Clothing rustled as it was oriented into place, and creaked as it was pulled and stretched. This went on and on, finally broken up by the sound of a long exasperated sigh.

"Quit fussing, your highness".

"Quit fussing? Quit fussing!?!? How DARE speak to me like that! Have you forgotten who you're speaking to!? And I am NOT fussing! A prince does not fuss, I am merely defending myself from this- this assault!"

"Of course your highness. Forgive me your highness.." the other figure relents.

With one final tug, the servant adjusts a winged collar. The final little tweak. "There!", they exclaim, before turning the prince by his shoulders. This caused the prince to about-face to a mirror taller than he was.

The prince is rendered speechless. A pink hue spreads across his cheeks.

"I really do look like a woman..." he mumbled.

His cheeks flushed even brighter.

"I- Is this REALLY necessary!?" the prince stammers, crossing his arms and stomping his foot.

"Your highness.." the servant replies, struggling not to roll their eyes, "...you know our military can't spare enough men for a proper escort right now. It would be much safer to travel small and in disguise. Not to mention our kingdom's future hinges on this journey's success.. Besides, there's an almost-as-beautiful princes waiting for you at the end", the servant jokes, grinning and pinching the prince's cheeks.

"How many times have I told you! Do NOT pinch my cheek!" the prince's frustration gives way to his own sigh. "So who is this bodyguard again?"

"Didn't I just tell you moments ago? Did you forget already?"

"It's not that I forgot, it's just that your description was so droll I never committed it to memory in the first place."

"At this point I may as well just show you... You can come in now!" the servant shouts.

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Outside, another servant opens the door for the bodyguard. The bodyguard can now see clearly into a grand bedroom, just as exquisite as the rest of the castle. Within it there are two figures. Or, rather, there WERE two figures. One tall, distinguished servant, and another, smaller figure, is now hidden behind that same servant.

Slowly, the prince poked his head around the servant, revealing his face to the bodyguard. His skin was the fairest in the kingdom, broken up only by a smattering of freckles across the nose. His hair was like soft sunshine that draped across his shoulders. His eyes were like two brilliant gemstones. And the rest of his face? Unbelievably beautiful.

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Hey there, thanks for reading! I'm a pretty flexible role-player, and am willing to do whatever post-length you prefer. We can be as story-driven and vanilla, or as smutty and perverted as you like. Humans? Furries? First-person? Third-person? It's all good to me. Want to also chat OOC? No problem. I just like to write.

Looking for \[m/FB4FU/f/gm\], any combination is fine (m4fu / m4futa, fb4fu / fb4futa, m4f, fb4f, m4gm, fb4gm).

Here are some kinks I'm okay with including: armpits, cumflation, doting, dub-con but not non-con, exotic cocks, feminization, foreskin, free-use, futanari, hypnosis, lactation, "mommy" kink, musk, phimosis, preg, mpreg, romance, sweat, teasing, transformation, virginity

And my hard limits are: Scat, vomit & gore

Besides those, don't be afraid to make any requests (as long as it's not against this subreddit's rules!!). Worst I'll do is say "no".

[m/FB4FU/f/gm] Escorting a cross-dressing prince