From that day forward, the princess changed her entire lifestyle. She ordered the chamberlain to have new clothing made for her: a boy's breeches, shirt, overshirt, shoes, and belt. She had every single feminine item in her room, from her beautiful hand-sewn ball gowns to the one-of-a-kind tea set gifted to her when she was born, destroyed. She had her long hair cut and styled so that it fell to her shoulders instead and began spending more and more time training with her father's knights, her body slowly becoming more toned and muscular while retaining its luscious female figure.
But the biggest change of all was her personality. The princess no longer spent her days pursuing the latest fashions or hosting lavish parties in the castle. Instead, she poured herself into the study of warfare and politics, questioning every learned scholar in the land until he ran short of breath, observing foreign diplomats and their meetings, and educating herself in the ways of great kings. And no matter where she went, she always made sure that her long, thick cock was visible within her breeches.
The opinion of the kingdom concerning Arianna's transformation was divided. For some, especially the older generations, her conduct was shameful and disturbing: wearing men's clothes, openly displaying her penis, and acting like a man instead of a woman. But for many others, the way she dressed and acted was beside the point. The princess was no longer the shame of Magica, wasting her family's wealth on frivolous pursuits and endangering the future of the realm by refusing to prepare herself for when she would ascend the throne. And it didn't hurt, at least among the women, that her new androgynous look was irresistible. Soon, many of them would be emulating their princess in style and attitude, causing a rapid shift in the kingdom's understanding of gender roles.
Women began to enlist in the king's army, with the first female general quickly ascending the ranks and receiving her appointment from His Majesty's own hand. Several all-female couples were given permission to marry and adopt orphan children. Women opened their own merchant shops and iron foundries without needing to have a man behind them. Long dresses and other obsolete garments were cast aside for those previously worn only by men. Even some men felt free to express their own hidden feelings by wearing female garb, growing out their hair, and even wearing facial paint.
Throughout it all, Princess Arianna never stopped attending to the needs of her cock. Every day, she spent upwards of three to four hours fucking her servants, her guards, a number of foreign visitors, and anyone who offered themselves to her freely. Her sperm proved so potent that before long, she had fathered dozens of girls and boys, all of whom would eventually enter into the service of her household once they came of age. There were accounts of her organizing full-blown orgies where everyone was free to fuck whoever they want, however they wanted.
But despite all that she had learned and gained; Arianna was not content. One day, she asked to speak to her father alone.
"My dear Arianna, you have brought honor and dignity back to our blessed kingdom. Whatever you want, I will grant it to you."
"Father, I want to get married. Give me your permission to hold a great festival so that I can find the one I will love."
"My permission is granted, Arianna."
And so, the royal heralds made the announcement to not only every corner of the kingdom, but the foreign capitals as well. Princess Arianna wished to marry, and all were welcome to try and win her heart.