Chapter 15: A Prince is Born

My eyes darted through the dense foliage, scanning for any sign of movement. The woods were silent, the only sound the frantic thumping of my own heart. No prying eyes. No lecherous old men with thumbs-up. It was just me, the shadows, and the naked goddess dancing on the balcony. This was my stage.

The outer wall was a formidable obstacle, a high, smooth barrier of concrete and steel. But I was fueled by a desperate, aching need. I took a running start, my scrawny legs pumping, and launched myself at the wall. My fingers scrabbled for purchase, finding a narrow ledge, and I hauled myself up, my muscles screaming in protest. I tumbled over the other side, landing in a well-manicured flowerbed with a soft thud. I was in.

I crept through the pristine backyard, my body low to the ground, a predator stalking his prey. I found a trellis, covered in thick, leafy vines, and started to climb. The rough wood scraped against my hands, but I didn’t care. I was climbing towards heaven.

As I reached the top, I pulled myself onto the balcony, my breathing heavy, my body trembling with exertion and anticipation. And there she was. Sumati. She was standing with her back to me, her massive, perfect ass a sight that could make a man renounce God.

I cleared my throat. “Sumati.”

She spun around, her eyes wide with shock, a perfectly rehearsed gasp escaping her lips. She quickly tried to cover herself, her hands doing a terrible job of concealing her massive, enhanced breasts. “Sid! What ... what are you doing here? You ... you shouldn’t be here. Please, don’t tell anyone. Please.”

I was confused for a second, my mind struggling to catch up. But then I understood. It was a game. Another test. And I knew exactly how to play.

“Tell anyone?” I said, my voice a low, dangerous growl. I took a step towards her, my confidence surging. “Why would I do that? When I could have a little ... fun instead.”