The First Chapter of the Meatball Princess: The King Descends

A deafening roar echoed through the dark, cloud-covered night sky, followed by blinding lightning and a torrential downpour. The rain poured down, flooding the muddy ground and creating puddles of all sizes. Such weather wouldn't be unusual in the height of summer, but it was late autumn.

A carriage sped past, splashing up drops of muddy water that landed on the ground. The carriage wasn't large, its carriage plain black, devoid of any carvings or decorations—it didn't seem like the carriage of a wealthy family. Strangely, two mounted cavalrymen in armor led the way, escorting the carriage to some unknown destination.

The carriage traveled through the city streets; the shops along the road were few, and the crowds were sparse. The stone houses were not only ancient but mostly dilapidated; even those sheltering under the eaves seemed to wear expressions of worry and distress. Clearly, the city's economy didn't seem to be doing very well.

The carriage continued forward until it stopped at the end of the road. At the end of the road was a large gate, flanked by brick walls about two meters high, with a watchtower nearby, heavily guarded. Several guards came down from the watchtower, opened the gate, and let the carriage pass. After traversing a muddy path less than ten yards long, they came to a clearing overgrown with flowers and grass, with a small fountain in the center.

The carriage went around the fountain and arrived at a large mansion behind it; this was the city's royal palace. However, even without comparing it to the Forbidden City or Versailles, it was smaller than an ordinary royal palace, no different from a typical wealthy mansion, and perhaps even more shabby. In front of the mansion were five tiers of steps, ending at a narrow platform, and then a large gate.

Two marble pillars, intricately carved, flanked the main gate; the gate itself was made of cedar wood, also slightly carved; aside from this, the palace walls were entirely white, devoid of any other decoration.

A woman in a black robe hurriedly alighted from the carriage and rushed up the stairs; the white priest's collar identified her as a priest. However, the presence of a female priest in a time and place with a civilization roughly equivalent to the Middle Ages seemed somewhat strange.

Being of Caucasian descent, she had a high nose, fair skin, straight brown hair, bright green eyes, and small pink lips. While her breasts weren't large, they possessed a unique, curvaceous beauty compared to her slender waist and hips.

Before she could even knock, the wooden door opened, and a maidservant rushed forward, saying, "Please come in quickly, Your Excellency! Her Majesty the Queen has begun labor!"

"What?" the female priest exclaimed in surprise. "So, is everything alright?"

"Not so good. Her Majesty the Queen is still unable to give birth..." the maid said, head bowed and filled with worry.

"Then let's hurry!" So the priestess entered through the door and headed towards the room; led by the maid, she hurried through the spacious banquet hall, up the stairs, and into the narrow corridor, walking straight ahead, passing doorway after door, until she reached the door to the Queen's room at the end of the corridor. The guards standing outside immediately opened the door for the priestess so she could go in immediately.

The room was about twenty feet by twenty-five feet, with the ceiling about four yards off the ground, quite spacious. On the walls, except for the windows, wherever there was any space, hung all kinds of oil paintings of different sizes; strangely, many of them depicted nude men and women, even heterosexual, homosexual, and hermaphroditic sexual intercourse, orgy, and group sex.

A coffee table and sofa were placed next to the balcony for entertaining guests, but now they were empty. Although this wasn't a study, two large bookcases stood in the corner, crammed full of books and rolls of drawing paper; this suggested the queen was a learned scholar.

Besides these, the room contained two large wooden wardrobes, a small desk, a chair, and of course, a seven-foot-high mirror and dressing table; however, the most important item was a large bed, eight feet long and six feet wide. All around

the bed, except for the backs of several figures, there was no cover; the queen, in full view of everyone, exposed her bleeding vulva, moaning loudly.

At the foot of the bed, several doctors, nurses, and maids and servants were bustling about; on either side of the headboard, several young men sat on the bed, tightly holding the queen's hands, their expressions worried; they exuded a fragrance, their lips painted bright red, and their clothing scantily clad—clearly, they were the queen's favored male prostitutes.

Beside the Queen sat an Asian man, on her right side of the pillow, his smooth left arm around her shoulder. Unlike the other male prostitutes, he wore a long-sleeved, powder-blue robe, with gold thread embroidered on the sleeves and breast pocket, signifying his status as the Queen's "official wife."

Being of Mongoloid descent, his pupils were brown; he possessed captivating almond-shaped eyes, short black hair reflecting a soft light, pale red lips, and smooth skin. With such handsome features, it was no wonder he was the Queen's most favored man.

"Greetings, Her Majesty Queen Alexandra, His Majesty King Martin," the priestess hurried to the bedside, kneeling to the Queen's left and speaking softly into her ear. The priestess gazed at the Queen's face, noticing that her once long, straight, golden hair was now disheveled; her white cheeks appeared even paler than usual, her normally bright red lips were dull, and her blue almond-shaped eyes seemed lifeless.

However, despite her pained and anxious expression, her appearance still retained a unique beauty and noble charm.

"Sofia...you've finally come..." the Queen said happily, but her voice remained weak due to the pain in her lower body.

"Sofia, please cast the spell quickly! They've been trying for so long, but Alexandra's lower body is still bleeding profusely, and the baby still can't be born," Martin said anxiously.

"Yes, Your Majesty." So, Sofia carefully examined Alexandra's lower body and asked the doctor, "Have you tried using hemostatic spells?"

"We have, but all spells are ineffective...it's as if a magical force is preventing the spells from working, even magic potions don't work..." the doctor said worriedly.

"What? This situation is very unusual...Alright then...please step aside, let me see."

Sofia said calmly, walking to Alexandra's lower body, bending down, placing her right hand in front of Alexandra's labia, and gently moving her fingers. Just then, Sofia felt a sudden numbness in her fingers, as if she had been electrocuted; her fingers immediately recoiled involuntarily, astonished by the strange sensation.

"This power… it seems to emanate from an infant… Your Majesty, it seems this infant of yours is far from ordinary," Sofia exclaimed. Sofia closed her eyes and began to cast a spell, chanting an incantation.

"Armashlikarasnagamutez!" Sofia repeated the incantation several times, then quickly inserted the middle, index, and ring fingers of her right hand into Alexandra's vagina, instructing the maids and servants beside her to hold Alexandra's legs firmly to prevent them from obstructing her spell.

Sofia continued chanting the incantation, then gently stroked Alexandra's clitoris with her left hand; Alexandra began to emit soft moans, the previous pain temporarily numbed by sexual arousal.

“Now quickly cast a spell on Her Majesty!” Sofia stopped chanting and instructed the doctors and nurses to try again to stop Alexandra’s bleeding with magic. Then she pressed her face close to Alexandra’s vulva and gently licked her clitoris with the tip of her tongue. At this moment, Sofia’s five slender fingers on her right hand were completely inserted into Alexandra’s vaginal opening; and the bleeding from her lower body immediately stopped.

“Ah…so good…ahhhhhh…” Sofia continued to push her right hand into Alexandra’s uterus until her fingertips touched the baby’s body, then she stopped. However, Alexandra’s moans did not stop; on the contrary, because of Sofia’s licking, the sound grew louder and the tone became higher.

“Alright…Your Majesty, I’m going to pull the baby out of the uterus in a moment, you have to be patient…”

Sofia said.

“What? You’re going to pull the baby out with your bare hands?” Martin said in surprise. However, unlike Martin’s reaction, Alexandra did not show any panic.

“Martin, don’t worry… I have absolute trust in Sofia…” Alexandra said firmly.

“But…” Martin said worriedly.

“Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty. Now, let’s begin. Please prepare, Your Majesty.” Sofia then began chanting the incantation again.

“Ah, Brahubda, Natalimata.” With that, she licked Alexandra’s pink labia with her tongue; a sharp pain shot through her lower body, causing Alexandra to scream involuntarily, while at the same time, under the wondrous power of magic, her vaginal opening began to slowly widen.

“Alright, now it’s time to pull the baby out.” Sofia immediately began casting the spell again.

“Shamalida ta na mur zi ven li tiao ren buk s ai shi li hua shi na ba ba uo ming li duo gar ru te…” Sofia repeated this long incantation over and over, her voice growing louder and louder, beads of sweat rolling down her smooth face; her left hand pressed against Alexandra’s clitoris, while her right hand began to forcefully pull the baby out of the womb.

At this moment, Alexandra’s screams grew louder and louder, her smooth legs, strong arms, and huge 　　breasts shaking violently, as if a

thick, fleshy rod was relentlessly and vigorously thrusting into her vagina. “Ah ...

Sofia's right hand, stained with blood, gripped the infant's buttocks. The nurse quickly wiped the blood from their skin, and then the doctor picked up the baby to check its sex.

"Finally born..." Alexandra gasped.

"Is it a girl or a boy?" Martin asked anxiously and excitedly.

"Your Majesty, what is this baby?" The doctor examined the baby's genitals, speechless and dumbfounded. The nurses and servants reacted similarly.

Sofia then picked up the baby and brought it to Alexandra and Martin. Looking at its genitals, she discovered that the baby was neither a girl nor a boy; it had a small penis and a small opening below the scrotum—two genitals simultaneously present. Sofia was also stunned for a moment, but her face didn't show the panic seen on the others.

"What...this baby is hermaphroditic?" Alexandra and Martin looked utterly horrified upon seeing the baby's genitals.

However, Sofia showed no panic, only excitement and joy. She cradled the infant in her arms, knelt on the ground, and proclaimed, “Congratulations, Your Majesty, Your Majesty! The Holy Queen is born tonight into the royal family of the Kingdom of Nibeldi [1]! She will rule the entire continent of Lesforti [2], and all nations and peoples, all humans, elves, and animals, will submit to her glans and labia!”

“Sofia, what are you saying?” Martin asked in surprise.

“Your Majesty, didn’t the scriptures prophesy that: ‘There will be a man born on a rainy autumn night, born with magical powers, born into a small country but destined to build a great nation.

His semen will fill the wombs of women, and their wombs will be filled with the semen of men. The humans, elves, and animals of the continent of Lesforti will submit to her glans and labia!’” Sofia said.

“Born on a rainy autumn night, protected by magical power at birth, and an intersex person…isn’t this child a fulfillment of the prophecy?”

“But…the prophecy…didn’t mention…that she was intersex…” Alexandra said.

“His semen will fill a woman’s womb, and her womb will be filled with a man’s semen.”

Doesn’t that imply, “This queen must be intersex?” Sophia said, still excited.

“Thanks to the supreme and unique goddess! Her grace is like semen spraying onto our faces, and she will make our nation’s fortune rise from flat to full like a young girl’s breasts!”

“Really…” Alexandra and Martin were still a little panicked, but in this devout country, people always believed the words of the scriptures without question, so they no longer doubted the child’s sacredness.

“Ahhh…Sophia…ahhh! What…ahhh, my lower body suddenly…ahhhhh!” Suddenly, Alexandra felt pain in her lower body again, and she involuntarily groaned once more. "

Oh no, the power of the high-level sex magic I just used hasn't dissipated yet; if Your Majesty can't reach orgasm and ejaculate, the power won't dissipate, and Your Majesty will continue to feel pain." So, Sofia hurriedly handed the baby to Martin, then knelt before Alexandra's vulva, stimulating her clitoris with her tongue and fingers to bring her to orgasm quickly. Sofia's tongue and fingers were very skilled, as if she were a professional prostitute.

At the same time, Martin carefully observed the genitals of the baby he was holding; suddenly, a force surged through him, driving his right hand to caress the baby's penis and clitoris.

When his fingertips touched these two small genitals, a strange excitement suddenly traveled from his fingertips to his head; even stranger, the baby smiled at the same time, as if it enjoyed the feeling of its genitals being played with. Under the influence of lust, he began to be attracted to the baby's genitals. So, Martin gently flicked the baby's genitals with his fingers, and the baby giggled.

"Ahhhhh... I can't take it anymore... Ahh ... "Soon after, Alexandra's lower body began to gush out crystal-clear vaginal fluid.

At this moment, the only sound in the entire room was her moans. Sofia's face was immediately submerged in the vaginal fluid; she opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and caught the gushing fluid so as not to waste it.

"Your Majesty... ah, your vaginal fluid... ah, how can there be so much..." Under everyone's watchful eyes, the vaginal fluid sprayed onto Sofia's face like semen; the intense pleasure immediately filled not only Alexandra and Sofia's minds, but also the male prostitutes beside Alexandra, and her husband Martin, all stared at Alexandra's labia and Sofia's obscene white face, their penises becoming erect. Even the servants, doctors, and nurses present stood aside, shyly peeking at this lewd ejaculation."

"Ahhhhhh..." As the gushing of vaginal fluid slowly subsided, Alexandra's moans softened, and the pain disappeared. A male servant handed Sofia a towel to wipe the fluid from her face.

"Wait... Sofia, come here..." Alexandra whispered. Sofia seemed to guess what Alexandra was thinking, so she smiled and brought her lips close to Alexandra's face; Alexandra immediately embraced her, their lips pressed together in a wet kiss, so that Alexandra could lick the fluid from Sofia's mouth clean with her tongue.

A strange thing happened at this moment. When the infant saw the two kissing, she laughed, pointing her right index finger at Alexandra, while her left hand gently patted Martin's hand and buttocks, as if trying to say something.

"What's wrong? Do you want a wet kiss too?" Martin said with a lewd expression. “If you want, Daddy can give you a wet kiss…”

“Martin, don’t do that to her, she’s just a baby. Let’s wait until she’s a little older.” Alexandra gently pushed Sofia’s face away and whispered to Martin.

“But…”

“Your Majesty, Her Majesty the Queen is right. Her genitals and penis are not yet mature, it’s not the right time for intercourse. Your Majesty should wait until she is four or five years old before breaking her hymen.” Sofia said.

“However, Your Majesty, it seems to me that this baby’s libido is unusually strong; just now, Your Majesty only lightly touched her genitals, and she laughed; then, when we kissed, she laughed again. This baby is truly amazing.”

“Yes. It seems that she may have the talent to learn sex magic. Well then, Sofia, if it’s alright,” Alexandra said.

“When this child grows up, you will be her teacher, and teach her everything you can.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Excited by Alexandra’s unexpected suggestion, Sofia immediately agreed. Sofia’s eyes were fixed on the wondrous infant; before this, she had never imagined she would have the opportunity to personally teach this great ruler who would one day rule the world.

However, in truth, it was not so much Sofia’s honor as the infant’s blessing; without Sofia’s careful guidance, perhaps she would never have become a true empress.

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