“Well,” Prince Marcus began, “in another life, she would have been my sister in law.” He scratched at his thin beard, trimmed down at the request of Princess Cassandra, his wife. A minor acquiescence to the mother of his daughter. “Ironically, she probably would have been married off to a man in the Disonian government. Perhaps, it could have been you even.” Marcus waved his hand at the girl. “I think you will find her to your liking. I personally oversaw the work bringing her to your specific needs. I think,” he waved at her again, “my time was worth the effort.”

The Elfin young man from Disonia, a rising star of their senate and childhood friend of Prince Shaw, nodded once to Marcus, whom he had known since that childhood. The man stood in front of the former teenage sister of Princess Cassandra, now a mindless automaton, waiting for the magical programming inside her to be activated. The redhead, pale and utterly feminine, stood at attention passively. Her body, hairless below the shoulders, had been crafted for his needs. Her breasts had been reduced to small teardrops. Her facial was contorted to be forever young and childlike. A perfect little teenage angel, just like the Elfin Senator wanted.

“She is...perfect,” the young man began, obviously very excited, “and conditioned for exactly what I want?”

“Absolutely,” began Marcus, “she has been magically imprinted with all the behavior, attitude, moral, and sexual behaviors you requested.”

“What is her name? I just realized I never asked it.”

Marcus smiled, and took a drink out of a wine glass. “What her name was doesn’t really matter anymore. What do you want her name to be?”

He thought for a long moment. “Priscilla.”

Marcus nodded. “All right, Priscilla it is.” He pointed at the collar around Priscilla’s neck. “Touch the collar and tell her.”

Nervously, the young man touch her collar. “Your name is Priscilla.” She blinked a few times and stared adoringly at him.

“Yes, Master,” Priscilla quietly answered in a childlike voice.

The Elfin Senator walked around the girl, whose eyes followed him with loving devotion. “She will obey my every command, dress as I wish, speak as I say?”

“The magic conforms her to your wishes. Complete obedience, permanent youth, absolute devotion. Her mentality has been permanently adjusted to that of a teenage girl.” Marcus paused slightly unnerved by the senator’s needs. “Priscilla’s only purpose in living is to be the perfect, dutiful, obedient daughter you requested. She will think of you as her father, a perfect, masculine, idol whom she needs to please.”

The senator stood in front of her again, cupping her small breasts with a hand. He absently kneaded them for a moment. “Who was she...before...this?”

Marcus shook his head slowly, not willing to reveal that information. “It doesn’t matter who Priscilla was before this.” He put his hand on the Elf’s arm. “Trust me, the magic has converted her complete into the girl you wanted. She has no memory of her past life, and honestly shouldn’t have one.”

The man paused, stared at Marcus for a moment, looked at Priscilla, and then nodded. “I suppose you are right.”

Marcus shook his hand and motioned towards the cellar door that would lead their Disonian friend and his new slave discreetly out of the castle. “I am happy to help our neighbors. Shaw speaks very highly of you.” He pointed toward the door. “If you go down there, a guard will meet and lead you to the coach and horses waiting. You can activate her when you get her home.”

Again, they shook hands and the Disonian Senator gently touched Priscilla on the arm, leading her towards the door. Mindlessly, the girl followed him, her sky high heels clicking across the wood floor. Once they were gone, he turned and headed towards the door which lead to the main floor. He had a date with Princess Cassandra to keep. Their Queen was speaking at an event acknowledging the newly created gender relation council for teenagers.

Queen Sabina left the teen council meeting and came out to a large stage. The meeting with the council had been very productive. They had discussed relations between the genders, including her strong support, especially given her recent carnal discoveries, of the rights of same gender relationships. Most had been very supportive in attendance and the Queen had noticed a few young ladies who would be even better once enhanced by the magic.

With Princess Cassandra and Maiden Hayden by her side, she announced the new teen council to the citizens who had come to see her. Crowds often thronged to the Queen’s public appearances, very content with the changes that the King and Queen had made to the kingdom of Hershin. The economy was doing well, relations with their neighbors were stronger than ever, and domestic issues were being dealt with sufficiently.

As Queen Sabina spoke, she reflected on the events of the past year. She had been quickly courted and fallen deeply in love with her King. He had enslaved her, bringing her under his control using the magic, but had also romantically brought her into his command as well. Sabina had gone from common girl to ruler of the kingdom of Hershin. She had become a mother, to her dear son Marcus, and quickly become the most popular Queen in the history of their kingdom.

Queen Sabina didn’t have one regret. She had been greatly influenced by the magic. It took away her will and brought her under his direct control. Knowing about the prophecy that she would marry William, nothing about this bothered her. She was docile, feminine, and extremely obedient. However, Master had allowed her to be intelligent and productive as well. Unlike Cassandra, she was not just a living doll that smiled and looked pretty. The blond Queen loved her Princess dearly, but was glad they didn’t share the same fate.

She finished her speech and was led off to the side. A few of the girls who had been at the meeting met her and they made plans for future meetings. One girl, a beautiful, chubby, dark haired girl named Kerry, would be meeting with the Queen personally. She was nearing adulthood and Sabina promised the girl they could meet about finding the right husband. The dark haired girl wanted to be a mother, like Princess Cassandra. Kerry and the Queen hugged again. Afterwards, Sabina, Cassandra, and Hayden were led by their escort back to the castle.

At the end of a long evening, King William and Queen Sabina had a quiet, romantic dinner together in their dining room. An Elfin maid cared for their needs and served the meal. William was telling his wife about the important negotiations about something or another he had taken part in that day. Sabina politely smiled and listened, but was exhausted from a long day. She still needed to check with their slave nanny and see baby Marcus before bedtime. However, for now, her attention was on the love of her life.

William smiled at his wife, noting her exhausted look. It was a Friday, after a long week, and she deserved the rest that this weekend would offer after they returned to their bedroom. Before that, he had to get her there. “Hey,” he yawned himself, “we should head to bed.” He gave her a mischievous smile. “All day, I have been thinking about you.” He yawned again awkwardly. That line didn’t have the innuendo he wanted.

Sabina giggled. She was tired too. “I think that sounds like a good idea.” Standing up, the Queen informed their maid that they would be retiring for the evening. She walked over and kissed her Master, sliding into his arms. He held her tightly for a long moment before pushing her gently against a wall to kiss her. Taking the girl’s hand, he led her through the backrooms to their living quarters.

At the door to the bedroom, William paused and kissed his slave again. Grinning, he opened their bedroom door. Sabina’s eyes widened at the sight of Kerry passively waiting at attention. The girl wore a red babydoll dress and sky high heels. A collar adorned her neck. The girl curtsied very low, showing off her midsized breasts. “Good evening, Your Majesty, our Master has conditioned me to trance you.” Before Sabina could react, the teen slave spoke a long phrase in their long forgotten native language.

Before she could even react, the trigger phrase froze Sabina in her place. Quickly, the Queen’s mind emptied. She was ready for conditioning. Turning to her Master, shew knelt and looked up at him, smiling softly. The art of her that could still consider rational thought was melting from the waves of pleasure that absolute obedience brought on. “Master, Sabina awaits your command. She exists only to serve.” Kerry knelt down next to her as well, offering a similarly worded affirmation of her place.

“Good girls.” William smiled down at the deeply submissive slaves at his feet, very pleased. He had planned to send Sabina to the weekend conditioning session, but seeing the beautiful girl Kerry with her had made him desire a similar weekend fate for the girl as well. During dinner, after dropping off Sabina with the King, Hayden had conditioned Kerry for complete obedience to thew King and whoever, down the line, he instructed her to fall head over heels in love with, ready to marry and serve. A friend of Marcus’ from the senate would get first choice.

“Now girls,” he began, their eyes drawn up to him. Despite the fact that one was the Queen and the other a common girl, right now they were both just slaves. “...this weekend, you will be visiting a very special lecture given by Princess Cassandra.” He knelt next to Sabina. “The lecture will be about being a good mommy.” He paused at her frown. “You are a good mommy already, but you can always be better.”

Sabina nodded urgently. “Yes, Master. How can Sabina become a better mommy, Master?”

What a bright girl, even when in trance. “You see, that is why Princess Cassandra is giving the lecture. She is, I have decided, the ideal mother in the kingdom. Focused, devoted, feminine. Her life revolves around Marcus’ child.” He took her chin in his hand. “That is how I would like you to be for the foreseeable future.”

Sabina nodded, her beautiful blue eyes blinking rapidly. “That makes perfect sense, Master! When does Sabina leave?”

“Ah,” William turned and motioned towards a door, “see, that is the thing; the lecture is in a secluded room in the castle. You can go there right now, with your new friend Kerry. She is just a slave, just like you. This weekend you are just a slave.”

“Sabina is just a slave, like the other girls.” It made perfect sense to Sabina. She was a royal, but really just a girl. Master was so brilliant!

At her Master’s urging, Kerry stood up and stripped Sabina of her gown. Redressing her in a blue baby doll dress and black pumps similar to her own outfit, the girls left for their destination, Sabina following Kerry to the lecture.

During the weekend, Queen Sabina learned so much from her best friend Princess Cassandra. The blond Queen learned that her Master believed being a mother was the most important job, more than royalty, that a girl could have. Her life was incomplete without her Master and his child. Nature dictated that she must be the best mommy possible for her Master and the Kingdom.

Cassandra, herself deeply enslaved by her Master and Husband, Marcus, taught and made Sabina and the other girls like Kerry over and over that their Master’s children always came first. They should want as many children as possible. A great happiness came over Sabina during the session where she and Kerry got to put their little girlie fingers on each other’s tummies. A strong pang immersed her body for a new pregnancy.

Queen Sabina had been pretty neutral in regards to the place of women in the Kingdom. However, after a weekend of conditioning, like Cassandra, she would now spend her time, unless otherwise permitted, in the castle always. Until her children her walking and talking, her life would revolve around them. Until the King got her pregnant again. Then the cycle would begin yet again. Eventually, they would have four children, two boys and two girls respectively. Two of Marcus and Cassandra’s three girls would marry the boys, becoming the scions of the kingdom of Hershin.

The kingdom of Hershin would have hundreds of years of glorious rule. Kings and Queens passed down their legacy to the next generation, who continued passing it down/ Everything began with Queen Sabina, a commoner who has been enthralled by a Prince. This began a series of events that would lead Hershin nto the next century and beyond. The history books spoke of the greatness of Queen Sabina, her grace, humility, beauty, femininity.