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The frankly titular monarchy of the Imperium had long been seen as a mere vestige of a dying age. But, the royal family was still technically the executive head of the government, and the many people of the various provinces still held the principles of royal establishment in at least some form of esteem.

So, it would have come as a rather large surprise, both metaphorically and literally, if the populous ever learned the well-kept secret of the royal line. Fortunately, those few who learned of the secret and were foolish enough to gossip about it were almost invariably marked as mere rabble-rousers and heretics. No one was ever able to prove for sure what they saw, unless that person was wed to one of the princesses of the Imperium.

And generally, the bridegrooms would have been too embarrassed to go public with the news, even if they weren't carefully chosen and coached before they were ever introduced as a suitor to the female heirs. Which just goes to show that no matter how outrageous the story or how unlikely the facts could seem, it was good, old-fashioned pride that kept Princess Rachel from becoming the greatest laughingstock of the entire Imperium...

"Good morning, milady," Rachel's trusted servant lilted as she bustled about, gathering things for the princess's morning bath.

"Errm, I can't get up just yet Erica," the young fox moaned as she tugged the bedclothes over her head. This was going to be a long day.

"Come along now, milady. Can't sleep the morning away," Erica scolded gently as she went next to the bed, "You're going to meet that handsome aristocrat for luncheon, and we've got to make you presentable."

"I don't think I should see him..." Rachel whimpered from under the sheets.

"Now, now," the squirrel whispered softly, "You're 19 year's old and you've got to start taking responsibility for yourself. You've got a royal duty to uphold."

"You don't understand," the princess pouted as she crossed her arms under the covers, "It's getting worse..."

"Nobody ever said being princess would be easy," Erica patted the side of the bed lightly, "But you're not going to find the answers under there." She gently pulled back the sheets and couldn't help but jump slightly when she saw the fox's nightgown.

Rachel blushed hotly as she struggled to hide the massive shape pushing her nightgown away from her small breasts. Unfortunately, there wasn't much that could hide the enormous wet spot that held the fabric around her in a sticky film.

"Oh dear..." Erica muttered, "It has gotten worse, hasn't it?" She tutted sadly, "You haven't been using that machine often enough, have you?"

Rachel covered her eyes with her paws and clenched her legs together, "I think that thing has been making it bigger...it only went up over my belly a month ago."

The squirrel tried to appear sympathetic, "We'll you've been...growing ever since I first came to work as your maid, princess, and a lot faster lately...But, I don't think it can get much bigger, can it?" she twisted her bushy tail in her paws nervously.

Rachel just groaned sadly as the shape bobbed above her sternum, and she tried to hide the tears beginning to leak into her paws. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if it looked like a normal...penis for a fox. But she dreaded seeing the massive equine form that had been ejaculating voluminously while she slept for the past couple weeks.

She felt her balls begin to itch, and she begrudgingly reached down to feel under the white fur of her scrotum. Rachel couldn't hold back a gasp as cradling her testicles sent them swelling and encouraged a slippery trickle of her feminine juices to work its way out of her vagina.

It took all of her effort to stop from beginning to masturbate, and lust swelled in her mind as her penis began throbbing more urgently. She looked beseechingly at her maid as she gripped the side of the bed with shaking paws.

"I don't know what to do, Erica," she moaned, "What am I supposed to do about this?" she whispered as she peeled her nightgown up to reveal the base of her huge, horse-like cock and churning testicles, "How can I ever be taken seriously with this thing pushing up my dress?" she asked as her eyes began to well up.

Erica was trying to hold back any notes of arousal from her voice in deference to Rachel's discomfort. She had served the princess for ten years, ever since she had come to work for the royal family at sixteen. And, she'd taken a solemn oath to guard the secret with the knowledge that if she ever talked about it, her family would be arrested and she would most likely be killed. But the curvy squirrel hadn't needed threats to serve the princess, she was even rather attracted to the poor thing.

"Oh dear, well you know it'll go back down afterward," she hummed sadly, "Would you like it if I did it for you, milady?" She tried not to sound too hopeful for the task that she had occasionally indulged in over the years.

"Would you?" the princess asked with a tremor of happiness working into her voice, "The straps on the machine are too tight, it's started to hurt if I wait this long..."

"Of course, milady," the squirrel whispered as she pushed the top of her blouse off of her shoulders and down over her plump breasts, "Just don't tell your father that I...rather enjoy doing this." She crawled onto the bed and helped Rachel pull her soaked nightgown the rest of the way off.

"How could anyone like touching this thing..." the princess muttered wearily even as her testicles swelled to the size of large oranges, "You must think I'm disgusting."

Erica frowned as she leaned forward to kiss the young fox's nose, "I think you'd find that lots of males and females alike would see you as quite the prize," she said softly as she began massaging the flared tip of Rachel's penis, "You just have to learn to accept yourself as you are, milady."

The princess tried to disagree, but was silenced as her servant's paws sent erotic tingles down the length of her shaft. She moaned and spread her legs as her tail began twitching next to her. If nothing else, her penis certainly felt good as it pushed away her hopes of being respectable as royalty.

"I'll tell you what we'll do," Erica whispered after she licked a large bead of precum off of Rachel's tip, "We'll get you down to a reasonable size, then have a go on the machine until it's all gone." She wrapped her paws around the princess's shaft and began stroking slowly.

Rachel couldn't answer as she reached her fingers down to her vagina. It was so hard to get to when her balls were that big, but she wanted to feel like a woman as much as possible during these sessions. It reminded her that she was still a princess, and not just some pornographic freakshow.

She finally managed to rest her throbbing balls on the back of her paw as she twirled a finger into her opening. She tried to imagine that her sexual pleasure was coming from there, even though she knew that it was far overshadowed any time something brushed over the tip of her penis.

It hadn't always been that way, and she wistfully remembered how good it felt to have the gently buzzing phallus of the machine bringing her to an orgasm all by itself. But, lately, she had to use the lubricated sleeve on the front of the device if she wanted to get her cock to shrink at all. It seemed like some kind of horrible second-puberty even as Erica's gentle stroking made her feel an elated warmth working through her groin.

The squirrel leaned forward and wrapped her breasts around the length of Rachel's penis before she pushed them together between her paws. She rocked up and down with her legs to massage the throbbing cock against her fur, and she giggled internally when she felt Rachel's meridian ring against the base of her bosom.

"That feels...incredible," the bucking princess gasped as a spurt of precum dripped onto Erica's chest.

"Why don't you stroke yourself a bit? I think you'll like it more," Erica said with obvious arousal, "You ought to try enjoying yourself."

Rachel was too deep in lust to deny it any longer, and she began working her paws around the base of her cock as the buxom squirrel stimulated the top. She couldn't repress a shudder as she felt the taught edge of her sheath under her palms, and quickly shifted her grip to avoid touching the part that forced her to wear that specialized underwear. But soon, she gave in to the immense pleasure running up and down her massive penis, and she felt her balls constricting up in warning.

"I'm ready," she yipped as blissful tingling overwhelmed her sexes.

"Just let yourself go," Erica gasped as she fought against imagining the cock inside of her.

Rachel tried to smother her gasps of pleasure as a sickly sweet aroma filled the room, and she humped up into Erica's breasts as she began to orgasm. Jets of translucent cum erupted from her flared tip and splashed loudly under Erica's chin. The servant girl opened her mouth to catch some of the sugary fluid and eagerly tasted Rachel's syrupy ejaculate. It wasn't that horrible salty stuff like male semen, and the squirrel wrapped her mouth around the pulsing tip to drink more readily.

The princess cried out in bliss as she felt her servant's tongue tickling her spurting member, but was more relieved to feel it begin to shrink as her orgasm petered out. She moved her paws down to swirl about her vulva as her balls rapidly shrank, but she could tell that she would still have to use the masturbation device to get them to a manageable size.

More disappointing, she couldn't feel the sensual clenching of her vagina from the orgasm, and it worried her to think that she might be losing erotic sensation in the opening. She just wanted to be a princess like everyone expected, and now she couldn't even orgasm in her feminine sex if she didn't take care of that repulsive horse cock frequently enough.

Rachel closed her eyes and gently tweaked her erect nipples as she felt the relief of her penis shrinking to half of its original size, and she couldn't help but feel a certain contentment as it began throbbing at its more agreeable length. At least she would fit into the machine now, and maybe she would feel a female orgasm next time.

"Thank you, Erica, that's so much better," she murred happily as she continued massaging her perky breasts, "And...it's a relief to know that you don't think I'm a monster."

"I couldn't ever think that about you, milady." Erica replied as she almost unconsciously reached a paw down the front of her skirt, "Enjoying the job is a happy bonus."

"Well, I appreciate it all the same," Rachel said with her eyes still closed, "I guess I'm ready for the draining machine--" she stopped when she saw the squirrel playing with herself, "Um...would you...stay with me while I use it?" she asked unsure of how she felt about seeing her maidservant pleasuring herself. But, considering what the buxom squirrel had just done for her, it didn't seem too out of line. She even felt a heavy twitch from her equine penis that told her to approve.

"I, ah...would be happy to, milady," Erica blushed as she quickly put her dripping paw behind her back, "Sorry if I was being inappropriate...just got a little worked up is all..."

"No I'm just a bit jealous, I suppose," Rachel replied sadly, "I know you may not think it's so bad," she gestured at her throbbing penis. "But I miss being able to, erm, touch myself like that. Is that horrible to say?"

"Of course not, milady" Erica replied trying to think of a way to make the young princess see how beautiful she was, "And one day you'll be very happy about the way you are, I'm sure of it."

"Forgive me if I don't trust that coming from a maidservant," Rachel shot back with unintended coldness, but her eyes widened in apology as she tried to take it back, "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant..."

Erica repressed a hurt look as she spoke, "Don't think on it, milady. Let's get you set up with the machine."

"Erica, I..." she looked down in humility and was met by the sight of her flaccid penis laying on her tummy. Now she would have to try to get hard again after insulting her dearest companion; what a morning this was turning out to be.

The squirrel brought over a small chair that sported a rubber phallus coming out of the seat and an adjustable arm supporting the sleeve for Rachel's cock. The belts holding the tube in place were at their highest notches.

"Erica, I'm sorry. You're my best friend," the princess stammered as she stood to watch her servant winding the spring under the machine, "You always try to make me feel better but...I can't just start liking being this way. Why else would we have to try so hard to keep it a secret?" She asked as her tail drooped mournfully.

"Things aren't always the way they should be, milady," Erica replied softly as she finished applying lubricant to the necessary parts and went over to the princess. "Sometimes people keep matters hidden for so long that they don't stop to think of why it has to be tucked away," she placed her paws on Rachel's shoulders, "You will always be a beautiful little princess to me, but you must decide how to see yourself."

"...I know," Rachel whimpered, "I just think about one of these aristocrats laughing at me when he sees what I am," tears quickly gathered around the corners of her eyes. "They'll think I'm a freak..."

Erica kissed her nose again gently, "You're not the first lady of the court struggle with this, princess. Almost every female heir who had this condition has been happily married, and I'm looking forward to see you ruling as queen just like they did."

Rachel didn't think that any of the previous generations of hermaphrodites had quite as large a problem as she, but it was helpful to be reminded that she wasn't alone at least. She even remembered the time when her royal cousin had caused an almost catastrophic scene by letting her husband get her aroused at the dinner before their honeymoon. He had looked so happy as they rushed out of the room together, his hat held over the front of her dress to hide her from the confused stares of the guests. But her cousin wasn't in line for the crown, and could afford such silly indiscretions.

The princess, on the other hand, wouldn't be able to hide her problems behind anything short of a greatcoat in a similar situation. And her sex drive seemed to be increasing with every day, often forcing her to delay the private tutor so she could hurry to a bathroom before her underwear tore.

"Could you...help me again?" Rachel asked as she held her stubbornly flaccid length, "I want to watch you."

Erica smiled and unbuttoned her blouse as she wriggled out of her skirt, "It would be my pleasure, milady." She pulled a chair over and sat with her legs hooked over the arms, giving the princess a lewd view of her sex.

A sensuous throb pulsed though Rachel's length, and her knees shook slightly as her balls began swelling again. She went over to her chair and sighed happily as she eased onto the familiar protrusion, enjoying the feeling of her vaginal walls hugging and adding to the lubrication of the rubber phallus. She slid the respective penile tube forward along it's guide arms as her penis began to pulse and harden.

She looked up at Erica and felt her cock swell faster as she watched the squirrel teasing her vagina open with one paw and twisting her nipple in the other. Not wanting to look away, Rachel guided her cock into the opening of the sleeve and pulled it back towards her with shudders of pleasure.

She activated the device and felt the spring begin to whir underneath her, vibrating the phallus and slowly pumping the sleeve forward. It was a machine dedicated to the opulence of royalty--despite the undignified purpose--and was presumably designed to allow the owners to carry about more important business as it serviced their dual sexes. Rachel didn't even know who had been secretly commissioned to build it, just that she had been instructed to use the machine once she started getting regular erections.

She hated the impersonal thing, never feeling like its efficiency in bringing her to climax outweighed the indignity, and she suspected that it had been an attempted stopgap once her father learned of the size of her...problem.

Still, it was quite good at finishing her quickly.

Rachel began bucking her hips as the machine increased the speed of its actions, pumping faster along her length as she covetously watched Erica twirling her fingers around her clitoris. She felt a joyous and relieving tingle rippling through her vagina even as her cock throbbed inside of the sleeve. The hermaphroditic fox grabbed her small breasts and shivered against the aching churn of her testicles while the spring vibrated the rubber cock inside of her and buzzed against her tiny clitoris.

When she looked back at Erica, she felt the first pang of an orgasm zip down her shaft. The squirrel was pushing two fingers into her cleft with moans of ecstasy as she looked between her legs at Rachel's penis. Her servant's bushy tail curled up as the princess watched a gentle trickle of nectar oozing around her paw.

The sight pushed Rachel into her climax and she yipped with the spurts of her female semen as they sprinkled over Erica. The machine was unfortunately designed to only increase in speed as it went, causing uncomfortable sputters of ejaculation as her cock tried to match the thrusts around it.

The orgasm forced Rachel to grip the narrow sides of the chair and rock her hips rapidly to bring on another climax, the intense stimulation almost becoming painful as lust took hold of her actions. She continued to ejaculate and yelp in satisfaction as she felt her penis begin to pull back farther from the opening on the other side of the sleeve, and soon she was still inside of it even when the arm was nearest to her.

Gasping for breath, she turned off the machine and pushed the sleeve forward to inspect herself. She sighed in relief as she saw her flaccid penis creeping back into her sheath like an ebony worm. The comparison made her shudder uncomfortably, even as the afterglow of her sustained orgasm washed over her like clouds of steam. Her testicles had also shrunk down to an appropriate size, like two tiny eggs bulging out her pubic fur. It always made her curious as to how elastic her flesh was in that area, because she didn't have an obvious scrotum when not aroused. Hopefully it would stay that way for at least a couple days.

Her sheath on the other hand, was still quite apparent without her constrictive underpants, and she pinched the rounded slit angrily as if it might make it go in farther.

"Feel better, milady?" The maidservant asked breathlessly as she moved forward to help Rachel off of the chair.

"Much better, now that I can at least go through the parlor without knocking over vases," She replied grimly as she continued to inspect her genitals.

"Good, let's get you to your bath, and I think I'll need to take one as well," the squirrel chuckled as she wiped some of Rachel's semen off of her fur, "I'll clean all this up once you've popped off for breakfast."

"Thank you," Rachel blushed slightly at seeing the matted sections she'd made along Erica's stomach and breasts, and she hurried to her bathroom hoping that she wouldn't need to masturbate again while she was in there.