Hadley Watson sighed as he
looked up at the school clock, just a little longer and they'd be out for the
summer! He pulled out the D & D book he'd used as a basis for tonight's
game. The normal sorcerer gone nuts thing, but with a major twist for his
friends to deal with. He enjoyed making them work for the thrill of winning,
after all if it was real they wouldn't get help from a dungeon master!
The whole idea had come to him
in a dream a few nights ago. That dream still remained in his mind, it had
seemed so real. He had felt as if he'd been in that world during the dream, as
if the characters he'd seen there were far more than figments of his imagination.
He glanced up at the clock with
a grin, it was going to ring any second now. Not only did it mean time to play
with his friends, it also meant time with his girlfriend.
The bell rang and he looked
over to his buddies, Tom Killan, Jimmy Ruiz, Turner Gordan, Rico Nelson, and
Ian Jenson. They had all been friends for years, even through when Tom and
Turner had become big-shot football players.
Both Tom and Turner hung for
the most part with the more popular people in school, other football players
and cheerleaders and such. But Tom had been Haldey's best friend for years and
Hadley trusted him with his life if need be.
"Hey Hadley! Why don't you
play in this game!", Ian laughed at him.
Hadley smirked, he'd always
been the dungeon master....for as long as they'd played. He wondered how he'd
do in a game, but he liked controlling things. He motioned for them to come
over to talk and waited.
Tom Killan was the star
linebacker for Hillson High, although only a sophomore he was already the
leader of the defense. He'd been a skinny, geeky kid until about two years before,
when Mother Nature and a lot of weight lifting had paid off in the muscular
body he now carried. He'd been best friends with the others for his whole
life, and despite his cheerleader girlfriend and yuppie friends he remained
with his oldest buddies. His friends came first......even if it meant putting
up with Hadley's weird imagination.
He'd played in some strange
games over the years with Hadley being in charge. Hell Hadley didn't even use
the guidebooks for their games for more than ideas! Usually he just created
stuff on the fly.
Tom played as a warrior hero,
armed with a magic sword he'd won in combat. The sword's powers were legion
and it protected it's wielder like a thing alive. He'd been in the game for
years as the warrior, and as such his character had become quite powerful. He
still enjoyed playing even if it made his girlfriend roll her eyes at the
mere mention of it. The only thing that bothered him was losing....he just
couldn't handle losing in the game, especially if it was because of his own
stupidity.
Rico Nelson was a slim guy that
excelled in cross-country and various field events. His one true love in life
was archery however, hence the fact that his role-playing character was an
archer with a powerful energy bow. Rico tended to get himself into trouble
during the course of their games as his imagination tended to lag behind the
others. Only the fact that Hadley was his best friend had kept him alive in
most games....although in some he teamed with Ian's sorcerer character.
Rico had grown pretty close to
Hadley in the years since they'd first met. Mainly because they shared a love
for these games. But they were also both outcasts in school, and as such they
tended to stick together.
Rico was friends with the other
players, but not nearly as close as he was to Hadley. Although he had become
friendlier with Ian after the older boy had saved him from getting pounded by
three seniors a few months before.
Jimmy Ruiz was an artist,
although not a very good one by his standards. His mind was filled with
fantastic images of creatures and people, but his meager artistic skills
didn't allow him to express those images as he would love to. In the game he
played as a centaur with shape-shifting powers. His imagination and quick wits
allowed him to use his character's powers in ways that usually saved him from
certain defeat. But despite all of his intelligence he tended to yield to Ian
or Turner on decision-making.
That was his greatest weakness
in real life as well. He'd constantly given in to his father about not going
into art as a career. While Jimmy loved to draw and knew he was talented
enough to make a living he just couldn't bring himself to oppose his father.
Hadley had pushed him to try
and get into an art school, but Jimmy had been non-commital. And love was
something he just didn't have any skill in chasing. He'd only been with one
girl in his life, and that had been a friend of his sister.
For Jimmy the real world was
something he longed to escape. A way to become something and someone beckoned
from the worlds he drew.
Turner Gordon was in most
respects the All-American boy. He was the starting quarterback and perhaps
the most popular guy in school.....especially with the ladies. He'd been
friends with Tom since they were kids, thus he'd also become friends with
Hadley and the rest. There were times he wondered about playing this game, was
he too old for something like this? But he enjoyed the games as much as
anyone, even if right now he was using a character that he didn't really
like.
Turner hated the fact that his
character was a beautiful woman, even if she was a powerful healer as well.
Too often he'd forget the sex of his character and blunder into situations
fatal to women not well armed. Only the fact that Tom and him usually teamed
together kept his healer from getting killed. He wouldn't mind starting over
with a new character but to do so would make him forfeit all the experience
points his character had collected to this point in their game.
And there was the factor that
he was playing with a female character. That bugged him more than he liked to
admit. He knew Hadley liked to throw gender transforms into the game, for a
change of pace Hadley always said.
But there were times when
Turner almost felt like he was being homosexual in playing a female character.
He'd begged Hadley to change his healer to male form but Hadley refused,
saying it would ruin the game to have no females in the party.
Ian Jenson was the troublemaker
of the bunch, always getting into fights with someone due to his quick
temper. But a little over three years ago he'd been invited by Hadley to join
their gaming group and it allowed him to escape all the problems of his own
life. He played a sorcerer in the game, one of great power and knowledge.
While he used the character's magic well he tended to rush into
confrontations and get wounded. He'd never totally lost his temper during a
game, although he'd almost gotten into a fight with Tom a few years ago over a
girl they were both dating at the time.
Unlike the others Ian lived in
the middle of town, a high-crime district. He'd first met Hadley in a class
they'd shared and had quickly become friends with the dreamer. Ian sometimes
wished that he could become the sorcerer that he portrayed in the games.
Even if it was only in fun he
loved being important during the game. His character was awesomely powerful
and he basked in having the others depend on him.
For all their differences they
had remained together for years. That was the part Hadley liked the most,
while most of his friends had grown into snobs that acted as if he were slime
these guys all still respected him.
Even Tom and Turner remained
his buddies, despite their popularity in school.
"The usual time?",
Tom asked while walking past Hadley with his girlfriend Kim.
"Yeah, I'm planning on
making this one a game to remember. I've been researching it for weeks!",
Hadley said with a beaming grin. Tom's girl, Kim, chuckled,
"Hadley, I don't know what Christy sees in you.".
Hadley deflated with those
words, he loved Christy will all his heart but constantly feared that she would
leave him for someone better-looking. Christy was everything he
wasn't....namely funny, gorgeous, popular, and wealthy. They'd met a year ago
at a school dance when Tom had forced him to introduce himself to Christy.
Tom saw his buddy's face fall
and he growled, "Probably what a vain little bitch like you doesn't
Kim!".
Kim turned with a look of shock
that Tom had just spoken that way and stormed off without saying anything
else.
Tom sighed as he watched he go,
she was a pain in the ass sometimes but he did have feelings for her.
Hadley clapped his much larger
friend on the back, "Sorry about that Tom, I shouldn't have....", he
started.
Tom groaned, "You didn't
do anything Hadley, Kim's just been....stressed lately. As for that, if she
insults any of my friends I'll do the same thing. Don't worry about it, I'll
be over tonight.".
Hadley waved as Tom walked off
then he saw Christy walking towards him.
"And how is the most
beautiful woman in the world today?", he asked teasingly.
She hugged him warmly,
"This girl is ready for some fun! You up for a trip to the lake?".
"Tonight?", he asked
with a frown.
Christy frowned, "Most
guys would drop everything to go up there with a girl.".
Hadley kissed her, "I
didn't mean anything like that Chris....you know that. It's just...well me and
the guys are role-playing tonight.".
She smiled at that, "I
understand oh mighty dungeonmaster! I'll assume you'll be up for the lake
tomorrow night?", she asked.
"You know I will! Until
then...", he pulled her close then.
He kissed her, this time with
the passion she roused in him. When their mouths parted with an audible pop
both of them grinned. "I'll pick you up at work tomorrow!", she
called while walking to her car.
Hadley watched her go, enjoying
the wiggle of her butt under her skirt. She was so gorgeous that just seeing
her made him forget all his problems.
Hadley saw Jimmy waiting for
him, a wide grin on his face as he watched Hadley get into his car.
"What are you smiling
at?", Hadley chuckled while sitting down.
"Looks like you'll be
scoring tomorrow night!", Jimmy laughed while peeling out.
Later that afternoon Hadley
examined the scenario he'd created for this game. An evil sorcerer named
Terold had claimed the kingdom and they were trying to liberate it. The
creatures were no different than usual, but the sorcerer's power was
formidable. This would be one of the longest games they'd ever played....if
everything worked out as he expected.
It seemed strange to him how
this idea had come to him. He'd actually dreamed of this world one night, of
all the people and places he'd put into the game. It had all seemed so
strange, so real that it made him a little nervous.....was he losing it? With
a girlfriend like Christy he was dreaming about sorcerers and creatures!?
The guys all trickled in within
the course of the next few hours and by six-thirty they were ready to start.
As he'd expected it took the guys a few hours to find the castle of the
sorcerer.....and as he'd expected Tom and Ian both rushed into battle with
their foe. He had them turned into nymphs by the sorcerer and immediately saw
both Tom and Ian growl in rage that they were out of the game. They both
stormed out of the room, Tom to watch Star Trek and Ian to play a video game
in an attempt to calm down.
Hadley sighed as they left the
room normally he rewarded that kind of strategy but he'd hinted very strongly
that this sorcerer was too powerful for anything but a majority to combat. But
as usual Tom and Ian wanted to pound anything that their characters came
across.
The two continued to grumble at
their character's fates since they were out of the game until someone
restored their players. Worse was the fact that their now nymph players were
subject to the Dungeonmaster's (Hadley's) control.
Rico's character would have
been seduced by the two nymphs if Turner's female healer hadn't used her
limited mind magics to control him until the nymphs were rendered unconscious.
Jimmy's centaur had little
interest in sex with anything but a centauress. The threesome left were the
wisest of the five players, as they used their limited powers to full
advantage. They defeated the sorcerer with a decapitation by the centaur and
upon his death Tom and Ian's characters were restored for the next game.
Tom was still pissed when they
gathered later to watch Star Trek, a rerun of course.
"Man those Borg are
cool!", Ian grinned. Jimmy sneered, "Kirk and Spock would have
beaten them, Picard's a wuss!".
Hadley laughed, "Yeah! How
come Riker gets all the dangerous stuff! Kirk never let Spock beam down
alone!', he grinned.
Tom growled, "Kirk would
have been blown apart by the Borg already! He was a glory-happy idiot who
wouldn't run when he was outclassed!".
Rico jumped up, "Bull! He
was able to get them out of battles worse than this! Spock would have already
beaten them!", he yelled in defense.
Turner teased, "You're
just mad cause your invulnerable warrior got turned into a nymph and that took
you out of the game.", he chided.
"Damn right! Just cause my
guy is brave enough to tackle that sorcerer you turned him into a girl!",
Tom yelled at Hadley.
"Not a girl, a nymph, and
you should work as a team to defeat anybody that powerful. Your guy got
restored, what's the big deal?", Hadley asked with a shrug.
"I'm tired of getting
screwed just because I've got some balls!", Tom growled.
Ian felt a breeze and frowned,
"Who opened the window?".
A wind tore through the house
suddenly as a rip opened in reality itself. All six boys sat stunned as it
widened enough to begin pulling on them. "What the
helllll....", Tom screamed as he was yanked in. Despite all his size and
stength he had been pulled through as easily as a leaf might have been.
Ian and Turner were pulled
through next, then Rico and Jimmy who'd been holding onto furniture.
Hadley held onto the door frame as his friends were sucked inside. His arms
felt as if they were breaking as the suction slowly increased. His clothes
tore and objects were bouncing all around him...but they weren't being sucked
through...only the people! Finally his weakened fingers could hold no more and
he was pulled into the hole as easily as the others. As he tumbled into the
shimmering hole he prayed that he might somehow live through this. His last
thoughts were of Christy as he fell through the rift....would he ever see her
again?
Chapter 2-- Awakenings
Hadley woke lying in a field
along with a woman. She was gorgeous...and seemed more than willing. Her
large breasts were hovering just above his face but he was more concerned
with other areas. She was astride him from the feel of his penis inside her.
He didn't stop long enough to realize that he was different until after the
woman got up and swayed to the waters nearby.
He looked down at his naked
body....and gasped in awe. His still erect penis was HUGE!! There was no way
this was his body...yet who else could it be? He rose on powerful, muscular
legs and flexed his massive arms. The strength he felt was intoxicating, far
greater than his normal sixteen year old body. He ran to the river and stared
at his reflection in the still waters. He was sporting a beard and seemed
twenty-five at least! He looked up and saw the woman bathing naked in the
lake and grinned. Then he thought of Christy....had he just cheated on her?
But this body wasn't his....perhaps this woman was married to this
body....after all the attraction he felt for her was almost overpowering. He
turned his attention away from her for a moment to examine the massive body he
now possessed. He was far larger than even Tom now! When he saw the woman
smile at him as she washed he smiled, this dream life had it's benefits.
****************************************
Tom was lying on a bed in what
seemed a hotel. He sat up and saw that he was much taller, and nothing like
his old self. He gasped in utter shock at his ebony skin, he'd turned into a
black man! And as he looked at himself and his much larger muscles he
realized that somehow he'd become a mountainous man. He managed to look away
from himself to search the room...and saw a huge sword lying on a table before
him. The sword seemed to hum with power as he reached towards it...and he
could almost feel the call of the blade in his mind. He picked it up in
wonder and instantly felt the power it conveyed. In his own body he wouldn't
even be able to lift such a weapon, but now he was a massive barbarian. He
pinched himself and knew this was no dream, somehow he was now the character
that he'd created to play in Hadley's games!!
"This can't be
real.", he whispered to himself.
But even that act only
confirmed that he was no longer who he'd been. His voice was much deeper and
more mature than before.
He heard voices from the
hallway and frowned, he needed to find some clothes and get out of this place.
Maybe the others were close, if they were even alive!
Then it hit Tom, the others
might be as changed as himself! How could he recognize them if they were
changed into their characters!?
Tom found the leather tunic
that his new body had worn before. There were two tears in the chest....from
his character's change into a nymph! Apparently nymphs were quite
large-breasted to tear asunder his tunic in such a manner!
The bewildered man pulled it on
and strapped the sword to his side. The first thing that had to be done was
to find the others. He exited the room to see huge-breasted women all
around...and all naked, he was in a brothel!
Tom cursed in disapppointment,
if he was going to be thrown into his character's life he would certainly
have wanted it to be last night! Then he thought about that for a
moment....his character had been a nymph. A terrible thought occurred to him,
maybe he hadn't been screwing these lovlies....he'd BEEN one of them!
Still groggy and dazed in shock
he didn't even notice the men drawing close.
"Kill the bastard!",
one howled, "He's some sort of shape-shifter! I was getting ready to make
love to this wonderful nymph when she changed into him!".
"Wait!", Tom
screamed, "I didn't do anything! I'm not even this guy!".
"We don't take freaks
around here!", a red-haired man snapped while charging.
Tom almost jumped in suprise as
the man swung wildly at him, what was happening....why did they want to kill
him!? Then he felt the blade on his hip begin to vibrate, almost as if it
wanted to leap to his defense
Tom pulled out the sword but
knew nothing about swordplay. The sword itself seemed to move to block the
assassin's thrust. It then twirled and sliced the man nearly in two.
Tom stared in horror at the
dead man at his feet, unable to believe what he'd done. He'd just murdered a
man, even if the sword indeed had done the slaying he had drawn it. He could
only look down as the man's blood seeped into the floorboards....he'd never
seen someone die, and now he'd done the killing. Even more shocking was that
his blade had ripped through muscle and bone like butter.
While he stood in shock the
other four men surrounded him but again the sword acted on it's own to save
him. Energy erupted from the blade and destroyed all four utterly before Tom
could even move.
He retched at the fried corpses
and lay still for a moment, unable to conceive what had just occured. He'd
just killed five men....killed. The bile moved into his throat as he smelled
the burned flesh of his victims, killing people in role-playing had never
bothered him.....but now he was actually looking at those he'd slain....and it
made him sick. This wasn't play anymore, somehow it was all real now...and
that meant he could die himself.
He heard a crowd moving towards
the battle site, not wishing to be arrested he loped off into the nearby
forest. He ran into the forest praying that he wouldn't need the blade again.
As he crouched in the bushes and watched the corpses hauled out of the
whorehouse he started sobbing. This was nothing like what he'd always
imagined....this was too real.
***********************************
Turner came slowly back to reality. He
found his eyes looking up into the night, but....something...was wrong...very
wrong. A hand, not his own, squeezed his breasts....breasts!
Turner sat up in the woman's
body he now possessed. A burly man was grinning as he looked at him...her.
She threw off the man and ran naked towards the...forest!? Where the hell was
he..and why was he a woman!?
His breasts were bouncing
painfully with the awkward running. The desperation he felt was beyond words.
To be a woman was bad enough, but also to be nude and in the middle of a
forest!
The nude man he...she had
escaped bolted from the camp and tackled her painfully.
"Now my little healer you
will let me taste that luscious body!", he growled.
Turner felt helpless as the man
pinned her arms. He knew exactly what the rough warrior would do to this
body. She struggled wildly as he moved towards entering her sex.
All his life Turner had been
strong, capable of defending himself. Now something had changed him into a
buxom woman who could only scream as the man pawed her naked body.
If only he wasn't so damn weak
and the rapist so strong! That thought raced through her mind...and instantly
something happened.
Energy seemed to buzz through
her and into the man, who shrank down to her size and saw his muscles grow
tiny. Turner hurled the man off her nude form and saw the now skinny weakling
crash unconscious to the ground.
She staggered to her feet and
pulled off the man's clothing. It didn't fit even after much alteration but at
least it covered her new anatomy.
She looked down and gasped, the
clothes had become a very tiny thong and halter! Her boobs were only barely
contained and her buttocks were very visible as the thong only covered her
groin then went right up between the cheeks of her ass. She looked again at
herself and whistled, if Turner was himself this body would give him a boner!
This body reminded him of his girlfriend Pamela, only he had bigger breasts
than she did! Just walking around was an adventure with her much wider hips
and round ass....not to mention the constant jiggle of her seemingly huge
breasts. Worst was the absence of male genitals...it almost felt like he had
nothing between his..or was it her....legs. But he knew that there was
something down there and eventually he'd have to look, to face the
alterations in his body.
But the first thing to do was
find the others. If he'd been transformed into a woman then maybe they had as
well. But then again, this form seemed to have used a power his healer had
possessed in the game. He looked around and saw a small pond and raced to it,
ignoring the breasts this time.
He knelt and could only gape at
the gorgeous blonde woman staring back at him. She was stunning! And this
mirror woman was the very image of what Jimmy had sketched Turner's healer to
look like!
"I've become
Erlanee!", he gasped in the feminine voice this body possessed, "But
how!?".
Turner rose in shock. Erlanee
was just a character! Now somehow he was trapped in her luscious female body
and also in her very dangerous world. He needed to find one of the others
quick, even if they'd become their characters as well.
*****************************************
Rico was fighting when he
jumped into the body. His acrobatic archer was real and he was inside the body!
For a moment he was overjoyed as his dream became real. He was the mighty
archer he'd always wanted to be. But he let himself be distracted by the
change just long enough for someone to knock him cold with a mace!
He fell to the dirt with a
thud, blood trickling from his head.
"I wanted him
alive!", a bandit snapped at his comrade.
"He's still breathin'
ain't he!", the other growled back, "After he stopped us from
kidnapping those ladies we should kill him!".
The first bandit grinned,
"I've got plans for this one.".
He woke some hours later to
find the body he wore the only one of his army to have survived. A group of
men were talking about him so he used his now sharp hearing to listen in.
"Let's take him in for
ransom!", one grinned.
"You know the Rules would
change him to fit that one!", another snorted.
"Sure that's why we should
do it!", the first man grinned wider while holding his hands out to
indicate a huge bosom.
"Yes.", the leader
growled, "Even if they pay the ransom he will be in no shape to fight
again!", the tall man howled in laughter, "Although his new shape
will be good for a lot of other things!".
The leader approached the
groggy Rico, "Archer! I and my fellows will hold you for ransom. Let the
Rules be invoked!", he yelled to the sky.
There was a crack like
lightning striking and Rico could tell that he was altered totally. He saw the
full breasts of this new shape, the golden hair spilling onto the boobs. The
new sex between silky smooth thighs.
The leader cupped one heavy
breast and laughed into Rico's face. As they carried her off she could feel
these mysterious Rules lowering her intelligence.
Things that had seemed simple
to her started getting harder. Even thinking clearly took effort! A part of
her wanted to just accept this and become the mindless woman these men
wanted.
A huge man then broke into the
clearing and growled, "Let the woman go!".
The leader of the men tossed
Rico to the ground rather painfully as he pulled his sword and raced to help
his friends against the knight. It became apparent quickly that the bandits
were hopelessly overmatched.
The three kidnappers who
attacked the knight were dead in moments and he drew closer to Rico's new
form. She swooned as her hero approached, she was already madly in love with
him. A small part of Rico knew that something was being done to him, but the
woman he'd become didn't care.
"My lord! Thank you for
saving me!", Rico heard herself gasp in relief as the man moved closer.
The man smiled and eyed her
impressive female body, "Think nothing of it my dear. But these woods are
no place for a woman, especially one as lovely as yourself. Would you mind me
taking you back to my home?", he asked gallantly.
Rico wanted to refuse but heard
herself coo sexily, "I would be honored my lord. I owe you my life after
all.".
The hero scooped her up and
kissed her deeply. She smiled at her love as they went back to his castle.
Inside the woman's mind a small part of Rico fought against the feelings
assaulting him. But when her hero carried her into his bedchambers all of her
past was briefly dulled by the strange Rules.
**********************************
Jimmy woke standing up...high
above the ground. He gaped at the centaur he'd become. For a moment he just
stared at his altered body wondering how all of this could be possible! This
was the centaur form favored by his character Braxil. But...how....what
could change him into this!?
In panic he wished to be human
and instantly his flesh was back in a normal human shape! It all seemed like
a dream he realized while shaking his head. But there was nowhere to wake to,
this was somehow reality.
His thoughts were suddenly
interrupted by the sound of women laughing from nearby. He managed to shake
off his shock and walk towards the sounds. When he cleared some bushes he
suddenly saw nymphs playing in a pond nearby. He thought they looked so gorgeous
and a grin spread as he wanted to join those lovlies.
His body took this as a
shape-request and altered him into a nymph! Jimmy forgot about anything except
being a nymph. With no will his power could not manifest. She slipped into
the waters alongside the other nymphs and played mindlessly. Then she heard a
woman yell at her and she turned in curiousity.
A tall woman snorted in disgust
at him in the nymph's shape. She took over Jimmy's body and returned it to
his normal centaur form.
He looked down at himself in
wonder and patted himself to make sure he was indeed male again. He could
still remember the wild lusts that he'd felt as a nymph, the feelings of
being female. A small part of him would actually miss the simple nature of
nymph life he realized.
"You idiot!", the
woman yelled, "You know whatever form you're in has different Rules! If I
hadn't helped my fiance would be a nymph forever!", she said in exasperation,
"And I don't think we could get married with you being a sex-crazed
little slut!".
"Sorry.", was all
Jimmy could think to say. He still had no idea where he was...or even WHO he
was! For now he figured that this woman was his best chance to get any
information...he couldn't afford to alienate her.
"And I wish you would stay
human, that centaur body isn't right for me! I gave you the power to
shape-change so that we could be a couple!", the woman railed.
Jimmy concentrated and was a
human male again, although he was naked.
"Let's make love now
before you do something stupid!", she snorted.
"No. I need to get
better....acquainted.", he said.
"Rules invoke!", the
woman growled and Jimmy was instantly a full-breasted woman of stunning
beauty.
"You used magic to
transform me!", he....she yelled while running his bewildered hands over
the strange female shape he now possessed, "Why change me into a woman!?
All I did was change into a nymph by mistake!".
The woman looked at him in
confusion, "I used no magic, you violated the Rules so I invoked the
penalty! If I had not they would have found our charred skeletons roasting in
the largest crater!", she yelled in puzzlement."There is something
different about you.", she said while peering close.
"Obviously!", Jimmy
chuckled while cupping his breasts, "Quit a few somethings!".
"No, not the body.",
she mused. Then he eyes widened and she gasped, "You are not my love
Braxil!", she yelled in fear then turned to run assuming him to be a
demon or something similar.
"Wait!", Jimmy's
high, female voice called, "I'm from another world! This Braxil was a
character I used in a game.", he..she said in explanation.
"You are a
godling!?", she said in doubt, "I would think a godling would choose
to appear as a better form than Braxil's!".
"No. Just a guy who found
himself in your lover's body.", he....she cupped the breasts again,
"How long will this last?", Jimmy questioned, "Not that I'm
saying this is totally unpleasant but I'd kind of like to be a man again
someday.".
"One day. But...you will
be under a woman's Rules.", the taller woman remarked, "Although as
with Braxil you will be partially immune to those mental changes. Just as I am
not affected by them.".
"How can this be
happening!?", Jimmy howled in anguish, "I'm not from this world! I've
got a home, and people that will be worried about me.".
The tall beauty concentrated
and stared wide-eyed at her companion, "You speak true! I can find no sign
of my love's mind in that flesh...and your memories are of another
world!", she said in awe, "I have never heard of such wonders! Even
the sorcerers speak little of worlds beyond our own.".
"Tell me of
these...Rules.", Jimmy mused, "Are they why my clothes just shrank
into tiny strips?".
"Call me Treala, ot Tree
as....Braxil did.", the woman sighed seemingly near tears by the loss of
her lover.
"Okay Tree. How did these
Rules come to be? I've never heard of them in the games I've played with
Hadley.", he asked while trying not to touch his briefly altered body.
"The Rules were imprinted
into our world long ago by a great wizard who'd tired of progress in people and
magic. They keep the women from rising in society or men from letting them
rise. As a man you will be under Rules to accept any woman's proposal of sex.
Any decline of such offer, as you did earlier, results in the man temporarily
becoming a woman. As a woman you must wear next to nothing and be
servile!", she snorted, apparently not liking the Rules anymore than
Jimmy.
Jimmy smirked, "You don't
seem too servile.".
Tree grinned, "My power
protects me. It is my birthright from my mother. She was a powerful sorceress
who wanted to ensure I never had to endure a slave's life as most women do in
this world."
Jimmy sat on his female
buttocks and watched Tree walk away. Were he a man she would seem a lovely
thing, as it was he sat in a woman's shape wondering how Tree had made such
lovely outfits.
Tree walked back over to
him...her..and grinned, "Tomorrow you will be restored my strange friend,
and then will I seduce you!", she chuckled, "After all I know much
about that body!".
"I feel so strange!",
Jimmy growled, "Here you are...one of the most beautiful women I've ever
met and you're practically naked....yet I don't feel any lustful urges. God!
I'm so confused!", she groaned while burying her face in her hands and
sobbing.
Tree seemed stunned,
"You....cry!? Braxil never would, not even as a woman! I fear your
unfamiliarity with this world might make you very vulnerable. I'm glad you
are male most of the time, as a female you would be a slave within
days.".
"We must find my friends
Tree. If I'm here they must be as well.", Jimmy said while stopping her
tears.
Tree allowed her mental powers
to cast about and she frowned, "I sense some of them. Their minds seem
as alien as your own. I fear others will likely be less trusting than
I.". Tree walked into the forest as she led the way.
Jimmy got up and swayed off
herself, awaiting the moment he would be a man once more.
****************************
Ian found himself in a much
darker place...namely a dungeon! He realized he was an older man now, nearly
fifty in fact! But being in this body had clarified his thinking drastically.
He knew the chains he was bound with would rebound his spells onto
himself...yet they were also his deliverance. The Rules, which he somehow new,
would rebound any transformation spell...as would his manacles. He'd somehow
gained the vast intelligence and powers of the sorcerer who he used in their
role-playing game. He needed only wait for someone to come to him, then he
would be free of this dungeon.....but where was he? He only wished that he'd
gained the sorcerer's memories as well.
"Who are you?", he
asked a man chained to the wall across from him.
The man frowned, "Nurth?
Have you lost your mind! I'm Frendal, the knight that defended you against
Terold's guards.
Ian frowned,
"Terold....that name seems familiar.", he mused.
Frendal snorted, "It
should! You've been his vizier for years....until he claimed you betrayed him!
What's wrong with you....I know that guard didn't hit you that hard!".
Ian heard footsteps and said
softly, "I am not your friend Nurth, somehow I am in his body. Now remain
silent, the guard is coming and I have a plan."
A tall, burly guard rumbled in
and greeted each prisoner with a brutal slap. Ian found his lip cut and his
nose bleeding after the man hit him. He concentrated on the man and released
a transformation spell. The Rules invoked instantly and the spell rebounded
back to him....until the manacles were able to rebound it back to the
original target.
The guard was instantly a buxom
blonde maiden. Ian hypnotized the stunned former man into unlocking the
chains...although he left the manacles on, as they allowed him to transform
people.
Ian watched the Rules invoke
upon the new woman. The male uniform shrank into a tiny loincloth and halter
and her intelligence was reduced greatly. She still knew horror at the
transformation into a woman but was now stupid and growing very, very horny.
"Tell me where I
am.", Ian said firmly to her.
The newly female guard spat at
him in response.
"You know I might have
restored you if you'd answered. A shame.", he said with a smirk, "I
suppose you'll be very popular looking like that though. Maybe your old
comrades would like a roll in the hay.".
Frendal grinned, "Nurth
you never cease to amaze me! Now get me free of these manacles.".
Ian blasted the chains apart
with a spell and then mused, "Do you know a way out of this
castle?".
"Yeah....but I'm not
going.", Frendal said firmly.
"Are you mad!?", Ian asked,
"You'll be killed for escaping!".
"No. See you'll change me
into what that guard used to look like. When the guards come they'll see me
detaining this woman. I'll merely tell them that she seduced me and freed
Frendal and Nurth before I could stop them. Maybe I can even infiltrate
Terold's private guards.", Frendal said.
"I'll tell them that you
ARE Frendal!", the buxom former guard howled, "Then they'll have your
head on a pike before dawn!".
"No you won't.", Ian
said while casting a spell onto her, "You'll do anything Frendal says. And
I've blocked you from speaking of our escape."
"Your spells can't stop me
from screaming!", the new woman howled.
"Shut up and stand
there.", Frendal said firmly.
The female guard closed her
mouth and dropped her hands to her side. As told she couldn't speak nor move.
"Thank you Nurth.",
Frendal said while extending a hand, "As always you've proven a useful
ally!".
Ian shook his hand with a grin,
"The name is Ian. As I've said this is not my body. I'm from another
dimension, in fact all of this is a game there.".
Frendal sighed, "Nurth I
have not the time for your jokes. Now get moving before the wizards arrive,
your powers should allow you to easily escape.".
Ian looked down at the woman
he'd made of the guard, "As for you...well I'm sure some of the other
guards will love you."
He left her sobbing in his cell
and sneaked down the halls. He used a spell of invisibilty and strode easily
out of the dungeons. He passed some of the lower rooms and could almost feel
the magic of the various objects as he passed them by. He dared not go near
Terold himself, until he'd adjusted to this world it would be suicide to
battle a sorcerer like that. Now he remembered that name, it had been the
name of the powerful sorcerer Hadley had created for their game.
That made him think. This world
was no game, that much his new powers let him know. Deadly and more than
capable of capturing even the strongest amongst them this world was fearsome.
And the treatment of women here made him want to start a revolution.
Yet despite all of the evil
things of this world one thing made him smile. He was somebody here, not Ian
the loser or the trouble-maker. Here he was Nurth, a powerful sorcerer
capable of altering reality itself!
After watching how terrible the
Rules were for women he vowed to never let anyone make him a girl. He looked
out a window and saw the dark night stretched out before him. The creatures of
magic were easily spotted by one with his powers. He knew the Rules and
hundreds of spells, most of which were against the Rules. His vow seemed
terribly hard to keep with dozens of ways the Rules or some creature could
change you. He let his power propel him out the window and into the night.
The feeling of flight was amazing he realized as he soared like a bird
through the night. He looked at the few people that dared the darkness on this
night, what with the creatures that roamed through the night. He suddenly
felt a presence near him and he immedietly started to look about for whatever
he sensed.
A bat flapped up alongside and
gave him the once over. The bat suddenly became a very sexy woman who fell
into his arms. He had to concentrate quickly to keep from falling to the forest
below then coughed, "Umm..miss, I uh...", he tried to protest.
"The night is for my
kind.", she cooed while revealing her fangs with a toothy smile,
"Only a brave human dares wander about.".
"Yes.", Ian smiled in
return, "You do seem well sated , why bother with me.", he asked
softly.
"I like wizards!",
she giggled, "Usually I serve as a test subject for a sorcerer down that
way.", she said while pointing south.
She saw Ian's puzzled
expression and grinned, "Wizards can't transform humans but those races
touched by magic are another matter!".
She reached down and put Ian's
hand on her full breast. He smiled then kissed her while lowering them to the
ground. She immedietly pressed her naked body against him and grinned while
running her hands over his chest.
"You realize that I'm a
little older than you.", Ian said while indicating his middle-aged body.
"Not unless you're
two-hundred years old.", the vampiress said with a smile, "Besides
you're still plenty young to have a good time."
Ian allowed her to kiss him
again then they laid on the ground and began to make love.
The vampiress seemed to enjoy
sex more than blood and cooed happily into his ear after they finished,
"The other wizard turns me into a Harlot before taking me, my vampire
state seems to frighten him greatly.", she smirked.
"I can't imagine
why!", he chuckled, "I was afraid for a minute when you started
kissing my neck.".
The vampiress laughed, "As
I told you...I've already fed tonight. Besides I like you, and I never drain
anyone I like!".
Ian smiled, "I'm glad to
hear that."
Ian made a shelter out of a
nearby tree and settled down. The vampiress strode naked into the night and
began to change to bat again.
"Wait!", Ian yelled.
She reversed the change and
turned, "Yes?", she asked with a grin, "Want to go
again?".
"I never found out your
name.", he said sheepishly.
"Lasinea.", she
smiled, "Or just Sin for short. Don't worry lover, we WILL meet
again!", she laughed then became a bat again and floated away into the
dark.
Ian watched her go for a time
then fell into sleep, ignoring the dangers of the night. He'd just made love to
a vampire.....what other craziness did this world hold. As he drifted into
slumber he wondered what his parents would think about having a vampiress for
their daughter-in-law.
Chapter 3--Deals
In a castle many miles away
from Ian a figure sat in his chair grinning broadly.
He looked up when his two
servants walked in, both very nervous for some reason.
"What is it?", the
man asked them.
"My......my lord Tultern. Prince
Trax has arrived.", one of the men said as the other quaked in fear.
Tultern grinned,
"Excellent, tell him to enter.....and you two return to me in a few hours
with Hadon...I have a mission for the three of you.".
The servants walked out even as
a young man walked in wearing the insignia of King Terold.
"Tultern. I have come as
you requested. How goes our plan?", Prince Trax asked.
"All has gone as I
planned!", he laughed as his lackey grinned.
"You WANT these creatures
running loose in the kingdom?", Prince Trax said in wonder.
"Of course.", Tultern
said in low tones. "They are confused and distraught by their new bodies,
with a push by someone of royal authority they would topple the king for
us.", he said calmly.
"Me?", Trax said
nervously.
"No. The king has reason
to doubt your loyalty. Your older brother, Prince Berton, is easily roused to
anger and then could be killed by our 'allies'.", the man grinned
fiercely.
"Killed! But....I have no
wish to see Benton dead!", Trax cried.
"I will not have him
killed Trax, merely.....altered.", the dread one smiled wickedly.
"Into what?", Trax
questioned.
"A nymph...perhaps a
Harlot if I feel charitable!", the man laughed.
"A woman!?", Trax
choked and then felt strange...as if his chest had just jiggled! He looked down
to see himself sporting breasts and now totally female. "Why have you
changed me!?", he/she screeched in a woman's voice.
"Do not dare to question
me, I could leave you like that. In my castle the Rules do not apply but the
moment you step outside you will become sex-crazed and very dumb.", he
threatened.
"I....I'm sorry
Tultern!", Trax gasped as he realized his new sex. Two men seized her
roughly from behind before she could move, "What is the meaning of
this!?", she snarled while struggling.
"Take her just beyond the
drawbridge, let her see what will happen should she question me again.",
Tultern said as they led the stunned Trax away.
After a few moments the guards
returned with the woman Trax now was. She was dressed in only a loincloth and
halter now and seemed frightened out of her wits.
"I take it you didn't like
your experience?", Tultern chuckled.
Trax howled, "This is how
you treat an ally!? Perhaps I should go to father!".
A gesture and the female Trax
shrank to doll size. The man scooped up the tiny nude woman and put her
before his face.
Trax gulped as he/she stood on
the man's hand. Not only was he now a woman but so tiny that death was a
moment away if the man wanted it. She quivered in fear wondering why she'd ever
begun working with this madman.
"Little
prin....cess", the man sneered, "You are very lovely, perhaps I could
use you as bait against your brother!", he laughed, "After all
Benton has quite the roving eye for the ladies!".
The buxom, doll-sized woman
covered her groin and whined, "Please! Turn me back! I'm sorry I doubted
you!", she sobbed.
"Fine. Now you know my
power. The Rules do not affect my castle or myself due to the special spell
rebounding metals. I can transform you into a Harlot and enslave you. This will
indeed be your fate if you fail me at all!", the sorcerer sneered,"
Or perhaps you enjoyed your brief trip outside? Did the life of a Harlot
intrigue you?".
Trax looked at his large round
breasts and realized the truth of the man's words. He could leave the dread
sorcerer Tultern's castle as a future king or as a Harlot who would bounce her
breasts for any man.
"You are my lord
Tultern!", she bowed in submission. She only prayed that her submission
might urge Tultern into restoring her true male form.
A wave restored Trax to male
form as the sorcerer smiled evilly, "Now let all the pieces move into
place! Soon you will be king and I your very powerful ally!", he
laughed.
Trax smiled but was inwardly
afraid, he'd been made a woman and the memory of that body's feelings
remained. Tultern's insane laugh echoed throughout the castle, his own
private fortress against the power of the Rules.
Prince Trax wasn't sure about
anything now, he'd betrayed his father and his brother to the sorcerer. And
while he cared not a whit for his father.....Benton and he had always been
close. Both of them had shared a common enemy for years....their father. Now
he'd betrayed Benton as well, soon his older brother would be as female as
Trax himself had so briefly been. He brooded about his choices as he awaited
word of Tultern's plans.
*****************************
King Terold stood in rage as
one of his guards informed him of Nurth's escape.
"What!? You mean to tell
me he just walked out....and none of you could stop him!?", Terold spat at
the guard.
"It....it seems a young
woman seduced one of the guards and then freed Nurth and Fendlan. We have her
in the dungeons even now.", the guard said.
"Come with me, I must
examine this woman myself!", the King snapped while storming from the
throne room.
King Terold strode down his
halls, rage at the escape of the wizard Nurth making him irrational. He'd
ensured that the wizard was chained in spell reversing metal chains. He just
couldn't understand how anyone could have freed the sorcerer so easily. Then
there was the other matter....the six souls that he'd sensed invade this world.
His own wizards were panicked about those souls who had supposedly come
through from another world. He snorted in frustration, were the very Rules
being tossed aside now!
How could Nurth have used his
powers without a backlash? Then he frowned even as he entered the dungeons.
He could feel magic about the woman that was chained to the wall...and he could
see who she'd been.
"Nurth!", he growled
in rage, "You incompetent fools! Nurth turned your own comrade into this
woman! I should kill all of you for allowing him free!".
The guards blanched for two
reasons. One was the fact that the lovely woman they'd been groping for hours
was one of their own transformed. The second was that Terold had been known to
vaporize people for the slightest error.
The captain of the guard, a
towering man named Gunner walked forward, "I take full responsibilty sire.
My men should have been better trained. Allow me the task of hunting down
Nurth.", he said while going to one knee.
Terold thought for a moment,
wondering if she should just vaporize Gunner as an example. But the man was
one of his best men, easily one of his more level-headed sergeants. In fact
the man had trained his sons.
Finally he sent for his oldest
son, Prince Benton, who came in dressed for combat.