It doesn't matter if your lover is as tough as nails dipped in molten steel or as weak as ripped tissue; for the first time, as they're in your arms, you notice how delicate and tiny they are. Now, if they're actually small (or smaller than you) and frail is not the issue, yet they seem all of those things to you now.
And despite the fact that this thought should disturb you, at the very least make you want to protect them from everything this world could threaten. It doesn't. Actually, it just makes them all the more attractive to you, for better or worse. You want sex even more, too, whether it be tender and gentle or insanely rough, to break this precious thing you have in your hands.
How you use this meme and what kinks you can get from it are up to you! Depending on the character, you can play anything from sweet fluff to size kink to corruption to protectiveness/ownership to awkward first times to BDSM to topping from the bottom to unexpected role reversals. Just be sure to be upfront and say what you'd be interested in.
Comment with your character, canon, and preferences.
The imperial princess was quite used to having her way. Which, of course, was expected on some level, though there should at least be the assumption that after a certain point, someone of her station would have to do what was best for the empire. And in a place with so many families vying to have one of theirs achieve the title of 'emperor' or 'empress', the continuation of the family line was something that should have been absolutely paramount once the girl had reached what could tactfully be considered 'marriageable age'.
Except that it wasn't. Not only had she rejected anyone who had tried to court her, she had rejected even the idea of having a suitor. Tiny she may be, but.. she had an attitude to her, and after a certain point people just kind of gave up.
Finally, though, the idea was put forth that she didn't necessarily have to court or marry anyone. In absence of any alliance by marriage, any child would be enough, really, to ensure the continuation of her family's dominance.
Which is how she found herself confined to her quarters and assured that someone would be brought to her who could, er. Absolutely fulfill certain necessary demands.
Having rejected all her ordinary suitors, it had perhaps been assumed that the princess would be more willing to endure the company of someone less ordinary. And so it was that the person brought before her only... vaguely resembled her suitors.
The outfit was familiar enough. But although dressed like a nobleman, the newcomer seemed obviously female, given the curves of her waist and hips, and the way her silk jacket strained over her bust. And there was no immediate sign that she would in fact be capable of solving the "problem" at hand.
Sayako hoped she was keeping her emotions from showing too much on her face. She knew, of course, that the princess was graceful and attractive, and would readily have admitted that she'd love a chance to spend the night with her - but it was always been only an idle fantasy. Now that it seemed like it might become a reality... it was terrifying. What if she displeased the princess? What if she hurt the princess?
"Princess," she said, flushing almost as red as Ce'Nedra's hair. "I... I was asked to assist you with a... delicate matter?"
What, nervous? She wasn't nervous at all! She did this all the time! Right?
Well. This was a surprise. Ce'Nedra sat on one of her sofas. Not the bed. She at least wanted to keep up the illusion that she wasn't just receiving someone for sex. Or that tradition and necessity dictated that she didn't necessarily have a choice in the matter.
Though that lack of choice was purely a function of who she was. And anyway, she had at least considered the fact that she would probably end up enjoying herself a great deal. She just wasn't the type to give in to external requirements, tradition be damned.
Regardless, she was wearing one of her lighter dressing gowns, and her feet were bare. No need for shoes in her own quarters, after all. The dress showed off what womanly curve she had. She did have curves, of course, it was just that her small stature meant that she was not as...endowed... as a taller or broader lady would have been. Something which, again, irritated her to no end.
"Um." she said, looking the newcomer over. "I will admit that I was expecting more direct assistance, but." Her immediate assumption was that Sayako was there to help her choose a man.
That was another problem, of course. And they had left it to her to explain? It was almost so annoying as to drown out the nerves for a bit.
(It might help that the sight of the princess in that gown, leaving so little to the imagination, meant there were other things trying to drown out the nerves, too. She really was beautiful!)
Sayako bit her lip, thinking.
"Princess, I... am here to assist you directly."
This would get awkward. She drew a deep breath.
"Have you heard that occasionally, a child who is neither exactly man nor woman may be born? I may look like a woman now, but I..."
Do you just go up to a princess and go I have a penis? Probably not.
"...I am well equipped for the task required of me," she said instead, squirming a little, suddenly extremely aware of her cock, tightly constrained by her stiff, rather uncomfortable outfit.
Thankfully, Ce'Nedra understood exactly what she was talking about. Or, at least enough that she raised an eyebrow at that.
"Oh." she said. A blush rose to her own face. It.. probably would have been better for her to know that in advance, or at least, prepared her to meet the girl first.
So that left her thinking to herself.. was there any truly polite way to go about this? If it were just another potential suitor, there was no doubt that she would have told him exactly what she thought. And she still considered doing it to Sayako, though she at least would have felt bad about it because Sayako was not just barging into her room and making assumptions.
So, she... decided to go with a sort of polite, regal detachment. She was supposed to be good at that, right? She was a princess after all.
"I wish for you to show me. I must... be certain, after all. You know." She tried to keep her breathing even and hoped that the thrice-damned blush wasn't so obvious on her pale skin. Though it was.
The blush was noticeable... and adorable, Sayako couldn't help but think.
"V... very well," she said, hoping again that she didn't sound as nervous as she felt.
After all, the princess was so small, and... No, she couldn't think like that. People were going to be very upset with her if she didn't accomplish her task. She'd have to make it work.
Even if women her own size occasionally had trouble with it.
She began to strip. It took time, given the outfit was complicated and a bit unfamiliar, but she wasn't entirely hopeless. Her jacket went first, quite a relief - the shirt underneath was much less constraining. Shoes next, and then trousers. The shirt hung low, covering her groin, so it had to go, too, and finally she stood there in her smallclothes. Specially made ones, to fit her hips and contain her more unusual features.
She drew a deep breath, held it, and...
"Pardon me," she mumbled.
It was a relief to be rid of the clothes - or would have been a relief, had the princess not been staring at her.
Her cock finally hung free, not quite flaccid, but not hard enough to point out threateningly - it lay between her thighs, thick and warm.
Sayako held her breath as she waited.
She knew well enough that she couldn't always expect a positive reaction.
Well. It wasn't a negative one, at least. In fact, the princess got a look of definite curiosity on her face. As well as quite the blush. One hand came up to her mouth in a reflexive...not-quite-shocked expression. "Oh! Oh, well. It appears that you can provide the direct assistance that would be required in this situation."
Tentatively, her hand started to reach forward. While her feet were bare, as the princess normally could not abide shoes when she did not absolutely have to, her hands were clad in something like very thin, very translucent silk gloves that came up past her elbows and were tied with ribbons. She caught herself at the last moment, and was about to ask if she could touch the thing before her...but what came out was more along the lines of,
"As princess of the realm, I, of course, have the right to touch whatever I wish, correct?"
The direct assistance that would be required meant something quite personal, Sayako was becoming more and more aware. She suppressed a shiver, but couldn't stop her cock from growing a little harder as she pondered the possibilities.
"Y... yes, of course," she mumbled, not sure if it would be better if she tried to keep her eyes on Ce'Nedra or tried to look away as much as possible.
Still, this time she couldn't quite hold back a shiver. The princess - the beautiful young woman before her - wanted to touch her. Now that was something she had never expected would happen.
Well, Ce'Nedra couldn't help but notice that Sayako was holding up rather well under the, er. Intense scrutiny. That she was putting the girl through. Though it wasn't like she was going to stop now or anything. Everything in the country belonged to her, after all.
Including what was before her right now. In a way.
So, she reached out and traced her silk-clad fingers over the hardening shaft. "Curious..."
"H... how so... princess?" she managed, voice faint. She grit her teeth and kept her position well enough, barely moving aside from a tiny shift of her hips as the warm silk-clad fingers brushed her length.
But again, her control over that specific part was near non-existent, and she hardened noticeably at the touch, shaft pressing itself up against Ce'Nedra's hand.
She wasn't going to say it, of course, but she suddenly found herself wishing madly for a firmer touch.
"My cousins have spoken of this." she said, this time using the fingers of both hands to trace gently over it, feeling its shape, the way it throbbed, the way it hardened at her touch.
"But I have never seen one. Not... in person. Not up close."
She looked up at Sayako then. "Tell me. Are they all this...big?"
The way Ce'Nedra was touching her was maddening. Soft, warm, and light, almost teasing. Sayako shivered, and her cock continued to rise, now pointing almost straight out, clearly showing its length and girth.
"Nnn. No, princess. S - some are, but most a, aren't..."
It wasn't just her body that was shaking - her voice did, too. With a normal girl, she'd have wrapped her hand around hers and made her tighten her grip, but... this wasn't an ordinary girl.
Sayako just couldn't hold back a smile, try as she might.
"A lady does not brag," she said, somehow managing to keep her voice steady this time.
Tease or not, the princess was getting a reaction, and Sayako's cock now stood fully erect, not just pointing out, but a little bit up as well, its tip glistening with clear, slick fluid.
"Well then. It would not be bragging if you were fulfilling a demand for a demonstration." she said, and as she spoke, the thumb and forefinger of one hand wrapped around the base of Sayako's shaft.
"I mean. I need to know, after all. If you can give me what I need..."
"Hhh. How do you. Propose I... demonstrate?" Sayako wondered, voice back to being unreliable. She couldn't stop a small movement of her hips, a barely noticeable rocking against Ce'Nedra's hand.
The sight of it touching her, the thumb and forefinger nowhere near long enough to reach all the way around her shaft, was at once enticing and troubling.
But the more time passed, the more turned on she became, the more the enticing bit overshadowed the troubling aspect.
If it was a question of age, well..the princess was definitely of age. It was just.. she had always been such a tiny girl. So there were certain understandable concerns.
But, for the moment, there was just touching. Just hands, fingers, tracing and starting to stroke.
"Well. I will have to see certain things for myself, of course. Up close." she said, her silk-clad fingers wrapping around that cock and starting to move up, and down, in a rhythm that became more purposeful the more comfortable the girl got with the motion.
Her age was not an issue, but the difference in size between them... might be. Sayako couldn't help but think that she would break the tiny princess if she allowed this to go any further - though at this point, she didn't really have much of a choice.
"I - I see," she mumbled, hips noticeably moving now, sliding her cock against the silken touch. For a girl who claimed never to have seen one in person... at least not close up... the princess was certainly getting the hang of it quickly.
Precum beaded at the tip of her cock, dripping on the floor and trickling down the shaft towards Ce'Nedra's fingers.
"Y... you will ruin your gloves... princess," Sayako warned in a harsh whisper.
The princess used one hand to push a lock of hair out of her face, tucking it back behind her ear, before resuming her two-handed stroking. "Oh, these? Do not worry. I have more." she said, offhandedly. It was as if she hadn't even considered that ruining them would be a bad thing.
"Unless..." she tilted her head to the side and looked up. "Unless that is your way of saying that you would rather feel the touch of skin, and not silk?"
Sayako shook her head mutely, swallowed, and opened and closed her mouth a couple of times before she found her voice again. "I was merely. Concerned." Another swallow.
It wasn't as if bare skin wouldn't feel good, but... there was also something enticing about getting those fine gloves all messy and soaked.
And as the princess continued to touch her, the first drop of pre quickly found its way down to those stroking fingers, swiftly soaking into the silk.
"Your... touch is... exquisite," Sayako managed. She was amazed at how well this supposedly inexperienced girl was handling her, at how aroused she was becoming.
She felt the sensation of that wetness through the silk, against her skin, and blushed a little as she started to concentrate her stroking on the top part of Sayako's shaft. Because that had to feel good for her, right?
Though, at the comment, she looked up at the girl and said, "I'm a princess. everything about me is exquisite." Sure, this may have been an attempt to cover up her own inexperience, but... hey, if it worked, it was worth it.
It did feel good, at least if the fluttering eyelids and the soft moan were any indication - that, and the obvious stiffness of her nipples... and the flush of her cheeks, neck, and chest...
"Y... yes, of course. Pardon me... princess."
Sayako drew a deep, unsteady breath.
"I take it you are... familiar with the... Th, that is..."
Aw, fuck.
"Ejaculation," she gasped. "If you continue, there will be... a mess all over the floor."
She was familiar with it in concept. Her cousins had done quite a bit of talking around, and to, her regarding the finer points of bedroom experience. But. As far as actually witnessing it firsthand? Well, that was why the demonstration, after all.
"Then don't get it on the floor." she stated, in a tone of voice that she hoped got her point across.
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Is it okay if she starts out with a little bit of reluctance?]
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The imperial princess was quite used to having her way. Which, of course, was expected on some level, though there should at least be the assumption that after a certain point, someone of her station would have to do what was best for the empire. And in a place with so many families vying to have one of theirs achieve the title of 'emperor' or 'empress', the continuation of the family line was something that should have been absolutely paramount once the girl had reached what could tactfully be considered 'marriageable age'.
Except that it wasn't. Not only had she rejected anyone who had tried to court her, she had rejected even the idea of having a suitor. Tiny she may be, but.. she had an attitude to her, and after a certain point people just kind of gave up.
Finally, though, the idea was put forth that she didn't necessarily have to court or marry anyone. In absence of any alliance by marriage, any child would be enough, really, to ensure the continuation of her family's dominance.
Which is how she found herself confined to her quarters and assured that someone would be brought to her who could, er. Absolutely fulfill certain necessary demands.
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The outfit was familiar enough. But although dressed like a nobleman, the newcomer seemed obviously female, given the curves of her waist and hips, and the way her silk jacket strained over her bust. And there was no immediate sign that she would in fact be capable of solving the "problem" at hand.
Sayako hoped she was keeping her emotions from showing too much on her face. She knew, of course, that the princess was graceful and attractive, and would readily have admitted that she'd love a chance to spend the night with her - but it was always been only an idle fantasy. Now that it seemed like it might become a reality... it was terrifying. What if she displeased the princess? What if she hurt the princess?
"Princess," she said, flushing almost as red as Ce'Nedra's hair. "I... I was asked to assist you with a... delicate matter?"
What, nervous? She wasn't nervous at all! She did this all the time! Right?
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Though that lack of choice was purely a function of who she was. And anyway, she had at least considered the fact that she would probably end up enjoying herself a great deal. She just wasn't the type to give in to external requirements, tradition be damned.
Regardless, she was wearing one of her lighter dressing gowns, and her feet were bare. No need for shoes in her own quarters, after all. The dress showed off what womanly curve she had. She did have curves, of course, it was just that her small stature meant that she was not as...endowed... as a taller or broader lady would have been. Something which, again, irritated her to no end.
"Um." she said, looking the newcomer over. "I will admit that I was expecting more direct assistance, but." Her immediate assumption was that Sayako was there to help her choose a man.
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(It might help that the sight of the princess in that gown, leaving so little to the imagination, meant there were other things trying to drown out the nerves, too. She really was beautiful!)
Sayako bit her lip, thinking.
"Princess, I... am here to assist you directly."
This would get awkward. She drew a deep breath.
"Have you heard that occasionally, a child who is neither exactly man nor woman may be born? I may look like a woman now, but I..."
Do you just go up to a princess and go I have a penis? Probably not.
"...I am well equipped for the task required of me," she said instead, squirming a little, suddenly extremely aware of her cock, tightly constrained by her stiff, rather uncomfortable outfit.
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"Oh." she said. A blush rose to her own face. It.. probably would have been better for her to know that in advance, or at least, prepared her to meet the girl first.
So that left her thinking to herself.. was there any truly polite way to go about this? If it were just another potential suitor, there was no doubt that she would have told him exactly what she thought. And she still considered doing it to Sayako, though she at least would have felt bad about it because Sayako was not just barging into her room and making assumptions.
So, she... decided to go with a sort of polite, regal detachment. She was supposed to be good at that, right? She was a princess after all.
"I wish for you to show me. I must... be certain, after all. You know." She tried to keep her breathing even and hoped that the thrice-damned blush wasn't so obvious on her pale skin. Though it was.
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"V... very well," she said, hoping again that she didn't sound as nervous as she felt.
After all, the princess was so small, and... No, she couldn't think like that. People were going to be very upset with her if she didn't accomplish her task. She'd have to make it work.
Even if women her own size occasionally had trouble with it.
She began to strip. It took time, given the outfit was complicated and a bit unfamiliar, but she wasn't entirely hopeless. Her jacket went first, quite a relief - the shirt underneath was much less constraining. Shoes next, and then trousers. The shirt hung low, covering her groin, so it had to go, too, and finally she stood there in her smallclothes. Specially made ones, to fit her hips and contain her more unusual features.
She drew a deep breath, held it, and...
"Pardon me," she mumbled.
It was a relief to be rid of the clothes - or would have been a relief, had the princess not been staring at her.
Her cock finally hung free, not quite flaccid, but not hard enough to point out threateningly - it lay between her thighs, thick and warm.
Sayako held her breath as she waited.
She knew well enough that she couldn't always expect a positive reaction.
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Tentatively, her hand started to reach forward. While her feet were bare, as the princess normally could not abide shoes when she did not absolutely have to, her hands were clad in something like very thin, very translucent silk gloves that came up past her elbows and were tied with ribbons. She caught herself at the last moment, and was about to ask if she could touch the thing before her...but what came out was more along the lines of,
"As princess of the realm, I, of course, have the right to touch whatever I wish, correct?"
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"Y... yes, of course," she mumbled, not sure if it would be better if she tried to keep her eyes on Ce'Nedra or tried to look away as much as possible.
Still, this time she couldn't quite hold back a shiver. The princess - the beautiful young woman before her - wanted to touch her. Now that was something she had never expected would happen.
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Including what was before her right now. In a way.
So, she reached out and traced her silk-clad fingers over the hardening shaft. "Curious..."
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"H... how so... princess?" she managed, voice faint. She grit her teeth and kept her position well enough, barely moving aside from a tiny shift of her hips as the warm silk-clad fingers brushed her length.
But again, her control over that specific part was near non-existent, and she hardened noticeably at the touch, shaft pressing itself up against Ce'Nedra's hand.
She wasn't going to say it, of course, but she suddenly found herself wishing madly for a firmer touch.
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"But I have never seen one. Not... in person. Not up close."
She looked up at Sayako then. "Tell me. Are they all this...big?"
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"Nnn. No, princess. S - some are, but most a, aren't..."
It wasn't just her body that was shaking - her voice did, too. With a normal girl, she'd have wrapped her hand around hers and made her tighten her grip, but... this wasn't an ordinary girl.
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She gave an impish little grin up at Sayako. "So. That means that yours must be the best, is that correct?"
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"A lady does not brag," she said, somehow managing to keep her voice steady this time.
Tease or not, the princess was getting a reaction, and Sayako's cock now stood fully erect, not just pointing out, but a little bit up as well, its tip glistening with clear, slick fluid.
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"I mean. I need to know, after all. If you can give me what I need..."
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The sight of it touching her, the thumb and forefinger nowhere near long enough to reach all the way around her shaft, was at once enticing and troubling.
But the more time passed, the more turned on she became, the more the enticing bit overshadowed the troubling aspect.
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But, for the moment, there was just touching. Just hands, fingers, tracing and starting to stroke.
"Well. I will have to see certain things for myself, of course. Up close." she said, her silk-clad fingers wrapping around that cock and starting to move up, and down, in a rhythm that became more purposeful the more comfortable the girl got with the motion.
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"I - I see," she mumbled, hips noticeably moving now, sliding her cock against the silken touch. For a girl who claimed never to have seen one in person... at least not close up... the princess was certainly getting the hang of it quickly.
Precum beaded at the tip of her cock, dripping on the floor and trickling down the shaft towards Ce'Nedra's fingers.
"Y... you will ruin your gloves... princess," Sayako warned in a harsh whisper.
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"Unless..." she tilted her head to the side and looked up. "Unless that is your way of saying that you would rather feel the touch of skin, and not silk?"
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It wasn't as if bare skin wouldn't feel good, but... there was also something enticing about getting those fine gloves all messy and soaked.
And as the princess continued to touch her, the first drop of pre quickly found its way down to those stroking fingers, swiftly soaking into the silk.
"Your... touch is... exquisite," Sayako managed. She was amazed at how well this supposedly inexperienced girl was handling her, at how aroused she was becoming.
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Though, at the comment, she looked up at the girl and said, "I'm a princess. everything about me is exquisite." Sure, this may have been an attempt to cover up her own inexperience, but... hey, if it worked, it was worth it.
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"Y... yes, of course. Pardon me... princess."
Sayako drew a deep, unsteady breath.
"I take it you are... familiar with the... Th, that is..."
Aw, fuck.
"Ejaculation," she gasped. "If you continue, there will be... a mess all over the floor."
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"Then don't get it on the floor." she stated, in a tone of voice that she hoped got her point across.
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