming of her, a queen to act this way.

"T-tell me about where you are from and your life Angelique."
 
He smiled for a moment when she decided to stay and watch him work. The last thing he wanted right now was to be alone. Well, it wasn't the last thing, but it was nice to have company. The queen being beautiful was a bonus as well.

The stall seemed to be the largest of the ones in the stables, large enough to hold both the bike and the trailer if he parked it right. Starting up the bike, it was whisper quiet. Though Cassandra was out of sight, he could have sworn he heard her moan for some reason. He did hear her question shortly before he turned the bike around the wall into the stall.

"I..."

He stopped for a moment seeing what she was doing. He didn't say a word for a moment before looking back towards the front of the barn. He smiled a bit before moving and parking the trailer and bike so the queen was blocked from view outside the stall opening.

"I am a soldier from where I came from. I was an only child and given up to a foster home at a young age."

He climbed off the bike, watching the queen. He really wasn't sure how to explain his world in terms she would understand.
 
"We do not have female guards here...interesting culture to allow women as soldiers."

Cassandra inhaled and tried to pull herself together. She longed to press her hand back against her sex and over her breasts. She wanted Angelique to do it but that thought brought a deep blush to her face.

"An only child. That is something you have in common with Evelyn. Her mother passed when she was young and her father, my husband married me so I have raised her. However, he is...impotent and unable to engage in the activities of a husband." She looked away. Her chin lifted a little. "I am telling you so that you do not have to worry about hearing the rumours from the servants. He is a good king, a good husband and a good father however illness took that from us. I did not know that when I married him."

She had not needed to add that part but she found herself sharing with this woman. Cassandra fanned the air a little hoping to somehow cool the inner burn of desire that was heating her body.
 
He raised an eyebrow for a moment as the queen decided to share such an intimate detail about her personal life so freely. He wasn't sure what brought it about, but it was definitely something of interest to him. It had also been awhile since he had seen a woman acting the way she seemed to be, looking a little hot under the collar so to speak.

"Is there some reason you don't have any female guards?"

He knew he could have brought up something about the king's impotency, but he decided to tease her a little. It was even interested to him that he was around two virgins. It was an interesting time he lived in. He did a little licking of his lips as he turned away from her. Moving to the trailer hitch, he leaned forward at the waist, his shapely rear in the air. As he did so, his tails wavered in the air to cause his ass to sway from side to side as he worked to unhitch the bike.

One of his tails seemed to even be doing a come hither motion towards her as a light scent of pheromones were released in her direction.

"He seems to be quite the wonderful king to serve under. How long has he ruled?"
 
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