Spring had returned again, signalling the end of the winter season. It was something that many were thankful for, although the cold would still take some time to fully vanish. Not that it mattered at all, since the keep of the heroes’ order would be warmer or cooler depending on the situation. The castle really was one of the most overlooked parts of the order, mostly due to all the accommodations it offered, many not available in the regular barracks and the original homes of the different heroes and heroines.

Like she had done every spring, either in Nohr or in Askr, Camilla had donned her spring outfit. A revealing corset that mixed purple, orange and black, with some white frills at her hip. Two long flaps at the rear, teal on the inside and purple on the outside; while a pair of long and dark stockings covered her legs, creating a nice contrast with her bright and glossy purple shoes that shared hue with a good part of her corset. The pair of small flowers each had was a personal touch. Two long gloves covered her hands and forearms, sharing the black and orange-ish gold palette present in her outfit. And finally, there was the fluffy diadem she wore on her long and wavy lilac mane, a pinkish white band with some flowers and two eye-catching bunny ears.

Some said it was not proper, some said it was, but she honestly didn’t care at all. Her original home, the realm of Nohr could be as gloomy and sombre as one could imagine, with scarce resources to the point that trees fought each other for sunlight, twisting their bodies to ensure their own survival. But every spring the royal family went all out, decorating the castle and opening it to their people, giving flowers to rekindle their spirits and supplies to those that needed it the most.

It was a time she adored, and her many other versions could confirm what she had said was true, and would stand by her choice. Maybe she could convince some to dress exactly like her, maybe to confuse Kiran a bit… a harmless prank on the summoner, to help her ease her worries and take her mind off her duties.

And with that thought she had headed for the kitchens of the castle. With spring and the festival that came with it, she wanted to prepare some sweets for the summoner she held so dear. Maybe she could have some private time with her and give the woman the attention and care she so much deserved… Although there were plenty of heroes that would care of her, none would best her.

- Oh my, making some sweets for our dear Kiran?

She could recognize that voice anywhere. Smooth and oozing seduction, it belonged to the trickster goddess that had joined the order of heroes. One of the two anyway, although the differences between them were minimal.

- Loki.

having set everything she needed down, she turned around. Her visible eye narrowed slightly at the sight of the trickster, the spring trickster at that. She had no problem admitting that the woman was as gorgeous as she was; tall and with seductive curves, with a bust as generous as hers and a beautiful and flowing maroon hair kept loose while part of it was tied in a ponytail and a braid. Her maroon eyes were fixed on her, the usual mischievous spark present on them as her full lips curled into a sultry and knowing smile.

She had an outfit similar to Camilla’s, fitting for the season and just as revealing, although, in a way, it was not much different from her usual dress. She wore a corset that left little to none to imagination, outlining her curves and breasts while going down to her crotch and covering her shapely rear with her own two flaps. Her colour palette was smaller, mostly using black, gold and maroon, matching her hair. And a touch of purple.

She wore two tall high-heeled boots that made their way up passing her knees, while gloves covered her hand and forearms. Finally, instead of her usual hat, she wore an almost identical one, but with some flowers on it and two long black bunny ears came from the sides, falling down while having purple in the tips. She hated to admit it, but the trickster was a fine sight as she was.

- What do you want Loki? I’m busy.

- Why the cold shoulder, dear? I’m actually here to help you.

- Help me? Pardon my scepticism for your noble goals, but you never help unless you get something out of it.

- Oh, I’m hurt! – Said the trickster, mockery and feigned offense clear in her voice. – But that doesn’t mean you are wrong.

- What do you want.

- Well, it has reached my ears that you plan on giving Kiran a sweet little present, don’t you?

- What of it?

- Well, I wanted to warn you that many other ladies have the same idea. In fact, I think the white wings already made their move…

She had expected that, it would have been quite the oddity if someone else had not the same idea. But that didn’t make her less sad though. She loved Kiran like… well, she held her very dear, the redhead woman meaning a lot to her too. She was kind and warm, always with a smile on her face, while her golden eyes sparkled with radiant curiosity. A tireless worker that sought the best for the order and its members, and Camilla would gladly do anything she asked of her.

- However…

The trickster seemed to have read her mind, or maybe her face was like an open book for her, used to manipulation, subterfuge and intrigue. From between her big and round breasts, she brought out a tiny box. Half of it was maroon, while the other half was purple, with nothing else on it. No short note, no ribbon, nothing.

- I have prepared a little something. I intended to be from just me, but… it can be from both of us. Should you agree, it will be so.

- What does this deal entail?

- Something special that the three of us will enjoy. But further details are secret.

- You expect me to agree blindly?

- Not like you have many other options… nor time

- …

- Take it or leave it dear. One thing I can guarantee, we will all enjoy it, tee-hee!

Camilla frowned. She knew better than to accept Loki’s “deals”, but the trickster had a point. Time was of the essence and she definitely knew how to spice things up, whether she liked it or not. Besides, she had emphasized that the three of them would get to enjoy it, twice in fact. She let out a small sigh of defeat. It was not her ideal solution, but it would have to do. Even if she was going in blind.

- Fine, but help me clean up first.

- Of course.

The two bunny women immediately got to work, putting everything the nohrian had picked back where it belonged. A simple and quick task, that with their cooperation, was over shortly after beginning. The trickster motioned the other woman to follow her, walking out of the kitchen.

- Let’s hop to it dear.

- Where are we going?

- We are going to sneak into her bedroom, of course.

- What?! – Said Camilla, her voice a bit louder.

- Hush now, no need to raise your voice. We are just two adorable rabbits, minding their own task.

The princess would have loved to retort, but with a huff she went along with it. She had agreed and she would not back down, more so when they had put everything back where it belonged. Besides, she was curious as to what was the big idea, given that Loki could get quite… creative when she got to it.

They walked along some heroes and heroines on their way, nodding and waving at them as each went their own way. Some were bound for the training grounds, others for the gardens, maybe some were on their way to share some tea and refreshments… That would have been just as lovely, enjoying the sun’s warmth and some drinks and maybe sweets…

But after some walking, here they were, standing before the summoner’s door. She was not inside, the afternoons being in the strategy room or supervising the development of different fighters on the training grounds. But didn’t make her feel less silly. Two adult women, well-endowed and alluring, dressed in scanty outfits as one leaned forward in an overtly seductive way while the other stood watch.

- …what are we? Little girls playing a prank?

- Not at all dear. – Answered Loki as she fumbled with the lock, having brought a picklock from her cleavage. – We are but two hares looking for company, and quite adorable ones I must say.

Sighing, Camilla shook her head, the door opening as the two of them entered the room, closing the door behind them. It had been nothing short of a miracle that their clacking footsteps had not attracted more attention, but they had made it; and now the hallway seemed as if they had never been there.

The room itself was nothing special to write about, since everyone had their own quarters, but maybe they expected something a bit fancier. Instead, it was rather plain and unremarkable, with simple and practical wooden furniture that held some maps and books here and there. A slightly bigger bed than the rest, but not by much, took much of the space, but maybe the most eye-catching item was the wooden room divider. Standing parallel to the bed, it separated it from the rest of the room, giving the summoner a bit more privacy.

- Hm… yes, this will do.

As the nohrian simply stood, the trickster grabbed a small piece of paper and a quill, writing a short note. She had a rather calligraphy, but besides the form of the letters, Camilla was far more interested in the contents.

“As a reward for all of your effort and hard work, allow us to keep you company this night. You will love it as much as us.

Loki and Camilla”

Simple enough, as the note was left in plain view on the table. The trickster then brought out the small box again, opening it to reveal three pieces of chocolate. The sweet treat looked absolutely delectable, its clear brown surface having a gloss that made it even more irresistible. The trickster picked one from each side, leaving the one in the middle behind.

- Here you go, these are for us.

- Three from the get go?

- I already told you, didn’t I? Adorable bunnies like us don’t do well on their own, tee-hee!

Loki ate her piece, swallowing it in a single go as Camilla mimicked her actions. It was wonderful, sweet and tasty but not overly sweet. And it left behind a lovely aftertaste, one that made her wish for more. But there was also something else, a warm feeling that started rising from her stomach. The cause was obvious, but she still faced the trickster nonetheless.

The woman was gasping as a blush crept on her face, looking at the princess with eyes filled with lust needing to be quenched. She took a single step, the clack it made on the floor enough to have them shiver. The two women closed the distance, each step part of a foreplay that preceded an event that would not arrive until later. That didn’t impede them enjoying the transformation though.

The sweet aftertaste intensified, as each held the other lovingly in their arms. Their lips locked, slowly and tenderly in a delicate kiss, as their tongues intertwined in a sinuous dance that went back and forth, from one’s mouth to the other. The sweetness they shared became even more noticeable, like a fire that came from inside and raged stronger and stronger.

And as they kissed, their hands began to advance. One of Camilla’s hands began to move towards Loki’s shapely rear, Loki quickly mimicking the move while she moved her other hand to her lover’s shoulders, squeezing their big and round breasts together and having them both shiver as they let out muffled moans. They never broke the kiss though, as their taste was only getting stronger.

A cracking sound filled the room, one that reached their ears from the inside and the outside, their bodies changing under their very hands as they caressed. It was… almost too much. As the transforming wave swept over them, they felt everything. The sweetness of the treat they were becoming, the pleasure that rampaged through them as they changed more and more; the loving caresses that were the mere touch of their dresses and the electrifying touch of their lover’s hands, breasts and lips. Everything, and all of it only took them higher and higher.

They would have loved to simply indulge in the pleasure, getting a full taste of the other as their bodies stiffened and transformed until they could move no more. Two gorgeous beauties, turned into delectable and alluring sweets, rendered immobile in mid lovemaking. What would Kiran think if she found them like that?

Regardless, the two kissing beauties shared their kiss until they became fully immobile, waiting for their dear darling to arrive. But they were by no means unconscious, as they were very much aware and sharing their bliss. A sweet and gentle pleasure unlike anything experienced before, one’s lust feeding the other’s delight, the two of them forming a cycle of pleasure from which they had no intention of escaping. For now, at least.

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It was late into the night when Kiran was done with her duties. She had dinner in a mostly empty cantina, sharing the room with some heroes known for their ravenous hunger and appreciation for food and cuisine; heading straight to her room afterward. It was the usual routine, and part of her duties as summoner and strategist, but that didn’t make it less tiring or tedious. But the day still had something for her, one last twist that left her speechless once she entered the room.

- What is this…?

It was a small piece of chocolate. It looked delectable, even under the dim light of the lamp’s fire. She still missed some of the commodities of her world, but she had grown well accustomed to her new lifestyle. But… a small whim wouldn’t be a problem, right? She ate it in a single go, gleefully letting the sweet flavour take over her mouth and basking in the sweet aftertaste. But there was something else, a piece of paper, a note, in her desk. It was signed by both Camilla and Loki, and something about it made her… feel warm.

Her heart fluttered for a moment. She had never been asked about it openly, and although she didn’t hide it, she didn’t speak of it unless strictly necessary. But she had always leaned towards the women, and those two… they made her mouth water and her heart skip a beat. Any of the versions that followed her orders and fought valiantly. If she had to point something out… she wouldn’t be able to.

What to single out of Camilla? Her amazing looks? Her skill in battle? Her gentle and caring attitude? However, she was certain that under all of that, the façade of the doting big sister, hid something else, something she didn’t want anyone to see. As for the trickster… What could she say? As gorgeous and good-looking as Camilla, skilled in battle and subterfuge and manipulation, a sense of fashion she loved… And yet, she never felt completely safe with her around. She had sworn loyalty to her and seemed earnest about it, but her reputation followed her everywhere.

The warmth had become more intense, the woman fantasizing about the other two women and barely realizing what she was doing. Her hands had moved on their own, one reaching for her modest bust, concealed under her cloak, while the other neared her crotch. She felt a blush crawl on her face.

“What am I, a teenage girl?”

But there was something else, a rustling sound that came from the other side of the wooden divider. She started walking, but her body felt incredibly sensitive, the mere brush of her clothes being enough to make her inhale sharply and freeze for a moment. It had felt too good, and the clothes brushed her everywhere. But she had to keep moving, even as the pleasure mounted and the sweet aftertaste encroached.

The sight that greeted her took her breath away, as two alluring beauties greeted her with lusty gazes. It was the two of them, Camilla and Loki, but they had transformed into beautiful sculptures of chocolate. The same chocolate that was in the box. She should have worried, or maybe be angered at the intrusion, but she couldn’t. Their mere gazes felt like caresses on what little skin she displayed.

Their curvy and sensual figures, their full lips, their beautiful faces, their generous breasts and shapely rears, their long hair… everything had been turned into a detailed statue of sweet goodness. Living sweet goodness at that. Purple and maroon hair now shared the same light brown hue under the moonlight that entered through the window, the gloss enthralling her. The same shade and gloss that applied to their mask-like faces and full lips, curled into smiles; to their beautiful and well-endowed bodies, their fair skin having changed.

But there was something else, and that was their outfits. She had grown accustomed to the very unique and revealing looks of some heroes, learning quickly to never judge their appearance and value their skills, but there was something… off about their outfits. Even as a cracking sound filled her mind, making her moan weakly as she shuddered at her own voice, she advanced towards them. The two chocolate women shared a look, putting their arms behind their hair as they gave each other a light bump in their hips. It was an invitation and a challenge, and she would take it.

“H-huh? Can it… oh. Oh yes…”

She did not say a word, but Kiran’s mind melted in pleasure as she realized that with the transformation, their outfits had turned into wrapper paper. So frail, so breakable… she looked at the two women, their smiles never wavering. In fact, they widened, their blank eyes oozing warm and adoration. And she would gladly give in. For as long as the transformation lasted, they were hers, and hers alone!

Her eager hands shredded the outfits, leaving the two chocolate ladies bare naked, their magnificent and alluring bodies in full display. Kiran tore everything to shreds, their outfits, their hats, their stockings and gloves, even their shoes. She didn’t notice her breathing and her heartbeat had stopped, her mind drunk of sweetness and lust.

However, it was her turn to be fully revealed, as Camilla and Loki got a hold of her, pressing her against their immense breasts and making the summoner’s lips curl into a goofy smile. Moving as one, the two clawed her outfit to shreds, their hands dancing around her with passionate and tender moves. Her cloak and shirt, her pants, her belt and her boots; all had turned into white and gold wrapper paper as she transformed, the woman blissfully unaware of it. Now, a myriad of tiny shreds fluttered around them as they fell to the ground. What they would wear in the morning was a question that did not cross their minds.

Kiran looked down, as she was just like the two of them. Fair skin and copper brunette hair had all been replaced by the lovely and glossy milk chocolate brown. She gave a tentative caress to herself, her mouth opening in a silent moan as she threw her head back a bit. She was a perfect match for them… although not quite. As much as she loved her new appearance, how pleasurable it felt all the way to her very soul, there was a little something that set her apart. Although little was not the word she would use to describe herself…

The thought seemed to cross the minds of her lovers, as without warning each of them latched on to one of her breasts, sending the summoner turned chocolate into a spiral of pleasure. Their luscious lips, full and glossy, felt absolutely amazing against her breasts and nipples, and each time they sucked or their tongues danced, she reached new heights of pleasure. But there was something else, and in a moment of clarity, she looked down, only to be met by a noticeably bigger bust. Marvelled at the sight, she could only lovingly hold the back of their heads. She would have loved to give back, but each time the breasts grew, her blank eyes rolled to the back of her head.

They eventually finished, Kiran leaning against them as she held her new pair of breasts proudly. They were still smaller than their enormous chocolate orbs, but for her smaller frame they were generous enough. But more importantly, she could now give back what she had received, and she would do it with tenfold.

With a swift and fluid move, she caressed their crotches with her hands. A single caress was enough to have both women freeze and have to lean on her, panting silently at the pleasure overload. They gave her a look that mixed lust, annoyed surprise and playfulness. That was how she wanted to play, huh?

“Oh, I will make this special.”

“My, my… daring, aren’t you?”

The two of them took the initiative, taking the action to the bed, where they could properly tend to each other. There was barely room for the three, but it was not like they cared at all, in fact they preferred it that way. Camilla and Loki held Kira between them, the smaller woman gladly letting them do so, the three of them engaging in a very special and fun night.

Loving pecks turned into kisses, which went up in intensity as pleasure mounted. Light caresses turned into passionate ones, the women getting a full taste of their attributes and well-endowed bodies, getting a very close look of even their most intimate areas. They shifted poses and positions time and again, so that the three formed an inescapable cycle of pleasure, where they gave and received in equal measure. The light of the lamp had long gone out and the moon was blocked by clouds that gently rolled by, but they didn’t care as there was no danger of being discovered. They knew where each of them was, pleasure running through them like a current of water they all shared.

The more they indulged in pleasure, the harder it became for them to know where one began and ended, becoming a single creature. A many limbed being of pleasure, that would gladly keep riding the bliss they shared as they went higher and higher, until they eventually reached their peak. Their bodies tensed as one, moaning in silence before relaxing and slumping back. They basked in the afterglow, enjoying the lingering pleasure and the sweet aftertaste of the chocolate, as they slowly drifted off to sleep. They would keep each other loving company through the night, and worry for what was to come when the sun rose.

Neither Camilla nor Kiran were able to telepathically communicate, but before falling in a sweet and peaceful sleep, they shared the same thought. Despite her shady reputation and suspicious activities, Loki had kept her promise. The trickster had not only held her end of the deal, but fulfilled it in spades.