Empyrian- Chapters 25-28 free porn video

This is the continuation of the novel "Empyrian". Please make sure you've read chapters 1-24 before proceeding! Also, please, if you are reading the story, let me know what you think. This work has taken over a year and countless hours to complete. Your feedback is a must! Still LOTs more to come!! - Alice CHAPTER 25 The figure Asta had seen moving through the room must have been the house staff. When she was finished attending to the Empress's carnal urges, she saw that her uniform, right down to her underwear, had been left on one of the chairs in the room, her boots standing tall next to it. She wasn't sure what time it was but felt certain she was going to be in trouble for being late on her, what would this be, her first-ish day? "Don't be silly, you are counseling me on matters of state," Viktoria proclaimed. "That might work this time, but the General will have my ass for being late." "Nonsense. Your ass is mine," she said giggling at her own joke. "You have a nice laugh, Viktoria," Asta said sincerely. "It is nice to have someone to laugh with," she said caressing her face. "Now, I also decree that it is shower time. I'll need you to, ah, loofa my back..." She broke into another devilish grin. The shower took 30 minutes and involved what seemed like more than a bar of soap and shampoo. Asta, still with testicles between her legs, was starting to wonder if she wouldn't have the worst case of blue balls in history where it not for her newfound powers. She would never make it to the night of the solstice otherwise. They stepped out and dried off. One of her servants materialized out of nowhere with silk robes for them both. Asta was unaccustomed to be showering with another person much less have a third person hand her a robe. Viktoria told her not to worry and that she was going to have to get used to having more people around her all the time. Viktoria's chambermaid then helped blow dry her hair. Asta found the spare toothbrush laid out for her and took care of her teeth, then brushed her own hair straight. She found a pair of stud earrings where her diamond earrings were the night before and put them in. The earring fairies must be watching her she thought, as these things seemed to just turn up. She walked over to the chair where the clothes were and put on the panties laid out but, on a whim,, left off the bra so that her new and sensitive nipples could feel the cool silk against them. She tied the front of the robe back up just loose enough so that the Empress might get to see her new bosoms while they ate breakfast. "You little minx, you," Asta thought to herself It was the first time she had ever purposefully dressed provocatively, and it gave her a little thrill. She then went back over into the sitting room where the staff had laid out a light breakfast. She ate some fruit and drank coffee in her robe letting her hair dry. Before long Viktoria came out in her robe, hair dried straight and down below her shoulders. "How is the coffee?" she asked. "It is possibly the best coffee I've ever had. Honestly," Asta replied. "Good, make sure you tell the staff that. I think they grow the beans themselves." They both giggled. Viktoria put some fruit on a plate, poured coffee and sat close to Asta. She did a small double take as she caught site of Asta's breast under her robe. Asta broke into a sly grin, catching her lover check her out. "What will you do today?" Asta asked, without giving away her amusement. "You know, what I usually do. Plot to overthrow the world. Nothing major," she replied, deadpanned. Asta had seen her be a hard ass. She taunted General Lopez, practically tortured him. But here, now, she was sweet and funny. "Well good luck with that," Asta said, similarly deadpanned. "What are you going to do today?" Viktoria asked, keeping the banter going. "You know, the usual. Tell my boss how to overthrow the world. Someone's gotta do it am I right?" Viktoria erupted in laughter. It was as if she had never heard a joke before. She almost spilled her coffee but caught herself. She kissed Asta on the cheek and hugged her. "You must come here right after work today. I have many meetings but I should be done in time for dinner. Please, change and come have dinner with me. Perhaps we can watch a movie after?" "Well, I'll have to check my calendar, but I think I can fit you in," Asta said, eliciting another round of chuckles from her Majesty. She studied Viktoria as she laughed. It occurred to Asta that she may not have many occasions where she can just be herself, to laugh and joke. It made her a little sad for her new amore, but she resolved that she would be at least one person with whom the Empress could be herself if she wished. "Seriously though, you're going to call the General and get me out of jail, right?" she asked, only half joking. "Of course," she called out and Maya came around the corner. "Maya, can you make sure the HQ knows that I am interrogating Wahl here? She will be over once I am through with her, tell them." "Very good, mum," came Maya's reply. "I could get used to that," said Asta. They giggled for a few more minutes then both finished their fruit and coffee. Asta donned her uniform and kissed Viktoria goodbye. Viktoria stopped her and examined her and her uniform before she left. "Are you going to do something with your hair?" she asked Asta. Asta brought her hand up to her hair and asked, "Why, what's wrong with it?" Viktoria giggled again. "I forget that you don't know how to manage long hair, you poor thing." Asta looked around for a mirror. "Seriously, what is wrong with it?" "Well, it's just a little unkempt. Come with me, we'll pull it back in a proper ponytail. Alina won't give you hell for that," she said and pulled her back to the closet. She went to one of her drawers and pulled out a brush and something else Asta couldn't see. She then stood Asta in front of a mirror and brushed her hair a few times before pulling it back. "You want to pull it back tightly, but not too tight or you'll get a headache," she said, showing Asta in the mirror. Then holding the ponytail in her left hand, she brought up a black satin ribbon and quickly tied her hair back in a big bow. "You can't seriously think I'm wearing a bow to my first day at work?" she asked earnestly. Viktoria was smiling broadly. "Oh, I can, and I do. Not only is it within regulation, it looks so cute on you!" she said, taunting just a bit more, but kissing her on the cheek as she did. "Your Majesty, I mean, well, I don't think..." she said, trying to find any excuse to not have to wear a bow. "Nonsense, I'm the Supreme Commander of the armed forces and I command you wear this bow!" she said, the smile still beaming knowing Asta couldn't object any longer. "oh man..." Asta said softly under her breath defeated. "I see we're not above torture in these parts," said Asta, despondently. Viktoria, again very pleased with herself, giggled at Asta's reflection. Viktoria turned her back around to face her then began pecking at various small things on her uniform before kissing her again and saying goodbye for real. Asta headed out of her bedchamver, down the stairs and was just about to head back through the back hallway when she saw Marta standing by the back door. "Good morning Major. It looks like you're ready..." she paused noticing the bow. "Don't say it Captain...I know. It was a direct order, I swear on my mother's life," Asta said holding up a hand. "Ah, shall I take you to HQ or back to your Apartment?" They agreed to go straight to the HQ and Marta quickly walked them back out of the building and to the same door as yesterday. Marta badged them through all the security stops and into the war room. There was a meeting in the large conference room, and she was asked to step in. "Just in time," General Skarpsv?rd said. "We are just going through some of the counterintelligence assets Elsmere placed in Virago. We are going to put together a hunting party," she said confidently. She looked up at Asta and did a double take. "What, pray tell, is that in your hair?" asked the General. Major Wahl blushed. "Fucking hell," she thought. Valencia was in the HQ at her Majesty's request and brought the news of Asta's new name so there wouldn't be any confusion. It was updated in the computer system and Astrid Wahl was officially added to the various security databases. The rest of the day was a blur and the sisters couldn't have been happier to work with each other. They kept giggling. "I didn't take you for a bowhead, dear sister," Valencia teased. "Stop it," Asta warned. "It looks so cute. Later we can put bows on our dolls!" she said excitedly. "You were adopted. You should know that," Asta said miserably. Valencia was a talented strategist and proved a valuable resource throughout the day. The teams had realized that one of the databases Major Wahl had used prior to her failed mission into Virago had not been scrubbed of her password. The IT team ran some advanced scripts and was able to clone the login so as to mask that Wahl was in the database. They would have more than enough time to download whatever information they needed as well as find ways to burrow deeper into classified systems. The resulting treasure trove of information would be one of the pillars of the offensive to take over the continent. Before long, it was early evening and word came through Marta to Asta: The Empress would like for her to be at the Palace in an hour. They should get moving now to prepare. General Skarpsv?rd dismissed her and she and Marta hurried back to the apartment. Hanna was already there. "You just can't seem to shake me Hanna," Asta said glad to see her. Hanna gave her a hug, which Asta realized was now an expected form of greeting between two women. "Why would I want to, I get to live the fairy tale! Vicariously of course," she added. "What's with the bow?" she asked and Marta snorted. "That's it!" she said, annoyed, then pulling the bow from her hair and shaking her hair out. "I'm sure it was fine," Hanna tried to say smoothing things over. "Her Majesty really likes bows." "I am aware," said Asta dryly. "Let's move on shall we?" Marta chuckled again and went into the living room. In point of fact, Asta liked bows too, just not wearing them to the war room. "Now her Majesty wants something a little more casual this evening. Come upstairs and let me show you what I was thinking," she said and the climbed the stairs together. "I understand you have a new name! Lady Astrid." "I don't know about the title, but the name is correct." Asta explained how the Empress and her mother had come up with it and Hanna felt it was an outstanding choice. Asta then changed out of her uniform and boots and stood in bra and panties. "No, no. You can't go see her in those," Hanna explained. "Here, try these," she said, pulling a matching set of ivory silk and lace panties and bra which Asta traded for the more utilitarian uniform underwear. She handed her the kimono and then sat her down at the vanity again. She brushed out Asta's hair, seemingly slightly longer after a night with the Empress. Hanna had already set out a curling iron and gently curled the ends of her golden hair so that it bounced around her shoulders. For make-up, she wanted a light and shimmery look so first powdered Asta's face lightly. She outlined the eye, again very lightly, and rubbed some neutral shades on the lids. She let her put on mascara and then went over the face with a second gold shimmering powder. She then gave her a very light pink high shine gloss to top off the look. Asta, for her part, really liked the makeup part of her preparations, especially since she looked so good after Hanna worked her magic. Things probably wouldn't go so well if she was left to her own devices. While Asta finished with the gloss, Hanna then pulled down an ivory satin sleeveless wrap blouse and laid it on the top of the island. She went to the next rack below it and pulled out a pair of ivory slacks and a silver belt. She pulled out a pair of four-inch silver heels with sparkling accents that matched the belt. They agreed that was a pleasing look. While Asta put these things on, Hanna pulled out silver sparkling earrings and similar sparking tennis bracelet. She handed Asta a black patent leather handbag with a gold chain strap that hung close under her shoulder and as a final piece, gave her a very light, but luxuriously soft wool shawl to wrap around her shoulders, lest the day's warmth was chased away by mountain air. All set, they descended the stairs carefully. Hanna noticed how much more excited Asta seemed now that it was time to go see the Empress. Her mannerisms were more demonstrative; she even started to talk more quickly and was overtly happier. It was obvious to see, and it made her happy to know Asta was in love. She wondered if Asta even knew how deeply she had fallen. Hanna had been around the palace for a long while and though there were lovers here and there, the Empress had never been so focused on someone as she was with Astrid. The Empress had asked that dinner be set up in the large downstairs living room. When Asta arrived, cocktails were just being served to various politicians and high-ranking cabinet ministers and their staffs in the front drawing room. There seemed to be two groups, the first was centered around Viktoria by the fireplace at the end of the room. There were eight women in all, not including her sister Valencia who stood by her Majesty. Then there was the staff members, perhaps a dozen total, that stood closer to the hallway, allowing the senior women their space. Empress Viktoria was all business, but she became noticeably brighter when Asta walked in. A warmth again radiated through Asta that she knew emanated from her Majesty. She was wearing a lovely navy-blue sheath dress of some sort of exquisite wool fabric and matching low heels. Asta curtsied to her Majesty making a show of deference in front of the other women, and in turn, was greeted warmly but not too familiarly by Viktoria. Valencia gave her a subtle 'well done' nod and wink. Clearly, looking around, Asta was one of the least important people in the room and liked it that way. It let her observe. Having spent year's working with high-ranking officials, many of whom had close relations with Andreas, Asta knew to never be too familiar with senior leaders in public settings. And so, she took her place with the gaggle of staffers, making small talk and taking in the proceedings. They, in turn, wondered where this bombshell of a woman had come from and why she was here on her own. Three of the eight women were out and out sycophants, fawning over every word her Majesty uttered. She wasn't sure how they got into their position, but it was likely not because Viktoria placed them there. Indeed, Valencia later told her that they were titleholders from their inheritance and not appointees. As such, they held historical positions in the government. Any power they had though was as a result of their relationship with the Empress and so these women took every opportunity they could to suck up to Viktoria. Asta observed that another three of the eight were a little older and more dour, not necessarily unfriendly, just taciturn. They were long time political operatives from the prior monarch, politically savvy and useful and so had their place in the government so long as they stayed politically savvy. The final two, both cabinet ministers, finance and state, she learned, were obviously trusted advisors to her Majesty. They seemed to lead the three dour ones and no one seemed to lead the unctuous three, but also, Asta guessed, no one cared because they all understood the nature of a sycophant. Two rounds of drinks were served, though Asta chose sparkling water like her sister, who came and chatted with her every so often when not attending to her Majesty. Perhaps a little more than an hour passed in total. Through it all, Asta watched Viktoria closely. She was at times graceful and smart, patient and astute. To watch her work that room was to have a master class in political leadership at the highest level. Empress Viktoria was not much older than she was, and yet, she seemed many years more mature than her age in her political dealings. It was at least in part because of the Empyrian, which Asta could feel coursing strongly through the room. At the appropriate time, the two cabinet ministers gave a final toast to her Majesty and the Empire and rounded up the lot to head out through the front door. The evening secretary was there to see them out. The Empress told Valencia she could retire for the evening as well. She curtsied to her Majesty and gave a hug and kiss to her sister before heading out the same door as the other visitors. She had more work to get to back to at the HQ. When they were finally alone, her Majesty took Asta by the hand and walked her through the drawing room and into the large living room. Just on the other side of the door, she pulled Asta in and kissed her. "You have become like a drug to me, ch?re. I can't stop thinking of you," she said and kissed her again. "Thank goodness General Skarpsv?rd kept me busy or I may have gone AWOL to come find you," Asta replied. "All I could think about was falling asleep in your arms this morning and how wonderful that felt." "Why didn't you come stand with me and keep me company with those ladies. Some of them are such bore." "You're Majesty, it would not be appropriate for me to be in those conversations. Who am I to your cabinet? It is for your own reputation, and mine, that I let you conduct your duties. Besides, I made friends with the staffers," Asta explained. "You're right, of course, but I don't like not having you with me. Perhaps, I'll make you my personal assistant or something like that," she said offhandedly. "Of course, I will serve you however you wish, but I suspect working with the General and her team is the best use of my talents for now?" she replied, making her statement a question by bringing her voice up. "Yes, yes, I know," she said with a sigh. "Let's see what Brigit and the staff came up with for dinner shall we?" said the Empress. One of the tables in the back corner had been set for them. Neither was in a mood to drink much so they shared a half bottle of white wine Brigit had picked to go with the grilled fish and vegetables. Desert was a small scoop of light sorbet and fruit. Before long, they were back upstairs in the sitting room watching something and cuddling. They sat intertwined watching a documentary on some historical Viragonian periods Viktoria though she would enjoy. Asta tried but was unable to pay attention. Taking the initiative with her new lover, she began kissing her Majesty and before long she got up and led Viktoria to bed, ravishing her again. They awoke and repeated much of the prior day's schedule only starting earlier in the morning on Asta's insistence. Again, a uniform was laid out for Asta when she came out of the shower. This time, she dried her hair and put it back in a ponytail without the bow. As with the prior day, she met Marta and headed in to work, then came back to her apartment to change and freshen up before dinner and sex with Viktoria. The third night, a Wednesday, the Empress needed to be away attending to business in Verstrata, the capital of Virago. Valencia, who was not needed on that particular trip, spent the night in Asta's apartment talking with her sister until the early hours. It was reported back to Valencia by General Skarpsv?rd that Viktoria was irritable and off center while she was away from Asta. Whatever issues she had seemed to dissolve away late Thursday afternoon when they were reunited. The daily pattern continued this way until the morning of the summer solstice the following week, June 21. CHAPTER 26 It was not lost on the woman formerly known as Andreas that many of the Viragonian societal norms and spirituality centered around sexuality. There really was no other culture that was as open and accepting of all the facets of sexuality, from the most loving and nurturing parts, to even its nefarious uses. That is probably why Asta found herself sitting with her mother having a conversation about how she would make love to the Empress tonight and fulfill the premonitions she had. It was awkward. To begin with, he was now a she. For around twenty years of her life with her mother, before she disappeared with Valencia, she was Andreas, her oldest child and son. Now she was Astrid. Not only was she trying to understand life as a woman, well mostly woman, but she was also trying to reconcile no longer being Catrine's son. His mother had always been so proud of him. And now Asta was nothing like that man, at least physically. She was almost a carbon copy of her sister. And to add to the bizarre happenings, she had abandoned the name "Andreas" that Catrine had given her at birth. It made her a bit uneasy. It felt disrespectful. Catrine had managed to work her way back from whatever secret assignment she was on, and so they had their reunion early that morning. Over the last weeks and even more so over breakfast that morning, Asta had come to learn that her mother was one of the most accomplished spies in Virago history, if not the most accomplished. Of course, only a handful of people knew that. Still he was immensely proud, despite the fact that only weeks earlier it would have been his job to find someone like Catrine and jail her. Things had definitely changed. It was interesting, now that Asta had changed into her new self, she looked even more like her mother. It was as though the Empyrian had taken some sort of latent DNA strands and used them as the building blocks for her new body. It actually helped make her feel closer to her mother. Valencia had given her the history of their last 12 or so years already so Asta knew the broad strokes of where they had gone when they left him and why. She had forgiven her mother from almost the moment she decided to embrace her new life so there was no animosity or resentment, as it were, to discuss. After breakfast they moved to the living room of Asta's apartment with their coffee. The conversation turned to the importance of the Solstice pretty quickly and stayed there. Catrine was holding Asta's hands in hers. They were sitting in in the large living room. She would not be going into the HQ today in order to prepare, which was just as well; she would not have been able to focus anyway as she seemed to have an abundance of energy today. Catrine began explaining, at length, the theory she had come up with many years ago that led them to where they were today. "Years ago, when I was a teenager, I came across a book in the main library in Verstrata where I grew up. It is an old library with many old tomes. I had always been interested in the Empyrian and read everything I could." "There was a book that talked about how powerful the union of two individuals, steeped in the Empyrian, could be if aligned properly. It spoke about how the two would magnify each other's powers and how it would create an unbreakable bond, between them. There have been many examples of a union of such people throughout our history. That isn't so hard to point to actually. But these bonds were always around partnerships. Business, political, musical, all strong, but none of them seemed to be examples of two people in love with each other. Not the way you and Viktoria are in love." Asta blushed. She and Viktoria had not yet spoken about their love, but she knew her mother's words were true. She was in love with Viktoria and would bet all that she had that the Empress loved her too. They were like two magnets drawn to each other. The union of two individuals Catrine spoke of was true, that was why Asta and Viktoria were so tightly connected to each other, but they're connection brought with it a deep and unshakable love as well. "Years later, I came across another reference I found interesting. It spoke of how Empyrian energy is at its peak during the two solstices, and in particular, the summer solstice. I immediately remembered the text about the union of two individuals, steeped in the Empyrian, and how powerful they could be if they aligned properly. The summer solstice would be one key ingredient to magnifying that joint power. It would seem no one had ever come across this notion before, or at least I could find no references to it. "Now, a few last pieces you should know," Catrine continued. "Our family has always been deeply in commune with the Empyrian. Few families are like ours. Empress Viktoria's family is. General Skarpsv?rd's family is also. This is why you and your sister gravitate toward them and why we are all so close. I knew that you would have latent abilities because of our noble bloodline. I couldn't be certain what they were, but I knew one day, when you connected with the Empyrian, they would show themselves. "You always meant to turn me into a woman mother?" Asta asked, half accusingly. "Of course. I would not deny you your birthright darling. You weren't born in Virago and so the Empyrian didn't make you a girl at birth, but I always knew that would change in time. And you should know, Astrid is the name I wanted you to have at birth. Looking at you now, it certainly seems appropriate!" she said. She reached up and pushed Asta's hair off her cheek and behind her ear lovingly. "I have always been in tune with the Empyrian myself. Among my gifts are the ability to connect with people in their dreams and a limited ability to foresee certain things. Usually, it is ideas of things, shapes, notions," she explained. "Nothing exactly concrete." "About a year ago, I got this sort of premonition. Usually I take note of it and move on, but this augury kept coming to me. It took a long time for it to take shape but about three or four months ago I came to Alina and explained much of it to her. The gist of it was that Empress Viktoria could save the country and take back control of the Empyrian and stop it from transforming all of our men. She could be the savior of our society but she must create a union with someone who was as naturally entwined with the Empyrian as she was and that that union must be consummated on the night of the summer solstice." "What I hadn't shared with her, because I still wasn't certain myself months ago, was that that person would be you. The Empyrian didn't reveal all the pieces to me until just before the time you were slated for your covert mission. That is when I hatched the plan. But it meant, as you are, er, excuse me," she corrected herself. "Were, a man at the time, you would have to give up your old life and allegiances and transition into a woman and a Viragonian." "I wanted to be the one to bring you here and explain but I was on a mission, a plan "B" that would turn the tides in our favor in case my premonitions were wrong. I simply could not be here for you. I couldn't risk even getting a message to Valencia or Alina, which is why the General didn't know it was you when you first arrived. My mission was General Manual Lopez. I was to infiltrate the intelligence agency of Elsmere and spirit away the General. Given the timing, I also had to figure a way to get you here and so I influenced the General to let you lead the ill-fated raid. Forgive me, darling. I know you must feel manipulated." The revelations made so much sense to Asta. No wonder the General and Viktoria thought she was the best spy ever. She was, and then some! She got General Lopez out of the country in order to flip him. That was legendary work. "That is about the most impressive thing I have ever heard," Asta said "I can't even fathom how the hell you pulled that off. You are every bit the pro they say you are! And you're my mother! I couldn't be prouder!" she said. She looked down at her mother's hands. "And you pulled off one more miracle," she said more quietly. "You helped me find love." She hadn't admitted it out loud until just then. It felt good to let it out and that the first person she was able to tell was her mother. They had always been close when they were together. "Oh darling, I'm so happy for you," she said, and they hugged there on the couch. Asta lingered in her mother's arms. She had missed her so much. Tears came to her eyes. "Don't start crying," Catrine chuckled, "you'll get me going!" She gave a little sniff to stifle back the emotion. "So, there you are. You must make love to Viktoria and give her your Tor at exactly mid-night." "I can't believe you're pimping me out like this mother," she teased, wiping a tear away from her eye. "Oh stop it," Catrine replied chuckling. "Besides at least I didn't pimp you out to just anybody..." she said breaking into a big smile. Asta laughed as well. Catrine became quiet again and stared into her eyes. "You will be her Queen, my darling. And the two of you will rule the continent together," she said softly. "This is your destiny and what the Empyrian has shown me." "Don't even say it mother. I don't dare to think about that sort of thing. I just want whatever time she'll give me. I love her so much." Asta broke into tears again. She had never been one to show her feelings, but there was so much emotion and energy in her today. It was odd she thought, but she needed to let it out and so she cried tears of joy with her mother. CHAPTER 27 Catrine apologized but explained to Asta that she had to head to the HQ for some important meetings now that she was back. Asta hugged her mother and saw her out the front door. Soon, Marta arrived, having wanted to give the two some alone time to catch up. Asta was meant to prepare the rest of the day. She wasn't really sure what that meant though and found she was getting so restless that toward noon she made Marta go on a run with her through the old town. Marta wasn't particularly pleased having worked out already that morning, but Asta enjoyed getting away from the castle complex and seeing the streets. Asta had become fairly attached to Marta. She understood the events of the first night in the Palace had inextricably linked them, but she wasn't sure why Marta felt she needed to protect her, that is, literally be her protective detail. It was only later that she found out the Empress herself had ordered protection for her and that Marta immediately volunteered, insisting the General release her from her own detail. Regardless, the two women had grown to respect one another deeply and Asta knew there was nothing she wouldn't do for Marta. Marta, for her part, was much more comfortable with Asta then she had been at the start and the two found they were much more casual with each other when no one else was around. The run seemed to help once they were back at the apartment, but Asta found, just after getting out of the shower, that she still had a lot of energy. Marta, wearing a towel, waiting for Asta to finish with her shower before getting in, commented that she needed a nap after her second work out. Asta wrapped a towel around herself and thanked her again for taking her on the run. Though Asta had effectively seduced Marta when she was Andreas, the two were not attracted to each other, likely another by product of their Empyrian connection. She put her hand on Marta's shoulder and both women jumped when a jolt of electricity went through them both. "What the hell was that for?!" exclaimed Marta, slightly annoyed. Asta stared at her hand like it was an alien limb. "I...I don't know what that was. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to shock you. Are you ok?" she asked with concern. "I'm fine but, wow, that made me jump. Whatever it was it went right through me. My toes are tickling," Marta said, examining her feet. "There is definitely something weird going on." Asta said now inspecting both hands and arms. "I'm full of energy today. It wasn't this obvious when I woke up but now, I feel like I should go for another run." Marta studied her before getting into the hot shower. "No way am I going for another work out. You should get that checked out," she called out from behind the glass. "You're telling me, sister," Asta muttered under her breath. She grabbed a brush and combed out her hair so Hanna wouldn't go apoplectic on her later. Hanna had shown up while the two were out jogging. She was instructed that Asta was to look her best for her Majesty this evening. At the Empress's request, they would be having an intimate but formal celebratory dinner in her private dining room with cocktails to start at 7:30PM sharp. Hanna therefore wanted to be kept abreast of Asta's plans for the day, so she knew when to step in. Case in point, Asta had just gone for a long run and showered. Now they needed to think about her hair. Hanna peppered her with a few questions, had she used conditioner, which shampoo had she used, etc.... Once mollified that all was well, she agreed it would be fine to let it dry straight down. Asta's best look for this length hair was a sophisticated straightened look anyway, which could be accomplished with a straightening iron later this evening. Asta took that as good news and got dressed while Hanna went into the closet to check on a few things. Asta stepped into underwear and threw on a cotton t-shirt and work out pants. She wanted to be comfortable if she was going to just be hanging out waiting. She went to the kitchen and made eggs for the three of them. The Empress had offered to staff a chef at her apartment but as appealing as it sounded, Asta was a practical person and it made no sense given how little she seemed to be at the apartment. Besides, she was capable of feeding herself. Once they had eaten, she did the dishes and cleaned all the counters. Then looking around decided to mop the spotless floors. She wasn't exactly fidgety. It wasn't like she had had too much caffeine or something, but she felt restless. With nothing else really to do, Asta decided to try to do some more planning work for the General. She set up at a chair in the dining room and went to work. At midafternoon, Hanna decided it was time for a tea break and told Asta to come into the living room. Marta had indeed taken a quick nap on the living room couch and seemed more herself; she now sat thumbing through some magazines. Hanna set up the tea on a tray on the table in front of the living room couch. Asta left her computer at the dining room table, walked through the kitchen down the hall and joined them. She flopped on the couch and felt a blast of energy emanate from her. Immediately the two women yelped and then moaned, partially doubling over. Hanna started to exclaim, "Oh...oh.... oh my god...OH!" and crumpled into the couch, writhing a bit, one hand at her midsection. Her hair settled briefly, disheveled, over her face. Marta did much the same but without the vocalization. She leaned forward and put her head to her knees as though resisting the orgasm that was raging through her loins. Asta knew almost immediately what had happened and jumped back to her feet, both hands covering her mouth and was apologizing profusely to them both. "Oh my god. Oh my god, I'm SO sorry. I, please.... oh my gosh, I didn't mean to...." she apologized. There was nothing she could do but still she scurried around as though she had just spilled on the nice carpet. "oh my gosh, Hanna are you ok. Oh, please.... I'm so sorry," she continued. She knelt by Hanna. "Are you ok?" she asked softly. She could sense that the climax was receding in both women. Hanna took a few moments then sat back up slowly, gathering herself. "Wow!" she said, using both hands to pull her hair back behind her ears. She took a big cleansing breath and let it out, exhaling purposefully. She looked at Asta. "What the hell was THAT?" she asked slowly. "Is that what I've been hearing about? That is your power? "Indeed, it is," said Marta, slowly standing up and sounding a bit irked. She was secretly quite pleased as her last orgasm was the one Andreas, now Asta, had given her. She kept that part to herself. "Holy shit!" Hanna said in a full voice, rather uncharacteristically. "That was incredible! I won't even ask how you can do that but, wow!" she said shaking her head in disbelief, again taking a deep breath and letting it out with an audible "Whew!" "Well... I...I don't know how I just did that either, it just sort of came out," she said. "I am so sorry you two, I'm really embarrassed. Please forgive me, I would never just do that to someone, especially my friends." "Asta, don't be silly. It startled me but let's face it... it was good!" Hanna said emphatically. They all giggled a bit at Hanna. Had she always been funny? "Whatever it was, it was like the shock I gave you earlier, Marta. I don't know where that came from either," Asta said. "I suggest you ask your mother when she gets back," said Marta. "Why? When is she coming? I thought I wouldn't see her until dinner," Asta said suddenly realizing that that was a great idea. "It was going to be a bit of a surprise for you. But, she thought it would be fun for you all to get ready for dinner together," Hanna said. "She wanted Valencia to join but the Empress needed her at the Palace before dinner. I hope you don't mind," she said with a forgiving look on her face. "Hanna that is perfect. I should talk with her," Asta said still thinking hard on what was going on. Having not grown up as a woman, she missed the significance of the gesture. That her mother would want to come over to get ready with her for a special occasion didn't fully register. "When is she supposed to be here?" she asked. Hanna gave a little sigh, as the last vestiges of her orgasm, the most excitement she'd had in a while, faded away. She looked at her watch. "In a little while. We figured two hours to get ready should be enough," Hanna replied. Asta chuckled. Two hours! In her old life it would have been twenty minutes to shower, shave and put on a suit, and that's if he was being leisurely. What on earth would they do for two hours? Actually, after over a week of working with Hanna, she knew exactly what they'd do but still. Somewhere around five pm Catrine showed up. She said the guard at the far door had given her a hassle getting in, but they had worked it out. Marta took a note to speak with the guards about Asta's family members. "I bet she tasered her," Asta thought. Her mother was a bad ass after all. She had a small bag of clothes with her as she figured she would use the guest room here tonight. Asta gave her a big hug when she came in and they all sat back down to chat. "I thought we needed to get ready, what are we sitting for?" Catrine asked. "Mother there has been some strange things happening today, with me, and I thought you might be able to help me, I mean us," she said gesturing to the two other women. "figure out what is going on." "I've had a lot of energy today, like more energy than I've ever had. In fact, after a long run with Marta, I managed to zap her when I touched her. And then earlier, when I sat down, I somehow sent a wave of energy out to both of them that gave them an, ah...well...it affected them let's say." "I had an orgasm!" Hanna said almost excitedly. "Me too," said Marta just to give Asta a hard time. "So, yeah." Asta shot them a look. "That." She jabbed her thumb at the two of them. "Anyway, what do you make of it? And let me just apologize now should this happen again while you're here. I would be mortified," Asta continued. "Well, I don't know, it doesn't sound that bad. Was it good ladies?" she asked straight-faced. Marta and Hanna both looked at each other as if to check with the other and then said, "Yes," in unison, vigorously nodding their heads. "Mother!" Asta exclaimed. "Oh my god..." she stared to blush. "It's ok honey, it's just the Empyrian. You are becoming stronger as we get closer to the Solstice tonight. I've never heard of this exactly, but I bet you it's just the energy welling up inside of you. You can't hurt anyone. Marta, did the zap hurt?" she asked looking right at Marta. "No ma'am. The first zap actually felt more like a warm sensation. Made my toes tingle," Marta replied. "See there, darling," she said, patting and rubbing Asta's back. "And I know where the last blast made them tingle so you're probably fine," she added teasingly. "Oh my god, mother..." she buried her head in her hands. Asta had forgotten the quick, dry wit her mother had. "Ok, so if you girls are done chit chatting, perhaps we can get things started?" Catrine asked. "Of course. Let's start with you Catrine, shall we?" asked Hanna. The three of them headed upstairs and Marta, making sure the door was locked, went back to her reading, glad to not be dealing with the details of the party tonight. Like her now two daughters, Catrine had blonde hair. Her's was a little darker than the girls, but the long hair fell past her shoulders. Since she looked younger than her age, it was a good length on her. Hanna first blew it out and then curled the front. She parted the hair on the right and then pulled it across so that the length of hair came past the corner of her left eye and then started to curl. Hanna then helped her put foundation on to smooth out her skin and set it with some powder. She penciled in an arching brown and then gave her a darker eye but using some nice layered colors like deep purple. She gave her big eyelashes and then an understated lip in beige so that her eyes were to focal point. Before she finished with Catrine, Hanna suggested Asta get ready for dressing. She handed Asta a pink satin pantie. Simple but purposeful. She then told her to get undressed and put on the kimono so she wouldn't mess up the hair later by pulling off her shirt. Hanna had not discussed too much with Asta about the look she was creating for her, but it actually was dictated almost completely from the Empress herself. She wanted Asta to feel beautiful and feminine. She wanted Asta to have a look that all young women would want. The hair was relatively easy. She again straightened it and then created a part about even with her left eye and pulled the hair over her right side. She combed it flat and straight and sprayed it to keep it in place. Catrine was both coaching and adding thoughts to Hanna. It was a new experience for Asta but as was now her personal mantra, she embraced the experience and let the two women do to her whatever they came up with. Once set, it was time to move to make-up, Asta's favorite part. If there was one thing (and there were many), she was still trying to get used to it was wearing make-up. She loved the way it made her look. But she also felt narcissistic because she had to keep looking at herself whenever she had the chance. She had tried make-up, when she was alone in her apartment in Elsmere, but it just never looked right on Andreas. He had resigned himself to that fact when he was a man, but not now. Now she looked amazing when she wore make-up! The hard part was that she couldn't touch anything on her face when Hanna made her up. It was very frustrating. She could feel every inch of her face and even her eye lashes. And the more she could feel, the more itches she imagined. It was like a slow form of torture. Still, she had reconciled that she would have to get used to it as she did love how it made her feel as a new woman. First, Hanna used a moisturizing base on her skin. She then focused on her eyes. Though Asta tried to tell Hanna she could do certain parts, Hanna insisted on doing most of the application to insure perfection for their big evening. Hanna wanted to pull the green out of her eyes, so she lined the lids and then used a light green liner in the corners and then again on the top lid which she blended to more of a dusty green. She gave the cheeks a good rosy color and finished off the look with a soft pink lip. For her part, Catrine was equal parts champion and backseat critic for the makeover. Asta had some flashbacks to when Valencia was learning to put on make-up in her late teens. He would secretly watch and listen. She reckoned this was a ritual like any other and the input and back and forth was just part of it. Her mother was here now after so long without her. If she wanted to give tips or talk about the moon, it didn't matter to her. Soon enough it was time to put on the dress. It had been painstakingly made over the last week based on the measurements Hanna had taken. Hanna went into the guest room and brought it back into them so that Asta and Catrine could see it for the first time. It was a gorgeous full-length whisper pink gown. The top part of the dress was high- necked and short sleeved. It was made of a light-colored translucent material that stretched and hung to the torso but also seemed to have an endless amount of shimmering sequins and small stones that reflected the light like the Milky Way and had the effect of concealing her chest. At the waist, the dress expanded out into a lovely full duchess soft pink satin skirt with detailed stitching of pedals and leaves, all in a silver thread that also reflected the light. Hanna handed Asta a pink satin pump in the color of the dress with a satin bow on the top. With shoes on, Catrine and Hanna helped her step into the dress and then told her to take a deep breath in and zipped her in. It fit perfectly. Catrine gave it an enthusiastic two thumbs up and then retreated to the guest room to put her own dress on. By the time the two of them were done it was 7:15. That would give them easily enough time to walk the short distance to the private residence of the Empress. They said good-bye and good night to Hanna and Marta held the door for them. They walked, mother and daughter, hand in hand through the halls to the guarded door that was the entrance to the private residence. Marta had radioed ahead so they knew to expect them. Brigit was again waiting for them as they turned the corner from the hallway to the back door. She walked them through to the drawing room where they found Valencia and Alina talking. Valencia hugged and kissed them both. She was wearing a fine black lace dress with contrasting guipure bands that had buttons running down the back. It had a round neckline and long delicate lacy sleeves that were see-through and gave the illusion that the dress itself was sleeveless. As with all of their dresses, the hemline fell to the floor. Her blonde hair was styled out, curled for a long casual look and she had used eyeliner to give a winged look coming off her upper eyelid that set her eyes. She had some shadow on but otherwise used mascara and light red lip gloss to finish her look. Alina stood in a long black satin gown that looked like it had come from a film noir. The neckline closed around the bottom of her throat in a crew neck and then opened again on her chest with a long, thin oval keyhole. The shoulders finished in a short cape sleeve to just the top of her arm and the rest of the plain front dress dropped to the floor with extra fabric for a train. Her hair was styled back in a wavy style and she had a hair clip with diamond encrusted leaves that covered a portion of her head above her left ear. At exactly 7:30, Brigit announced, "Her Imperial Majesty, Empress Viktoria" and the Empress entered the drawing room from the great hall. It had been all Asta could do not to take to the stairs when she arrived and find Viktoria in her bedroom. Now she was glad she had waited. Her Majesty, the Empress was clad in a black satin tuxedo suit. She wore nothing under the jacket giving her, in effect, a d?collet? down to mid abdomen where the suit jacket was buttoned. Her pants were creased in the front and dropped to her ankle. She had black patent leather slippers with a low heel and a floppy satin bow on top and silk socks. She again wore a choker, this time in diamond and pearl and pearl stud earring. Her dark hair was pulled back tight into a ponytail and she had a dark smoldering eye and blood red lipstick. Her nails were long and sharp and matched her lipstick. She clearly wanted to send Asta a signal as to who would be pursuing who this evening. Asta was thrilled at seeing her Majesty. The collected women all curtsied to the Empress and then warm hellos were exchanged. When she approached Asta, they both felt a sort of vibration between them. Viktoria first picked up her hand and kissed the top of it on the knuckles. She then kissed her on the cheek and whispered "you are mine tonight" into her ear. Asta reacted to the words by both blushing and emitting a small wave of energy from her into her surroundings. Everyone around her felt themselves get aroused. Asta, feeling their arousal blushed even harder. "I'm so sorry, everyone," Asta spoke up. "I don't know exactly what it is today, but I can't help these little, ah..." she was stuck and embarrassed. Catrine spoke up, "these emissions. As I told her, your Majesty, these are normal for someone so powerful with the Empyrian." "Indeed, ch?re. You mustn't worry about this radiation. It happens to me all the time, doesn't Alina?" she said, looking at the General for validation. "It does, yes, your Majesty. I'm sure we won't even notice them Astrid." "Well you are all very kind, and a thousand apologies. Poor Hanna and Marta got the worst of it earlier," she said. "How splendid for them" Alina said, smiling. "Brigit, I believe we're ready for a toast! Please bring in the wine." The Empress said. Soon a footwoman brought in a tray with five glasses of sparkling wine. They each took a glass. "Allow me a toast," the Empress continued. They all raised their glasses. "We have predicted this will be a wondrous evening and all signs seem to suggest that indeed it will be. It is a pleasure to be with a family united," she nodded at the Catrine and Valencia. "and with the ones I love!" she said looking at each of them and lingering on Asta. "To the solstice!" she exclaimed and raised her glass. "To the solstice!" they all said in unison, clinking their glasses before sipping the wine. Asta noticed her hand was shaking but managed to get the glass to her face without spilling. They all took a seat in the center of the room on two couches facing each other. Hors d'oeuvres had been set out for group on the table between and next to the couches. Empress Viktoria beckoned Asta come sit with her and Alina, Catrine and Valencia sat on the other couch facing them. Once seated, Viktoria and Asta could again feel the Empyrian vibration oscillating and flowing between them, a sort of inaudible hum they could both feel. The group chatted and laughed for a long while and around 9 P.M. they went into the dining room. The long table had been removed and in its place was a round table for five. Her Majesty sat with her back to the service entrance and Alina and Catrine sat to her right and left respectively then Asta took the seat next to Alina. As she sat, another ripple emitted from her and sent each of the women, Brigit and two footwomen onto the brink. They all tried to play it off and Alina and Valencia each cleared their throats to distract from the moment. Asta started to giggle. She was so full of energy she just couldn't help it. No number of apologies could contain the issue and so she chose to find the humor in the moment. She started to laugh in earnest and quickly the whole table did to. She laughed so hard she snorted and sent another wave into them. Valencia, still laughing grabbed her right arm and beseeched her to stop. They each took deep breaths to try to calm themselves, tears in their eyes. Dinner was comprised of eight courses, each selection just the right amount. By the time they were done, many bottles of wine had been consumed and the five of them were in blissful digestion. Asta, was very happy, but also still brimming full of energy. She tried to limit her movements and even stifled back a sneeze lest she send the whole house into a fitful orgasm. By now, it was less than an hour to midnight. They were all aware of what the evening was really about and so, at the right moment, they each stood, and Alina, Catrine and Valencia said their goodbyes, thanked the Empress again for her generosity and hospitality and bid them goodnight. Asta gave each of them a hug and a kiss on each cheek and, having so much pent-up energy, unknowingly channeled some of it into each of them, giving them a profound sense of warmth and love. Alina and Catrine exchanged looks adding this to the growing list of Empyrian powers Astrid was displaying. Brigit walked them out while Viktoria and Asta watched them go. When they were alone Viktoria looked down at her lover. "You look lovely tonight, ch?re," Viktoria said facing Asta. "What, in this old thing?" she said referring to her dress. She did a pirouette for the Empress. They were now standing in front of the grand staircase Viktoria took Asta into her arms. Asta looked up into her eyes. "I love the dress you picked for me. I love being your girl," she said softly and earnestly, fully understanding the role reversal she was now living. Viktoria kissed her on her forehead then looked into her eyes and said playfully, "and what shall I do with you now that I have you alone?" "It is an excellent question your Majesty," Asta said, pretending to straighten the shawl collar on the front of her suit. "But I think the better question is what am I going to do to you?" She reached up and made a point of sticking out her index finger and then slowly brought it to Viktoria's shoulder and poked her lightly. When she did, she sent a strong wave of sexual energy through Viktoria, who reacted like she had just had a mild punch to the abdomen. She let out a low moan and held on to Asta. Asta paused for a bit before continuing. "As I was saying, I am just full of energy today. What's a matter, did the wine get to you?" she asked sweetly, toying with the Empress. "You're going to pay for that," Viktoria said trying to stand up and compose herself as the wave of arousal ebbed from her. "Promise?" Asta asked, stepping in and kissing her deeply and passionately. Viktoria briefly thought about throwing her over her shoulder and carrying her up to bed but then remember she had some things planned upstairs. "Let us retire to the bedroom shall we," Viktoria asked. She held out her arm to escort Asta. She looped her arm through Viktoria's and grabbed her dress with her free hand for the climb up the stairs. CHAPTER 28 "I am going to have one of the lady's maids help you with your dress. I'll meet you in the sitting room when you're done," she said to Asta as they turned to go into the bedroom. They walked through the first door and Viktoria closed it behind her. Asta continued on into the bedroom to find the lady's maid standing there waiting for her. Viktoria called after them as she turned into the sitting room. "Look after her Stina, but don't take too long please," she said playfully. Stina ushered Asta into the master closet and unzipped her dress and helped her step out of it. She took a large hanger off the rack and put the dress neatly on to it and hung it from a special rod that could retract back into the woodwork. Asta went to the vanity, went through her purse and put on some more lip gloss and then stepped out of her shoes. Stina pointed to matching set of pajamas laid out for her in the closet. The outfit consisted of three pieces in total, a silk camisole, a pair of French knickers and a long robe with shawl collar and flared sleeves, all in powder pink. She slid into the camisole and pulled on the knickers. Stina held the robe for her, which she put on and tied around the waist. Stina then pointed to some matching pink slippers. Asta thanked her, donned the slippers and exited the closet for the sitting room. Viktoria sat on the couch, still in her tuxedo, sipping a glass of champagne, the bottle lay chilling in a bucket on the table. Next to it, were chocolate covered strawberries in a bowl. Asta took a seat next to her, careful not to blast her again with a stray charge from her reservoir of Empyrian energy. She leaned into Viktoria and slid her left hand under the tuxedo jacket to her ribs, just under her breast. She slowly brought her hand up until it lay fully on her bosom. The vibrations they felt between them intensified some. It had been made clear to them that midnight was the important moment, so they still had some time to kill. For Asta's part, she figured she could just send wave after wave of orgasm to Viktoria, but she would need Viktoria to be coherent at the proper hour. And so, they kissed and drank champagne. Asta had had well over a bottle of wine herself tonight and could not feel any of the affects. She was so amped up with energy the alcohol had no effect. Asta untied her robe and looked under her shorts, suddenly aware that this would be the last time she had a penis. Through all of the last weeks it had stayed exactly the same, impervious to the craziness going on in the rest of her body. She couldn't wait to get rid of it. "Are you going to miss it?" Viktoria asked. "Not even a little bit," she said purposefully turning back to Viktoria. "I want you to get rid of it for me." And she gave Viktoria another deep kiss as motivation. Asta would fuck her now if she thought she could hold on for any appreciable amount of time. After having mouth fucked half the country it seemed, she didn't trust the old boy to make it very long. She had thought about just suppressing the climax with her powers but decided not to risk it. They had come this far. At ten before midnight, Viktoria told her to stand up and face her. She then told her to pull her robe off her shoulders just enough to view the whole outfit she had selected for her. She sat on the couch legs spread open and put her hand on her crouch while she stared at Asta, slowly rubbing herself through the fabric. It was an erotic image for Asta and a turn on to know that she would be giving herself to Viktoria who so clearly wanted it. Viktoria stood up and stepped over to her. She kissed Asta deeply and put her right hand on top of her knickers. The shock made her release another ripple of energy, again making Viktoria bend at the waist in ecstasy. This time, Asta got an erection. She took Viktoria by the hand and pulled her into the bedroom. She turned around and began kissing her, first dropping the robe to the floor and then reaching down and unbuttoned Viktoria's jacket. Viktoria kicked her shoes off and Asta unbuttoned her pants and slid them down her legs. She then helped her step out of them while Viktoria shrugged off the tuxedo jacket. Asta stood back up facing her. Viktoria was taller than her and was pretty strong. Asta made a calculated guess and jumped into her arms and wrapped her legs around her. Viktoria wasn't expecting her to jump on her but Asta's calculation was correct and Viktoria was able to hold on and carry her over to the bed. She fell on top of Asta, careful not to hurt her or her genitals, which were now at full erect attention. Viktoria let Asta bring her to climax by crawling up and sitting over her face. She climbed off and looked at the three clocks she had set up for tonight. The clocks would prove to be unnecessary, as the Empyrian energy flowing between them grew steadily more powerful as if building to a midnight crescendo. They would feel the right moment without needing a clock. Three minutes to midnight. It was time to get Asta ready. Viktoria swung down and pulled the knickers off Asta's body fully exposing the engorged member. She took it in her hand and put the whole of the cock into her mouth. Asta groaned. It was the first time in ages he had had any manual stimulation in her groin. Viktoria had wanted this cock in her for over a week and she did not hesitate to mount Asta and slide it between her wet vaginal lips. She paused there, Asta fully inside her and, with no help from Asta's special gifts, orgasmed all over the cock, giving a slight shudder as she did so. Asta saw the telltale stars all around the Empress. The Empyrian was flowing freely between them now and the vibrations kicking off were intense and pleasurable. It was like an energy field was spinning around and thru them. That alone could have made her cum she thought. She started to gentle rock back and forth, working the penis. Asta's eyes were closed in concentration. She was trying not to cum before the bell tolled midnight. Back and forth Viktoria rocked until there were thirty seconds left and she was starting to cum again. Asta hadn't flinched yet. Asta had gotten nervous and so had been using her powers to keep herself from climaxing. She looked at the clock and it showed :30 seconds left to midnight. She panicked. She was not ready to climax. She started to worry that she had waited too long and would actually miss the moment. How could she do that? How stupid could she be? The whole country was depending on her. This was not a performance enhancing thought. :15 seconds. Focus she told herself. Focus!! Viktoria was starting to emit small noises and came again. She told Asta to fuck her harder. :10 seconds. Viktoria was saying something to her, but she couldn't concentrate. Though the Empyrian was telling her how long she had to midnight, she couldn't take her eyes of the clock. Panic was starting to give way to terror, as she still didn't feel close to climax. Viktoria, on the other hand had very different emotions inside of her. The moment was simply amazing to her. The Empyrian was becoming visible all around her. She started rocking faster, looking around the room but only seeing the Empyrian now engulfing her. :05 seconds. Get it together! Asta thought. Could she make herself cum using her powers she thought? :02 seconds. Asta focused. She pushed out every bit of energy she had, all of it in one last ditch surge. :01 second.... A massive white light came at her as it had twice before, but instead of passing out, she seemed to move through it, into the Empyrian. It was magnificently beautiful, like walking amongst the stars. Viktoria was there staring up into the lights. She held out her hand and brought Asta into her body and embracing her. "Now we are both one with the Empyrian. Isn't it lovely," she said gesturing to nothing in particular? "It is so beautiful," Asta said. "Thank you for bringing me here." "I didn't bring you here. You have to have the power to bring yourself here. We are equals now Asta, you and I. You are the only other person alive who can walk within the Empyrian with me." She smiled at her and kissed her gently. "I love you Viktoria." "I love you too Astrid Wahl," she replied. Asta came out of the Empyrian back into herself, onto the bed and had a shattering, life changing orgasm into Viktoria at exactly the stroke of midnight. At that moment, he was in his old male body, flat chested, thrusting vigorously up into Viktoria who sat over him upright. He pumped and thrust everything out until there was no more and laid back, spent. He watched as Viktoria took in the Tor, climaxing again herself with him. He closed his eyes. Andreas felt a wonderful warmth wash over him from his head down through his body to his feet and toes. It was only a few seconds, but he knew the transformation was complete. He was a she again. There was no pain; just a lingering excitement that she realized was unfettered joy. She lay there and waited for Viktoria to recover. Viktoria lingered a moment longer feeling the energy she knew brought her new powers then opened her eyes and looked down at Asta. Over the last week she had memorized everything about Asta and so she took in every detail of the new body in front of her. Her face was the same, perfectly dimensional but her golden locks were now longer than before, well past her shoulders. Her breasts had become fuller and firmer, likely a full "C" cup and well-proportioned on her chest. Her previously soft stomach was now rock hard and showed her well-developed abdominal muscles and a thin waistline. There was slightly more definition in her shoulders and arms, hinting at newfound strength but they were still long and graceful. Viktoria smiled a beautiful smile. "Hello my love. We did it." She leaned over to kiss Asta which is when she felt something funny between her legs. She aborted the kiss and looked down at her crotch. Sitting there was a large penis, scrotum and all. "What the hell!?" she said sitting up right, hands reaching down to the member between her legs. "Oh wow," said Asta now seeing what she saw. "How did that happen?" "I have no earthly idea. Didn't even feel it materialize there," she said, grabbing it and studying it. Asta was a little surprised at how calm she was. She didn't even seem to be alarmed. Asta watched her for a few moments more. Instead of concern, she seemed more curious. Viktoria ran her fingers down further between her legs. "Well, my vagina is still there, so that's interesting." She brought her hand back up to the cock. The more she touched it, the more it grew. "oh...wow. Mmmmm. That is good," she said starting to stroke it. "You know, if you stroke it too much it will spit," Asta said, trying to interject some humor. "oh...oh wow...this is...this is FANTASTIC. How bizarre! Oh and how wonderful!" she said starting to pump harder. Asta was watching her and a strange sensation started between her legs. She reached down and felt her own vagina for the first time. "Bizarre" and "fantastic" where indeed the correct words she thought to herself. "Hold on, hold on," Asta said now sitting up, taking note of the rock hard abs she now had. She put her hand on top of Viktoria's to get her to stop. "I think we should have a quick primer on our new...ah, equipment, don't you think? I'll show you how to use yours," she pointed at Viktoria's erection. "And you show me how to use mine," she said, pointing at the beautiful new mound between her legs. "Deal?" "Well, that could be interesting," Viktoria said with a wicked smile. "Perhaps we could show each other simultaneously?" she said, smiling. "That was exactly what I was thinking. Just for preparation, I see that your equipment is in the "on" position and ready for use," Asta said coyly, continuing the bit. "How do I know if my equipment is ready?" she asked in an innocent tone. "That is an excellent question from my star pupil," Viktoria replied. "Let me check. Sometimes you need to prep these things manually..." Viktoria leaned her long body over Asta's, holding herself up on one forearm until she was right above her face. She reached down and deftly parted Asta's new labia and inserted her middle finger into her moist folds. She found that Asta was actually already quite wet so the digit slid in smoothly. Asta let out a breathy "oh" as she did. "Now," Viktoria continued and a sultry voice, "sometimes it just takes a little back and forth to loosen things up." "Oh my god! That is good. Holy shit this is what you all are walking around with every day?" Asta asked grabbing on to the bed sheets. "As I was saying, a little back and forth is the key to proper pre- coitus lubrication." Viktoria continued. "mmm, hmm...then what," moaned Asta. "It is best to make sure that the full system is tested before use." Viktoria explained. A part of Asta's brain rationally said that she should find it odd that she was about to have a penis inserted into her vagina. It should have been such a foreign concept that it would trigger some sort of reptilian cortex in the recess of her brain to protest vigorously. But in her new brain's split second calculus, all she wanted was to be fucked as hard as she could be. It was crazy and thrilling and scintillating all at once. She could feel how engorged her sex was and it wanted to be penetrated. She wanted something to be inserted into her body. Instead, Viktoria found her as yet unused clitoris and massaged it vigorously in small circular motions. An intense heat spread from her sex up through her belly. It was beyond anything Asta could have imagined and within only a few moments she had her first orgasm. "AHHhhhh...." she cried out and almost stripped the sheets off the right side of the bed with her arms. She panted audibly as the waves of pleasure washed over her, Viktoria slowing her stimulation. After a few moments the intensity ebbed and she was able to form words. "THAT was amazing. Oh my god," she said now manipulating her own newly formed nipples. "How did you do that so fast?" she asked and looked up at Viktoria. She smiled and then took her hand from Asta's sex and brought her arm up and around, pointing her index finger out. She slowly brought it to Asta's shoulder and poked her with it. "Boop!" she said playfully. It felt like a heavy wave of silk was running up her body and she flinched, tensing her abdomen as another wave of orgasm ran through her. "Ahhh....oh..." she said almost in pain but enjoying every bit of it. "oh my...god....how did you do that?!" she cried out again. Viktoria was smiling a huge smile. "I told you, we are equals. We gave each other strength. I would seem that I have your power in the Empyrian and, I would guess, you have mine." "Oh my god...do it again, please..." she said thinking she might lose her mind. "I have a better idea." Viktoria slid over on top of Asta and put her cock on the outside of her labia. Asta reached down and guided her in and moaned as she entered her. There was slight pressure as Viktoria worked through her maidenhead, but soon Asta was cumming again feeling her new womb being filled up. Viktoria looked down at her quarry, careful she wasn't hurting her and started to thrust as though it was the most natural of motions for her. Asta spread her legs wide and hooked her feet around Viktoria. She soon became lost in ecstasy. It became difficult to tell when one orgasm finished and the next one started. She was dazed and for the first time since she entered her new country, she was only worried about her own pleasure. At some point Viktoria pulled out and Asta became vaguely aware that Viktoria had flipped her over and wanted her on all fours. She pulled up off her back, spun around on to her knees, then leaned back toward her heels exposing her sex for Viktoria to enter. Immediately she felt a new sensation in her vagina, the wonderful cock now making contact with new spots and pressure points deep inside her. And then she became aware how amazing being fucked from behind really was. She felt vulnerable and submissive, something she had never felt as a man. It was thrilling and felt dangerous in its own way. She liked the feeling of being dominated. That notation made her even more aroused and she climaxed again. Viktoria seemed to have masterful control over her new equipment and was able to have her switch positions yet again. This time, Asta got on top and sat down on top of her large phallus. She took control and rocked her hips back and forth. She looked down to see her new breasts in an upright position. They hung satisfyingly from her chest and she bent over and made Viktoria suckle on them. The sensation made her wild and she began thrusting her hips more vigorously, almost violently, the motion showing off her abdominal muscles, which made Viktoria even more lustful. She finally pinned both of Viktoria's shoulders to the bed, got right in her face and said, "Cum inside me NOW!" and threw herself into her gyrations. Viktoria obliged her and with a massive pelvic thrust release into her with several spasmic twitches. Asta saw the stars of the Empyrian again, like she had with the other men she had taken. She enjoyed the glow until it faded away and she was back to herself, sitting on top of Viktoria. "Wow..." said Viktoria satiated. "That was incredible." Asta rolled off her and lay against her naked body. Reaching down to her lover's sex she found that the penis was gone. Viktoria didn't make mention of it, as though it had never existed; Easy come, easy go. "That is an understatement," said Asta, with a big sigh. She was so happy. She reached up and kissed Viktoria on the cheek. "I love you your Majesty," she said. Viktoria rolled on to her side putting her face close to Asta's face. She brought her hand up to Asta's head and pushed the hair back over her ear lovingly. "I love you too Astrid," she replied and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. Asta, wasn't sure if the Empyrian moment was a dream or not and so she was relieved to hear Viktoria say it again. She returned the kiss more vigorously. They let it linger a while and then separated. They lay there a while just being together. Asta couldn't help but run her hand over her groin repeatedly, expecting, but not finding a now defunct appendage. The Empyrian energy which had been so intense prior to midnight was still there but very subtly wound around and through them. "Now, I need to take you to the bathroom and show you how to take care of your equipment. Watch that you don't drip," she said. They each rolled off the bed. Asta steadied herself once on her feet. Her breasts weren't big enough that she was thrown off balance, but she reckoned she'd just been through a lot. No point in rushing it and falling over. Viktoria grabbed Asta's pajama outfit and robe and led Asta into the loo and positioned her over the bidet. She was able to relieve herself and the remnants of their love making were expelled from her new sex. Viktoria showed her how to wipe herself clean, mentioning to be thoughtful what she did when she wiped so as not to cross contaminate. She left Asta to finish up and walked into the closet naked. She came back out wearing a long purple nightgown adorned with lace and matching purple silk robe. She was holding another nightgown of shimmering pink. "I think it's time for a proper night gown, now that you have the body for it," she said, handing the gown to Asta. Asta met her by the sink where they both removed make up and brushed their teeth. Once done, they walked back to the bedroom hand in hand and Asta fell asleep in Viktoria's arms for the first time as a biological woman.