✍️ The Seduction of Princess Candace #495
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The Seduction of Princess Candace
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Candace von Prude is the crown princess of the Kingdom of Prude.
The Kingdom of Prude condemns sexuality and sensuality. All clothing must be modest at all times, covering as much skin as possible.
The royal family of Prude has magic that reduces a person's libido, can make skin irritated if it is exposed, and can bind a person's body in clothing. However, this magic only works within the confines of the kingdom. When outside of the kingdom, the magic cannot effect other people, but can still protect the royal family member from the magic of the Sluttyhore royal family.
The Kingdom of Prude has been invaded by the neighboring and rival kingdom of Sluttyhore.
Princess Candace was captured during the invasion and subsequently imprisoned in the Kingdom of Sluttyhore.
The Kingdom of Sluttyhore worships and glorifies sex and the body. Clothing is meant to be as sensual as possible.
The royal family of Sluttyhore has magic that can increase a person's libido, can augment the body to make it more sexually appealing, and can disintegrate or alter clothing. However, this magic only works within the confines of the kingdom. When outside of the kingdom, the magic cannot effect other people, but can still protect the royal family member from the magic of the Prude royal family.
Sarai Sluttyhore is the crown princess of the Kingdom of Sluttyhore. She is known as the future Queen of the Sluts.
Princess Sarai is a lesbian, and has captured Princess Candance with the intention of seducing, corrupting, and marrying Candace. She hopes to turn the Prude princess into her Queen of Sluts.
The story will heavily focus on the clothing, attire, and style of the two princesses, contrasting it throughout the story, and steadily showing Candace's transformation into Candi the Queen of Whores, wanton, sex crave, and always promiscuous in her attire.
Candi will end the story as Sarai's bimbo trophy wife, pet name Arm Candi
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The Transformation of Princess Candace
The sun set behind the jagged mountains separating the Kingdom of Prude from its hedonistic neighbor, the Kingdom of Sluttyhore. In the dim twilight, Princess Candace von Prude sat in her lavish prison cell, the walls adorned with silken tapestries that clashed with her modest upbringing. The scent of incense filled the air, its heady aroma making her dizzy.
Candace, the embodiment of chastity and restraint, wore a high-collared gown of thick, dull fabric, its hem brushing the floor as she paced. Her garments were enchanted with her family's magic, ensuring her skin remained untouched by the seductive air of Sluttyhore. Yet, even in her protected state, she felt the oppressive allure of this foreign kingdom pressing against her senses.
Meanwhile, Princess Sarai Sluttyhore watched from a hidden alcove, her eyes gleaming with mischief and desire. Draped in a sheer, flowing robe that left little to the imagination, Sarai was the epitome of her kingdom's values. Her presence radiated an intoxicating allure, magnetic and undeniable. She was determined to see Candace transformed, to strip away the layers of modesty and reveal the sensual being beneath.
Sarai approached Candace with a confident stride, her robe whispering against her skin. "Welcome to Sluttyhore, Princess Candace," she purred, her voice a sultry melody. "I trust you find our accommodations... stimulating?"
Candace lifted her chin defiantly, though her heart pounded in her chest. "I will not be swayed by your kingdom's debauchery, Sarai. My soul remains pure, untouched by your temptations."
Sarai smiled, a knowing glint in her eyes. "We shall see, dear Candace. We shall see."
Days turned into weeks, and Candace found herself subjected to Sarai's relentless charm. Each day, Sarai would present her with a new garment, each more revealing than the last. At first, Candace refused to wear the provocative attire, clinging to her modesty like a lifeline. But as time wore on, her resolve began to waver.
Sarai's magic was subtle, a gentle whisper that caressed Candace's senses, awakening desires she had long suppressed. The enchanted garments she wore in secret began to feel heavy, constricting. She longed for the freedom Sarai offered, the liberation of self-expression through sensuality.
One evening, after a particularly intense encounter with Sarai, Candace found herself standing before a mirror, her modest gown pooling at her feet. She reached for the shimmering garment Sarai had left for her—a gown of gossamer silk that clung to her curves, accentuating her natural beauty.
As she slipped into the dress, a shiver of pleasure coursed through her. The fabric was soft, caressing her skin like a lover's touch. She gazed at her reflection, a stranger staring back at her with eyes wide and bright. For the first time, she felt truly alive.
The transformation was gradual but inevitable. Candace embraced the name Candi, shedding her former identity like a second skin. Her attire grew bolder, more daring, as she discovered the power of her own allure. Sarai watched with pride as Candi blossomed, the future Queen of Sluts emerging from the chrysalis of modesty.
The day of their union arrived, a grand celebration of love and liberation. Candi stood at Sarai's side, resplendent in a gown of gold and crimson, her body adorned with jewels that sparkled in the sunlight. She was Sarai's bimbo trophy wife, her pet name Arm Candi a badge of honor.
Together, they ruled the Kingdom of Sluttyhore, a testament to the power of transformation and the triumph of desire over restraint. And as Candi gazed into Sarai's eyes, she knew she had found her true self, embraced and adored in the arms of her queen.