Chapter 125: Chapter : 125 : Girl’s Party!

Aiden stood outside Seraphina’s room.

He sighed, tired. *Convincing The Queen was too tiresome than I thought.*

“How long are they going to take?” Selvara asked, annoyed.

“We should just leave.” Luna said, “Master… Can we?” Grabbing onto Aiden’s arms, asking cutely.

“No, we cannot.” Aiden replied, his voice dismissive.

“Moo…” Luna pouted cutely.

Aiden pressed the tip of her nose, “You look cute like that.” Smiling teasingly toward her.

“Not fair.” Luna said, still pouting.

“So… Where are we going exactly?” Arisha asked Aiden.

“We’ll see.” Aiden smirked.

“Hero…” Zera called, standing beside Vegia.

“Yes?” Aiden asked, turning toward her.

“Do you need the carriage?” Zera asked.

“Well…” Aiden said, thinking for a moment, he added, “Why not. It is preety far off.”

“Alright. Leave everything to me.” Zera said proudly, pressing a hand on her chest.

“Fluffynugget… Do you know where are we going?” Ivy asked Fluggynugget.

“Mii~” He miied, hovering beside her, which could meant anything from I don’t know to I want carrots.

“Ohh…” Ivy nodded.

“How does she understand this thing?” Selvara asked, surprised.

“Don’t ask me.” Aiden said, “I have no clue how they function.”

Leona giggled from Lysandra’s arm.

“Ohh… My sweet little dragon. Was it that funny?” Aiden crouched to her level, indulging with her.

“Y-yes!” Leona replied, laughing.

“Our daughter sure is something.” Aiden said to Lysandra, looking toward her.

“That she is.” Lysandra said, hugging Leona to her chest, tightly.

“Mummy… That tickles.” Leona laughed, enjoying her mother’s affection.

Thristle and Venya clutched onto Aiden’s arm from both side.

“My King!”

“My Lord!”

“What?” Aiden asked.

“I/Venya want your/My Lord’s baby.” Both said in unison.

“I am already trying my best. It’s upto you now.” Aiden said casually.

Luna placed her hand oh her belly, ginning menacingly toward them.

“I don’t know why, but I think she is mocking us.” Thristle said, popping a vein.

“Venya thinks so too.” Venya added angrily.

Vegia burst out laughing, “You all are impossible.”

They turned toward her in unison.

“You’re enjoying this too much.” Nyxion said.

“Venya guess Vegia wants a baby too.” Venia said.

“H-huh. No… I mean… Shut up!” Vegia blushed furiously, clutching her staff to her chest.

“Ohh… It’s not that then?” Venya asked.

That did it.

Everyone burst out laughing and Vegia was the centre of attention.

“Shut up!”

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Inside the room was Seraphina, Nivara, Seria and Varra.

Varra groaned dramatically, “Do I really need to change? This dress is practically perfect.”

“She’s like a completely new woman,” Seraphina said, amused.

“Varra is just shy around him” Serica added.

“Seria…” Varra warned, her tone a mix of embarrassment and challenge.

“Just do what he said.” Serica replied, smilling teasingly.

Varra’s shy exterior returned for a moment.

Seraphina tilted her head, eyebrow raised. “Oh, honey… perfect doesn’t count when it’s party time.” She reached over, tugging at the hem.

Seraphina clapped her hands like a villain. “ALRIGHT! FORMATION C! GET THE MERMAID!”

“FORMATION WHAT—KYAAA!”

Varra shrieked as Seraphina lunged from the front and Seria slid behind like a damn ninja, grabbing her flowing shawl and yanking it straight off like pulling a tablecloth from under a full dinner set.

“STOP—HEY—YOU CAN’T JUST—”

“BOOB CANNONS INCOMING!” Seria yelled as Varra’s massive cleavage bounced like summoned spirits trying to escape.

“Nini… Help us.” Seraphina called Nivara.

“No way. Leave me out of it.” Nivara replied dismissively.

“Hold her! She’s slippery!” Seraphina yelled, wrestling with the high side split skirt like it was a wild creature.

They also removed the coral jewellery from her body.

“MY LEG IS OUT! THAT’S MY LEG! DON’T TOUCH MY LEG LIKE IT’S A WEAPON!”

“It is a weapon, look at that thigh!” Seria yelled, offended.

Finally, with one joint yank, the entire lavender ocean dress just—floof—slid to the ground like it was tired of living.

Silence.

Varra stood completely naked.

Everyone stared.

Nivara blinked. “…Holy. Shit.”

Seraphina’s soul left her body for TWO SECONDS.

Seria whispered like she was seeing a divine beast. “Bro. She was hiding MILK TANKS OF MASS DESTRUCTION under that thing.”

Varra blinked.

Then her entire embarrassed expression shattered, confidence rebooting like a Windows update.

She flipped her silver hair over her shoulder with a WHOOSH.

“Ughhh… I can’t believe this,” Varra said, smirking again, her confidence returning the moment she realized it was all in good fun. “I swear, you girls are gonna pay.”

Seraphina laughed, spinning a strand of her hair around a finger. “Oh, come on, it’s all part of the fun! Don’t tell me you’re scared to show off that body.”

Varra shot her a grin. “Scared? Please. Watch and learn.” She flexed dramatically, her boobs jiggling, making everyone laugh.

Seria slipped behind her, as she grabbed her heavy boobs from behind, squeezing them.

“Hey… What’re you touching?” Varra squirmed.

“Ohh… Come on,” Seria said seductively, “They’re too soft and heavy. They’re asking to be played with.”

Seria pinched her nipples, pulling them.

A moan escaped Varra’s lips.

“You’re gonna pay for this.” Varra warned, her voice breaking up.

Nivara’s turn came next.

Seraphina and Seria exchanged mischievous glances toward Nivara. “Ms Maid,” Seria said, leaving Varra, reaching for the hem of Nivara’s outfit.

Nivara flinched, “Wait, what? My clothes are perfect for walking around!”

Seraphina grinned, leaning closer. “We all need to get naked. Girls’ party—you know the rules.”

Nivara’s eyes widened, “Hey… Don’t touch their,” she said, but let them playfully tug off her dress.

They pulled off her dress. Nivara now stood their in her undergarments. Her hands rising up to cover them.

At the same time, Seria slipped behind Nivara and Seraphina grabbed the waist band of her panties.

“Wait, what’re you two-”

Before she could finish, Seria unfastened her bra and Seraphina pulled her panties down.

Nivara screamed, “Stop it!”

Immidiately, Seria grabbed on to her boobs from behind, “Ohh… I have never touched some demon boobs. Damn… They’re soft.”

“S-stop it.” Nivara said, her voice breaking up.

“My Nini has the best body.” Seriphina said, smiling mischievously.

“Water Blade!” Varra shouted.

They looked toward her.

Suddenly, sharp thin slashes of water came toward Seraphina and Seria.

Their dress sliced up in pieces, falling to the ground.

“Wha!” They said in unison.

“Water Clones!” Varra shouted again.

Water came out from behind Seraphina and Seria. It grew up and took the shape of Varra before it turned exactly like Varra.

Immediately, they hugged them from behind, grabbing onto their boobs, squeezing them mercilessly.

“This is revenge.” Vara declared.

Seria maoned, her hands looses around Nivara and she slipped away, running behind Varra.

Seraphina moaned loudly. She started trembling, her voice breaking up, brearhing heavily.

“Ahh… Leave me. This is too much.”

Varra giggled darkly, circling them. “You started it…”

Seraphina tried to regain her composure. “Okay! Okay! Truce!”

“Too late!” Varra and Nivara chorused.

“Ahh~… I- Iam gonna die.” Seraphina cried, moaning.

Seria’s eyes rolled back in pleasure. “Don’t stop.”

“She is enjoying it.” Varra sighed, standing naked like the others.

She then gazed toward Nivara. Varra grinned, and slipped behind Nivara.

Without warning, she grabbed onto her boobs from behind, squeezing them.

“Stop… Not again.” Nivara moaned, protested.

“Like like they said. Too soft.” Varra teased.

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Finally the clones disappeared. Varra had let go of Nivara.

All of them collapsed on the floor, panting.

“Jokes on us, I guess.” Serica said, breathing heavily.

“Why me?” Nivara asked, breathing heavily.

“Not fair.” Seraphina muttered, still trembling.

“Told ya… I will made you all pay.” Varra said proudly. Her boobs bouncing with her, nipples already hard.

Serica stood up, “Let’s decide what to wear now.”

Varra nodded.

One by one, they wore their new and cheap looking outfits.

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Nivara was a stunner in her makeshift outfit. The simple, laced brown vest she wore over a peasant blouse looked like it was struggling to contain her. Her ridiculously large, heavy bust strained every stitch, drawing a sharp, sensual line straight down to the narrow cinched waist. Her hips were an impossibly beautiful, wide curve, giving her an absolutely dominant silhouette that even the thick, rough fabric of her belted trousers couldn’t hide. She looked like a feast ready to happen.

​Serica looked like a walking temptation. Her skin-tight, dark leggings showcased the breathtaking flare of her full, powerful hips and thighs. Above the waist, a plain, low-cut tunic was tied in a knot, barely covering the sides of her chest but letting the deep, shadowed cleavage of her massive, soft globes steal the entire show. There was nothing left of the wealthy look; she was raw, hot, and utterly mesmerizing.

​Varra was almost too much in her new getup. She wore an impossibly thin cotton blouse that practically molded itself to her curves, her gigantic, gorgeous breasts appearing to be the only thing holding the fabric in place. The whole look was designed to make her seem approachable, but the sheer, adorable way her cleavage pushed out of the simple neckline was pure heat. Her wide, luscious hips gave a gentle, sensual sway to her short, practical skirt.

Seraphina stood there, the blonde princess utterly transformed into a temptress disguised as a humble traveler. A thick, simple cloth scarf was wrapped loosely around her head, concealing her royal hair and crown, yet somehow making her look even more alluring by framing her beautiful face. The common white linen blouse she wore was deliberately plain, but it was clinging to her; her ridiculously massive bust was straining against the neckline, leaving a deep, mesmerizing expanse of cleavage exposed. Her enormous, full breasts were the star of the show, threatening to spill over the edge with any slight movement. The rest of her outfit—a short, simple split tunic and dark stockings—only drew the eye down to the glorious, wide flare of her hips, which added an incredible, sensual power to her stance. She might be hiding her title, but she couldn’t hide that show-stopping figure.

“We all look so good.” Seraphina said excitedly, “I-It’s like-”

“We’re a different person.” Serica smirked, completing her words.

“Yeah!” Serpahina said.

Serica looked toward Varra, “Varra… Are you thinking about him?” Teasing her.

Varra blushed, “Y-yeah.”

“Don’t worry. You look more beautiful then your previous clothes.” Nivara said, trying to calm her down.

“Thanks.”

“Let’s go!” Seraphina said, walking toward the door.

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END OF Chapter : 125 : GIRL’S PARTY!

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