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Don't mix your medicines...
1102AD
'And here we have a potion most potente. With it I can transform the most
masculine of men into the most fertile and fulsome of woman. Exactly how
it works I know not -It seems to attack the very fabric of a man's being.
And once drunk then they shall transform in fits and starts. The potion
works through the body and seems to move with a man's thoughts. The more
sexual these thoughts the quicker the transformation and the more sexual
the woman and vice versa. Enough. Suffice to say that were a King to
drink this potion he could be transported away as hostage and his own
family none the wiser. If challenged to a duel, then this potion to your
adversary could leave a woman by the rising of dawn with no inclination
to run you through. Any adversary will be transformed enough to no longer
be threat. So follow my work most carefully.
The components are the main thing. If all are consumed within the quarter
hour then that should suffice. The order is improved in this manner.
First I use oil of a cod's liver mixed with strangely enough this most
common form of bread mould. The white one not the yellow.
If you could find a way to make your adversary consume that together
alone then it will ultimately work more strongly but this is not really
possible, unless you have them chained up as the prisoners were that I
first experimented with this potion upon. A pity really, as it seems to
work the whole body more. When a victim has the lot together they may
retain masculine aspects such as arm muscle or large feet and hands.
Taken with a decent break between it seems to ensure the potion moves
through the body completely.
Secondly, we need a potion using the leaves of this tree found deep in
the orient. They are dried and the natives use them for an invigorating
tea in their strange lands.
To this we add lemon balm - a most feminine herb. The more taken of this
the more calm and placid becomes the nature of the final result. One leaf
is sufficient. A whole sprig would be most amusing and perhaps worthwhile
considering in that duel scenario. Then juice of a lemon and a spoon of
honey. The lemon allows everything to mix within the stomach and more
does nothing. Incidentally by itself this is a fine and totally non-
magical remedy for a sore throat but with the other components it is the
base for this potion most potent. The honey fresh taken from a hive seems
to have much within it. Use of more honey here seems to make a larger
breasted woman
Then we come to the final catalyst and the component without which all is
useless.
We need asses milk freshly taken, mixed with some drops of the victims
blood. These must be taken together. Incidentally we have found features
of the man to become prominent in the woman used - As if the woman was
the daughter of the man whose seed had been used.
And there you have it. Now with this potion...- Wait! Is that the sound
of the outer door being breached? Are those tramping boots?, quick
everyone hide! What?! No!'
'There is the Sorcerer and his vile apprentices! Destroy them! Run them
through! Burn their books and their godless ingredients! Incinerate this
nest of evil in the name of the King!'
'Wait! No, please my noble lord. Save at least this potion. It is for our
king and will make him a great warrior. There has been much effort and
loss of life to create this most miraculous of potions over many
moons...' The noble knight ran him through and the rest of his men
started to work. A minute or so later as the sorcerers life blood drained
from him he smiled as one young man took the potion from his hand and
swallowed it quickly while his captain wasn't looking. Not much of a
revenge... but something... and then he expired.
And so the potion was lost to the ages and Tristan had not the faintest
idea of it as he dragged himself to the kitchen on the morning of 3rd
June 2010 with a terrible cold.
He had managed some breakfast and took his daily codliver oil tablet
taking advantage of the glass of water to take his antibiotic at the same
time. His throat was killing him. He made some green tea with some lemon
balm from his garden. He'd heard it was good for sore throats and with
that in mind he'd added two whole sprigs. He liked the taste and he had
plenty of it too. To this he added the juice of a whole lemon and some
organic honey as he knew the processed stuff wasn't half as good. As he
cut the lemon his hand slipped and he cut his finger. The burn of lemon
in a deep cut was quite painful and he immediately put it in his mouth
till he could get some antiseptic and then a bandaid on it. Coming back
to his drink he then decided to add a bit more honey to comfort him after
such an ordeal. He sipped his drink, smiled at its sweetness it and then
went up to his study and started looking at a porn site. With his
girlfriend at work he had ample opportunity for 'alone time' as he sipped
at his mug of lemon and honey drink.
Slowly he looked at all sorts of babes and as he became aroused he
started to masturbate with a little lubricant. His bandaid got in the
way and as it was starting to fall off anyway he removed it. The cut was
no longer bleeding anyway. He drained the last contents of his cup and
went back to work and with his mounting excitement he soon ejaculated.
After a few seconds he looked own and found his cut had reopened again
and was bleeding fairly strongly again. 'Damn' he said and put it back in
his mouth finding to his distaste that some cum had been on his finger as
well... His stomach started to gurgle in an ominous way.
As he grabbed the antiseptic and bandaid he thought upon the last babe
he'd seen before ejaculating. What a face. Such come to bed eyes and
luscious lips. He licked his own lips at the thought. They were kind of
tingling and his eyes had just started to water. He blinked a few times
and shook his head. Damn, this is a rough cold. He was starting to feel
sleepy. Looking at his now washed and bandaged hand he thought of the
babe with the long slender hands and delicate nails. He felt a tingling
surge down his arms and shook his hands to his side as he walked to the
bedroom thinking it was pins and needles. Drowsy after his efforts and
thinking of the beautiful babes he decided to have a nap. His scalp
itched as he thought of that gorgeous redhead and he scratched with his
fingers, hmm, maybe I'd better cut my nails when I get up. Although that
does feel really good now...
He closed his eyes and belched with his stomach lurching. 'Boy, deep
breaths, relax get your mind off it,' he thought. He imagined the leggy
blonde he'd seen with the pendulous boobs massaging his hair instead. Or
that redheads... Mmmm, he felt very drowsy but even more aroused at the
lesbian scene he was concocting. The pleasant tingling feelings now
coursed through his whole body. The room was dark and he crawled under
the covers feeling his breath coming easier through his nostrils.
'Hopefully I'll be over this cold soon and then be able to make it with
my girlfriend again.' In his imagination his girlfriend now joined the
redhead and the blond. Oh that fine ass... as the three settled into a
love session in his head he closed his eyes and enjoyed the warm tingling
suffusing his body. He slapped his bum a couple of times as the pins and
needles sensation made it feel like it was swelling. Weird even
stretching my leg out isn't stopping it. Then he drifted off to sleep.
Not caring in the slightest how wild the love making was becoming. Close
ups of labia and clitoris as his tongue worked at the blonde, No the
redhead was working the blonde. Who cares? - that is one hot flat
stomach...
It was a few hours later that he awoke feeling fantastic. He moved the
long hair from his face and behind his head as he eased himself up on his
elbow. The weight of his pendulous and glorious breasts hung pleasantly
upon him and he sat up on a wide curvaceous ass and stretched before
moving a hand down to feel the tightening nipples. 'Oh my God, I- I've
become a woman.'
He staggered to his feet grimacing at the weight of the breasts and the
off balance feeling he had. No not he, I'm a she... sheesus! I'm a
fucking wet dream come to life What the hell?! Then most strangely she
moved about and glanced at her profiles and felt her new curves. Whoa,
that felt good. She seemed to have developed some sex drive similar to
the fantasies she'd been having, she was a composite of the women she'd
thought about although some mild characteristics reminded her of her
former self and then she realised she'd calmed down completely. Her old
self would have been running through the house banging into walls calling
ambulances and going hysterical. She just smiled and thought; well at
least I'm very pretty. I suppose I should be thinking about how to prove
my identity so I can continue with a life in society... man I have such a
hot ass... What was I thinking again? Ah it can wait to later Besides, he
felt quite sexually aroused at the moment and thought maybe it wouldn't
hurt to test this body out a bit first before his girlfriend got home.
Looking at the clock he saw he still had a few hours 'alone time' left to
him - well her anyway. She smiled and figured everything will sort itself
out. Why not stay relaxed about it?
After an hour of confirming her new sex drive and amazing body she felt
even calmer.
So calm that her next main thoughts were that it really got rid of that
cold.
She looked at her antibiotics. 'Phenoxil X13 is Penicillin based' 'Well
if they can make antibiotics from bread mould then anything is possible I
suppose' she thought and rolled over and back to sleep.
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