You know how they always say fortune favors the strong? Well, that's nice and all, but being strong isn't really my thing. No, i'm more of an… intellectual. Yeah, that's a nice, more legal, way to put it. And after years of hard work, I'm finally going to grab that fortune for myself.

Oh, right, guess I should introduce myself. The name's Markus Draynor; i've worked as an alchemist for some time now, perfecting my trade in order to take what's rightfully mine. You see, ever since I was a child, i've been aware of there being other worlds out there, other dimensions outside of our own. However, because of the prejudice and the poverty that me and my family had to endlessly face, we'd been stuck in a monotonous loop of torment. My parents died a few years ago, leaving me the only surviving member of our alchemy techniques.

My father, before he was married, of course, was able to make women fawn over him, worship him. Thanks to a secret aphrodisiac recipe that he had been developing ever since he was born. Right before he died, he told me how to make it, said that he didn't want me to end up the same way as him. He told me to enjoy what the other dimensions had to offer, told me to find and conquer the exotic treasures of the outside world and to not tie myself down like he did.

After spending some time perfecting the aphrodisiac, making it even more effective and powerful, I managed to open up an outer-realm hot spring with the help of some friends in high places. Open to anyone that can reach it, I was hoping to snag some extra-dimensional treasures, and make them my own, if you catch my drift.

And it wouldn't be too much time until I found my first catch.

I recalled reading her bio as soon as she scheduled the visit. A princess from the so-called Mushroom Kingdom: Peach. Apparently, she was getting tired of being kidnapped by a giant turtle and being chased after by an Italian plumber, and she just wanted some time to herself, some quality stress relief. With that in mind, she had ordered the full course, complete with me as an assistant. It was perfect; I didn't even need an excuse to get into the water with her.

The preparation started before she even climbed into the water. You see, the aphrodisiac works by making the recipient more open to suggestion, with them eventually becoming effectively a servant. To get to that point, however, the user has to make the recipient ingest it. However, as with all super effective medicines, it tastes horrible. That's where I come in. My variation can be absorbed through the skin, but it will be significantly weaker. Hence, by pumping it into the water, I can then lather it on directly, and then have the recipient ingest it orally, each stage making them more and more open to suggestion. For every mouthful they gulp down, I get control of them for an hour.

"Oh my, this is place is far more luxurious than I had first imagined it to be."

Right on time. As soon as she entered the spring, I took the time to examine my client. Blue eyes, blonde hair currently done up into a ponytail; a classic. Even more enticing, though, was her figure. Even through the towel, I could tell that she had an alluring hourglass frame, complimented by a supple rear end and a pair of perky, average breasts. She may have not excelled in any specific category, but that was what I liked about her; she was a walking example of the phrase balance equals perfection.

As soon as the princess saw me, she walked over and offered a gentle curtsy. "You must be the assistant. Markus, correct?" Her light voice carried an air of dignity and confidence, something that would make the breaking process all the more enjoyable.

"You are indeed correct, Princess Peach, I am honored that you would take the time to remember my name." I responded as I bowed from the waist up; watching nobles from the shadows of poverty helped me pick up on at least a few rules of feudal etiquette.

After some more small talk, I guided the princess to the water and urged her in, taking a seat on the stone ledge next to her; the first step, although also the easiest, had been completed.

The next few minutes were filled with silence as I let the princess enjoy the springs. Out of the corner of my eye, however, I could see that she had started shakily breathing out of her mouth. Not heavy breaths, just a little shaky. "Alright, let's try to start phase two then," I thought to myself.

"Princess, do you mind if I join you in the water?" I asked as I stood up, causing her to slowly turn her head towards me.

Her inquisitive look soon turned back to one of satisfaction. "By all means, Markus, please do so. These are your hot springs, after all."

"Thank you," I replied as I complied to her wishes, "there's always so much work to be done that I hardly ever time to enjoy the waters myself." I gave her my best smile as I finished settling into the water, and then proceeded to grab a nearby bottle of the aphrodisiac. "Ruling an entire kingdom can be quite stressful on your figure, you know; would you like a quick shoulder rub?"

Peach flashed me one of the sweetest smiles I had ever seen. "That would be splendid, Markus, I would greatly appreciate that." It almost made me feel bad regarding what was going to happen to her later.

Almost.

After signaling the princess to twist so that her back was facing me, I popped open the cap of the aphrodisiac bottle and proceeded to squeeze out a generous amount onto both of her shoulders, causing her to shiver in the process.

"U-Um, Markus? What is that rather cold liquid?" she asked, her mind temporarily snapping back into action.

"Ah, my apologies for startling you. It's a lotion that helps drain stress and moisturizes the skin. Don't worry, it'll warm up in a few moments," I replied as I proceed to rub the liquid into her skin. Phase two was complete, and my lower half was growing more excited by the minute.

A few more minutes passed as I continued to apply the aphrodisiac, making sure to dissolve it fully into Peach's skin. At this point, if it was winter, you could have seen her breath with how hard she was panting. The scene was very stimulating, even if she wasn't aware of it herself; it was time to get a little daring.

While the princess was busy trying to focus, I discreetly took my towel off underwater, revealing my erect, six inch penis. Yeah, it's not huge or anything, but i'm still pretty proud of it. After that, I quickly goaded the princess into my lap as I slipped her own towel off.

"Oh, thank you Markus. Your lap is actually quite comfortable," she replied, leaning into my chest for support. Her voice was slightly higher and her tone was more slurred, almost as if she was daydreaming. More important, however, were her now visible perky tits. They were perfect, each rounded cup being crowned off with a rosy pink nipple, as if she wasn't regal enough. And although I couldn't see the whole thing due to our current position, I could tell her lower half was perfectly shaven.

Snaking my arms under the princess's own, I began to massage her breasts. My hands were in pure bliss as I felt and groped Peach's chest; her breasts were malleable and filled my hands perfectly. Each touch of her soft and supple skin left me hungering for more, and my fingers grew more and more aggressive as our session continued.

Eventually, my advances caused the princess to squirm in arousal, so much so that she ended up unintentionally rubbing her lower lips against my member.

"U-Um, Markus? Is that your… p-p-penis?" Peach inquired through subtle moans and protests, although she wasn't exactly trying to pry me away, which was a good sign that the aphrodisiac was still working as intended.

I leaned in next to her ear and reluctantly pulled one of my hands away from her breast in order to reach for something on the edge of the springs. "Relax, princess," I replied in as soothing of a voice as possible. "Gazing upon your luxurious figure would cause the same type of reaction in any respectable man, so don't be alarmed."

The princess chuckled. "I see. I guess I should take that as a complement." It was nice to know she still had a fragment of humor left in her, even with the waters affecting her mind as they were. Finally reaching the bottle I had misplaced earlier, I preceded to squeeze a helping of the aphrodisiac inside of my mouth. Luckily, I had engineered the formula to be ineffective when used on myself.

"Markus, may I pleas—mmph!" The princess yelped as I smashed my lips against hers, forcing my tongue through in an effort to make her swallow the secondhand secretion. Just like her breasts, her pillowy lips enraptured me.

Eventually, the eternal need for air commanded us to separate. As we drew away, a thin strand of saliva formed from our mouths, and I was able to see that Peach's eyes were completely glassed over. I turned her around in my lap so that she was straddling me, and then immediately sunk her down on my length.

"Ah, shit…" I grunted, as her insides coiled around my cock. "It's baffling to me how every single part of you is just perfect, princess." And it was true; every time I pushed in her walls rubbed blissfully against my member, but every time I pulled out her lips clung to me, almost longingly so.

Not wanting to disregard her other features, I latched onto her lips once more, while my hands traveled in different directions. My right hand landed on her supple rear once more, while my left went up to caress one of her breasts. The triple threat of sensations almost made my brain fizzle out in pleasure, but I wasn't going to let myself waste this opportunity.

Speaking of fizzling out, the princess was outright drowning in pleasure. Every thrust I made caused her glassy eyes to slightly roll into the back of her head. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, and her arms and legs were locked around me in desperate want.

Sadly, though, all things must come to an end, and I could feel myself rapidly approaching that end. With one final grunt, I fully sheathed myself inside the princess and blasted her womb with a stream of cum. The princess screamed in bliss as her pussy was stuffed to the brim before going completely limp, with her body resting against mine for comfort.

I sighed as my now flaccid length fell out of Peach's entrance. "That might have been the best fuck I've ever had." My eyes eventually traveled across the springs until I noticed a pile of pink clothes, most likely belonging to the princess. Stretching my arm so that I could reach one of the pockets, I managed to fish out a wallet of some sort. Flipping through the flaps produced typical contents, but what caught my eye was a picture that contained the princess and two other women.

"Oh? What's this?" I asked, bringing the picture closer to investigate. One of the girls wore an orange dress styled much like Peach's, and she sported orange hair, too. The other woman was much taller and wore a long, turquoise gown complete with platinum blonde hair.

"My, my, these two are quite the lookers. Perhaps I already have my next two clients lined up. Wouldn't you agree, princess?"

"Yes…" Peach replied, her drunken tone revealing that I still had control over her.

Needless to say, it was going to be a fun couple of days.