Chapter 33

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It was night when me and Thorodan made it to the targeted mountain near the royal castle of Adhanoria, the capital of the Vanerian Kingdom. Why a mountain in the middle of the night you ask? How discrete is do you think Thorodan is?

It took us a few weeks to make it here. I gave a few directives to Thorodan and we made our goodbyes. We won't see each other for quite a while but for us immortal beings, time matter not. I stay there immobile watching Thorodan disappear in the night sky.

The moon is providing unwanted light so i immediately start moving wanting to cover the 20 miles separating me from my final destination as fast as possible. The castle is in celebratory state since the birth of the first daughter of King Charles Carlyn the third.

The king didn't lack heirs since he already had 6 sons but it is said that not having a daughter saddened the king greatly. Now that he just got a daughter, the king is apparently in a generous mood, cutting taxes and launching festivals. All that sound like music to my ears.

After a while i finally reach the castle, the moon is high up in the sky, i need to hurry before people start getting up. This city is a highly fortified one. The castle look so immense because it is a castle city. The city is inside giant walls surrounding the colossal castle. Everything look as if it was one monstrously big castle.

Along side the walls are strategically placed guard towers high enough to see most of the city and surroundings. To any normal beings, this city would be considered impregnable but to me... a walk in the park... I first expand my mana aura as thin as possible, exploring the castle when i finally hear what i wanted to hear.

“WAAANnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!! WANNNNnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! WANNNNNNNnnnnnn” (Baby)

'Target locked.' (Michael)

I slowly localize the source of the noise and see a women bent over a baby cradle. She is comforting the baby before returning to her bed a few feet away. In the bed, a man is sleeping. I assume, Daddy and Mommy... I wait until everything get's quiet again then slowly transfer my mana to the targeted room.

There, in my mana body i stand over the cradle, a 2 month old baby is sleeping. I slowly approach my hand from the baby's face then stop myself.

'A baby without much hairs... If i drill a hole in it's head people will notice. And i need to prevent it from waking up it's parents...' (Michael)

So i gently entered my mana through it's mouth and nose, Enveloped it's vocal cords to immobilize them then quickly drilled up to the brain from inside the nose. The baby immediately woke up, wanting to cry but no sounds came out.

Since i am now quite good at this i finish the lobotomy in a few minutes. Now the hard part begin, i proceed in taking over the body, but fitting all my mana inside such a small body is an exploit in itself. And i need to be finished by morning when those two vermin's wake up.

Working as hard as i could i was finished by the time the sun came out. I stayed there immobile, fixating the ceiling when they finally started moving. Mother a bit worried for not being awoken by 'me' crying, quickly came to me and looked down in 'my' cradle.

I was looking back at her worried face with a beautiful and pure smile. She immediately irradiated joy at my sight and grabbed me in her arms.

“Is this my beautiful baby girl?! Yes it isss!!! tickle* tickle* tickle*” (Queen Cristiana)

“Guhuhuhuhu!” (Michael) Then mother froze and looked at me.

“gagagugu hihihiihi?” (Michael) She tilted her head and brushed it off.

She sat on a chair next to my cradle and sat me on her legs. She untied the strings of her night dress and popped a tit out. She then gently grabbed me and stuck my face on it.

'Hoo sweet nectar!!' (Michael)

“Drink a lot my beautiful Krea.” (Queen Cristiana)

'Hooo you won't tell me twice... So my name is Krea now hee...' (Krea)

Suck* suck* suck* suck* suck* suck* suck* [...] Lick* lick* lick*

Mother twitched a bit at me twirling my tongue around her nipple but brushed it off as her child simply playing. I drank as much as i could but my body fell asleep mid-breakfast. Mother placed me back in my cradle just in time as a few maids came in and started dressing the queen, then the king who woke up at their arrival.

Then mother left in a hurry while father came to my bed and looked at me with a smile reaching his ears.

“You are the most perfect little baby girl in the whoooole world! Daddy loveeee youu my beautiful princess !!” (King Charles 3rd) kiss* kiss* kiss* kiss*

He then wished me a good day, and left me in the care of a rough looking maid. She looked around 50 years old and time had left it's mark on her face. She has black hairs and blue eyes, and look like a woman who frown permanently. I was a bit annoyed but calmed down thinking at how i could make her go into 'extended vacations'.

The old maid then sat on a chair next to me, and started fixing some clothes. After around an hour she got up, looked around a bit, then looked trough the 4th floor bedroom window we were at. Then with the suspicious look of someone about to steal something started rummaging trough the drawers, then around the bed.

I observed attentively as i thought i could discover something very interesting. But nothing could have prepared me for what was about to come next... The maid found a pair of dirty underwear my father wore yesterday. She brought it to her nose, took a deep breath.

Then showing a satisfied expression laid down on my parents bed, slowly lifted her dress allowing her to slide her hand in her panties. She was getting off of father's smell... With my father underwear stuck to her nose the started rubbing, faster and faster.

Her breath started to become deep and laborious. After a few minute her legs became rigid and straight like sticks and her hand began moving furiously. She began emitting faint squeals, biting into the underwear, then fell limp onto the bed.

She then stayed there immobile for a few seconds before getting back up again, placing her dress and hairs back in order briefly in the mirror. She sat right back on her chair and continued doing what she was doing previously.

'... Let's try getting this out of our memory now shall we...' (Krea)

A bit later i woke up, the old maid took me and brought me to where some of my brothers were. From the look of it it is only the 2 youngest Doran and Dain, both 3 years old. Not twins, just born one after the other. Look like mother and father can't stop doing it... Guhuhuu*

When my 2 brothers saw us arrive, both of them came rushing. They seemed exited to have a sister since they only ever had brothers. I am still to young to interact or do anything without lifting suspicion so i can only spectate. Just looking as these two little twat who keep bothering me. Hurmm* hurmm* i mean brothers.

Luckily the maid shield me and tell them to go play with something else. One of these two just called the maid Ghyslaine, so that must be her name. From what i can guess, she is the head maid. Mother soon after came in and took me in her arms. Then once again, same ritual.

Suck* suck* suck* suck* suck* suck* suck* [...] Lick* lick* lick*

This time i could swear i saw her cheeks getting red! Days after days the frequencies between meal time became shorter... I may end up as an obese baby at this rate, but mommy seem to enjoy feeding me so much.

Of course in all my past lives i lived life as a woman many time. I don't mind either i consider myself asexual, meaning that i can be male or female and it doesn't mean anything to me... As weird as it may sound, i ate countless cocks in the past and i am damn good at it if i may say.

Pleasures, are a lot more pleasurable in a woman's body... Multiple orgasm? You kidding me?.. How unfair. You also get a lot of privileges only nice curves can get you... But there's of course some inconvenient... Well not as i am now anyway.

This little body is so filled with mana that it is like moving in my mana body while wearing a tight leather suit. If i wanted i could start running, jumping 10 feet high doing backspin and lifting an elephant with one hand even being in a baby's body. Can you imagine just how creepy that would be?

“Helloooo myy loveeee! Bidibidoudidoudidou...” (Queen Cristiana)

'Why do adults always talk to babies as if they were retarded?' (Krea)

“Is my baby hungry? Tehehe..” (Queen Cristiana)

'... Pervy mommy... meeh why not?' (Krea)

Suck* suck* suck* suck* suck* suck* suck*........

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Here's the map of the world. Well at least what is known so far, notice the fog of war... The full map is a lottt bigger.

Spoiler :

http://s1.postimg.org/6oufj8tjx/MAP4.png

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