The Princess and the Popper
Chapter 6
Catherine was back in her room in the boarding house … well Deedee’s room actually but it was starting to feel like her room … and there was one thought that kept running through her mind.
It was time to get back to the palace.
She’d lost track of just how long she had been out here. All she knew was that it had been a while and poor Deedee must have been going out of her mind in the palace. She hadn’t really wanted to switch places. Heck, she’d pretty much had to be talked into it and if there was one thing that Catherine was certain of, it was that Deedee was probably struggling. Being a princess really wasn’t as easy as most people thought it was. A princess was one of the faces of her kingdom. A princess had to know how to present herself.
But changing back wasn’t going to be that easy. After all, they’d been able to change places because they’d looked so much alike. That wasn’t exactly the case anymore. Her face, lips, legs, butt, hair, eyes and boobies might have all changed but other than that, they still pretty much looked alike.
She chomped away on her gum and she just had to giggle at that because it was really pretty strange because she never giggled but it was so funny. She’d just called her breasts boobies but in the next instant, she was wondering why she shouldn’t call them that. Boobies was such a happy word and her boobies made people happy so why shouldn’t she call them boobies?
That having been settled, Catherine pulled out a pen and paper and she sat down to work out a plan about how she was going to get into the palace but after fifteen minutes, Catherine finally thrust the pen and paper away from her. Thinking was so hard, she told herself. She didn’t want to do that anymore.
But she still needed to get back into the palace, she told herself.
She blew a bubble with her gum and then …
Pop!
Thinking was hard. There wasn’t any doubt about that. Sometimes it was just so much better to not think but sometimes no matter how much you didn’t want to think, sometimes you still had to do it and with that, she pulled the pen and paper back towards her.
Another fifteen minutes later, the only thing on her paper were a few doodles. This wasn’t working, she told herself. There really wasn’t a good way to do it.
Well okay, maybe she was going about this all wrong. After all, Deedee had made it into the palace so if she just did what Deedee did, shouldn’t that also work for her?
Well of course it would, Catherine told herself. She’d really wasted all this time trying to think of a plan when the solution was right there in front of her. She’d just do what Deedee had done.
Deedee had come in with a tour group so that was what she had to do, too. She’d sign up to take a tour of the palace and then somehow, she’d get away from the tour and she’d make her way back to her apartments and it was only then that her brows crinkled up. That was weird, she thought, but she was having trouble remembering just how to get to her apartments.
That was weird, she thought. How could she forget something like that. Maybe she’d been away from the palace longer than she’d thought but in the next instant, her face cleared. It would all come back to her once she was inside and besides, it wasn’t good to frown. It was so much better to turn a frown upside down.
She signed up for a tour of the palace and she was at the appointed place when the tour was scheduled to go. This was going to be so fun, she told herself. Wasn’t everyone going to be so surprised to see her.
Of course, she’d be going in undercover so that meant she was going to have to be in disguise because she didn’t want anyone to recognize her too quickly so she bought a big pair of sunglasses so she could keep her identity a secret.
This was all so exciting. There was a part of her that wanted to drop hints about who she really was but that would have spoiled the surprise so she kept silent and just waited for the right time to go.
Her moment came when they were in a hallway with a bunch of suits of armor. The tour guide was droning on about all the history of the suits of armor and while Catherine had the feeling that she should have been more interested, all she could really think is that all of this stuff was really, really boring.
But at the same time as she was thinking it was all really boring, she couldn’t help but notice the stairs going up. There was a sign across the stairs that said “Private” but this was important so she edged her way closer. Of course considering how short her skirt was and the fact that she wasn’t wearing any panties, as soon as she stepped over the sign, she was going to show everyone her pussy.
But that was a risk that just had to be taken so as the tour group started to move on, she eased her way past the sign and then she was on her way up the stairs.
The weird thing was that it all looked so strange and yet at the same time, there was a part of her that said she should know this place and then she came to a door and instinctively, she knew this was the door she’d been looking for. She stopped and then she knocked.
Why had she knocked, she asked herself. If these really were her apartments, shouldn’t she have just done gone inside and yet even as she was pondering that, the door was opened and she was staring at herself. “Can I help you?” The other her said.
“It’s me,” Catherine said conspiratorially. “It’s Catherine.”
“I’m afraid I don’t understand,” the other her said. “I’m Princess Catherine but who are you?”
Catherine couldn’t help but nod knowingly. The girl had no way of knowing that this was the real Catherine standing in front of her so she wasn’t going to say a thing until she was sure it was her. That was smart. She wished she was that smart. “It’s me,” she said again.
“Yes, I know,” the other her said with aloofness. “You already said that but that doesn’t really answer what I want to know. I asked you who you are.”
Catherine was about to say something more when she heard a man’s voice behind her. “Is this woman bothering you?” he asked.
Catherine turned and she saw a man in a blazer that she recognized as identifying him as one of the palace’s security service. The earpiece in his ear confirmed that and Caroline couldn’t help but think that she should know the man but for some reason, anything she might know about him was eluding her at just that moment.
“She seems to think she belongs here,” the woman in her apartments was saying, “but to tell the truth, I’m somewhat confused as to just why she thinks she belongs here.”
Catherine couldn’t help but stare dumbfounded. What the hell was going on here? Of course, she belonged here. These were her apartments, weren’t they? She chomped down on her gum and a sense of contentment overcame her. Maybe they weren’t her apartments. Everything was just so confusing.
“I think she’s in the wrong place,” the security man said. “Would you like me to take care of her?”
Wait a minute. What did they mean by take care of her? Something wasn’t right here.
“I think you need to take her away from here but do it quietly. It wouldn’t do having her raise a fuss and getting everyone all riled up and besides, if you ask me, I think she’s just confused.”
“It will be done,” the security man said. “I’ll get her out of here and you can count on me to keep it quiet.”
“I know I can,” the woman said. “I’ll leave it all in your capable hands,” and with that she retreated back into the apartments and she closed the door behind her.
This was insane, Catherine told herself. She wasn’t supposed to be out here. She was supposed to be in there. What the heck was going on here?
“Pardon me, Miss, but I’d like you to follow me. The princess is busy and she doesn’t need you bothering her.”
Catherine tried to shrug the man’s hand away from her but in the next moment he grabbed her a little tighter and Catherine realized the man had no intent of letting her go. “Take your hands off of me,” she said indignantly. ‘I don’t belong out here. I belong in there.
The man shook his head. “It’s not any good,” he told her, “and I think you know that. You should have never got this far but you’re not going to disturb the princess so just be smart about it. You need to come with me and you will come with me, one way or the other.”
Catherine shook her head. She didn’t care what anyone said. She was the princess. She wasn’t supposed to be thrown out of the palace.
And yet even as she was thinking that, there was the man leading her away. “You can’t do this to me,” she said.
The security man just shook his head. “Don’t be dumb. Just be smart. It’s over.”
“I am smart,” she said with a pout. It was so frustrating when people didn’t believe her. It was like she was some dumb stupid-head. She was smart and yet here she was being led away from the princess’s apartments. From her apartments. This just wasn’t right and then something occurred to her. “Where are we going?” she asked.
“I’m taking you to the security offices so we can find out just who you are and after we’ve done up a profile on you, we’ll let you go.”
“Let me go where?”
“You can go wherever you want.”
“Can I come back up here then?”
The security man just shook his head. “Now that would be dumb and you just told me you were smart, right? So why would you want to do something dumb like that?”
Catherine chomped away on her gum and when he put it like that, she had to admit he was right. She didn’t want to do anything dumb but she was still the princess which meant she belonged here.
They came to a room and the security man held the door open for her. “In you go,” he said.
It was a big room with lots of cameras and Catherine realized they must have cameras all over the palace and there was another security guard sitting there watching all those cameras and Catherine couldn’t help but think that was a cool job where you could just sit and watch TVs. If she wasn’t a princess, she might have wanted to have a job like that.
But the security man wasn’t stopping there. He led her through the room to a door on the other side and once again, he held the door open for her. “In you go,” he said.
It was a small office with a desk and a computer and little else. There weren’t any personal objects in the office, Catherine noticed. It seemed to be little more than just an office where work could be done.
“Why don’t you have a seat there,” the security man told her, “and then we’ll get your information down and we’ll have you on your way.”
Catherine looked at the chair and she knew the skirt she was wearing was incredibly short and if that wasn’t bad enough, she knew she wasn’t wearing any panties. If the man sat across from her behind the desk, he’d almost certainly be able to see that unless she kept her legs held tightly together.
The man did indeed sit behind the desk and then he was pulling out a sheet of paper. “All right now,” he said. “Let’s get started. What’s your name?”
“Catherine.”
“Catherine what?”
Catherine chomped down on her gum. He already didn’t believe her when she’d told him she was the princess so he was like totally not going to believe her even more if she told him her real last name but it wasn’t like she could just make up a last name either so just what the heck was she supposed to do?
The security man was watching her as she tried to figure out what to say to him. “You don’t want to tell me your last name?”
Catherine shook her head.
The security man just shook his head. “All right then. We’ll leave that line blank for now. Next question is where do you live?”
“Where do I live?”
“Yes. What’s the address?”
She obviously couldn’t say she lived at the palace because he’d never believe that and try as she might to come up with it, she still had no idea what the address was for the boarding house where she’d been living.
The security man sighed. “You don’t know what the address is either?” he asked.
Catherine shook her head. “I, um, I just moved in recently.”
“All right then. We’ll come back to that one, too. How long have you lived there?”
Once again, Catherine had to shake her head. With all the things that had been happening to her, she’d rather lost track of time. She knew it made her look stupid if she couldn’t answer any of the man’s questions but she just didn’t know any of the answers.
“Look,” the man said. “I’m trying to help you here but if you don’t give me any information here then we’re going to have to hold you here until we can find out the information for ourselves so I need you to be straight with me. Don’t be dumb.”
Catherine chomped down on the gum as she tried to figure out how to answer that. She blew a bubble and then …
Pop!
She was dumb. She wasn’t certain why she’d ever tried to hide it. Certainly this man had to have seen that already but she was okay with being dumb. Being smart was like so totally overrated. “Like I don’t know, Mister,” she said as she leaned forward. “I’m like trying to be as helpful as I can. I just don’t remember all that stuff your asking me.”
“Uh huh. You don’t remember your last name or where you live? I have to say I find that hard to believe.”
“It’s the truth, Mister.”
The security man just looked at her. “Uh huh,” he said in a tone that hardly seemed to indicate he believed her and then he seemed to come to a decision and he put his pen down. “As it is, I need you to be honest with me. I need you to give me some personal information but I think I might have a way for you to convince me of your good intentions.”
“How’s that, Mister?”
The security man stood and then he came around the desk until he was standing right there in front of Catherine. “Well the way it works is you show me how good you can be and if you show me you’re good enough, then maybe I don’t have to ask you anymore questions that you don’t want to answer.”
“How would I do that, Mister?” Catherine asked innocently.
“Well the first thing you is to open my belt and unzip my pants and then you’re going to take out what you find in there.”
Catherine remembered what she’d done for Devin and she’d done such a good job of it that Devin had actually given her money. That was because she was smart, she told herself, she wasn’t a dummy like these people thought she was and with that, she took the security man’s pants down and she took his cock in her hand. “You mean like this, Mister?”
“I think you know what to do next,” the man said.
Indeed she did. She gave his cock a few quick strokes and then in the next moment, she was opening her mouth and taking his cock inside.
She heard the man chuckle as she continued to suck his cock. “I’m starting to think that we can work something out after all. Keep sucking that cock, princess.”
It was while she was still sucking his cock that the door to the office opened and Catherine knew there was another man there. He wasn’t saying anything at first. He was just standing there watching and then before she knew it, he was thrusting his cock at her, too, and without even thinking, Catherine shifted her mouth over to suck his cock, too. She’d show them, she thought. She wasn’t nearly as dumb as they thought she was.
And then her mouth slid back over to the first man’s cock. She’d show them.
The first security man chuckled as she continued to suck on his cock. “I guess you’re really starting to prove your point,” he said. “You’re not as dumb as you look.”
Catherine wasn’t certain whether that was a compliment or not. He’d told her she wasn’t dumb but it almost sounded as if he was saying she looked dumb.
“I’ve got something else you can do to prove you’re not as dumb as you look. Why don’t you stand up and bend over while you suck Bill’s cock.”
Bill must have been the name of the other man, Catherine thought, but he was also the security man who’d been watching the video screens when they’d entered the room but all the same, she did as she was told to do and she stood and bent over so she could continue sucking Bill’s cock.
The other security man wasn’t wasting any time moving in behind her and eve as Catherine continued to suck on Bill’s cock, she felt the other man put his hands on her hips and then moments later, he was lifting up her incredibly tiny skirt and exposing her bare pussy.
And that’s when she felt it. He was working his cock in between her legs and even though there was a part of her that said she probably wasn’t supposed to be letting him do this, if she was going to prove to him that she wasn’t as dumb as he thought he was, then it wouldn’t be a good idea to tell him no.
And then his cock was inside her pussy and even if she knew she probably wasn’t supposed to do this, she did have to admit that it did feel pretty good.
But the cock in front of her wasn’t going to go away just because she was getting fucked from behind so there she was with a cock in her mouth and one in her pussy.
“Oh fuck,” she heard the man behind her groan and almost at the same time, she felt his hands grip her hips just a little more tighter and as he buried his cock inside her one last time, she could feel him cumming inside her.
For the moment at least, she lost track of the cock in front of her as she focused all her attention on what the one behind her was doing inside her pussy,
Finally though, the man was done and Catherine could feel his cum dripping out of her tight, little hole as he finally pulled himself free.
But Bill was feeling left out. He stood Catherine up straight and he kissed her and then he held her face with his hand. “You let Jack cum inside you but you don’t let me cum inside you? How do you think that makes me feel?”
Who was Jack, Catherine wondered until she realized he must have been the other security man. God, she must be so stupid but in the next instant, she was telling herself that she didn’t mind being stupid. Being smart meant you had to think and thinking was hard. It was so much better to not think.
“You need to turn around and lick Jack’s cock clean.”
Well of course, she did, Catherine thought as she turned around and looked at Jack’s cock and she couldn’t help but lick her lips in anticipation. She’d show them just what her lips could really do but even as she tried to kneel down in front of him, Bill had a hold of her hips and he was pulling her back up from behind and he was pushing her over at the waist and she felt his cock moving in from behind.
Oh very clever, Catherine told herself, as she felt Bill’s cock slide in between her legs. There was a part of her that wished she were clever, too, but at the same time, she couldn’t help but feel that being clever was a lot like being smart and she’d already decided she didn’t really need to be smart.
And then he wasn’t just between her legs but he was inside her pussy and Catherine couldn’t help but think that there was supposed to be a reason why she shouldn’t be letting the hired help fuck her but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember what that reason was.
She loved the way his hands held her hips as he continued to fuck her. Maybe she should just stop trying to remember why she shouldn’t like this and just let herself go with what was happening.
And then she didn’t have to forget anymore because in the next instant, she felt him cumming inside her.
Bill waited until he’d pumped every last drop inside of her and only then did he pull his cock out of her and all the while, Jack was looking at her. “I don’t know what your game is but a princess doesn’t let the security detail fuck her and I think we both know that so from now on, you don’t come around here bothering the princess. You got that?”
Catherine just looked at the man and she chomped down on her gum. She knew what he wanted. You didn’t have to be smart to know that but that isn’t change who she was. She was still the princess. She belonged here in the palace.
“Do you got that?” Jack asked again.
Catherine just blew a bubble as she tried to think about what she was going to say. She still hadn’t figured it out and then …
Pop!
She was in the pub sitting at a table again and once again, she was sitting across from Anders. “Did you have fun at the palace?” he asked.
“How’d you know I was there?”
The pub owner just smiled. “That’s irrelevant,” he said. “It doesn’t matter how I knew. What matters is that I did know but once again, I’m going to ask you what I’ve asked you before. I say you don’t belong at the palace. I say you’re not the princess so either you admit it or we keep playing.”
“Keep playing what?”
The pub owner smiled a wry smile. “That’s not really important. Princesses belong in the palace but you don’t.”
“But I am the princess,” Catherine said with a pout. “I don’t care what you do or say to me. Nothing’s going to change that.”
The man sighed. “So you’re still sticking with that story, are you?”
“It’s not a story,” Catherine said defiantly. “I might not be like a super smarty pants but I know the truth. I am the princess.”
The pub owner sighed again. “I guess it had to come down to this,” he said as he he held out te now nearly empty box of bubble gums. There was only a pink one left. “Go ahead,” he said. “Take it.”
Catherine took the last piece of gum and she popped it in her mouth. It was sweet and it reminded her of cotton candy.
“Now blow a bubble for me.”
Catherine did as she was told to do and then …
Pop!