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It was a warm summer day, and as the sun slowly set in the west, a large crowd was heading for the big park in the city centre, where a fireworks show was scheduled for the evening to round up the celebrations. One special guest of the celebrations was Princess Elisabeth, who had already arrived for a small, more formal reception but was now waiting for someone to take her to her seat for the show.
As she stood near the window, sipping on a glass of champagne, she watched a small group of men carrying a large crate into a nearby tent. From a distance, Elisabeth could make out a logo on their shirts, showing exploding fireworks, which made her assume the men belonged to the fireworks company. They were followed by an older man in a long coat, who reminded her more of a wizard than of a fireworks specialist. Although when she had been younger, fireworks had always been something magical to her.
The princess kept watching and noticed the man talking to two ladies, about her age, who seemed to be random guests of the event. He then pulled the curtain to the side, allowing the two to enter the tent. For some reason, Elisabeth felt curious about what was going on, especially as the ladies did not show up again. As she stood there, the man suddenly looked up to her and smiled, making her wonder if he had noticed her earlier. He made a small gesture towards the tent entrance and then disappeared inside.
Elisabeth knew that she shouldn’t do this, but she couldn’t resist her curiosity and quickly sneaked out of the room and headed down some exterior stairs. As she reached the tent, she could hear some voices inside, and as she glanced into the tent, she noticed the men from earlier, clearly preparing the last bits for the fireworks.
Before she could say something, the older man had noticed her and smiled as he turned towards her. “Ah, our spectator,” he said, causing Elisabeth to blush. “Are you here for the fireworks show?”
“Yeah,” Elisabeth said and looked around. A few rockets were standing in a corner, but no sign of the two ladies from earlier. “I noticed the logo on your staff’s jackets.”
“Yes, we from Magical Explosions are very proud of our craft.”
“Does it take long to set up such fireworks?” she asked rather curiously.
“Days,” the man said. Every single rocket has to be produced, checked and carefully arranged.” Elisabeth noticed how he was mustering her as he talked. “Actually, we are not even fully ready yet. We are still missing some central element for our grand finale. I wonder if you would be interested in helping us with it?”
“Me?” Elisabeth said.”I mean … I know how fireworks work in principle, but I have no idea how to arrange them best.”
“You can leave that to us,” the man said and made a gesture towards another curtain. “But I think you are perfect.”
Elisabeth looked rather confused at him, but still, she followed him to the next tent, where she noticed something weird. There was a little box, and inside she could feel several sets of clothing, as if someone had dumped them there. But before she could inquire about it, the man had pointed to a platform and asked her to step onto it. His voice was calming and entrancing, and so the princess didn’t hesitate and followed his request.
“What is this platform?” she asked as the man pushed a few buttons on a console.
“No worries,” he said as he looked down at the console again. “I just have to select some settings. What about a golden-coated stick?”
“That … that sounds nice,” Elisabeth said, and suddenly the platform started to buzz. She found herself surrounded by some bright light, causing her to feel lighter and lighter, almost as if she was hovering in the air. Then she noticed from the corner of her eye that a robot arm had extended from a back panel of the machine, holding what looked like a golden stick. As the princess turned her head a bit more, she gasped as she realised that on one end of the stick was something thicker. On a second look, she realised that it resembled a dildo, and with big eyes, she watched as the robot arm placed the golden stick below her, the dildo extension pointing upwards.
“Wait … what is this?” she asked as the man pushed a button and the robot arm moved upwards. Elisabeth gasped as she felt the dildo push against her panties for a moment, then somehow slipped through it and into her pussy. To her surprise, her pussy reacted directly, becoming nicely swollen and startstartingingle as she was fucked by the robot. Elisabeth moaned as she threw her head backwards for an orgasm, to which she was fucked within minutes. The man kept watching as the princess's floating body trembled.
“How do you feel?” he asked as she calmed down.
“Fuck …,” the princess mumbled, her mind struggling to keep track with the pressure and what was happening in general. “What is going on?”
“Just part of the process to make the best fireworks,” the man said, and Elisabeth gasped once more as the vibration of the dildo in her pussy intensified. “Would you mind,” the man continued,” to undress yourself. This dress, as nice as it looks, is not necessary.”
The princess moaned as a response, then started to unzip her dress, while still being fucked. Then she pulled it over her head and dropped it onto the ground. Then she watched how the man grabbed the dress and quickly tossed it into the other clothes in the box. It didn’t take her much to count one and one together, just as her body washed over her mind with yet another orgasm. Elsiabth groaned as her pussy juices ran down the dildo and the gold coloured wooden shaft. She kept undressing, her bra and panties joining her dress in the box a moment later. By now, she had at least half a dozen orgasms, and her mind didn't mind that she was floating in the air, being fucked by a machine. Actually, her mind was shifting a bit, just as she had another orgasm.
She realised that her thoughts had started to spin around, nicely and colourful, and fireworks sparkled. As Elisabeth squirmed on the pole, she realised that more and more those thoughts of colourful sparkles and nicely shaped objects shook over her thinking, almost as if everything was focusing on one thing. She did not even notice that her body had started to shrink a good bit, becoming a little bit shorter than a human arm.
The man on the control watched as Elisabeth had yet another orgasm, causing her eyes to roll up a bit. The young princess's body had started to shift as she was fucked by the machine, her legs getting a bit closer, and her whole body took on a more paper-like appearance. The princess had another, her eighth orgasm, then suddenly became rather silent. The princess was fully aware but also realised that her body was not reacting to her thoughts, her whole skin looking slightly fake, almost like cardboard with a print like normal fireworks, just in the shape of her naked body.
“Wonderful,” the man said instead and watched how Elisabeth had been sitting still, her body slightly stylised, on top of the fuckpole. One of the staff members came in and told them to pick Elisabeth up and get her ready for the great finale of the fireworks. Elisabeth felt him pick her body up, and despite that, she could not realise how she was carried over to another tent, where she was placed inside a wooden crate. To her surprise, she recognised the two ladies from earlier, both on normal wooden sticks, standing in a corner and also ready to be added to the great display.
Elisabeth and the two women seemed to be the last ladies missing, and soon they found themselves in different spots of the firework arrangement on the ground. In the distance, the bell tolled, and the firework magician and his staff got in place. Elisabeth could hear the crowd cheer as the first rockets were sent into the air and as the fireworks picked up speed, the princess realised that there must be at least two dozen lady-rockets. She spotted a nearby one go off, the young woman resembling a soccer player, whom she recognised. A small fuse burned, and then the rocket flew far up into the sky, exploding into a large shape of a soccer ball, which then lingered in the air for a few moments.
Elisabeth could hear the crowd cheer and noticed that something had dropped into the grass nearby. She could somehow see to the side as if she weren’t a fireworks rocket. From eh corner of her eye, she noticed that something lay in the grass nearby. Two more rockets, clearly some cute college students, flew really high, forming a nice picture, and as the crowd cheered once more, Elisabeth could hear two objects fall into the grass. One rolled past her, allowing her to realise what it was about, the young woman having been transformed into an onahole.
Finally, the speed of the rockets picked up speed and it was time to get everything ready. But later the fireworks started to reach their high point and under the huge cheering of the crowd, Elisabeth could feel the fuse on her lower bits be lit and a second later she had an extremely powerful orgasm, just as she lifted in the air. She could see the crowd, and the thought that they had their fun with the fireworks made her have an orgasm.
A second later, there was a loud BAMM, and for a moment Elisabeth could feel her whole essence being scattered over the sky. As her essence glowed, the crowd cheered and watched the huge silhouette of their princess as fireworks filled the night sky of the city. Then, as the sparks fell and the shape disintegrated, Elisabeth could feel her essence sucked back, and a moment later, she realised that she was falling. Somehow, she had no worries about it, but there was some strong wind blowing away from the premises. Ashorwhilee, she bounced onto the ground in a meadow, just outside of the walls of the park and still in a public green area.
Her mind and essence were back together with her body, but she still could not move. It took her a second to realise that she had been turned into a nice flexible onahole like the ladies before. But instead of them, she had not landed inside the park, and as she lay there, hearing the clapping of the crowd for the fantastic fireworks, she felt her body being grabbed and lifted. The young man was a bit younger, and she could watch him carefully examine the onahole.
“Is this a joke?” she heard him ask and watched how he looked around. “Some hidden camera? Why does this toy look like a princess?”
Elisabeth could feel him push a finger into her silicone pussy and heard him comment on how the toy seemed to get wet too. “Maybe it is a marketing gag,” he said. “I think I saw a commercial for those new types of toys. Well, you're coming with me.”
The next day, Elisabeth found herself in his little student’s apartment. The young man had more than fun, enjoying her flexible body, and while he stroked his cock with her in a way that his cock pushed all the way through, she could see a news report on the TV which was praising Magical Explosions for the magnificent fireworks which they had provided last night.
She wanted to moan, not only because her body was being fucked all the way through but also because she remembered the intense feeling of being turned into fireworks and exploding into the night sky. A moment later, the guy groaned and Elsiabth could feel her silicone body being filled with cum until it erupted from her mouth.