Life as a Royal’s Breeding Partner

120 – Wishing For Childhood

"Ready to work out?" Shimmer asks me as we finish dinner.

"I guess," I say back, mainly hoping to avoid another embarrassing lesson from Aurora. It would be nice to have my normal look again. I'm not really fat, just don't have the muscle I used to have. The only reason I'm not fat is likely the shit food and how much work sex is.

I just hope this workout is more fun than she made it sound. The best part sounds like watching Geta do it, which isn't much of a workout. I wonder how hard Elora and Vanya's workouts are. They're also warriors, so they should work out a lot, too. Or is Geta's class special in that need?

Shimmer is just trying to get me to watch them work out and fall in love with their muscles and tits. How does she even know about that? I thought only Mai and maybe Yuki would know about that. Did they compare how I did my massages? I was thorough with the mages as well. Or does she just have the same likes?

"Good. I'll head out and get changed. You should have some clothing in your closet. Trust your maids to pick something out correctly. You don't want to wear something wrong to this. Don't want to get hurt due to your clothing," Shimmer says. Having called the ending of the dinner, she stands up and walks out. Her maid follows her. My maids stand up as well. Aurora comes behind me the other two walk into the room they had in the morning.

"Is my closet a room?" I say in surprise, staring at the open door. Through the door, I can see a bit of cloth. There is not enough detail to say it is clothing, but I doubt they are turning cloth into clothing right this second. Maybe that is just cloth to patch and tailor the clothing?

"Room? No, well, you would likely say it is a room. It is big enough to walk around in. You will have a lot of clothing. We need to get your sizes before we truly fill it out," Aurora says, pulling my chair out. "Could you stand up for me, please?"

I do as she asks, still wondering how much clothing I'm going to have to fill a room. Mommy had more than enough clothing and just had a drawer for hers. Or how much clothing I had already if it took this long to find clothing for me to run around in. Absent-mindedly, I walk over to the maid. The other two walk out of the closet of clothing. The dryad carries black clothing, and the daughter has a wrap for my breast.

Aurora swiftly strips me of the plain robe, leaving me naked with the three women. Shyla swiftly walks behind me, Aurora nudging my arms up so she can wrap my large tits. The dryad watches on with a small smile, waiting for someone to take the clothing out of her hands. Aurora does move over to the waiting-maid, letting Shyla handle me for a bit.

"Shirt first, then your bottoms," Aurora calls out. She lifts the shirt from Annoris's hands, showing something that won't work with my wings. My robes fit by being large enough to wrap around my wings, dresses by not having much material in the back. Others have a hole in the back I have to carefully thread my wings through. This will just be a prison.

"Arms up," she calls out, bunching up the shirt to get over my horns and head. The soft cotton runs down my arms before passing over my head. Unraveling as it goes down my chest and stomach, trapping my wings in a tight embrace. Ending with my tits and wings fighting to break free. Aurora gives a little flick with her fingers, and the pressure disappears, my wings free of their newest prison. "Sorry, I forgot you wouldn't be used to the clothing. Some of your shirts will have a retracting back to make it easy to handle, wash, and put on. It takes a second to let you breathe, but they should help you get dressed. Now for the undergarment."

Shyla was busy sneaking back into my closet room while Aurora grabbed some more normal linen from Annoris. These I was much more accustomed to. I reach out to accept the clothing from the maid but she pulls them away, instead getting on her knees to put them on me herself. Having done this for customers myself, I take the small steps to let her put them on me. Her smooth hands work the linen up my legs and to my waste. Stop just below my tail. Annoris got down just beside her, holding out the pants the same way.

I go through the movements again, hearing the closet door close as the cut-off pants settle on my waist. Shyla comes behind Annoris holding a pair of flats. No heels or stilts or anything I'm used to—shoes just like I had when I was a kid. These look prettier than any I had back then, but they should function the same.

A bit shocked at the footwear Shyla is holding, I mutter, "I don't have to wear heels?" The two younger maids give out a little chuckle while Aurora gives me a sad smile.

"No, you will not have to wear heels everywhere anymore. There will be plenty of times you do wear them, but not normally around the house. Only when Nobles may see you in a social setting will you be required to wear heels," Aurora says, letting Shyla put the shoes down in front of me. I slip into them and start to bend down to tie the straps, but once again, the maids take over and tie them tight against my feet. "Ready to head out?"

"I guess," I say back. Aurora gives me a small nod before leading us out of the room. The other two maids follow close behind me. Aurora leads me through the decorated halls and down the stairs to the front entrance. Instead of going through the door she turns back into the house and through the even more elaborate halls of the first floor.

There are more maids here than on my desolate floor. All of them moving with some purpose or cleaning something with a small. I guess princesses don't need to find those without a future to do the cleaning. Or she just dresses them up better.

Aurora eventually brings us to another door leading to the outdoors Shimmer told me all about. Despite the small chill in the air, everything was green and alive. Taking a deep breath, I almost feel free at last. But the cold metal doesn't let that feeling stay for long.

My maids don't let me enjoy the peace for long, pushing onwards into the yard. I try to take it all in as we walk through it, but their pace is a bit fast. Is Shimmer already there or something?

We turn around some ferns and see the large field Shimmer told me about. It's completely flat; even the grass is cut to the same height. I feel like a city block would fit in it and still have some room left.

And right in the middle is Shimmer and a few maids waiting for me.

"How did she get down here so fast?" I mutter. Aurora just shakes her head.

Shimmer is wearing something similar to me, just colored the normal orange. The loose fit still hides her muscles, except for her calves, which do look like a mage's normally toned muscles.

Fuck! All these girls are going to be beautiful, and my damn horny brain is going to make me fuck them the second they ask or even hint at it.

Is that why Shimmer is wearing loose clothing? But then the bath afterward?

Whatever, she's part of the family that stole me from mine. Just do your best, Alzi; you're still a slave. Just a more powerful owner now, needing her slave to be dressed up, just like the maids.

"Welcome to the training grounds, Alzi. We can start off with a little jog and go from there. No need to go too hard today. I hope you join us in the morning. I know you have a lot of lessons, but just this week should be fine and get you into shape easily with your mana. You really just need to do enough to get the figure you want. If you end up in a fight, we messed up badly, and I doubt a bit of extra muscle will change anything," Shimmer says, her smile not dimming while talking about me ending up in a fight I can't win. "Come on."

Before I really understand what she wants to do I'm getting pulled around the edge of the empty field. Racing to keep my feet under my body, Shimmer holds my hand. I don't even get to enjoy her ass in front of me; my entire focus is on keeping my balance.

Eventually, she lets my hand go, allowing me to run correctly. Getting over the surprise, I find my stride just behind Shimmer, finding her just a few inches shorter than me now that she isn't wearing heels.

We reach the far end, and I wait for something interesting to happen. Instead, we turn to the left and continue jogging along the edge.

"Do we do anything else?" I huff out to her.

"No?" comes back in a questioning tone.

"Why would I wake up and do this?" I ask, stopping in my tracks. Shimmer stops a few steps later.

"To get in shape?"

"I'm breathing normally right now. Isn't there better ways to warm up than running for no reason? Then what is the actual thing we are doing? I don't even know if it is worth warming up for," I say.

"Well, what would you rather do?" Shimmer asks.

"We could play tag or something."

"Tag?"

"One person tries to catch the other; when they do, you switch. It's normally more fun with more people, but I generally just played it with my Mommy."

"I stopped doing that stuff when I was like nine," she says, her face scrunching up.

"Oh, ok. I just w."

"We can play. We just haven't done this in a while. We can have the maids join us to give us more people," she quickly says as I mumble on. "Let's head over and recruit them."

She pushes us into a run, cutting across the field, this time back to our starting point. The maids watch us with a questioning stare.

"Alzi thinks it would be better to play a game to warm up. Tag. I think you should all know that, yes? Good, good. I was thinking it would be best to have you all join us to give us better numbers," Shimmers says when we reach the maids.

"I am pregnant, so I will not play. I know children of Alzi are hard to abort, but it is best to not take chances," Aurora says with a small bow. She then pushes my other two maids forward. "But I know these two would be willing to join."

It was quite clear from the forced smiles they didn't want to play, Shimmer's maid had the same look of pain on her face. Shimmer did look excited, but she was staring at Aurora's womb. Excited probably wasn't the right word; longing, maybe?

"Congratulations, Aurora and Alzi. I'm happy to see our family growing even larger. I think five will be enough to play," Shimmer says, her own face forcing a smile as she looks at me.

"Never mind. I don't think this will be fun if you all are forcing yourselves," I say, walking back to the house. "I'll just come out tomorrow and try flying for a bit."