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The Well of My Desires
By Alysa Desiree
This story is inspired by a painting on found on the internet with the
same title. I found this painting to be extremely beautiful and I wished
that I was the woman in the painting. Part of the story is true and
based on part of my life. This is also my first story and I hope you
enjoy it.
I write this journal now documenting my journey. It seems that it was a
dream so many years ago but I know it happened. I no not, if anyone will
find it, and only hope that if someone does, it helps them with their
deepest desires as mine were many years ago. I also do not know but
think I may have changed time and history by what I did after what
happened but I can say I am happy with the way things turned out. My
story starts.
I lived in the US being born a male and growing up in a broken family.
My father was never around along with my older brother who lived most of
the time with my father. My sister and I were close and we played many
games together including dress-up. I never thought much of this but it
was always fun and always done when no one but my sister and I were
around. We stopped this when I was about 8
My mother worked two jobs trying to support us and my father never
helped out with anything not even Christmas.
Once I got into Jr. High I read an article about a man who had become a
woman. I had never known that a man could become a female and from that
point on I knew that I also wanted to become a female too.
When no one was around I would dress up in my sister?s cloths, and dream
I had been turned into a beautiful female. I even thought about telling
my mother that I wanted to be a female but thought better against it
thinking it was make my mother very angry with me. I continued to suffer
deep down inside with all my true desire staying hidden.
After graduating from high school I got a good job and started to save
my money up. I had a love of the British Isles and had always wanted to
go there. It was always such a magical place to me with the druids, the
Celts, and of Merlin and King Arthur. I always wished that I could be
like Guinevere.
So with enough money saved up I took my trip to England for a 3 month
long summer adventure. Once I got to England I couldn?t wait to explore
the off beaten places.
On the 4th day out I had gone on a visit to Stonehenge. What a magical
place it was. I had always heard that with some people touching the
stone would transport their spirit back to the times of the druids. Well
it was true. I touch one of the stones as light was fading and as soon
as I did I could see the ancient druids dancing around Stonehenge. To my
surprise they saw me and I could hear one of the druid priestess talking
to me. I could even understand them. She whispered to me of a magical
well long hidden in the forests not far from Stonehenge. I was told to
visit it every night for a week while the full moon was at its peak. She
also told me to take a golden chalice with me and drink from the waters
every night upon my visit. In doing so I would be healed of all
maladies. Deep in my heart I knew this to be true.
So that night I went off after leaving Stonehenge to the woods I knew
that the well was at. I wondered the woods until just past midnight and
I managed to find a well so hidden and overgrown that no one for
hundreds of years probably had never found it. I cleared away all of the
growth to have a better look at the well. The well was in perfect
condition and was made of stone about 3 feet tall. Carved along the top
was a beautiful arched pattern and over the top of this was a stone lip
with round bumps on it. Over the top was a metal arch of wrought iron
and of a magnificent but beautiful scroll work. I sleep that night on
the ground and awoke just at dawn to a thick mist. I drove back to
London and started to look for a golden chalice. I needed to find one
fast because the next night was the 1st night of the full moon. To my
luck I found a golden chalice that cost me every pound that I had and
even almost maxed out my credit card for the chalice. I wondered to
myself if I was being ridicules and stupid. But since I found the well I
figured I was correct in doing what was asked.
That night I drove many hours back to an Inn not far from Stonehenge.
And even went back to the well to make sure I would find it. To my luck
I did, upon returning to the inn I turned in and sleep late. I ate a
good meal and when the day stated coming to any end I went to the well.
Once the moon was at its peak I dropped a bucket and rope into the well
and pulled up some of the water. The water was of the purist blue I had
ever seen and had a very pleasant smell. I dipped my chalice into the
bucket and filled it with the water. I then drank down the sweetest
drink I had ever tasted in my life. The water seemed to tingle and made
my head spin slightly. The next thing I remember was waking at first
light to the thick mist again.
I took my chalice and went back to the Inn and cleaned up and ate. I
followed the same ritual ever day for 6 days with each night having the
same results of the effect of the water on me. I must also add that
after drinking the water I looked each time into the waters reflection.
At first I saw only myself. But on each night there after I stated see
another face along with mine in the reflection. At first I could not
make it out but as each night pasted and the moons reflection hit the
water I could start to make out the face of the most beautiful woman I
had ever seen in my life. Her hair was long blonde and she had two long
braids to each side of her most famine face. He skin was perfect and
soft looking. She wore a long off white and light rose off the shoulder
gown. Her lips of the purest rose red I had ever seen and her fingers so
delicate. She looked at me the eyes of pure blue and her smile and eyes
made me see how happy she was. Each night I could not wait to look at
her again and admire how beautiful she was and wishing that I was her.
But each day I awoke ad headed back to the inn I was staying at.
The inn keeper asked why I was staying so long and I explained that I
was studying the area to write a book on the ancient druids which he
just shock his head and left.
On the last day of my ritual I had not felt better in my complete life.
I had energy and hope filled my body. I left earlier so that I could
look deep into the pool and see the woman for the last time. I dreaded
leaving for not seeing her again. But I had a clear vision of her that
had not left me since I first saw her.
As the moon rose night that night I once again, I again filled my bucket
with the wells wondrous water. I filled my chalice and upon the moons
full height I drake the water savoring each gulp. When I finished my
last gulp my head started to spin. It spun so fast I felt like I was
going to in a whirlwind. I looked high as the moon stared to lower from
its high point. The stars spun wildly and it seemed as if they began to
change before my eyes. I felt light on my feet but could not look down.
My arms started to rise up to the sky and they felt light. I heard a
moan and it was of a magical female?s voice and thought it came from me.
My eyes then went blank?
When I came to I was lying next to the well as happened each night. I
stir, my body felt light and weightless compared to what I was used too.
I could hear the rustle of clothing as I moved. I thought this strange
because I was had been wearing jeans and a t=shirt. I then opened my
eyes and looked. I could see soft light blonde hair by my face. This I
knew to be strange because my hair was short and brown. I lifted myself
up with my arms which seemed light and noticed the long slim famine
fingers of the hands that lifted me. Also on the arm was a shimmering
thin sleeve that did not cover the shoulders. They were bare. I looked
down and saw breast moving from the small soft breaths I was taking. I
looked lower and saw a long gown of off white and rose covering the rest
of my new body I looked over my fingers and each moved with such grace
to the movements I was doing. I reached up and touched my face. It
appeared to be famine with fine features. The long hair I touched and
smelled. It smelled of rose petals and when I gave a slight tug on it, I
could feel it pulling at my head. Lastly I reached down to where my
privates were. I could not find the bulge or the flesh that had been
there before. Instead I found the sexual organs of a female. The
slightest touch from my long slim fingers felt so good. I then looked at
my feet and saw again famine feet. I arose and moved my hands along the
body and found it to be of a very famine shape. I saw the golden chalice
on the ground and remembered the well. As I looked into it I saw the
refection of the woman I had been seeing during my rituals. I could not
believe how beautiful and feminine I looked and even felt.
I decided to look for my car and upon leaving the woods I could see no
road or my car. I did find a horse graving close by all saddled and
ready to go. I moved slow to the hose and found it hard to climb on with
the cloths I was wearing but I managed. I rode off towards were the Inn
was and found it. To my wonder I found a new inn keeper and a room
filled with knights in armor. As I entered they arose and bowed to me.
One of the knights spoke and said ?My lady, we grew worried that
something had befallen, you must not scare us again or our good king
will have our heads for losing his bride. I smiled and returned his
reply that I was all right but that I was feeling disoriented. One of
the knights whispered something about witchcraft having befallen me and
gave me a chair and a chalice of wine. I sat and took the chalice of
wine and sipped at it and holding it in both of my delicate hands. I
then looked back up at the night and asked when we were departing. The
knight answered ?We will leave as soon as you wish my lady? I could not
help but smile at these words he spoke to me.
I arose from the chair and past the knight back the chalice and said ?I
feel ready now good sir knight? The knights then escorted me and
assisted me onto my horse and we headed east.
The journey took only a few days and when reached our destination I saw
the most beautiful white castle I had ever seen. The strange thing was
that I had past buy this very spot out from London and had never seen
this castle. It was as if it had never existed. We rode into the castle
with much fan fair and celebration. When we reached the main hall a very
tall handsome man dressed in armor came forward and helped me down. He
then took my hand and escorted me to the top of the stairs of his
castle. The whole time his eyes never left me and I could not help but
smile. He also said to me ?You are the most beautiful queen I all the
realms and it is ours to rule?.
As we reached the top of the stairs the man took both of my hands and
knelt before me kissing both of my delicate hands. He then arose and we
both turned to the crowds of people. At this time he said ?I give you
our soon to be new queen, Queen Guinevere. At this time I knew I had
been looking on the legendary King Arthur and his knights. I almost felt
sad at that moment because I knew how the Arthur legends ended but I
vowed to myself that I would not let my life end up as the legends did.
Two days latter I became the queen of Camelot by marrying King Arthur. I
felt the happiest I had ever felt this day. Our wedding was grand and
the most beautiful I had ever seen in my life. My dress was the most
beautiful dress a bride could ever have and Arthur the handsomest man in
all the realms to me. That night Arthur bed me, and it felt so good when
he did so. I had never felt sex to be so good when I had been a male. As
a female it was to coin a modern saying ?Mind Blowing? Arthur bed me
many times in our long life and I spurned the advances of Lancelot and
even confided in Merlin the visions I had. In doing so I keep my king
alive as well as Merlin?s life. I did not end up as a nun in the church
as the Guinevere of legend did when Arthur was killed. My Arthur live
into and well past his prime. I ended up giving my king and husband 4
heirs, 3 princes and a beautiful princess.
Each year on the anniversary of my change I visited the magical well and
drank 1 chalice of its water as I had Arthur do also.
So now my tale ends as Arthur is now past into the after life and I am
soon to follow. I have never known more happiness as I did all these
years living as the woman I always desired to be. Our kingdom is strong
and ruled now by Arthur and my sons and daughter. Merlin is still alive
and advising them. As I write this my eyes grow sleepy and I go now to
my eternal sleep and join my loving King and husband Arthur. May your
life be as happy as mine has been.
The end
Mckenna
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