Princess Odette lost her parents at just 13 and was forced to ascend the throne, ruling a kingdom in the middle of a financial crisis and a war with the Dark Empire. Being only a young girl with a soft and delicate nature, she became easy prey for the greedy and corrupt nobles of the council. She would have fallen completely into their grasp if it hadn’t been for Madam Beatrice.

Madam Beatrice was a large, mature woman who owned most of the brothels in the capital. In her youth, she had been a worker in those very places, but she slowly rose through that world until she became one of the most powerful and wealthiest individuals on the continent. She was the only woman in the council besides Odette, and to the princess’s surprise, Beatrice was genuinely kind and protective. She always prioritized both the kingdom’s and Odette’s well-being.

As she often told her: “Women must take care of each other.” And her actions proved she meant it. In return for her help, she only ever asked for a few knights to act as extra security in her establishments, ensuring the workers there remained safe. Beatrice was the only person in the council she truly trusted.

With time, and thanks to Beatrice’s guidance, Odette managed to resolve the kingdom’s financial crisis and secure peace with the Dark Empire. As part of the agreement, she arranged a marriage: the Dark Emperor would send his younger son to wed her once she turned 18. Despite knowing it was necessary—her duty—the idea terrified Odette. The Dark Empire was infamous for dark magic and eldritch horrors, and its people were kown to be deeply unsettling.

One week after the wedding, Odette asked Beatrice to meet her privately in her office. In tears, she confessed everything. She was afraid. Her husband was cold, always staring at her as if looking into her soul. They hadn’t consummated the marriage—on the wedding night, he had simply watched her for hours. And every night since, he did the same, waiting for her to fall asleep.

The night before, she had woken to a noise and found him standing beside her, holding a knife and staring down at her. When he realized she was awake, he silently lay back down. Sobbing in Beatrice’s arms, Odette admitted her fear—she believed the Dark Emperor had accepted peace too easily, and had sent his son to kill her in her sleep.

Beatrice: “Oh, darling, then give the order—let’s hang that bastard. No one messes with my girl on my watch!”

Odette: “No! Killing him would only restart the war, even worse than before… I want peace between our kingdoms… and to stay alive, so… I need to ask something, even if it’s embarrassing… Beatrice… how good are you at… pleasing people in bed?”

Beatrice:“Darling, are you serious? Do you forget what I do for a living?” Seeing Odette was completely serious, she cleared her throat. “How do you think a woman like me rose to this position? Darling… I’m the best, even if my body doesn’t look it anymore.”

Odette: “Perfect… I need an heir as soon as possible to secure peace… but I… I can’t do it. He scares me too much, and I don’t know anything about those things…”

Beatrice: “Darling, I can give you advice—”

Odette: “I don’t have it in me. We both know I’m… soft. Weak. But I found something in the royal library—a body-swap spell. If we switch bodies… you, in my body, could… handle it… and secure an heir…”

Beatrice:“Darling, that’s complete insanity!”

After a long debate, Beatrice sighed. Odette was serious—and deep down, she couldn’t deny a certain curiosity. The idea of having Odette’s young body tempted her. Finally, she agreed. Odette cast the spell, and with a kiss on the lips, their souls swapped bodies.

Moments later, they awoke in their new forms.

Beatrice:“Damn, it worked!… I’m you! I’m young—I’m the princess!” she said, standing up and feeling her new, firm body.

Odette: “Oh… wow…” she murmured, looking down at her new heavy form. “I… I trust you, Beatrice" she said looking down at her new fat body

Beatrice: "Darling once im done with little prince, he will be at your feet"