Thread: Looking for a story, so simple, so sweet, yet elusive.  (MXF or FutaXF)

Birth's Curse Assassin X Victim Sin sighed as he once again prepared for the sickening work that was his birth right. His name, and his birthright were tied together he was cursed with the duty to his people of being one who takes the life of others. It gave him high prestige among his clansman. However, the shape shifting creature so called 'The Kind' were shown little love outside each other so the duty was all that mattered. Sin was blessed with the ability of quick shifting rare even among his high bloodline, but very useful as most took five to ten minutes to change to even a reasonable degree of their intended however Sin could usually have a perfect look in three minutes. The Kind also had the fortune to be mildly telepathic, and could read the minds of those around them as well as react to that knowledge which afforded the mimicry they did additional boons as they could know how to behave around friends, and confidants even without proper knowledge of the subject which worked well as Sin had no intent in being in this disgusting form for longer than he must. He changed how he moved to the strong walk of a general even only wearing sleeping clothing he held the regal form of the guard captain which afforded him some measure of freedom this night. He moved among the people laughing, and grinning even as the lesser captains made some provocative remarks toward the female cadets. This was normal for these men, and he played along however offering only a polite refusal as he was on kings work this night. The lie coming from the generals mouth was enough to brook no argument just a common salute followed by the men grinning saying more for them. He disliked these people, but when it came to murder it was something he viewed as to easy, and it sickened him to the very core of his being. The form he took was older his belly extending a bit as did his eyes becoming more narrow as well as his nose extending the man was a count from a neighboring province who was on the edge of war already. This move would solidify the war brewing already as well as give an opportunity for one of the great houses to bring down the king to take the place along the crown. Sin's job was simple to kill the King's only daughter. He slipped into her room his face not betraying a hint of how he felt as he gripped the silver blade at his side pulling it from the scabbard. The blade felt like dry ice in his hand the silver wounding him as he gripped the blade as he felt the gut wrenching nausea that came next. Every murder he had ever commited flooded through him with the sickness all done with this blade. Despite all this he made no sount, not even the slightest change as he walked to her bed sliding the blade to cut the sheets to pull them back. Pulling the blade back, he knew his duty was to kill the princess in her sleep something so simple. All that was left was one final lunge forward. ... This story can go a few different ways. Either she wakes up, and begs him to spare her. He may slay the priness only to find a bodyguard attacks him to continue on to more. While escaping from the guard he is deeply wounded, and your character shelters him not knowing what he is.