Steak for the princess
Small Bargain - Definitive Edition
chapter 5
by
WritingGuy
"So you're saying that I can ask for anything?"
"Anything within reason," Blake replied to the purple-haired princess.
Camilla licked her lips hungrily, a gleam in her eyes.
"Well now, I have just the idea, in that case. You're a mage of noteworthy skill, aren't you? You're capable of taking the form of other shapes and objects, are you not?"
"Yes..." Blake trailed off, not really sure where the princess was going with this.
"Then... you wouldn't mind turning yourself into a nice, juicy steak for me, wouldn't you?"
"P-pardon? You want me to become a... steak? Like the food?"
"What other kind of steak is there?"
"I mean... are you sure you don't want, like, a magical piece of clothing? Or an enchanted weapon or something?"
"You DID say that this was my favor, didn't you? So I can ask for whatever I want. Or was that a lie?" The princess asked, her bangs casting an ominous shadow over her eyes.
"No, I did say that. And don't worry, it's fine. I was just surprised. If you want me to become a steak. But... why a steak?"
"Why else? I'm hungry."
Oh.
Ohhhh.
Blake's cheeks colored at the realization of what Camilla wanted. Scanning the tall princess's form, he had to admit the idea of ending up inside Camilla was an appealing one. Tall, busty, curvy in all the other right places, and drop-dead gorgeous... and she intended on stowing him away inside of her stomach!
He'd be a fool to NOT jump at the chance!
One last question remained on his mind, though.
"Why a steak of all things? Why not-"
"Why not something else? Something smaller? Less filling, perhaps? Hee hee... sweetie, do I look like some dainty little girl? No. I'm a big girl, and I need my protein," Camilla giggled, teasingly flexing one bicep. Despite the princess's busty physique, there was noticeable muscle definition to her arms; reminding Blake that the woman's main weapon was a heavy battleaxe.
"Alright, here I go!" Blake called out, casting the spell that would alter his physical form. Soon enough, he was a thick, juicy steak just waiting to be gobbled up by the waiting princess!
Camilla swept her deep purple hair back, wasting no time in grabbing a fork and knives, and set about gobbling up Blake's new form.
It wasn't long before the princess was stroking her satisfied stomach, a contented smile on her face.
"Ooh... Thank you for that, sweetie... I was so hungry that I just might've gotten a little carried away! But I have to admit, you made for a lovely, filling meal!"
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Inside Camilla's stomach, Blake's mashed up mass was shifted and rocked by the princess's stomach juices, already getting to work processing the large meal the princess had stuffed her stomach with.
Of course, Blake's magic was strong, so it wasn't like this was dangerous to him. He wouldn't have agreed with the princess's request if it had been truly harmful to him. As for him, what happened next...