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."