Iris woke up with a buzzing in her head and a damp feeling on her forehead. She opened her eyes slowly, blinking against the dimness of her room.
The velvet curtains were half-drawn, letting just a sliver of light spill across her bed, and a cold, wet cloth sat awkwardly on her messy hair.
‘What happened…?’ she thought, frowning as a stab of confusion pinched her temples.
She propped herself up on her elbows, gncing around.
The sheets were a tangled mess, the chandelier overhead was still unlit, and the air carried a weird mix of jasmine and… something else she couldn’t pin down.
Everything looked normal, but something felt off.
Suddenly, a voice boomed in her head, deep and edged with irritation:
“You awake yet or what?”
Iris jolted, nearly knocking the cloth to the floor, her eyes widening to saucers.
It was a guy’s voice, rough, like someone teetering on the edge of losing it.
She whipped her head side to side, half-expecting to spot someone lurking in the shadows.
But the room was empty.
Had she lost her mind? Or was she just imagining things?
She leaned forward, fumbling under the sheets with shaky hands, peeling back the fabric like an intruder might be hiding in the folds.
Nothing.
Then the voice hit again, louder and ced with barely contained rage:
“Cut the crap! Are you masturbating again or what?”
Iris froze, one hand gripping the sheet, the other hovering midair.
Her cheeks flushed red, and a knot of nerves twisted her stomach.
‘WHAT!?’ she thought, eyes bugging out.
A guy saying THAT about her?
It was absurd!
She let out a short, shrill yelp, springing to her feet on the bed, and shouted with a mix of outrage and bewilderment:
“Come out from wherever you’re hiding, you jerk! Stop this prank right now!” Her tone aimed for commanding but wobbled at the end, betraying her confusion.
Inside her vagina, Kai thrashed with what little room he had, surrounded by fleshy, wet walls that crushed him like a living vice.
The space swam with Iris’s thick, sticky fluids, warm and clinging, and every time she moved, the contractions tossed him around like he was in a blender.
“Seriously, you’re not hearing me!?” he growled mentally, his voice echoing in Iris’s head. “I’m stuck in your vagina because YOU shoved me in here, you moron!”
Iris blinked, her gaze dropping to her crotch, puzzled.
Slowly, like she dreaded what she’d find, she slid a hand under the sheets and brushed the spot between her legs.
The vibrations hit instantly—a buzzing jolt that made her cmp her thighs together on reflex.
“What?!” she whispered, dialing back her voice so she didn’t sound like a lunatic yelling alone. “Where are you? Tell me now!”
Kai sighed with exasperation, his mental voice grinding through clenched teeth:
“Do you have amnesia or are you just that dumb? You stuffed me inside your vagina!”
The silence that followed was so thick Iris felt it clog her throat.
Then, like a bucket of ice water, the memories crashed over her: that morning, bored and touching herself in bed, the tiny guy popping up on the rug, the maids barging in, the panic, and then…
‘Oh crap, right… I shoved him in my panties… and then…’
The image of her fingers pushing him inside repyed in her mind, and a shameful heat surged from her chest to her cheeks.
‘Oh my God, so embarrassing! I really have a human in there!?’ she thought, cpping a trembling hand over her mouth.
But then something shifted.
The memory of that pleasure—that overwhelming ecstasy that’d made her shake like never before—sparked a tingle in her crotch.
She let out a nervous, almost squeaky ugh and flopped back onto the bed, crossing her legs to tamp down the sensations.
“Well… if you’re in there,” she said aloud, aiming for a firm tone but stumbling over the words, “why haven’t you escaped yet?”
Kai grunted, wrestling against the slick walls pinning him.
“How the hell do you think I’d escape this!? It’s like a cave that squashes me every time you move!” His mental voice carried a desperate edge, and the echo of his anger made Iris scowl.
“What? Aren’t you some big-shot wizard?” she shot back, leaning forward with a raised eyebrow. “This should be nothing for you, right?”
“What kind of wizard do you think I am, you freak!?” Kai shrieked, kicking in fury.
The motion made Iris’s vagina clench, sending another wave of pleasure that left her gasping.
She pressed a hand to her crotch to calm the tingles, and Kai exploded again:
“Stop whatever you’re doing, you psycho!”
Iris let out a shaky breath, a crooked smile creeping onto her face.
“I expected more from a great wizard, you know?” she said, her mocking tone barely hiding her own arousal.
“Well, I could say the same about you, useless princess!” Kai snapped back, his sarcasm slicing like a bde.
Iris narrowed her eyes, but before she could retort, her fingers started teasing her vaginal entrance, brushing it lightly.
“Besides, why should I get you out? That’s your problem now, isn’t it?” she said, mimicking the carefree tone Kai had used when the maids were about to barge in.
The irony made her chuckle—a short, mischievous sound that bounced around the room.
Kai went quiet for a second, recalling that moment.
‘Damn it, she threw it back at me,’ he thought, then growled with fresh rage:
“I’ll tear your vagina apart if I have to just to get out of here, you lunatic!”
Iris’s breath hitched in a sharp gasp.
For a split second, fear jolted through her like lightning.
‘Tear me apart? A wizard who sys monsters and dragons could…!’ she thought, picturing Kai unleashing a spell from inside her.
Rethinking fast, she yanked her hand away from her crotch in a swift motion.
“Wait, wait!” she said, her voice rising with a hint of panic. “Truth is… I don’t know how to get you out.”
She paused, frowning, and added irritably:
“And don’t talk to me like that, huh? You’re the one who barged into my room first!”
Kai let out an exaggerated sigh.
“I didn’t ‘barge in’ because I wanted to, idiot. I ended up here by accident,” he grumbled, his tone dripping with exhaustion.
Iris opened her mouth to ask what the heck that meant, but just then, her bedroom door creaked open.
The head maid, the gray-haired one, stepped in with slow strides, dipping into a slight bow.
“Did you wake up alright, princess?” she asked, her neutral tone tinged with curiosity.
Iris yanked the sheets down, squeezing her legs together instinctively to mask the vibrations Kai was still stirring inside her.
“Uh… you could say that,” she replied, forcing a tight smile.
Her hair was a wreck, golden strands pstered to her sweaty face, and she hadn’t even noticed the wet cloth had slipped onto the sheets, leaving a dark stain.
The maid sighed, tucking a gray lock behind her ear.
“Really, Your Highness, you don’t have to push yourself so hard,” she said quietly. “Not everyone’s born with talent, you know.”
Iris looked away, clenching a fist under the sheets as the jab echoed in her head.
‘Damn old hag…’ she thought, biting the inside of her cheek.
The maid went on like it was nothing:
“The doctor didn’t find anything wrong with your body, so your father insists you attend dinner. You missed breakfast fainting in the tub, and lunch just wrapped up a bit ago. But your meal’s ready—they’ll bring it in about ten minutes so you can get on with your duties.”
Iris huffed in annoyance, but a tiny twitch from Kai sent a tingle that made her press her lips shut to stifle a moan.
She kept her face as neutral as possible, though her cheeks glowed red.
The maid stared at her for a second, those gray eyes narrowing, and Iris scowled back, irritated.
“What the hell do you want?” she snapped, her sharp tone making the maid step back.
“Nothing, Your Highness,” the woman replied, bowing quickly. “I’ll bring your food in ten minutes.”
She turned and shut the door behind her with a firm thud.
Iris waited a few seconds, heart pounding, and muttered:
“Did you hear that, wizard?”
But there was no reply.
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