An Account of the Accession of Queen Mary IV to the Imperial Throne
A cat gets sucked into a world ruled by Victorian wolves and turned into their regent. Mature.
As requested by Her Majesty Queen Mary IV, Lord over all States of the Dominion, the following is an Accounting of the divers Events which preceded the Accession of H.M. Queen Mary IV to the Throne. The personal Account from which this History is constructed is my own as Royal Attendant Miss Abigail Hartford, and has been supplemented with other Accounts taken by Interview of others present for the Queen's Accession.
These Events began on a day in the Spring, upon which the kindly Weather was well disposed to Hunting. Thus I had left the Imperial City, having taken along with me Provisions and Victuals for the Day ahead, my Hunting Coat, and my Rifle. My Dogs carried my Sledge far afield into the Tundra, with the scent of some Beast (I had hoped to return with a Bear) in their Noses.
There was no Beast to be found, certainly not as such, that day. Instead, my Sledge was rocked by a Sound so terrible that my Dogs were frightened and which nearly knocked me into the Snow. As my Dogs were rendered useless through Fear and Shock, I resigned to leave them tied there on the Ice, and investigate the Source of the Sound on foot.
2 July, 2015
Strawberry and Bubblegum
A diner serves up some tasty and transformative milkshake flavors. Mature.
We don't get a lot of regulars coming in at two in the morning, so I could figure they were the traveling sort. We're out on the highway so we get a lot of those types. Road trips, vacationing in California, heading to Las Vegas, that kinda thing. I was busy putting the clean glasses away, but you can't miss when a car pulls in, especially when it's so quiet.
So I gave them the 'Howdy and welcome to Allie's Diner!' thing when they came in. I think the first girl was kinda...well I don't wanna be mean but with that long brown hair and the big glasses and that teeny body she looked kinda like a mouse. And the other girl was a bit taller and had maybe a cup size on her friend, but I figured she could be some junior politician or something with that serious short hairdo and commanding kinda look.
I was gonna go and ask them what they wanted to drink but I could tell they were staring at my chest and whispering to each other. And I get it, it's cool! A lot of girls would love to have tits like mine. And I know how girls with little boobs are jealous of girls with big boobs, so it didn't even bother me. I wanted to help them out though.
2 July, 2015
The Thief and the Sapphire
A thief trying to steal from the queen's palace gets turned into a princess instead. Mature.
It was the day of mourning for the dear, passed queen, and so Alex was wearing black. But, setting her apart from everyone else, Alex was currently making her way, brick by brick and handhold by handhold, toward the queen's balcony. With the queen dead, no one would be staying in her royal bedroom, so no one would notice if a couple of valuable gems and silks happened to vanish. And it wasn't as if the queen would care any more, either.
The leather-clad thief pulled herself onto the balcony that connected to the queen's room, and let out a long sigh. She'd made it, the hardest part was through. She stepped through the doorway, and into the grand bedroom, walls coated with tapestries, carpets muffling her quiet steps. There were gold and jewels and all sorts of expensive, easily carried things delicately arranged across dressers and desks and shelves. It was a thief's wet dream.