As Willow looked around the girth of her womb she saw a figure standing just around to doorframe, only a hand and half of their face showing, yet something seemed verry familiar about this person, but their clothing didn't seem to fit with who wore them.
"Hello Lady Willow, its been a while since we last spoke" came a small voice, and Lady Frost stepped around the doorframe, but something was wrong, she looked older, at least nineteen, her body clearly more developed as her breasts, thighs and ass now more curvey and voluminous, but what shocked Willow was the state she was in, her white hair was tangled and dirty, her face covered in bruises and cuts, her gown was ripped and covered in dirt and soot, and she had what was left of an iron shackle around her left wrist, but what horrified Willow the most was the circle of ink on the poor girl's abdomen, it was a modified version of the one Willow, Mazy and Rose had.
Willow and Mazy heaved themselves up off the bed and waddled over to the distressed Lady Frost and guided her to sit on the edge of the bed "now then, what happened to you" said Willow as she stroked the curve of her enormous belly, feeling her new children twitching within, Lady Frost then took a shaky breath and attempted to compose herself "I was in my homeland, my people celebrating my safe return as they always did, but then her majesty appeared in my Chambers, naturally I was compelled to ask why she was there, and on such short notice, but she just smiled cruelly and told me my presence on this earth was no longer required....when I heard the screams from outside, I ran, as fast as I could, but then Lady Dian...she grabbed me, and drew this on my skin" said Frost as she gestured to her silky white stomach "but once she had drawn the circle...she just let me go, saying that my purpose was soon to be fulfilled as she shoved six blue gems into my lower belly...I don't remember much after that, but when I came around I found myself chained up in the back of a waggon, so I froze the metal shackles and broke free, finding myself at the edge of your woods, so I figured that this would be the only place I could be safe" said Lady Frost as she broke down into tears.
Willow and Mazy locked eyes, both with a look of disbelief and shock, how could the queen do something like this....and why "well don't fear my lady, your safe now, no one can harm you here" said Mazy reassuringly as she hugged Lady Frost close, giving a shiver from the coldness of Lady Frost's skin against her own as she ran her fingers through her wite hair.
Willow knew that the queen was far from finished with Lady Frost, and if she was brave enough to attack her own, then that meant that anyone could now be a target, and with the human kingdoms barrages on the border, everyone in the fey world was now boxed in, with no escape, war was truly on the horizon, but now it came from both outside and within their borders.
All of these thoughts raced through Willow's mind, when suddenly one of her babies placed their heads firmly against her cervix, and an unexpected plesure erupted from her loins, Willow gave a loud moan as she began rubbing her thighs together in an attempt to quench the burning lust of her vaginal lips, Willow blushed, ashamed of her actions infront of Lady Frost, but the plesure of her babies head pressing into her cervix was proving too great for her to ignore as she lay back with her legs spread wide, holding the underside of her swolen womb and looked at both Mazy and Frost almost pleadingly as her pussy's folds became moist with anticipation.
Mazy gaze at her Mistress turned Lover, her body had once again given into her sexual hormones, and was hungry for attention, and she was eager to finally taste Willow's sweet necter, but then there was Lady Frost, what about her?, so Mazy did the only thing that came to mind, she turned Lady Frost around so she was facing the horny image if Willow, and pushed her over, causing Willow and Frost's lips to come crashing together.
Both women are shocked by what was happening, the feeling of warm and cold lips pressed against one another was a forren feeling for both of them, yet neither Willow or Frost could seem to want to brake off their passionate kiss as Frost began gently running her hands through Willow's hair, letting small moanes escape as her eyes began to droop, letting her hips sway and her tongue began to dance with Willow's, letting her tongue roll around in an unfamiliar environment, and it felt...Good.
Frost's hands began to wander over Willow's silky skin, felling her large soft tits, before settling on her round and form belly, Frost's kisses then began to decend from Willow's Lips, travelled down her neck and over her tits, before Frost began kissing and over her drum tight belly, Willow then began to pant as Frost slowly aproched the source of her plesure, but then Mazy appeared in her field of view "now don't try to count me our my lady" giggled Mazy as she began her little bit of fun....