Iris was teetering on the edge of a mental breakdown.

  The heat between her legs was unbearable, an electric tingle zipping up her spine and fogging her brain.

  Every tiny wiggle from Kai, trapped in her panties, brushing against her sensitive skin, felt like a spark threatening to torch her self-control.

  ‘Oh no, oh no, this is too much…’ she thought, clenching her thighs tight while struggling to keep it together in front of the maids.

  Her face burned, her hands shook, and a cold sweat trickled down her neck.

  But she couldn’t let them suspect a thing.

  If they found that pint-sized wizard, her princess life would go straight to hell, and she wasn’t about to let that happen.

  The gray-haired maid studied her with a furrowed brow, tilting her head like she was trying to crack the code of Iris’s scrambled mind.

  “Princess? Are you alright? You’re sure you’re not feeling sick?” she’d asked, her tone thick with worry.

  Iris swallowed hard, forcing a shaky smile that looked more like a grimace.

  “I-I’m f-fine…” she stammered, raising a hand to wave her off. Her voice came out squeakier than usual, and she coughed to cover it. “Really, it’s nothing…”

  But the maid wasn’t buying it.

  She stepped closer, reaching out with gnarled fingers toward Iris’s forehead.

  “Allow me, princess…” she said, and before Iris could react, the woman’s rough palm grazed her sweaty skin. “Your forehead’s burning.”

  The touch made Iris flinch, and she swatted the maid’s hand away with a jerky motion.

  “No! It’s not that! I’m fine, I said!” she snapped, her voice louder than she’d meant.

  Right then, Kai must’ve shifted weirdly down below, because his tiny fingers brushed an insanely sensitive spot between her vaginal lips.

  A jolt of pleasure hit her so hard that a short, choked moan slipped out of her throat.

  ‘That spot…!’

  She cpped both hands over her mouth, eyes popping wide, as the maids stared at her with arm.

  “Princess? What hurts?” the head maid asked, stepping closer with brows arched in concern.

  Iris could barely think.

  The pleasure was driving her nuts, a wet heat spreading from her crotch to her chest, making her breath race.

  She’d never felt anything like this—not even on those lonely nights when she’d secretly touched herself under the covers.

  ‘What the hell is this wizard doing down there? I’m gonna lose my mind!’ she thought, biting the inside of her cheek so hard she tasted blood.

  But she wasn’t about to let him win.

  ‘No way in hell. I’m not falling for his cheap tricks,’ she told herself, straightening her spine with shaky determination.

  She gred at the maids, who were inching closer cautiously, and thrust a hand up in a commanding gesture.

  “Enough!” she yelled, trying to sound stern despite the wobble in her voice. “I told you I’m fine! Back off!”

  The maids froze, swapping nervous gnces.

  The head maid, gray hair falling over her eyes, stepped back and csped her hands in front of her.

  “Forgive us, princess,” she said softly, almost timidly. “We’re just worried about your health…”

  “Then stop worrying! I feel perfectly fine!” Iris shot back, sharp and snappy, though she had to cmp her lips shut right after to stifle another rogue sound.

  The youngest maid, the one with braids, pointed at her forehead with a shy finger.

  “But… you’re sweating a lot, Your Highness…”

  Iris blinked, touching her forehead with trembling fingers.

  She was drenched, and a dribble of drool had slipped from the corner of her mouth without her noticing.

  “I-it’s because I’m hot!” she blurted, wiping her face with her nightgown sleeve in a quick, embarrassed swipe.

  The maids exchanged puzzled looks, and the head maid sighed, running a hand through her gray hair.

  “Alright, princess. I won’t press you further,” she said with resignation. “But remember, we need to help you with a quick bath and get you changed for the day…”

  Iris’s heart lurched.

  ‘A bath? No, no, no!’ she thought, her legs starting to wobble.

  The pleasure kept building, a hot, pulsing pressure that shook her from head to toe.

  Suddenly, Kai must’ve hit another super-sensitive spot, because a wave of ecstasy smmed into her so hard her knees buckled.

  She crashed to the floor with a thud, catching herself on her hands as a muffled moan slipped through her clenched teeth.

  The maids shrieked in unison:

  “Princess Iris!” and rushed toward her, but Iris barely heard them.

  Her body quaked, and a warm, gushing flood soaked her panties, trickling down her thighs like she’d peed herself.

  ‘Did I… come? Or pee? There’s way too much…’ she thought, her face bzing with shame and fury. ‘What the hell did this wizard do?’

  Meanwhile, inside Iris’s panties, Kai was in his own personal nightmare.

  It’d all happened too fast: one second he was pinned against the princess’s vagina, surrounded by golden curls and sticky heat, and the next, a torrent of fluid drowned him completely.

  The thick, hot liquid engulfed him, flooding his mouth and nose, making it impossible to breathe.

  Iris’s vaginal entrance throbbed in front of him, contracting and expanding like it had a mind of its own, while her lips pressed tight against his body.

  The smell was overwhelming: a heavy musk mixed with that weird sweetness, now stronger than ever.

  Kai thrashed, trying to break free, but the soggy panties held him fast.

  ‘I’m drowning!’ he thought, heart pounding like a jackhammer.

  He ignored the holographic windows fshing before his eyes:

  [You’ve made Princess Iris climax. You’ve earned 100 achievement points] and [You’ve given Princess Iris her first female orgasm. You’ve earned 800 achievement points].

  No time for that—he needed air.

  Pure survival instinct kicked in, and Kai opened his mouth, gulping down Iris’s vaginal fluids.

  The taste hit him like a sucker punch: salty with a sharp, tangy burn on his tongue, but also that confusing sweetness.

  It was thick, sticky, coating his pate as he choked it down in desperate swallows.

  Finally, he cleared his airways, coughing and gasping as the fluid dripped down his face.

  The panties were soaked, clinging to his back like a second skin, and Iris’s vagina, inches from his face, kept pulsing, wetter and slicker than before.

  ‘This is… freaking hot,’ he thought, noticing his rock-hard erection straining against his soaked, tight pants, though the fabric chafed like hell.

  But fear was overtaking the thrill.

  ‘If this is a dream, why aren’t I waking up?’ he wondered, wrestling against the panties.

  He yelled with all his might:

  “Hey, let me out, you psycho!”

  But his voice was just a muffled whimper lost in the curls and fabric.

  Outside, the maids kept pleading with Iris to let them help.

  In a st-ditch effort, Kai bit whatever was closest—a small, fleshy nub he guessed was her clitoris.

  The reaction was instant.

  A high-pitched yelp echoed from above, and a giant hand pressed him harder against her crotch, squashing him into the hot, wet skin.

  ‘Crap, she’s gonna crush me!’ he thought, kicking harder.

  Iris, meanwhile, was convinced Kai was out to ruin her.

  ‘This shitty wizard wants to humiliate me in front of the maids and then waltz out to rat me out,’ she thought, biting her lips until they nearly bled.

  Since the maids could only see her hand at her stomach, she slipped her fingers under her dress, nudging the wizard toward her vaginal entrance.

  ‘If I shove him in there, no one’ll find him. Not even if they bathe me,’ she reasoned, torn between shame and resolve.

  A voice in her head screamed:

  ‘You’re insane! You’ll kill him!’

  But a louder one snapped back:

  ‘Kill him? He’s a powerful wizard—he’ll survive. He deserves it for messing with me!’

  Breathing hard, Iris pushed Kai in bit by bit, ignoring his struggles.

  The maids stared, baffled, whispering among themselves as she btantly scratched her crotch.

  But Iris didn’t care.

  Her fingers slipped through the wetness, and Kai slid between the curls and skin.

  Kai felt his legs snag in Iris’s vaginal entrance.

  The heat was suffocating, a pulsing, humid furnace wrapping around him.

  The pink, sticky flesh cmped onto his ankles, sucking him in with each contraction.

  The musky stench filled his lungs, thick and inescapable.

  He cwed at the panties, but the slick fabric slipped through his grasp.

  “No, no, no! Stop, you lunatic!” he shouted, but his voice reached no one.

  Kai twisted, flipping his body so his face faced the panties as his legs were swallowed deeper.

  The vagina throbbed, squeezing him tight, and the viscous fluid coated his skin, making every move a slippery ordeal.

  “I was kidding, you idiot! Don’t do this!” he screeched, but Iris didn’t hear.

  Her fingers shoved him further, and bit by bit, his torso, arms, and finally his head were engulfed.

  Inside was a chaotic mess of heat and wetness: fleshy, pink walls pulsed around him with every heartbeat, and thick liquid dribbled down his face.

  When her finger pulled out, the vagina sealed shut with a wet squelch, trapping him fully in the dark.

  ‘She actually stuffed me in her vagina like I’m some damn toy,’ Kai thought, stunned, thrashing against the slick walls.

  Iris yanked her hand back fast, breathing heavily as the heat in her crotch kept rising.

  The maids averted their eyes, awkward, and the head maid cleared her throat.

  “Everything will be fine, princess. I’ve called a doctor, and a servant will tell your family you’re skipping breakfast,” she said gently.

  Iris, feeling Kai squirm inside her, took a deep breath and exhaled hard, noticing how her vagina clenched tighter around him.

  She hadn’t even registered the head maid’s actions, too focused on that wizard, so right now she had to…

  “A-actually… I’m fine…” she mumbled, trying to stand.

  But as she stepped forward, the wet floor beneath her caught the maids’ attention.

  The braid girl pointed at the puddle, and the head maid frowned.

  “You don’t have to pretend, Your Highness. We all have bad days. Rest for now,” she said with sympathy.

  Iris didn’t get why they were talking to her like that, but the mix of pleasure and shame had her on the brink.

  She covered her mouth with one hand, nodding silently as she fought back another moan.