So this beautiful women was knocking at my door. When I opened it, she said "Please help me. I am a Princess in trouble with nowhere else to go!" Bonus, she was really frickin' hot looking (if a little vertically challenged) and she was naked and sporting a foxtail buttplug! I said "Come on in!" (Hot. Naked. Princess. Foxtail buttplug. Tell me you'd say different, and I'll call you a liar.)
I told her that I had taken her picture as she entered and asked if it was OK to continue to take pictures. Turns out she likes having her picture taken. She looks good and she knows it. She is definitely not body-shy! I'm OK with that.
After a few adult beverages (she proved to be a light-weight where alcohol is involved) she told me her story...
She said that she was a Royal Construct. Elven DNA was combined with Human DNA and a brain was grown in a laboratory. That brain was then connected within an artificial body that would not age or become sick or frail. She said she can still be damaged, so she simply avoids situations where that could happen. When she becomes too damaged, she said, she simply gets a new body. Must be nice.
After being taught what she was, she then found out why she was.
She is the progeny of both Elven and Human Royalty. There was a peace treaty signed so long ago in antiquity that it is completely forgotten to mankind. The gist of it was that the Elves would not attack our Realm of existence, and we would not attack theirs. That was many, many, many years ago.
She was the seal on that treaty. A living icon of an agreement between two disparate races in different realms of reality. She was carefully designed, created and groomed to be a bridge between our two cultures. Literally a Monarch by the choice of two peoples.
She ruled the two Realms through much turmoil. Always working her magic and making sure the good guys eventually won the inevitable wars within the Realms.
The royal families in both Realms eventually ceased to be, and still she ruled. The treaty was kept, then forgotten and still she ruled. Even after the Human Realm had ceased to believe in the Elven Realm, still she ruled.
She told me that she is still the Princess of Two Realms, but after so many, many years, she just needed to get away for a while. She appointed her most trusted advisor to rule temporarily in her stead and went on a sort of walkabout, just roaming the currently peaceful Elven Realm and meeting her subjects.
Then trouble arrived. She hasn't yet been willing to tell me the specifics, but she had to flee or die. She opened a doorway to our Realm and stepped through.
She opened a door in one Realm to stand before a door in another Realm. My house.
After I digested all this, I pressed her for more information on her specific predicament: "Princess in Exile? Monarch of Two Realms? What? Why in exile? Why my house and my world? Are you crazy?" The "doubt me at your own peril" look in her eyes was proof enough to me that she was not simply mentally unbalanced. Yet she would say no more on the subject.
So I asked her why she was naked, when that was definitely not the normal way of dressing here in the Human Realm. She said "Naked? I am not naked! Being naked would be wonderful! Everybody else in the Elven Realm gets to go around naked if they want to. I must wear all this stuff because I am still the Princess of the Two Realms!" "Every piece of lace and chain has a meaning and a reason. You would not understand."
That's when I asked her about the foxtail buttplug. I said "Ok, it's true that you are not technically naked. Is that foxtail buttplug part of the Royal attire? That doesn't seem so bad." To which she replied "No, it is not Royal. It is just fun and it feels good on the inside and outside when the tail swishes as I walk. I simply like to wear it." OK. Can't argue with that.
"You have not told me your name." I said. "I do not have one." She replied. "I am known only as Princess, Your Highness, etc."
I said "You cannot escape the fact that you are the Princess of Two Realms. Exile or not. But you can be whatever you wish, while you are here. Just look at Akio!"
Akio, as per her usual, was her butt-naked, silently beautiful self. Just sitting and observing. (She's my bedtime Snuggle Bunny. She is awesome at being naked, soft and snuggleble.)
The Princess said "Lie to me not! You swear this place is safe for me and I can be whatever I wish to be, so long as I reside here?" "Yes. That is exactly what I'm saying. Did you not see the Stormtrooper guarding Akio? Not only are you welcome to stay, here you have a name. You are Aredhel."
"You would name me!? Aredhel? Where did you get this name from?" I told her Aredhel is a very powerful elf from the Tolkien Realm. "My name is Aredhel, Princess of the Two Realms. I wish to stay with you until I am no longer wanted here. Is that OK with you, Sir?" To which I replied "So long as you don't mind a threesome....." To which she replied: