MYO-1962: Majesty

Majesty is a vain and spoilt succubun on the surface. She was raised by the demon Gremory, who loved her appearance and favored her to the exclusion of all her other charges over time. Majesty was doted upon, constantly praised, and given everything she desired.

The thing is...Majesty saw other buns discarded by Gremory. She saw how her fellows, who would become Envy buns, were treated, and she could not help but worry. When would she be discarded? They certainly would not welcome her among them, just as they had not welcomed the last discarded one. Oh sure, there were some older buns around Gremory's domain, ones she adored and continued caring for...but Majesty saw, one night, Gremory taking one away, discarding her too. She knew deep inside that she wasn't ever going to truly be safe with her caretaker...but she didn't know how to get out either. She was only a child, after all.

Eventually, the buns of her year began to sprout their horns. In spite of everything, Majesty grew pride horns, and oh how Gremory adored them! She was more proud of them than even Majesty was...

One day, Gremory announced she was taking the Envy buns away. With disgust. Taking them to "where they belong".

Majesty didn't know what possessed her to do it, but she followed them, covering her shiny gilding in dirt and soot to avoid being seen, desperately afraid of what would happen if she was caught. Would Gremory hurt them? Would she hurt Majesty if she caught her? Would she discard her too if she caught her? But...she couldn't not know what happened to Gremory's discards anymore. The other favored buns at home might not be bothered...but Majesty couldn't bear not knowing. After all, no one knew when the loss of Gremory's favor might occur.

She had never seen a city before, but Burrowgatory was amazing from the distance. Terrifying...but amazing... Majesty managed to find some greenery to hide in, and watched. The envies were left at the outskirts of it, and Gremory headed home. Majesty wondered what she would do when she found she had left...but she didn't follow, even though she was tempted to, even though she was afraid to not.

After a few hours of the envies milling around trying to figure out what to do, a pretty doll in strange clothing appeared. Majesty wasn't close enough to hear what was said, but she followed the envies when they left. They were taken to a stone building, and now she could no longer hide. The Envies were furious when they saw her, but the doll leading them calmed them and welcomed her in too.

Majesty was fascinated to learn about the society she was supposed to be a part of - and to get cleaned up, too. She dove eagerly into learning about what it was to be a succubun, and was soon out on her own, working as a model. It was great! She loved being adored and loved, she loved being praised... Just... She couldn't quite get over the fear that she would, one day, be discarded. Not because there was truly anything lacking in her...but just because she was no longer new, no longer shiny enough.

Gremory's never come looking for her, and to this day, Majesty doesn't know if she is grateful or hurt.