Ch 5. Plans Of Princesses And Asuras

[Warning: This chapter contains Symbiotic Smut. If this intrigues you read on, if not you'll only be missing some world building. The next chapter I will work on tomorrow night. That should advance the plot.]

[Fortress Asura's POV]

[Collogue Art: Swarm Network]

Pulling back my senses from the Doppelgangers and my other body, I settled back into my gem to think. All around me the processes of my greater form hums and crank away. Elvie's clothes were laundered, her books were put away, and her meals were prepared. The Doppelgangers carried her will out into the world, guided by my other body. Nothing that required my direct attention.

But I am uneasy, my thoughts troubled.

"I dislike that she is leaving," I mutter into the noise, "She'll only have one of me to keep her safe."

I wonder if that one will be enough, it is just meant to be a scout. At best an Assassin. In no way a combat model. Checking once more on the next batch of troops, I sigh in contentment. They are proceeding nicely. These will be combat troops.

"She will need her own shock troops as well, not just spys."

Lingering over one tank, in particular, I brush my mind against what's inside. This one will be my body. He will be the alpha, the general. He will be Elvie's right hand, just as the Doppelganger me is her left.

"You will be her wrath, spreading her storm across this world."

And your flames will burn her enemies to ash.

Hearing it rouse itself, I chuckle as it beats its hands against the tank. The soup inside glimmering as a fire flares within.

Not yet, I must be careful. This one sleeps but fitfully. The rage of its existence forcing me to be slow in the imprinting. He will accept it in time.

"Shush," I soothe the mad thing inside, "Soon you will stand beside Elvie and my other body. He shall find her enemies and you will destroy them. Cool your rage till then."

The thumping slowed, then stopped as the monster inside calmed itself. Withdrawing from my third body, I sank back into my greater shell. I must be patient with that one. But that is not a virtue of mine. My Will Be Done Blessed Be.

"If Elvie is to be ready, I must prepare."

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[Doppelganger Asura POV]

I shudder briefly as Fortress Asura withdraws back into itself. The feeling of listening to my own thoughts and watching my own eyes slowly diminishes. I don't know if I will ever get used to sharing my mind and body with another. With being both a Hive-Mind and an Individual.

"Hey," Elvie says, shaking me from my thoughts, "I can still feel you in there."

Smiling to myself I answer, "My greater self withdrew his attention. For the moment it is just you and I."

"I often wonder what that must be like," Elvie speculated, "To be both one and two."

"One and Many," I correct, "The Doppelgangers are connected to both I and my greater self as well."

Elvie falls silent for a moment, in that silence I drift within her darkness. Without exercising other powers I can not see our surroundings.

But she is thinking, and her thoughts are dangerous. One of many reasons all versions of me will and do love her.

"Why do you call him your greater self?"

The question echoes inside her, I'm not sure I understand the context.

"He is a larger intelligence. More powerful as well," I answer, "I'm limited by this form."

Again silence. This one stretching out into eternity.

[Collogue Art: Swarm Network]

[Collogue Art: Shared Whispers]

Taking advantage of the silence, I extend my senses out into the other Doppelgangers, shifting my perspectives through the pack. I begin to coordinate the others as I guide their efforts. All must be made ready for Princess Elvie's arrival.

"So are the other Doppelgangers the same?" She wonders, "Extensions of his and your personalities."

Continuing my task I reply, "No, My Princess. They are unique bits of intelligence gleaned from The Unquiet Dead. In particular, those that hate the Arch Duke. They are subordinate to me."

"As you're subordinate to the Fortress?"

I snort, "I'm more an extension of the Fortress. A limited piece of a greater whole that sometimes is allowed to act independently. But the Fortress and I are still one being. We are just not always connected."

A comfortable silence falls between us as I feed each Doppelganger the info they need to get into place. It is so good to have proper followers once again. Each of use to their Princess. Cogs in a grand machine whose sole purpose is her will.

"So when we have sex for the first time, the Fortress will experience it too?" Elvie's voice shattering my resolve, "Not sure how I feel about making love to a building."

I could feel the heat rise in my face, "Princess Elvie?!" I stammer, "I am not sure how to answer that!"

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[Princess Elvie's POV]

Looking back at my mirror I chuckle at my Asura's response. He's so composed most of the time, it feels good when I can fluster him. It feels good to relax a moment, say things I would never say. For too long I have had to be the proper Princess. At least here, in the privacy of my room I can just be a woman and I can pretend he is just a man. A man I want as mine.

"I don't imagine you do," I laugh back, "We both find ourselves in a unique situation."

Unbuckling my dress, I allow it to slide off of me, this one was good for the library but totally inappropriate for the road. I have no doubt Fortress Asura would pick something appropriate. I would rather control my own debut.

Glancing over my body, I admire my own development. Gone is the needlessly plump form of the last Princess. My form has trimmed down, my corset's purpose more to hold my hidden bandoliers of daggers then keep my form. My panties settle nicely on my firm hips and my stockings compliment my long firm legs. My arms are slender and toned, a testimony to the weapons and self-defense training that Asura has been giving me.

[Fascinate Ritual: I Look Good]

Making a gesture at my mirror, I smile wickedly. He shall not be able to resist.

"Asura I have another question for you," I smirk.

"Yes My Princess?"

"You can't perceive my surroundings when within me, correct?"

"No, the only reason we can communicate at all is that you're the bearer of the necklace. Even though you no longer wear it, that fact still allows communication."

"Then how will you protect me?" I pout, "You can hardly stop an attack you can't see."

"I am within every part of you, I can modify myself and you so that I can scan for threats then respond. It will also allow me to heal you of virtually any wound."

"Well then look and tell me what you think of this attire?" I demand, "I need to know if it is appropriate for my introduction to my people or if I should wear it for other occasions."

[Displace Art: Transmogrify]

Looking into the mirror, I feel a shiver on either side of my face. Eyes of Emerald green open, framing my nose perfectly. A low growling chuckle echoes within my mind.

"I think that might be better served for more private events."

Smiling I bring my hands to my breasts, "Oh and who would attend these private events, I tease.

[Collogue Art: Shared Whispers]

"Ones that only include us," My Two Asuras command me. Twin voices echoing in my mind, both of the same intent.

[Displace Art: Transmogrify]

My Corset loosens as Hands form underneath it, slowly working their way to my breasts. The sensation of lips upon my back causes me to gasp as a third-hand covers my eyes. I feel strong arms lift me onto my bed. The hands find what they seek and caress my nipples. The hand over my eyes disappears, only to reappear working its way towards my pussy.

"You will always be mine," Asura sighs from within me, "And I will always be yours."

[Moliate Art: Sculpt]

[Displace Art: Transmogrify]

Jolts of electricity run through me as the hands upon my breasts change to mouths while fingers are run through my hair from the underneath. A finger slides inside of me, gently pulsing within my depths.

"Yes, Right there." I cry, not sure what sensations I'm referring too.

[Displace Art: Transmogrify]

[Moliate Art: Sculpt]

Lips press themselves against mine as my eyes are locked on the ceiling, the pulsing inside me touching my most secret of places. He devours my moans as they turn to screams. My pleasure echoing within my bed-chamber. The pulses quicken as I go over my edge, something shoots inside me as I finish. Darkness takes me, as the conflicting sensations are too much.

I can find my outfit tomorrow, tonight I will rest. Asura is mine, and I am his.

[Collogue Art: Shared Whispers]

"Goodnight My Love," His baritone echoes into my mind, "We shall keep you safe throughout the night."

My last memory is strong arms holding me tight, as my blankets wrap themselves around me. I snuggle into warmth as my mind quiets and soon I sleep.