A Young Prince Comes Of Age [Fm, virginity, age play]

Lady Arianna walks into the torchlit stone hallway, and looks to the prince’s door. Standing beside it was a lithe woman with glasses. “You have the results I asked you for?” Arianna asks quietly.

The other woman pushs her glasses up and nodded. “Yes, Mother Superior. I analyzed the substance found on the prince’s blankets with three different spells. All three confirmed that it was semen, and potent semen at that.”

The older woman mulls that over, her expression serious. She’s about to speak when a younger girl in her early twenties comes bursting into the hall. “Is it true Miriam? My brother has entered manhood?” she asks breathlessly, then upon realizing who else is there, gives a startled bow of her head. “Ah, Mother Superior, I didn’t see you. My apologies.”

Arianna frowns at her. “It is true. The moment we’ve been waiting for has finally arrived. But Princess, you know that even now that the prince can begin his duties, that doesn’t necessarily mean that I’ll release you from your vows.”

She casts her eyes down to the ground. “I know that, Mother Superior. I just… wanted to congradulate him. I know he’s nervous.”

Lady Arianna being called ‘Mother Superior’ stems not from any relation to the other women present, but rather its her title as head of the Sacred Order of Paladin Maidens. All three women are holy warriors, sworn to a lifetime of chastity, prayer and service. Through devotion to the Goddess, they can access combat power and magic that make each Maiden worth a hundred, perhaps a thousand soldiers on the field.

And its a good thing too. Just the last decade had seen the southern orcish horde invade, a demonic invasion from below, and three seperate dragon attacks. Any one of these threats would have probably swept over the land and destroyed it, if it weren’t for the stalwart Paladin Maidens who fought in the kingdom’s defense.

All three woman stand in silence, thinking. Lady Arianna is the oldest, in her early forties. Strikingly beautiful, she has a lean but muscular figure and an intimating personality. She had taken special attention and care to ensuring the prince grew up well, being something of a surrogate mother to him. Beside her is Lady Miriam, a lithe bespectacled woman in her thirties, who’s piercing gaze makes her quite intimidating to any Maiden who wishes to study magic. As Head Mage, Miriam is quite influential in the Order, but of course she still defers to Arianna’s leadership. And while all Paladin Maidens are well endowed in the bosom department, with double D’s being on the smaller side compared to average, Miriam’s chest is especially voluptuous, to the point where some Maidens joke that she had to take up magic because they couldn’t find any chestplates big enough to contain her breasts.

Lastly is the youngest, Princess Julia. While the other two women are wearing the standard form fitting white gowns that Maidens wear within the Citadel, Princess Julia is still wearing her gleaming silver armor, having just returned from a patrol. Her status as royalty grants her no special treatment in the Order, but despite that, she’s one of the strongest and most respected of their number. She has personally lead the charge against a number of evil threats, her long blonde hair streaming out behind her, and her bravery and wisdom had let the Maidens prevail against every threat they had faced.

But the Maidens harbor a shameful secret. While they are widely loved and respected by the populace, no one knows how exactly Paladin Maidens were born. Some people claim they’re recruited as children, but no one has ever heard of a child being taken into the Citadel. Others say that they are gifts from the angels, or that they are immortal, or hatched from eggs. But in the end, its all guesses, and speculation is considered rude and highly discouraged.

The truth of the matter is that Paladin Maidens are born like any other girl, but only from the mixing of the blood of the royal line and the blood of a Maiden. Thus, when a Maiden has proved herself particularly valorous or virtuous, she is sometimes be released from her vows to become a concubine of a king or a prince. So for thousands of years, the male royalty of the kingdom has bedded former Paladin Maidens. Though losing their virginity means losing their powers, each Maiden so chosen will go on to bear five or sometimes ten newborn girls, who will be trained as the next generation of Maidens. While a secret, this process has worked quite well for thousands of years. And though technically, the whole process is rather incestuous, the blessing of the Goddess ensures that every Maiden born is both beautiful and intelligent, free of any defects.

But back to the story at hand. Ten years ago, a great tragedy befell the kingdom. Two older princes bickered over who was the rightful heir, and a civil war ensued. Assassins slayed several other men of the royal line, including the king. By the time the Maidens had restored order and the dust had settled, the royal family was decimated, with a single infant prince the sole surviving male with royal blood.

Given how often the kingdom faced potential world ending threats, the Maidens knew that the death of the royal family meant no new Maidens could be born, which meant the death of the Kingdom. So they guarded the prince carefully within their Citadel, keeping his existence a secret. He was educated as befit his role as future king, learning both combat and academics. Though normally fairly pious and strict, the Maidens even doted upon him a fair bit, especially his older sister Julia.

“I still think he’s too young,” Miriam says with a frown. “He’s not ready for this.”

Arianna shrugs. “We cannot afford to wait. If he were to be taken by illness or violence, then with him would die any hope this kingdom has of survival. As it is, our numbers are dropping. We haven’t had any new recruits in ten years. Young or not, we need him to start making babies as soon as possible.” There is an awkward silence as a blush flits across all three womens’ cheeks. Despite their age and maturity, all three women are still active duty Paladin Maidens, and thus virgins. Its almost surreal to hear the pious Mother Superior openly discuss sex like this. But its also their only choice.

Arianna looks at the other two women. “I’ll pray to the Goddess on the issue, then prepare a list of Maidens who will be released of their vows. Five concubines should be enough at the start. I only hope our little prince has the stamina to keep up.”

—–

I step out of the bath and dry myself with the fine linen towel placed on the edge of the ornate marble tub. I yawn as I do. Today was another tiring day. Since I was the only remaining member of the royal family, it would fall to me to take the throne when I was ready. And that meant days and days of lessons, on all manner of things from trade agreements, to treaties with other nations, to military matters. I could hardly believe that one day I’d lead armies against all manner of threats, both supernatural and not.

Hopefully that would be a long way off. We were in a time of peace now, with the gates to the demonic realms sealed, and likely to remain so for years to come. And as for conflicts with other kingdoms, I hoped to keep the peace. Despite how heavy the burden of this responsibility was, I was determined to try to be a good king, to rule for the betterment of my people. I’d heard stories of tyrants who abused their populace, and I’d resolved to be better than that.

I run a comb through my hair as I look in the mirror. Today had been a long day, and I was ready to sleep. As I thought about turning in for the night, I wonder what kind of dreams I’ll have.

Over the past couple of weeks, new feelings has been besetting me. I’d been noticing the bodies of the Paladin Maidens more and more. My cock had begun to grow hard at the most inopportune times. And three nights ago, I’d had a dream about my adoptive aunt, Miriam. She’d been in a tight robe that had shown off her impressive chest, and we were sitting together, touching each other.

It had been a nice dream. I wanted more dreams like that. I had no idea what these feelings meant, and I’d have to sort them out eventually, but for now, the experience was enjoyable, at least. But there was no way to know if they would come. Still, I could hope.

I begin to dry off, only to hear the heavy door to the chamber slowly push open. Miriam steps through the threshhold with a smile directed at me, slowly striding into the room. She’s clad in a pink towel wrapped at a strategic height, low enough to show off the cleft between her enormous cleavage, high enough that the lower curve of her butt poked out beneath. Freed from the braids, her long black hair tumbles down below her butt, and she sets her glasses on the table before approaching. She nods to you with a small smile, though there’s a hint of nervousness to her as well.

“My prince, I know Lady Arianna already explained the situation to you. About your new… duties. She’s elected me to provide you with instruction, as well as… practical experience.”

Without asking, she slides gracefully into the water. She scoots over next to me, close enough so that our shoulders brush together. “I was officially released of my vows an hour ago. My magic is already fading,” she says wistfully. “I’m sad to be losing my powers… when the next invasion comes, I’ll hate just having to watch my sisters go into battle without me. But its a sacrifice I make so that I can do something even more important…” she says, turning to you. “Making the next generation of Maidens with you,” she says with a small blush.

I’m surprised when Miriam enters the bath chamber, and I can’t help but stare for a moment at her body, barely concealed by the towel. My cock instantly begins to harden, and I quickly move to the edge of the tub so she can’t see. I blush and try to conceal myself as best I can. Women have given me baths before, of course, but not since I was a child. And this feels… different, somehow. I’m still not quite sure how yet.

“Yes,” I say, in response to her initial statement. “Lady Arianna told me I would have new duties…. But she was… vague about it. I…. I still don’t know anything about what it is I’m supposed to do. She seemed almost embarrassed to discuss it.”

My heart is pounding in my chest. She’s in the bath with me. Next to me. In the water. Nervous, I move away from her, keeping my body pressed against the edge of the tub so she can’t see how hard my cock has gotten. “You are to… provide me with instruction? And… experience?” I say, turning my head to look at her. I can’t help it; my gaze drops to her massive breasts, still covered by the towel. Water creeps up the soft, rich fabric, turning the pink to a much darker shade. My gaze lingers blatantly there for a moment before I manage to look up at her face again.

Miriam raises an eyebrow at me. “Ah. I see Lady Arianna was more… circumspect than she suggested. Well, that’s typical of her. No matter, I don’t mind explaining.”

She takes a deep breath, calming her own nerves. “I’m sure there are more artful and alluring ways of explaining this, but you know I’ve always preferred being direct and forthright.” With a slow motion, she pulls down the hem of the towel, exposing her wet, massive breasts to the steamy air. “You’re going to be impregnating me tonight, my little prince. You’ll spill your seed inside me, and plant a baby in my womb. The first of many you’ll be expected to give us.”

She eyes me carefully, gauging my reaction. “Are you ready to start?”

I can’t stop staring at Miriam’s enormous breasts… I’ve never seen a woman naked before. My cock twitches with my arousal, still pressed against the cool marble of the tub. I long to reach out and touch her, to feel those huge breasts in my hands, but I’m too nervous to move.

“I… um….” I know I’m staring, and I know it’s probably rude, but I can’t help it. This is so much better than anything my dream showed me. “I don’t know,” I say. “I’ve never done anything like this before. I don’t know how. I mean, is there something special I need to do, or…?” I know I’m stammering, and it just makes me more embarrassed. I feel like I should be able to take charge of the situation, but this is so far out of my depth. I know where babies come from, of course, but the actual mechanics of what a man and a woman do to make them hadn’t been part of my lessons.

At least, not yet. It seems that was about to change.

Finally, I’m able to tear my eyes away from Mirmam’s breasts, and I lift my head to look up at her face, into her eyes. “You’re so beautiful, Miriam,” I say softly.

With a cool expression, she reaches down and grips me under each arm, pulling me up into a standing position. Water cascades down my body, and my cock is prominent only inches from her face.

“Ah. Good. I was worried that an old hag like me wouldn’t be arousing for you, but there appears to be no issues in that regard.” She regards my erection with lidded eyes. “Such a… dangerous looking thing. When I pledged myself to a life of virginity, I didn’t feel as though I was giving up anything particularly worthwhile. I’ve always found… penises… to be ugly and brutish, in truth. Yet yours is… alluring, to me.” She licks her lips slowly.

“Old hag? Please, Miriam, you’re anything but.” The reassurance comes quickly and easily to my lips. I’ve always loved Miriam, she’s been like an aunt to me, just as Arianna has filled the role of mother, with me having lost my family so young.

When she lifted me up, my first instinct was to bolt for the door, but I keep that desire in check. I don’t want her to feel bad about herself, feel like she isn’t beautiful. And the truth is, I want to stay. I want to keep going with this, want to know where it will lead.

Still, I’m a little self-conscious. “You don’t think it’s too small?” I ask. I know my cock isn’t as big as those of grown men; I’ve heard some of the soldiers bragging about theirs and I know it’s nowhere near that size. I hope it isn’t too small for Miriam.

“I think its perfect,” she replies simply. From someone else, it might be dismissed as empty reinforcement, but I know from experience that Miriam never minces words or lies. She’s always brutally honest, which makes the rare praise all the more wonderful to me. “There are bigger, yes, but I am untouched. I have no use for a large one that would only cause me undue pain. And as you get older, it will grow, and hopefully I’ll learn to accomodate it.”

She frowns at me. “Where did you even learn to think that the size of it matters? Are you comparing yourself to what others claim? All men lie about their size. They think it makes them more manly. But you’re different. Despite your youth, you’ve born an enormous amount of responsibility and all the pressure that goes with it, but you’ve never wavered, and never complained. You’re brave, honorable and kind.” She uses her forefinger and thumb to make a ring and begins to stroke my shaft, watching my expression carefully, noting each twitch of pleasure. “You’re everything I could ask for in a King… and a lover.”

She strokes me for some time, slowly at first, letting me get used to the sensation. “Take heart, my prince. Try not to be nervous or shy. You’re new at this, and whatever mistakes you make are completely natural. Just relax, take your time, and use my body to learn. Pretty soon you’ll be an expert that makes all the ladies swoon. If you feel the urge to spend your seed, go ahead and do so. It’s only natural, and we have all night to practice.”

I can’t help moaning as Miriam strokes my cock, my face contorting in pleasure as she moves her thumb and forefinger. I’ve never felt anything like this before in my life. I’ve touched my cock before, of course, especially in the past weeks, I’d even begun to touch it when it grew hard when I was alone in my room at night. But I hadn’t explored myself that much, and the way this feels is so far beyond anything I felt when I touched myself that I can’t help but shiver with the pleasure she’s bringing me.

Still, as difficult as it is, I pay attention to her words. What she’s saying is important, and hearing her praise of me feels good. “Thank you, Miriam,” I say, barely managing to keep my voice steady. “I’m glad you feel that way. I’m glad you think I’m brave, and kind, and honorable. I have you to thank for who I am. You, and Lady Arianna, and the rest of the Paladin Maidens. You’ve set such a good example, and I’ve always tried to live up to it.”

I blush a little. “And I’m glad you don’t think I’m too small,” I say. “I… This feels so good, what you’re doing, Miriam. I want to do this with you.” I moan again, my cock twitching once more as she strokes it. New sensations are spreading throughout my body and I never want it to stop.

I look down at her huge breasts once more. “Can I… touch them, Miriam?” I ask.

She looks down at her breasts, then back up to me with a serious expression. “My prince, please understand. Your whole life, we have had the relationship of a teacher and a student. But that relationship is severed tonight, and a new one replaces it. Though I still have more lessons to teach, that is no longer my primary role.”

She tilts her head up, present her breasts to my hands. “I am now a concubine. Your… concubine. I become this willingly and happily, because I know you are a good boy… a good… man… and will treat me well. But you no longer have any need to ask my permission… for anything. Everything that I have… everything that I am… all of it… is yours to do with as you please.” She manages a wry smile. “So yes, you may touch them.”

I nod in response to Miram’s words, though I still don’t fully understand what they mean. For now, she’s told me that I can do as I wish with her, and right now there’s one thing on my mind. As loath as I am for her touch on my cock to stop, I pull back from her grip and kneel in front of her to better be able to reach her.

I look at her breasts for a moment. They’re absolutely massive; each one by itself is bigger than my head. My hand trembles a little as I reach out to touch them, and I flick my gaze up to her eyes. It feels good that I don’t have to hide how nervous I am… I’m in the presence of someone I love and trust, and I know that I’m safe in showing this vulnerability to her.

I reach out with both hands and cup her breasts, rubbing them gently. They’re incredibly soft, even softer than they look, and I moan a little at how good they feel in my hands. “They feel…. You feel amazing, Miriam,” I say as my palms move over the surface of her breasts, brushing her nipples.

She smiles warmly. “I’m glad they bring you pleasure, my prince. They are yours now, along with every other part of me.” She draws my head in between the enormous mounds, hugging me close. Several seconds pass, her heated breath making her chest rise and fall, her heartbeat racing next to my ear.

“Would you like a structured lesson, my prince? Or would you prefer to simply explore my body freely?”

When Miram draws my head in between her massive breasts, I rub my face against her soft skin. My touches grow a bit bolder, my hands exploring her breasts more freely. I lift them a little, feeling their weight. I’m surprised at how heavy they are, and for a moment I wonder how she can possibly walk with these on her chest. Then I realize that’s a silly thought and I laugh just a little.

Still, my amusement lasts only a moment. The thought of Miram’s breasts, of her whole body, belonging to me, excites me more than I can say. I rub her nipples gently, my cock twitching with arousal as I touch her.

When she speaks, I pull back and look into her eyes. “I would like a lesson, Miriam,” I say. “I don’t know what I’m doing. Please teach me. But first…. The water’s getting cold. Let’s dry off and move to my bedchamber.”

She takes the lead again, drying off my body slowly and tenderly, a fresh towel fluffy and light against my sensitive bits. The two orbs of flesh press against my back, her skin hot and damp.

“There is… a great deal you’ll need to learn. Some of it we’ll need to learn together. How to stimulate each other’s genitals with our mouths. How to caress each other’s bodies to cause great pleasure. But I would be remiss if I did not begin with our most sacred of duties.”

She lays down on the bed, spreading her legs in front of me to show off her feminine lower lips, smooth and untouched by a man for all of her thirty two years. A small spot of pubic hair, carefully trimmed, frames the top, and the soft, flawless lips are dripping with love juices and desire. “Go ahead my prince. I am no longer a Maiden, but I still have my flower. Now freed from my vows, my body aches to be used. Mount me, and claim me as your own.” Her eyes tremble as she all but pleads with me. “Make me your woman.”

I fight to control myself, seeing her spreading her legs to show me her pussy, the first one I’ve ever seen. I tremble a little as I kneel before her, moving in between her legs. I instinctively know what to do, and she’s already told me that her body belongs to me, and I can do whatever I want to with it. I try to take some solace, some confidence, from that knowledge.

And she hasn’t done this before either, so she won’t know if I do badly. Right? I tell myself that to try to calm myself, and it actually works. A little.

I move in close and position the head of my cock against her smooth, wet lower lips. I push into her slowly, my slim cock sinking into her depths. The sensation is unbelievable… her hand had felt amazing on my cock a moment ago, but this is so far beyond that that I can’t even describe it. “Oh god… Miriam….” My words dissolve into moans. “You feel so good. You feel incredible.” I stay still, hardly daring to move, my mind completely overloaded by these new sensations.

She takes her hands and places them gently on either side of my head, guiding me to look into her eyes. She smiles lovingly, with a tender warmth I’ve never seen her express, at odds with her usual cool demeanor. This is an entirely new side to her. And its for me… only for me to ever see.

“You’re thinking about this too hard, my prince. Do not worry about me. We have our entire lives ahead of us, and I have no doubt you’ll learn to make me shriek with pleasure. But that’s not now. Tonight, we both have a duty. You must provide us with the next generation of Maidens, and I must become the first of many vessels for your seed. So relax, let go of all of your worries and fears. I want you to just lay in my arms,” she says wrapping her arms around me. “And give in to your masculine instincts. Rut away until you spurt your potent seed deep inside my womb. Don’t try and hold back or feel you need to do anything for me. That will come in time. Just fill me and give me a child.”

I’m comforted by the look on Miriam’s face, the warm smile, and the love in her eyes. I knew she had a softer side, but I haven’t seen it before, not like this at least. I feel warm and comforted by her, and I let myself calm down a little.

When she wraps her arms around me and pulls me close, I relax against her soft body. It feels so good, having her hold me like this, and I moan softly from feeling her pressed against me. This is so much better than the dream I had… nothing my subconscious could come up with could possibly compare to this reality. I begin to move inside her, but I’m totally out of my depth, overwhelmed by the sensations. After just a few minutes of quick, clumsy thrusts, my balls draw up against my body and I’m cumming inside her, sending at least half a dozen powerful spurts deep into her body.

When my orgasm is finished, I relax in her arms, slowly coming down from the incredibly high of pleasure she just brought me to. I lift my head and look down into her eyes. “I’m sorry, Miriam,” I say. I know she told me not to worry about her, but I still feel a little guilty. “I couldn’t hold back. You just…. you felt so good.” On impulse, I press a kiss to her lips. “I love you, Miriam,” I say.

“I love you too, my prince,” she whispers as she returns the kiss. We lay together for a long, tender moment.

“And do not be sorry.” She finally breaks the silence to admonish me. “I’m… relieved that you find me so desirable. I’m honored to bear your child.” She winces slightly as she shifts. The place where we’re joined is all smeared with love juices, but I guess losing her flower still hurt her.

At length, she turns us both onto our sides, gently kissing me again as my softening shaft slips out of her. “Here, I want to show you something. My powers are waning, but I should still be able to manage simple magics for a few days at least.” She gives a short incantation, holding one hand to my head, while the other presses grasps my hand tightly and presses it against her belly. There’s a strange sensation as I feel my senses connected to hers, and both of us are connected to a place deep inside her.

“There, can you feel it?” A thousand tiny dots of light rushed up a long tunnel. “That’s your seed. They’re potent and eager, and heading in the right direction.” She pulls my hand up a short distance, and I can see a white sphere, floating peacefully. “That’s my egg. The magic of our vows block the menses that normal girls get, so until today, I’d never experienced this. This is the first time I’ve ever… ovulated… in my life. I made it… just for you.”

I look down at Miriam’s belly in awe. I feel an intense sense of wonder… and pride. I did that. It’s almost incomprehensible to me. just a couple of hours ago, I knew nothing of sex, or of what the future held for me and the Paladin Maidens. Now, I did something that will make my beloved Miriam grow heavy with my child? It seems almost too wonderful to believe.

My eyes meet hers and I gently caress her cheek with my free hand. I kiss her softly. “I’m glad you made it for me, Miriam,” I say. Even now, I can sense how wonderful and special this is for her. This whole experience is beautiful and magical, and not because of the spell Miriam just cast.

Minutes pass as we watch my seed swim closer to its destination. I let the time pass in silence with Miriam, feeling an odd sense of anticipation as my seed swims closer to her egg. Finally, though, I speak, my voice soft. “Does it bother you that I’ll be doing this with other women, Miriam?” I ask. “That they’ll also be having my children? Most women I’ve met would get jealous about something like that.” I may not be well-versed in the ways of the world, but even I understand that much.

She goes to speak, then stops, thinking. Miriam is honest to a fault, I know. Perhaps she had started to tell a pleasant lie, then caught herself.

“I… suppose I am jealous, in some small way. As I watched you grow, I knew this was a likely outcome. I… fantasized… about scooping you up and spiriting you away. Living together in a small cottage, where you could be all mine, all day long. I could bear you a dozen beautiful children, and they’d care for us as we got old…”

She sighs lightly. “But such is not the way of the world. To do so would be selfish, neglectful… and would doom this world to a painful demise. So we shant. I’ll be just one of your many concubines, and I’ll help you spread your seed to as many Maidens as we need you for. If you begin to fancy other girls over me, I’ll understand.” She lightly kisses me. “But I do hope I always have a special place in your heart, my prince.”

I listen as Miriam speaks, telling me of the fantasy she harbored about me. I’d had no idea she’d felt that way, and the truth is, the alternate future she describes sounds appealing. But she’s right, it’s not one that we can have. It’s not the destiny the gods have in mind for either of us.

Still, I want to reassure her. “You will always have a special place in my heart, Miriam,” I say. “I can’t say that I won’t fancy other girls. But I will always fancy you, as well.” I smile. “How could I not? You’re such a beautiful woman.” I give her another quick kiss. “So very, very beautiful.”

She smiles almost shyly, then gives a small sound of surprise. “Oh. It’s starting!” The spell refocuses to the egg, and already, the fastest of my seed are burrowing their way into the egg’s surface, desperate to be the lucky one. Her breathing is shallow and hot, her cheeks flushed. “Y- you’re about to become a father, my prince. Our first child is about to be conceived.”

I give a soft gasp of awe. Just knowing what’s happening inside her body is very different from seeing it like this. “I’m making you a mother,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. “You’re going to have my baby.” I can hardly believe the words as I say them, but they make me happier than anything ever has in my life.

I press my lips to Miriam’s, kissing her slow and deep, sharing my love and passion with her as the spell makes us both aware of her egg, pulsing peacefully inside her, and my seed, striving ever closer to its goal.

There’s a warm flash of pink light, and she sighs in bliss as my seed finds its mark. Moments later, the egg is dividing, growing, and the new life inside her has begun.

She looks at me with lidded, sultry eyes. “Mmm… thank you, my love. My man. The father of my daughter. My… master. ” She smiles. “Now, our first coupling was for the Goddess. We’ve done our duty.” She draws in a long breath. “This time, it is for us.”

She rolls over on top of me, letting the massive orbs of flesh brush against my face. “For thirty years, I have lived a life of abstinence, suppressing my desire and my womanhood.” Her lower lips, still slick with our love juices, glide up and down my hardening shaft as she bucks her hips. “Now, that life is over. I’m going to indulge every pent up desire I’ve had over those long years, here with you.” She lets out a gasp of joy as my length sheaths inside her. “So don’t hold back, my prince. The learning can come later. For now, give in to the pleasure, and let us drown in lust together.”

(To be continued?)

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/adem13/a_young_prince_comes_of_age_fm_virginity_age_play