Birthday Presence
Chapter 1
King Aloitious couldn’t help but feel that his son needed to settle down. His boy was a good kid and while the Playboy Prince had been a cute moniker once, it had gotten a bit old of recent. It was time for him to settle down and move past all of his youthful ways.
His second wife, Queen Loretta secretly fretted when she heard this although she relayed none of her fears to her husband. In fact, she was actually a couple years younger than the wayward prince but it was just that if Prince Michael continued to play the part of the boob, it left the possibility, however remote, that when the time came, perhaps her own son Prince Carl might instead rise to the throne but if Prince Michael were to suddenly grow up, any hopes of that would suddenly vanish and her son would be diminished because of it.
Still, it wasn’t as if she could come right out and tell her husband that but there was something she could do. “I think it’s an excellent idea,” she said when her husband approached her. “Michael does need to settle down.”
“My thoughts exactly.”
“And if I might, might I make a suggestion.”
“Please do.”
“Well, of course, I’m sure that you would agree with me that the prince being of royal blood cannot marry just any sort of girl. Oh sure, I know the people these days like to create these fantasies of what it would be like if a prince were to fall in love with a common girl, but you and I both know that that would not work with Prince Michael. He needs a bride of noble upbringing.”
“Of course.”
“And of course, the prince’s birthday is approaching fast.”
“It is indeed,” the king agreed.
“So my suggestion, my dear husband, is that we send out notice for the most eligible of princesses, that we invite them to come to the castle that we present them to the prince on his birthday and that we might force him to make a choice as it were.”
“Ah. Very clever. You seek to make Michael settle down.”
“Exactly, but I would suggest one other thing, my dear husband.”
“And what is that?”
“These days, what some people would call eligible, it’s if you’ll pardon my words my husband, but it’s shocking. Even in some of the royalist of families, they let the children behave like total commoners so I suggest that before any princess is presented to the prince, she is presented to me first so that I might vet her out as it were.”
“An excellent idea, my dear. It shall be done.”
The queen smiled to herself. Her husband wasn’t necessarily a fool but he could sometimes be so easy to manipulate. All one had to do was to say the right things, appeal to him just the right way and he was putty in her hands. The prince would be presented with his choice as it were and he would make his choice and in time, when it could be shown that the prince had chosen poorly, in time maybe, perhaps she could get the king to forsake his first son in favor of his second son.
But all of that was still a long ways out. The first order of business was to make sure that the choice that Prince Michael was going to make was as poor as it could be.
In accordance with what the king now thought of as his plan, invitations we’re sent out far and wide for the most eligible of the royal families. Only princesses need apply and only the princesses of the most outstanding upbringing need apply. It was made clear that the princesses were to be presented to the prince on his thirtieth birthday and that he would choose one of them as his bride.
As it were, only three applicants submitted themselves for approval.
But even as that was happening, the queen was busy with plans of her own. She left the castle one night unattended and without being noticed, she made her way into the Dark Forest.
There’s a reason people call the Dark Forest what they do and it’s not just because it’s dark. It’s because there are dark and foreboding things that happen in there, dark magic and dark hearts. Even by day, the Dark Forest can seem quite foreboding but at night ... at night, even the strongest of men might be forgiven for their unwillingness to set forth in the Dark Forest.
Still, that was where the queen went. She was looking for someone. She was looking for a very special someone. It was the same someone that she had sought out when she had first been pursuing the king.
She finally found what she was looking for. It was an old cottage buried deep in the heart of the forest but a light in the window showed that someone was at home. She knocked on the door and she waited.
It wasn’t long before an old hag of a woman opened the door and she peered out at the queen. She looked past the queen as if she expected to see something else but then her attention came back to the queen. “You came here to see me?” she asked.
“I did.”
“You came here alone?”
“You know I did,” the queen said. “You’ve already checked that for yourself.”
The old hag smiled a toothy grin. “A girl can’t be too careful you know.”
That might be true, the queen thought and at any other time, it might even have been hilarious to have this old hag of a thing call herself a girl, but this most definitely wasn’t one of those times. She needed to stay focused and she needed to keep her wits about her.
“Vey well,” the hag said. “Why don’t you come inside and take a load off.”
The queen did exactly that. Gingerly, she found a place where she could sit.
“All right then, why don’t you explain what it is you want from me.”
So the queen sat and explained and for her part, the old hag listened until she’d heard everything that the queen had to say. “So what you want,” the hag said, “is for the prince to make a choice and for that choice to be the worst one he could possibly make. Is that correct?”
“It is.”
“And only the most fine and upstanding of young princesses are to be brought before him. Is that correct?”
“Yes.”
“Then I think I can give you what you want but it’s going to cost you.”
“Price is of no concern to me.”
The old hag smiled. “Those are some of my favorite words,” she said. “All right, go back to your castle and in three days hence, you will receive an object. Use it as directed and you will have what you want. Fail to use it correctly and you will not. Do you understand?”
Queen Loretta did not fully understand but she knew better than to question the hag so she simply nodded. “I understand.”
“Then go.”
The queen knew better than to try to stand around and talk it out. She’d been dismissed and while she wasn’t used to having people dismiss HER, she knew it was time to go.
Three days later, just as the old hag promised, there was a package for the queen there in her chambers. No one knew where the package had come from and no one had seen the person who’d brought it. It was simply just there waiting for her.
The queen quickly tore through the outer wrappings and there inside was something black and tube-shaped and along with it, there was a note.
Look not into this lest you pay the cost,For all that look here will find all is lost,For those that look what once was will be not,And the she that once was will then turn to rot,And for he at first sight of the transformed she,And for the new she when seen by the powerful he,The prince will fall for the new her whoever she be,And from him the she will never, ever be free
The queen hoped she understood the instructions. It was odd. The verse seemed to make no sense at all and yet when she thought about it, it was almost as if it did in some weird and unexplained way make sense to her. In fact, she was sure she did understand what she was supposed to do. Use the device and change each of the princesses into something she was not and then when any of them would come before the prince, he would fall for her. Loretta couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if the prince ran into two of the women at the same time but then hey, that wasn’t her problem.
The first of the three candidates to be brought before her was Princess Barbara. By all accounts, the princess Barbara was a very intelligent woman. Loretta couldn’t help but smile to herself. If the device worked as it was supposed to work, then all that was about to change.
“Queen Loretta,” the dark-haired girl said. “I understand you wanted to see me.”
“I did indeed,” Loretta agreed.
“If I might be so bold,” the princess said, “might I be allowed to hazard a guess at why you wanted to see me?”
“Of course.”
“Well seeing as how you want to find a bride for the prince, one would assume that you wanted to ... what is the right phrase for it ... check me out.”
Loretta smiled. “There might be other reasons that you might be brought here.”
Barbara smiled back. “I suppose there might. Seeing as how you and I are of the same age, you might have wanted to be friends but if that were the case, you wouldn’t have had to have had me brought here. You most likely would have come to me on your own.”
“True.”
“Or you might have wanted my advice on some matter but seeing as how you and I do not know one another, that is unlikely.”
“True again.”
“And on and on we go until we come back to the most logical choice. Since you want to find a bride for Prince Michael, you want to vet me out.”
“A well reasoned supposition,” Loretta said.
“Thank you.”
“And as it happens, quite accurate.”
“I thought as much.”
Loretta couldn’t help but like what she was about to do. The brunette was such a know-it-all that even if she hadn’t had her own reasons for taking her down, Loretta would have wanted to teach the girl a lesson. Still, she did have her reasons. “There’s something I want you to look at,” she told the girl.
“Something you want me to look at?”
“Call it a bit of a test.”
“All right,” the girl said, and Loretta had little doubt that now that she knew that whatever it was was a test, the brunette thought this was something she could easily pass.
But that’s when Loretta brought out the cylindrical shaped thing and then she was holding it up in front of Barbara’s face and even as she held it there, Loretta could see that the device was shining a red light in the girl’s eyes and as the girl looked into the tube, her face was going blank as she just stopped and stared.
Loretta couldn’t help but look at the girl. She looked so helpless as she sat there staring into the tube and something inside of Loretta just seemed to click. She wasn’t sure how she knew what she knew but she had the feeling that whatever she now said would become reality for the girl sitting in front of her.
“You think you’re so smart,” she sneered, “but you’re not smart, you know. You’re a very stupid girl but that’s okay with you. It’s good to be stupid because then you can let other people tell you what to do. You like it when that happens, don’t you, Barbie. You like it when people do your thinking for you.”
Barbie, Loretta thought. Where had that come from and yet somehow, it just seemed so right. Yes, she decided. From now on, the girl’s name would now be Barbie.
“You don’t like to think,” Loretta said again. “You hate to think in fact. In fact, if you have to think about anything more complicated than what color nail polish you should put on your nails, it makes your head hurt.”
Barbie wasn’t saying anything.
“By the way, pink’s your favorite color. Cotton candy pink in fact like the same color of the cotton candy joke of a mind that you have between your ears. That’s your favorite color.”
“Pink’s my favorite color.”
“Yes, that’s right. Pink’s your favorite color but what you really want is not to think. It’s better to get other people to do the thinking for you. Men especially. Whenever you get the urge to think, just ask a man what you should do and he’ll tell you what to do.”
“A-ask men,” Barbie stammered.
“That’s right. Ask men what to do and the more you do it, the more you’ll find out just how good that is until it’s second nature to you. If there’s any question at all as to what you should do, just find a man and he’ll tell you what to do.
“Find a man.”
“That’s right. Find a man.” Loretta finally removed the cylinder from in front of Barbie’s face and she was amused to see the girl blink stupidly. “Barbie,” she said. “Barbie?”
The girl looked up at her dully. “H-huh.”
“It’s time for you to go.”
“What?”
“It’s time for you to go. It was nice of you to stop by and see me but you have to go now.”
“Oh. Um, okay.”
“You just go out that door,” Loretta said.
“Oh yeah. Right.”
“Good bye now.”
“Bye bye.”
Barbie felt so confused as she stood there in the hallway. She was sure she was supposed to go somewhere but now that she was here, she couldn’t remember where that was.
A palace guard stopped. “Can I help you?” the man asked.
“I, um, I think I’m lost.”
“You’re lost, huh? Where do you need to be?”
“I, um, I don’t know.”
“Well, what’s your name?”
That was easy, the girl thought. “My name’s Barbie.”
“Are you staying here in the castle?”
“I think so.”
“You think so?”
“I, um, I’m not sure.”
“You’re not sure? How can you not be sure if you’re staying here?”
Barbie couldn’t help it but she was feeling flustered. Why was this man asking her all these confusing questions. “I think I’m staying here,” she said in a trembling voice. “I think I’m staying here but I’m just not sure.”
“There’s no need to get upset.”
“I’m not upset,” Barbie almost wailed. “I’m not upset.”
“There, there,” the guard comforted her and he put an arm around her shoulder. “No need to get all upset.”
“I’m not upset,” Barbie grumbled but it was already clear that she was starting to calm down. It was just so nice when a man was there to tell her what to do.
“Why don’t we go back to my quarters and we can figure out where you’re supposed to be.”
“You’re sure,” Barbie asked hopefully.
“Of course I’m sure.”
Oh my God, the brown-haired girl thought. It didn’t get any better than that. This nice man was going to help her out.
The guard’s name was Brian and they went back to Brian’s quarters. Brian was such a nice man except he kept asking her questions about who she was and where she was supposed to be and every time, he started asking her questions, Barbie quickly found herself getting upset because she didn’t know the answers and then Brian would back off on the questions and everything would be fine until he’d start to ask her more questions all over again.
“Well, you know,” he said finally, “I have no idea how we’re going to figure out where you’re supposed to be if you can’t seem to remember anything.”
“Maybe I can stay here with you,” Barbie offered. It was awfully forward of her even to make that suggestion because it almost felt like she was telling a man what to do and she knew she didn’t have the right to do that.
“You want to stay with me?”
“If you’d let me,” Barbie offered hopefully and even that seemed a bit forward of her.
“If you wanted to stay here, you’d have to do certain things.”
“I can do them.”
“You don’t even know what they are yet.”
“Oh.”
“Would you like to know what they are?”
“Yes.”
“Well for starters, you’d have to take off your clothes.”
For a moment, there was a moment of hesitation as Barbie wondered if that was actually something she actually should be doing but in the next moment, she knew the answer to that. A man wanted her to take her clothes off and if a man wanted her to take her clothes off, then that was all she needed to know. “I can do that,” she said.
“Let’s see you do it then.”
It was so obvious now that a man had told her what to do. He wanted her to take off her clothes so of course that was what Barbie wanted, too. If she’d thought about it, she might have realized that the dress she was wearing was a designer dress or that the bra and panties she was wearing weren’t your ordinary off the shelf kind of underwear but the truth was she didn’t think about it. She’d been told to take her clothes off and so of course, that was what she had to do.
Brian had been watching her undress and he nodded approvingly. “Damn, you’ve got one hell of a tight, little body.”
“Is that a good thing,” Barbie asked worriedly.
“I think so. I like a girl with small tits and a tight ass. Do you have a tight ass?”
Barbie just shrugged. “I don’t know.”
Brian came up to her and one of his hands grabbed her bottom. “I suppose maybe we’re just going to have to find out then. What do you think about that?”
Barbie couldn’t help but fret at that. A man was asking her for her opinion. What was she supposed to say? What if she gave the wrong answer. She didn’t know what she was supposed to say. Why couldn’t Brian just answer the question for her?
“What do you think about that?” Brian asked again. “Do you want to find out?”
“I guess.”
“You know what? That’s good enough for me. How about we get my dick out. What do you say to that?”
Barbie nodded.
“Why don’t you do it. Kneel down and take my cock out.”
Barbie knelt and her hands worked the pants of Brian’s uniform and it wasn’t long before she had his cock out.
“That’s a good girl,” Brian said. “Now how about you give that dick a little sucky suck.”
Barbie hesitated.
“Don’t tell me you haven’t ever sucked a cock before,” the guard said.
Barbie shook her head.
“Oh wow. If you’re going to stay here with me, you’re going to have to learn how to suck cock really good ‘cause I love it when a hot girl sucks my cock.”
Oh my God. He thought she was hot but more than that, he wanted her to suck his cock and now that she knew what he wanted, well if that was what he wanted, then who the heck was she to disagree with that.
“What do you say?” Brian asked. “You going to suck my cock?”
Well of course she was. In fact, now that she thought about it, she couldn’t even remember why it was that she’d been reluctant to suck his cock before. Wasn’t it enough that he wanted her to do it and then it occurred to her. There really wasn’t any point in talking about it when she could show him what she wanted so much more easily and with that, she moved forward and she took his cock in her hand and she slid her mouth down over that cock.
“Fuck,” Brian groaned. “Fuck. You’re really good at this. You were kidding me, right? You were kidding me when you said you’d never sucked a cock before, right?”
Barbie pulled her mouth free from that cock and she shook her head. “I wasn’t kidding you,” she said. “I’ve nerve done this before.”
“Well damn. If the way you’re doing it now is any indication, you should have done it before.”
Barbie supposed that that was supposed to be a compliment but really, she didn’ care. What mattered was that Brian seemed to like what she was doing and as long as he liked what she was doing, she was going to keep sucking his cock.
“Fuck,” the man groaned. “Fuck. You keep that up. You’re going to make me cum. You know that?”
Barbie didn’t know that but that didn’t stop her from continuing what she was doing.
“Fuck,” the man groaned and then he groaned again and before Barbie had a chance to even know what was happening, she found him cumming in her mouth.
She kept sucking his cock for the very simple reason that he hadn’t told her to stop and she was rewarded by Brian’s cock getting hard again very quickly.
“Damn,” the man groaned. “Damn. You really are one hell of a cock sucker but as good as that is, I’ve got to try something else. Come on.”
He was pulling her to her feet and then he was leading her off into the bedroom. He removed the rest of his clothes and then he pushed her down onto his bed. “Spread your legs for me,” he told her.
Barbie of course spread her legs for the man. It was after all something that a man had told her to do so of course it was something she knew she had to do whether she wanted to or not.
But then Brian was coming up onto the bed and he was sliding in between her legs and his cock was pushing up against her pussy and she could feel him pushing into her.
“Oh fuck. You’re so tight,” he groaned. “Are you ... don’t tell me you’re a virgin.”
“Yes, I am. Is that bad?”
“Fuck no but God, you’re so fucking tight. Oh yeah. You’re really tight.”
Barbie hoped that was a good thing. It certainly seemed like a good thing to her or at least what that cock was doing between her legs seemed really, really good.
“Fuck,” the man groaned. “Fuck. I’m going to ... I’m going to ... fuck, if you’re a virgin, I’ll bet that means you’re not on the pill, right?”
Barbie shook her head.
“Fuck, it doesn’t matter,” Brian said and he groaned as his cock opened up inside her. “Fuck, it doesn’t matter, but we got to get you on the pill before we get you pregnant.”
He was right, of course. Barbie knew that. Men were always right but at that moment, Barbie couldn’t help but think about how lucky she was that a man had taken her under his wing and he was telling her what to do. Almost anyone was smarter than her but men were especially smarter than her. She was just so lucky that she had a man who would tell her what to do.