Chapter 101 – Rally 3
“Prince Parche, the military is ready to raise an army based on the word of the new king.”
“Prince Parche, the Ministry of Finance is ready to help the new king both physically and materially.”
“Prince Parche, the judiciary is ready to prove the legitimacy of the new king’s inauguration.”
The three ministers of the ‘kingdom’ came to the chancellor’s room and bowed their heads to the prince. It was an action that they should not have done because they were loyal to the king. After the revolution, the prince intended to sever the heads of those who betrayed the king’s trust first, but the ministers were only thinking about their future right now.
Indeed, the kingdom was perishing. The minister in military uniform asked, stepping forward to the new king, the second prince Parshe, who is the de facto new king who has yet to inaugurate or stage a coup d’état.
“By the way, Prince, can we continue to give our homeland to the gods of the Western Front? Rumors are circulating among the subjects that the kingdom of Wang Wang will perish.”
The prince put his chin on his chin and smiled coldly, as if he would kill a person at any moment. The prince’s laugh, with a murderous [Charm] Comparable to that of Perrin or her daughter, sent goose bumps down the back of the military minister.
At the same time, the ring with a red jewel on the prince’s index finger lit up. The prince flicked his index finger with his fingers clasped together. Then the atmosphere of the place where they swore allegiance changed to that of a slaughterhouse.
“Covet small lands and lose large ones. It’s something that only comes out of my least favorite gosa. A frontier that has already belonged to local nobles is only momentarily lost. How long will you follow the eldest son principle and the example of the past?”
The prince smiled broadly. It was a deep night when a white bird howled in the room, groaning with a beautiful melody. All power of the kingdom passed to the second prince. The revolution that was about to take place was but a midday event.
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The white bird howled at the whim of the prince and fell asleep in the cage exhausted. When the prince returned from his troublesome work, it was already not long before sunrise.
“Perrin, you must have felt desperately how lonely the night was alone, right?”
The prince thrust his hand into his cage and lifted Fenrir’s chin. The small face of Fenrir, who was sleeping in exhaustion, was carefully lifted.
Long eyelashes and a sharp nose, even though he was asleep, the large eyes inside made the second prince’s heart pound. The Second Prince gazed at Fenrir’s face appreciatively and then released his hand from his chin. Fenrir’s face fell as soon as the prince’s hand left.
“I am going to be busy for the time being. It’s not long, but have a good night.”
The second prince picked up the key thrown on the bed and put it into Fenrir’s cage. The second prince fell asleep on the bed.
When the ticking grandfather clock pointed to 6 o’clock, when the sun hadn’t risen yet, the jewels on Fenrir’s necklace glowed red.
Fenrir’s eyes were forcibly opened by magic. It was an [Alarm] That forced consciousness to awaken.
“Quit… !”
Fenrir’s eyes were forcibly opened and awakened. However, his body did not move according to Fenrir’s will. It arose mechanically, like a puppet that was moved by inserting a string. As if the body remembers. Fenrir took the key, opened the cage door, and came out.
“No… Don’t move…”
The pitiful voice was the only thing Fenrir could say with his own will. Fenrir couldn’t overcome the raid boss’s curse.
The heavy fatigue felt by the weakened body was painful enough to pass out. Fortunately, I couldn’t hear the moans of last night in my head, but the aftereffects were great.
Fenrir didn’t just come out of the cage and stay still. Fenrir, who was freed from the cage for a while, was happy, but soon regretted it. Her body, moving on its own, finds a maid outfit in the second prince’s closet. She does and she pulls out the dresser drawer underneath it.
“No… No way…”
Brand new, pure white panties and bras were in a dresser drawer. She also had black underwear with sultry patterns that she would wear at night. Fenrir’s hand moved on its own and picked up the pure white underwear. Fenrir felt a terrible self-loathing at that moment.
“No… !”
It was the strongest tone of rejection that Fenrir, who could not curse, could utter. She is Fenrir, who had never worn women’s clothes of her own accord. Born like a macho and raised like a macho, he was Fenrir who eventually became the master of the evil guild.
It wasn’t his will, but Fenrir took out his woman’s clothes and wrapped them in her arms. I couldn’t smell her, but Fenrir’s body seemed to collapse.
“No…”
Fortunately, she didn’t wear the underwear right away. However, ignoring her own will, the moving body took the new clothes and headed for the bathroom attached to the second prince’s room.
When I arrived at the changing room, steam was coming out of the bathroom at the right temperature. Standing in the dressing room, Fenrir takes off her maid uniform, which she seemed unable to take off herself, with her disciplined skills.
Numerous ribbons, pincers, fasteners and buttons were so intricately connected that it was impossible to take them off without knowing how to put them on. This was originally a feature carved into the necklace for Perrin, who could not wear a maid outfit on her own. Fenrir, whose magical power wavelength was similar, had no choice but to move as her necklace told her to.
“… How do you take it off?”
Later, when he was able to resist, Fenrir would have to remove this clothing that restricted his body’s activities in order to escape. Fenri tried desperately to remember. In fact, her resistance to [Her brainwashing] Was slowly rising as well. Although the prince’s abilities rose faster than that.
“Kuhhh…”
When Fenrir took off her coat, a corset appeared that was so tight that it was hard to believe that it was a human waist. As the laces of her corset were undone, air rushed into her lungs. Her breasts, swollen with the flesh that had lost its way to her corset, shrank, and her plump but nice belly bulged out.
“Huh… “
Taking off her corset, Fenrir seemed to have freed her from her shackles. That alone made her feel alive. She was the only happiness she felt after meeting the second prince and suffering every hour. With her clothes off in her changing room box, Fenrir entered her bathhouse. As seen from the outside, she looked like steam rising.
“Well… “
Fenrir washed his body. Of course, I didn’t wash it voluntarily. It was to the point of being taken aback as her soft, frothy hands washed every nook and cranny of her body. Even in all of Fenrir’s memories, the time he washed in hot water was quite rare.
By the time he felt the fatigue wear off, Fenrir’s hand reached the pubic area.
“No… No way…”
Fenrir’s fingers gently rubbed the inside of her vagina. The clitoris, which had been congested last night, was still sensitive. Fenrir twisted his body and closed his eyes tightly. A sweet moan came out of nowhere.
“Sigh… I’m sorry… Little bit more… !”
His fingers did not touch it any more, having only washed away the dirt. Originally, the action entered to wash his body clean only amplified Fenrir’s regret.
“Ah… Please…”
No matter how much I say, no matter how much I beg, the inanimate partner will not listen. The mechanically moving body was washed and then lightly sprinkled with water. I never touched my vagina again. Really indifferently, Fenrir’s body comes out to the dressing room on its own and wipes off the water with a towel.
“Ugh… Please… “
It was really painful to look at my body not moving by my will. However, one more hill of suffering existed in the dressing room. The hardship was not just a hill, it was high enough to be compared to the highest mountain in [Theresia].
“No… Please… That’s all… “
Fenrir’s hand picked up the white panties. He opened the two holes with his hand. Fenrir’s leg was lifted mechanically and entered the gaping hole. A frightening object made of cotton came between Fenrir’s legs.
I could admit that I was forced to wear them when I was put on, but I could never allow myself to wear these panties now. Fenrir desperately resisted. His arms trembled and his hands stopped moving even in the light emitted by the necklace.
“Sigh… Sigh…”
Thank god. The moment he let go of his breath and tried to release his panties from his feet, the light from his necklace intensified. Fenrir’s hands lifted his panties as they were doing. The triangular panties clung to the groin where only the hill of cracks existed.
“No…”
Fenrir, who wore women’s panties himself, felt more painful and humiliated than any ordeal he had ever suffered. She was so ashamed that she wanted to die. She has become a pervert who wears the underwear of the opposite sex herself. Even so, the fact that the panties that were tight between her crotch didn’t feel out of place only added to her self-loathing.
“… “
Then it was the turn of the upper underwear. Fenrir, who thought she had already suffered disgrace, resisted again, but she couldn’t defeat the raid boss’ necklace. The more she resisted, the more her own willpower was wasted. It was only easier for Fenrir to agree to what her necklace said.
“Ah…”
The prince used to train the maids in this way. Her femininity was forced on Fenrir with her terrifyingly powerful magical powers, forcing her to give up her resistance. Her black belly band-shaped corset touched Fenrir’s waist, and Fenrir closed her eyes tightly.
Then her hand of Fenrir yanked at her string with unsealed force. Every time she felt her intestines tighten and twist in pain. Her eyeballs popped out from her pressure and the world felt yellow. Just as she felt sick to her stomach, her Fenrir hand stopped.
“Ugh…”
But when she took her breath away for a moment, her Fenrir’s stamina recovered too quickly. Her necklace changed the strength of her seal depending on the status of her controller. Fenrir could not resist. Her necklace did not allow for even the slightest gap.
Then Fenrir took her garter belt, put it around her waist, put on her stockings, and tied her knuckles. Her spirit of Fenrir, who had already wasted all her strength by that time, was half blown away.
“Ah…”
Fenrir, obediently donning her maid uniform, headed for her kitchen. She took out the ingredients and cooked the second prince’s breakfast. Recipes she had never done before were injected into her head, and her hands, which had never been made before, moved on their own and cooked her.
“…”
If he could bite her tongue, Fenrir would have died. The necklace made Fenrir the perfect maid. She is a gentle and obedient woman. Tears flowed from her eyes at the thought that Fenrir was gradually losing her power to resist and that she would change into such a being herself.
The chopping board made the sound of chopping onions with lifeless hands.
