Murasaki Birthday

Murasaki had an infatuation with royalty, castles and long-gone ages that came from her constant consumption of romance stories and period-pieces. She'd ventured out and visited the castles and historical sites of her homeland but had never been to a Western castle before even though a vast amount of the material she read and watched were filled with faux-European designs and settings. With her birthday coming up I thought it would be a good time to finally take her to one. Murasaki had been in the country for a while but hadn't visited a lot of the typical tourist sites so it would be two birds with one stone.

 

Fortunately we weren't too far away from one that was open to tourists. It was a 14th century caste that had been renovated and included two restaurants in addition to areas maintained for tours. Murasaki got into the spirit of the occasion by dressing up. She was covered from neck to toes in a puffy dress that made her look as though she'd stepped out of the Victorian-era. As we walked around the site other visitors would gawk at her and try to piece together whether this incredibly busty Japanese woman was part of a re-enactment. It didn't help she carried a stuffed bear with her everywhere she went.

 

Even with the scent of curious people around she showed no change in her attitude. She was so ecstatic to be visiting a place that looked like something out of her stories that she ignored everyone else. I had to take her hand to keep her from running away like a small child left unattended 'Hey now, we have all day!' I chuckled. My words only encouraged her to pull on my arm. If not for the signs everywhere she would have dragged me onto the lawns to frolic and play.

 

After tackling the gardens and the ground floors we stopped for tea before heading onwards. Murasaki delighted in the lovingly decorated restaurant and demanded black tea with scones. 'No Teapot or fine china?' Murasaki lamented. It might be too much to ask for a restaurant of this calibre to provide that kind of service. It didn't stop her from happily gorging herself on the scones. The cream and jam made them a favourite and she smeared it over her lips. Murasaki used her tongue to reach for a stray dab of cream 'So messy' She whimpered. I sat back and enjoyed the show.

 

With our snack finished we joined a group that was headed upstairs. The castle could support an eighty-room hotel but there were still sections maintained and furnished as if the lord that owned it still held residence within its walls. Murasaki was enamoured by all the finery and antiques. It let her lose herself in her own fantasies and Murasaki's eyes and smile turned towards me. 'Let's go' she whispered and she spirited us away from the rest of the group into a room that was off limits. It had a door and she locked it behind us.

 

'What are you doing?' I muttered 'They'll throw us out.'

 

Murasaki shook her head 'It'll be fine. I've concealed our presence.' Just as she said that there was a flash of light and her outfit changed to that of a sparkling dress and tiara. I was aware of her history and other life but it was the first time she had transformed in front of me. Her dress was low-cut and her cleavage spilled forth into the cool air and I could see her pale skin goose-bump. She held a sceptre in one hand and her bear under her other arm. Her bear Bebe had also been changed, it now wore a navy-blue military jacket and a blonde wig.

 

Murasaki did her best impersonation of a princess complete with the majestic plural 'We are Princess Florentia Violeta Himeburg von Romanovia of the obscure European principality of Nordland and last in a royal line and this is our faithful protector and servant Sir Laurent of Versailes. We have taken quite an interest in you.'

 

'Wait' I objected 'A princess from a principality has a French knight as a bodyguard?' There were many other problems I had with this but perhaps it was best to start there.

 

'Yes' Murasaki gave me a blank stare that made it clear she wanted me to just go along with this. She cleared her throat 'We are now a full grown woman yet we still haven't experienced life to its fullest' Murasaki brought in her shoulders to squeeze her chest and her voice took on a sultry hushed whisper. As well as she could muster with her monotone voice 'Even so we couldn't help but notice your warm presence and alluring scent. For someone in my position to be drawn to a commoner such as yourself is forbidden but even so-' Murasaki paused '-I wish to leave this place with you.'

 

'Murasaki we can do this at home-' I was cut off by a loud knock at the door and a harsh yell from the other side. The staff had come to look for us. Whoever was on the other side of the door quickly grew impatient and there was a click as a key slid into the hole. Murasaki grabbed me and we crammed ourselves into a musty antique closet and we hid until the coast was clear. The whole time our bodies were squished together and I couldn't quite tell if it was her chest or Bebe but something delightful and soft was pressed against me.

 

Certain we were in the clear we burst out of the closet and gasped for air 'We should flee!' Murasaki giggled. She took my hand once more and pulled me into the hallway. I'd never seen her so mischievous and bold. Had she lost herself in her fantasy or had she finally come out of her shell? We found the staff entrances in the hallways and ran through off-limits passages and halls until we found an exit. We came out on the ground around the back of the castle in a section that was closed off to the public. Murasaki and I both panted for breath and she leaped into my arms for an excited hug that mashed her breasts against me 'We're finally free. We can be together at last.' Murasaki smiled 'Thank you for playing along with me.'

 

'I had fun today.' I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her back 'We should still get out of here though.' There was no response. I saw Murasaki's eyes locked on me and she got onto her tip-toes to reach upwards to my lips with her own. I met her lips with my own. I could still taste the jam and cream from our lunch but I still enjoyed her kiss. I followed with another kiss, rougher this time and let her free. I watched Murasaki shyly suck on her bottom lip as if to savour the kiss. 'Let's go home princess, I still have more birthday gifts for you.' I took her hand and this time I led.