This is a repost under new name.
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The High Chancellor of the United Council of the Realms was extraordinarily beautiful, brilliant, and as her family history defined, she really did have a long, elegant, regal name. While descended from a royal family with a noble lineage, her ascent to High Chancellor was not by heritage but rather through sheer force of will, power and intelligence. Tall at not quite 6 feet, her face was a study in classical beauty and proportion, her eyes a stark emerald green. But physically, her most well noted and remarkable feature was her lustrous, thick wavy shoulder-length auburn hair that had such body and softness that it quite literally shined. So while she did have a noble name of great elegance, nonetheless that remarkable hair is why, people think anyway, the one person in all the realms called her, simply...
"Shiny!" Shayla squealed happily when she saw The High Chancellor in the castle corridor outside the throne room. Shayla unceremoniously grabbed her around the waist and kissed her very deeply, with a vast amount of tongue. Shiny responded in kind, ignoring the occasional gawk or sideways glance from the various highborns, aristocrats and bureaucrats who were passing them by in the hallway. Shayla was an unconventionally beautiful Elf, average height for her race which made her about 5 inches shorter than Shiny. Her hair was cut into a kind of page-boy look, with bangs and sandy brown-blonde hair that was a little up off her shoulders. Her face was round with a cute little button of a nose in the middle and an almost always a mischievous smile below it.
"Look what I had made for you, Shiny!" Shayla exclaimed conspiratorially, pulling her off into a little alcove, and turning her back to the corridor to shield them both from view. She withdrew something from under her tunic.
Shiny smiled warmly and examined what Shayla offered her. It was a wooden dildo about 1 1/2 inches thick and 6 1/2 inches long with a slightly more bulbous round head about 1 3/4ths inches thick. Its base had several holes for straps.
"It's for your butt," Shayla said brightly, only slightly cautious to keep her voice down. "You know, bigger and thicker than the one I've been using on you. To bugger you with."
Shiny laughed. "I guessed that. It's very ... sweet. Thanks, I guess."
Shayla pouted. "What, you don't like it? It cost a bunch to have it all whittled and polished like that. And you know, it's bigger and thicker. For your butt."
Smiling, Shiny glanced around, and when the hall was empty, she took the dildo and sucked the head into her mouth a little, then took it out and kissed Shayla. "I like it because you like it. If you want it bigger and thicker, then make it bigger and thicker."
Clapping her hands together in delight, Shayla said, "Yay! Does that mean I can start the carpenter on making the next size up?"
Turning the dildo over in her hand and looking at it, she nodded and smiled at Shayla again. "I love you. You can make it as big and as thick as you want."
"Nahhhhh," Shayla said, "you don't mean that. Really. If I eventually made it as big and as thick as I wanted, it'd be like..." and she made a giant "O" with both of her hands. Then she stretched her hands out in front of her about as wide apart as her shoulders.
Shiny just kept smiling.
Shayla then looked right and left at her hands, her brow furrowed, then she stretched them out a little wider apart, still staring back and forth at each. As if precisely measuring something. She kept moving them apart until they were each several inches wider apart than her shoulders. Then she smiled, and nodded. "Horse cock sized," she said simply, smiling happily.
Shrugging, Shiny said, "If that's what you want, then that's what I want. I mean, if you think it will ever fit."
Shayla squealed with delight and jumped into Shiny's arms, locking her legs around Shiny's waist and giving her a deep soul-tongue kiss. Shiny chuckled at the sight of the shocked passerby. When Shayla pulled her face away, she said, "Oh, it'll fit. Buttholes are very stretchy. Plus, butts go up forever. Not like your pussy. Butts can take anything, no matter how long they are. See? I have the best girlfriend in the entire world. You'll let me do anything with you, won't you?"
Shiny nodded. "Anything you want, whenever you want."
"Then marry me," Shayla said matter-of-factly. "You said anything. That's what I want. For a start. The other nasty, dirty stuff I want, we'll do that too. But for now, marry me."
Eyes tearing up, Shiny nodded. "I would love to marry you, Shayla."
Hopping off her, Shayla said, "Good. That's settled then. I'll be the wife of the king of the world or whatever you are. That means I'll be a queen. Sortof. Or whatever."
"Not exactly king or queen," Shiny said, "I'm just the High Chancellor. It's not a royal position."
Shayla nodded eagerly, "Yeah, whatever. You know I don't like royals anyway. But you are a royal by birth, you know it and I know it, but you're ok. Because you love me. Because you're eventually going to let me bugger your ass with a horse-cock sized dildo."
"If I'd known that's all it would take, I would have had the carpenter make me one for you in the first place."
She squealed again with delight, kissed Shiny again, said, "That's not as fun. I like to design them myself. Plus, you are so silly; you can't take a horse-sized dick right away. You've got to go up in steps until you can take it all. Don't worry, you'll get there. Trust me."
Shiny said, "I do trust you. Whatever you want is what I want."
Giggling, Shayla exclaimed, "I know! Isn't that the greatest?"
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Shiny (the High Chancellor) was married to Shayla just two days later in what was a bizarre cross between a Sacred High Ceremony and the Most Common Ceremony of all time. At Shayla's insistence, while they both wore High Sacred Gowns for the Ceremony itself, right afterward, right on the isle, they took them off and had them carted away. Beneath the High Gowns they wore basic leather and fabric greaves and tunics. The left half of the Great Cathedral hall, the Royals, remained silent, some even turning away. The right half, the Commoner half who were invited by Shayla (and forced to be accepted to the gathering by Shiny's decree) cheered.
The Wedding Ball was more of a blend of the two worlds. There were Sacred High Dances interspersed with Common Dances. The Common crowd was raucous and unruly and hilarious. The High Crowd showed some initial disdain, but after enough alcohol, eventually, the two groups blended into a truly spectacular party. The High Crowd had been given permission by the highest authority in the land to act like they were 'just anyone', and they took advantage. They all could, would and did later claim any of their "uncouth" actions were simply in accordance with the decree of the High Chancellor, who had specified that all actions at the Ball we're to not be 'in accordance with any diplomatic or aristocratic protocols'. And they were right.
The Holy Wedding was universally regarded as the best wedding anyone, Royal or Commoner, had ever attended. Actually, it was regarded as The Best Party Ever.
In their wedding chamber, Shayla brought out the new dildo again. "Remember this," she asked mischievously, parading it in front of Shiny in a kind of sexy dance.
"Oh, I do," Shiny said. "I expect to know it more intimately very shortly."
Shayla pounced on her, covering her with kisses. She pulled back. Her face became very serious for a moment. "You know that I really love you, right? Like ... I've never loved anyone in my life like I love you. I never even thought I could. I didn't just want to marry you because you'll let me fuck you with a horse-dick sized dildo. And worse things than that. I married you because I love you more than I fucking love life. And I love fucking life a lot."
Shiny laughed, kissed her back, and replied, "That is the best vow you could have ever said. You should have said that on the altar."
Bursting out laughing, Shayla laughed until she cried and her stomach hurt. "I love that!" she shouted. "I should have!! I would have loved to see the faces on your crowd if I said that!! I love it!" Then her face got serious again, and she kissed Shiny deeply. She pulled back and said simply, "I love you."
And she proved it that night, as she did every day. Shayla made love to Shiny in every form, licking her, tasting her, sucking every part of her. Shiny returned every lick and suck. Shayla started in on Shiny's mouth of course, with a long session of deep tongue kissing. Then she slowly drifted down, kissing and biting Shiny's neck, licking the hollow of her throat. Down still more, until she circled her gentle angel-kisses around her breasts, kissing each one in turn. She pulled her head up to look down, first into Shiny's incredible emerald green eyes, now so soft they were like green pools, then down onto her breasts.