CHAPTER 7
Outside the grand hall, just before the coronation.
Heidi stood impatiently, her foot tapping the flagstone floor as she waited to be called forward. She was in a room adjacent to the grand hall, where her coronation was taking place.
The Princess had to wait for the correct moment to enter the room. She'd then have to listen to the Bishop's speech, look stern & serious while her crown is placed upon her head and officially become Queen.
The stress of the coronation was building to Heidi's breaking point. She had to seriously rush to get through all her royal preceding before the crowning. Darren had been successfully scared off and Heidi hadn't seen him since before the bath. After her self-love session in the tub, she had problems with her planned outfit. The dress that was specifically picked months in advance obviously wasn't going to fit her new dimensions and had to be hastily modified by a very irate seamstress. And on top of everything, she somehow
still
hadn't found her handmaiden Sophie.
This was very unlike Sophie, she'd never disappeared for this long before and she managed to elude the palace staff that Heidi had specifically dispatched to find her. She wasn't in her room, in the maids or servants quarters and she wasn't spotted in the surrounding courtyards, garden or even the town market. The Princess was worried that something bad must've happened to her. Despite worrying about Sophie's safely, she also just needed a friend to confide in.
Heidi just needed someone she could vent on for a bit. Let out some of the stress of the coronation and her rule-breaking engagement. A lot had changed in just a few hours and Heidi felt like she was having to go it all alone.
A head poked out from a doorway, "Your majesty, that was your cue! Quickly now!" The head belonged to one of the Bishop's men.
Heidi hopped forward, trying to remember to breathe in between the carefully practiced step choreography. She fixed her pacing as she strutted towards the large double doors, opening as she approached.
Heidi kept a neutral face as she gulped in a big gasp of air. As she passed through the doorway a thousand eyes were immediately staring at her. The Princess was the sole focus of everyone's attention. All of her subjects, the subject's subjects were seemingly in attendance with the grand hall busier than she's ever seen it. Even a balcony of commoners was in attendance, albeit relegated to the farthest reaches of the room.
She instantly felt the heat of their gaze and her body was already boiling.
"This dress is trying to kill me,"
she thought to herself.
The seamstress was immensely pissed at the inaccuracy of the initial measurements, blaming some clerical error on the dress's unsatisfactory fit. Heidi didn't say anything to correct her assumptions.
Her coronation gown was a full length dress with intricate golden flora inlays and delicate lacework. It had layers and layers of material meticulously crafted to accentuate the Princess's once modest curves without overly exploiting them. The gown was without a doubt a masterpiece, but unfortunately that dress had to be adjusted.
The seamstress did the best she could, but it wasn't nearly enough to maintain the once elegant modesty. Given the extreme time constraints, she did a respectable job, but the dress showed a lot more than it was supposed to.
"If they don't look too carefully they might miss the deep cut of cleavage,"
Heidi justified to herself. She knew full well exactly where everyone would be looking.
The dress tightly hugged Heidi's breasts, focusing their heft into a deep cleft of cleavage. The bust had to be opened up significantly, now barely covering her puffy nipples and a thin strip of golden lace struggling to hold the cups of the dress together. Her heavy breasts sat high on her chest, their luscious curves extending a great deal outwards.
The back of the dress revealed almost the entirety of Heidi's bare back. The laces in the built in corset couldn't be tied all the way in and instead had to be left undone. Only the bottom row of laces could be properly adjusted, leaving a deep plunge down her back. Intricate flora patterning flanked her sides and the unused laces were tied into a big bow just above her rear.
Below the waist much of the dress was unchanged, thankfully. The smooth silk billowed out only slightly at her waist before flowing down to the ground and trailing behind her in a lengthy train. More flora patterning and golden inlays ran down the entire length of the dress and sparkled in the light as she walked. Heidi stepped carefully as the train dragged behind her.
Outwardly everything below the waist seemed ordinary, but within the hot confines of the dress there was a different situation. Heidi had been careful to disguise herself from the seamstress, blocking her from working on the lower parts of the dress. The Princess had unceremoniously stuffed her flaccid fem-cock into another undersized thong. She was careful to take small conservative steps, being extra cautious that she didn't squeeze her plump pussy as she walked. However, the thin material was fully engulfed by her lips and irritatingly chafed as she walked, causing unwanted stimulation to the area. Every misstep was met with a shock of pleasure that slowly stirred up her loins. As she walked down the aisle of the grand hall, the sensations were only multiplied by the attention of her guests.
Heidi quickened her pace, against her intended choreography. rushing to get herself out of this potentially embarrassing situation.
She was acutely aware of the moisture building in her crotch. The mixture of fluids collecting between her voracious vagina and her slowly stiffening member. She knew she was dripping, leaving droplets behind and laying a sex-scented trail as she walked down the aisle.
Heidi bit her lip as she powered through the arousal, trying her hardest to ignore the feelings.
Snapping her gaze to the end of the hall she spotted Darren standing at the rise of the throne. He stood proudly beside the Bishop as he waited for Heidi to make her way down the aisle. Seeing Darren soothed the Princess,
"I'm almost there, just need to hold on a little longer,"
she told herself. She kept her eyes locked on him, trying to ignore everyone else in the room.
She was reminded of the deposit of Darren's cum still in her, she could always swear she could still feel it clinging onto her insides, it's warmth easing her mind of any doubt.
"Mmhhh," She quietly moaned, just over the idle volume of her breath.
Her gut was churning and she was starting to feel nauseous. The nausea mixed with her arousal, creating a strange sensation, like a pleasant vertigo. Her mind was wandering and she felt extremely light on her feet.
As she reached the leading-edge of the throne she turned on the spot as she was told and awaited her anointing. Her mind felt foggy as she stood, her thoughts dominated by visions of Darren and his delicious cock. Heidi subconsciously licked her lips.
The Princess couldn't focus on what exactly the Bishop was saying in that moment, but she knew the rough jist of the message. She was familiar with how this ceremony worked, and all she had to do was stand still and wait for the speaker to finish his lengthy speal.
She tried her hardest to hide her mounting arousal. Luckily no one seemed to notice Heidi's discomfort, except Darren. He gave her sympathetic glances in between the bishops declarations, even reaching over to hold her hands.
Her mind continued to wander, grasping at thoughts but being unable to form them fully. The strange feeling was like a dull haze over her senses, she could see and hear everything that was happening but she wasn't in control of her body. She just drifted through the motions as if on auto-pilot.
Even with her mind growing dimmer, her arousal was still growing steadily.
"Ohh," Heidi shuddered as her stiffening cock managed its way out of her undersized thong. The head brushing against her dress, sending tingles throughout her body and accelerating her arousal. The sudden sensation brought back a little bit of her sense of reality.
With her girl dick released from it's confines it was freely flopping around inside her dress. Pulsating with her heartbeat and begging to be touched. It held her hostage in front of everyone. She squished her thighs together, mashing her loins against themselves, trying to relieve some of the pressure as discreetly as possible. Unfortunately this had the opposite effect, the attempt only managing to coax out additional pre-cum.
Heidi felt a weight on her head, her awareness shifting from her arousal to the crown on her head. A
