It had been nearly 3 months since you broke up with Oxana. The relationship had been falling apart for a while. She was always into her rituals and her strange witchy practices. You’d thought it was quirky and interesting when you first met, but as time went on the silly “magic” she believed in seemed to be the only thing she thought about. It wasn’t long before your attention went elsewhere. You started falling for Triss, a busty, bubbly redhead you met at the gym, and who wasn’t anyt

Jenna stood outside the mansion’s front door in a tight bikini. She felt ridiculous. Was she really doing this again? She needed the money. Desperately. Jenna knew that one more missed payment meant the loan sharks would eat her alive.
 “You’ve got to do this. Let’s just get it over with.” She whispered aloud as she reached for the doorbell.
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The thought of Elora’s body stayed with me even when I left the castle. I began to think of her as more than my princess, more than my job. I relived our foot rubbing session over and over again in my dreams each night. They always started the same way. From my lowly spot on the floor, I had the best view in the world: My sleeping goddess Elora. Framed between her towering feet, her stuffed belly looked like a giant pile of dough, rising and falling with each snoring breath. Her perfectly prop

I always fancied Elora. Foolishly, I know.
 I am just the son of a worthless potato farmer, and she, the daughter of a king. Divinity and nobility mingled in her veins, a fact that she often reminded her servants of. If she noticed even the slightest stain on her linens, she was sure to make the handmaidens scrub them again. The butlers and cooks worked double-time to meet her outrageous dining requests on feast nights. The King’s Guard? We got the worst of it. Elora made a game of giving