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Being the youngest of five male children born to your parents can be tough, especially if your family is poor. I was sent away to my uncle's family at an early age and was reared by them until I reached the age of fourteen and was considered old enough to make it on my own. I did not have many alternatives regarding what to do. I had no education and no money. Going into farming and working at a neighbor's farm did not sound appealing to me, at least not at the moment, maybe when I was older... What I did instead was to sign up for the king's army and became a soldier. I lied about my age and said that I was 16, it was not like there were any available documents to suggest otherwise, only the nobility had records about their births and ages. I hadn't been to church more than once in my life; the day I was christened. I had figured that since there had been peace for years, I would never have to see battle and instead earn my salary by being a guard in one of the smaller towns along with a few friends of mine. I was very wrong in assuming such. I had not even turned fifteen when our town was surprisingly attacked by an army consisting of more men than the town had inhabitants. We did not have any other choice than to admit defeat and flee for our lives using the many secret underground pathways that we had learned about during our time of employment in the area. We hoped that if there were no soldiers defending the town, the army would leave the population alone, which it also did. There weren't even a dozen casualties on "our" side and most of them were guards that had been at the wall when the enemy first struck and were killed in an instant. As for the rest of us, we fled for days and hoped that we were not followed as we escaped. Most of the men were barely whelps, just like I was, and had never before experienced people dying in front of them. The men that had died had been our friends and we mourned them while we hastily retreated back to the capitol to join the main army. As luck would have it, we were discovered by a scouting patrol sent out by the enemy and since we did not travel by horse, we were caught up with. The battle was brief and we saw most of our friends die, especially the older and more experienced fighters in our group of 30. I was captured along with two of my best (and only) friends and we found ourselves back-bound and put on a wagon heading back to the town we had just escaped from. We assumed that we would be turned into slaves for the opposing army, ruled by evil warlord Tengeth. Strangely enough, we had no guards inside the wagon and found ourselves free to discuss what was going to happen to us. The three of us had somewhat resembling life stories up until now. I was 15 years young, had short, blonde hair and eyes with a color mixed between hazel and green. I was not particularly tall or strong had only recently began becoming a man. Jacob, the oldest of the three of us, was 17, much taller than I was and was the only son of a miller in town. He had a self-assured attitude most of the time and was boastful about his accomplishments in life. He had been in battle before and had some experience from it. Francis, the third of us, was a person I had met as a young boy before I moved away to my relatives. He did not say much and usually kept his opinion to himself. At least this was how he did in larger groups, when it had only been the two of us, we'd been able to talk more freely. He was a year older than I was and was about as tall and heavy as me. Jacob asked, "What are we going to do now? How do we escape?" Francis replied, "There's not much that can be done, is there? Let's just wait and see what happens." I added my own opinion, "If we try escaping, they will only track us down and kill us." Jacob continued, "I'm much rather dead than a slave of the enemy!" I answered, "Me too, but I'd rather take my chances after we are separated from the army. As long as there are armed men close-by, we won't be able to do anything." Francis spoke, "If you try escaping, Jacob, it will only lead to all three of us being punished for your actions." I agreed, "Let's just wait." Jacob muttered, "Fine! But don't come running to me when you realize that you'll never be able to attempt an escape again." Our wagon rolled into town and we were ordered to step out of the wagon. We were led by enemy soldiers up to the fortress that we'd ourselves been guarding only a week earlier. The soldiers had us kneel in front of the small throne that belonged to the new ruler of our town, warlord Tengeth. To the right of him there was a man standing wearing a hooded cloak and robes. The two were conversing with each other, it was inaudible for me and my companions to discern what was being said. The two finished their discussion and Tengeth turned his attention to the three young men kneeling in front of him. His raspy voice, beginning to show the signs of him having surpassed 50, said, "You three have been spared because I have other plans for you. As you can see, I am not getting any younger and I want to leave an heir to succeed me as ruler of these lands when I am no longer present." He coughed. "My court advisor and wizard has since long ago foretold me that my fate was to take a woman born as a man to be the mother of my children. It will decrease the amount of weaker feminine emotions among my children and will make them better suited leaders." I did not quite catch what he had said and looked over at my friends to see their facial expressions. The soldier keeping track off me noticed such and swatted my face with his hand. "You keep your attention at lord Tengeth, is that understood?!" he said. The evil lord told him, "Do not injure them. They will need to be as undamaged as is possible for this plan to carry out. Touch them again and I will have you executed!" The soldier replied, "Yes, Milord." Tengeth returned his attention to his court wizard. He pointed at each of us as he spoke. The wizard pulled out a small bottle with a mysterious liquid and opened the lid. The wizard finally spoke, "This potion will do what my lord Tengeth just said. It will turn each of you into women. It will not be a permanent change immediately and you will likely revert to manhood within a few hours. When I have given you this potion for every day during one week, you will become as we desire of you for good. Guards! Open their mouths!" The soldier who'd swatted my face earlier took a stern hold of my face and forced my mouth open. At the same time he whispered in my ear, "Lord Tengeth has promised that the two of you that he finds lesser appealing will be given to us guards to have some fun with before you are discarded. I hope that you'll be one of them!" The wizard stepped over to where Jacob was being held down by a much larger man than was holding down me. He struggled with all his might to break free but could not move an inch. The liquid was poured into his mouth and his lips were held together so that he could not spit it out. I saw his throat swallow and his body immediately began shivering. His body reduced in size and his hair lengthened. His beard disappeared and his cheeks assumed the smooth shape you could only find on children's or women's faces. His eyebrows thinned out and his face smoothened out as well, leaving him with an androgynous looking face. His torso reduced in width and his shirt started clinging to him in a vastly different way. Two small buds formed on his chest and they kept growing until they were unmistakably a pair of women's breasts. The changes ebbed out and Jacob now looked like any other woman I'd seen. He was somewhat plain in appearance. The wizard "hmm-d" while looking at the woman who'd been my friend for the past year before continuing to Francis and repeating the same procedure with him. Just like Jacob, Francis started changing. The change was not as apparent in him and he did not end up looking remotely as female as Jacob had done. Lord Tengeth noticed this and said with an angry voice to his wizard, "Walden! Is this the best you can do? This one is plain and that one is hideous! I cannot bed a woman looking like this!" he said while gesturing at my now feminized companions The wizard, Walden, answered, "I do not know why they are not changing properly. Perhaps it is individual? We still have the boy left and perhaps it will have the desired effect on him?" Tengeth replied, "Try it!" The wizard then walked over to me and forced the liquid inside my mouth. I did not dare do anything other than swallow. The liquid did not taste foul and only left a somewhat salty aftertaste as I swallowed. As soon as I had swallowed, I could feel my pulse beginning to accelerate. My sweat pores began opening and I could feel my skin getting goosebumps as my body began to shiver. I looked down at my body and saw the same changes that had occurred to Jacob and Francis, only that they were now happening to me. My entire body tingled and it felt like my skin crawled as my bones reduced in size and my face smoothened out. I could see Walden's face starting to smile at me as he witnessed my change. Tengeth also seemed to be pleased. The sensation of my altering body lasted for about five minutes before they ebbed out and I was left kneeling where I was, hair now falling down in my vision. Tengeth rose up from his throne. "She's perfect!" he said as he walked over to me. He commanded, "Stand up, woman!" I complied and stood up to face him. I did not feel any shorter and I was still as youthful and slender as before. "How old are you?" he demanded of me. I did not know whether I should reply or not, I was afraid. The soldier that had been guarding me the entire time puffed me in my back, "When the lord asks, you answer him!" I answered, "Fifteen years." My voice sounded very similar to the one I'd had before my voice broke a couple of years earlier. The evil lord spoke, "Perhaps a year or two too young... Walden, do you have anything to progress a person's age?" The wizard answered, "No, my lord. I do not know if such a spell or potion exists." Tengeth replied, "Then she'll have to do. I bet that she'll blossom up to an even greater beauty one day." He then signaled to the guards, "Take her to what will be her new room and lock her inside until the magic is final. As for the other two... Feel free to do what you want with them, they are no longer of any use to me." I felt terrible for having turned out prettier than Jacob and Francis. My life would be spared, if one could call becoming breeding-stock to a lord of evil a life. We were led off in different directions. I was brought further into the castle I was familiar with and they were taken back outside to be ravished by the guards and eventually executed by them. I shared one last look with them, apologizing for this having happened. Jacob looked like he wanted to murder me and Francis gave me a faint smile, happy that at least one of us would live through this. I was brought to my new room. It had previously belonged to the jarl's youngest daughter. The entire family had likely been imprisoned as Tengeth as his men would hold them as hostage until my lord, Ulrich, would pay the ransom. As soon as I had entered, the door was closed. Sometime later, I could hear the sound of hammering as they were constructing a locking mechanism to prevent me from escaping. I sat down on the bed that was in my room, full of disbelief over the events that had transpired these past few days. Up until three days ago I had been a fleeing soldier, then I'd been a captured soldier and now I was a young woman. I stared at my reflection in the mirror that had belonged to the room's former occupant and could tell that I still looked very much alike how I'd done before, only now it was that my face had a greatly feminized form. My eyes seemed larger, my eyelashes were longer, my mouth was now slightly pouty and my cheekbones were slightly more prominent. I could not disagree with the statement the evil lord had made, I definitely looked very pretty. I did not cry, not at that moment at least, I was still in a state of too much chock to fully comprehend what had happened to me. I was saddened about the tragic fates of Jacob and Francis. They had been my two greatest friends in life and now I was the lone surviving guard of this town, albeit no longer in any position to guard it. I swore to myself that I would somehow manage to one day escape from here and return back to the area I'd been born in. I would do so even if I now had the body of a woman and would probably have such for the rest of my life. I laid down, realizing how much my head was aching from the stress of what had happened. Soon I fell into a light, dreamless sleep. Later that day, around evening I would say, based on the darkness outside the small window, I awoke to see my body once again being male. I grabbed my member to confirm this and ran my hands along my once again flat chest. I was utterly afraid of what my new life would entitle but I resolved myself to do this so that no other men other than me and my friends would have to undergo what had happened to us. Thinking of my friends, their bodies would have reverted back to their male states once again now. They were probably executed as soon as that happened and not before. I wondered if their bodies would remain female if they were killed while still affected by the curse or if they'd be buried as men. Someone had put a plate of food in my room while I was asleep and I ate hungrily, not having been able to eat properly for several days. While I ate, the door to the room I was in was unlocked and the wizard, Walden, and two soldiers entered the room. He ordered them to stand outside and guard the room. He looked at me and said, "You've reverted, just as I expected. This process will take a while and you won't become complete until after about one week. If you behave accordingly once finished, my lord Tengeth promises that you will have better living conditions. As for your friends, the plain one has been executed and the even plainer one has disappeared. I am not inhumane and I hope that the news of one of your friends having managed to escape will brighten your mood somewhat. You will need to find some happy thoughts to hold onto since your life is not going to be a pleasant one from now on. I wish I could help you in some way but I can't. Tengeth has threatened my family as well and I am forced to do as he says, even if I do not like it. I also have to tell you that I did not make that prophecy about men turned into women would give manlier children, he imagined that himself." I didn't answer him and only gave him a sour look out of my mixed emotions. He gave me more of the potion and I drank it by my own force this time. It was better than having it forced down my throat. Since I was forced either way, this was better. Soon enough my body was once again female. The wizard informed me that he would return around noon the next day because it was around then that he believed that I would revert the next time. He then left the room and I was once again all alone and left to my own thoughts and feelings. I was saddened to hear that Jacob had died, I was already prepared for losing him and Francis anyway. That was the life of a soldier, one day you could sit in a room filled with men drinking mead and laughing and the very next day, all those men would be dead. Hearing that Francis had somehow managed to escape made me feel a little more content. If he was cautious, he could return back to our main army and inform them of what had happened to our town and us. Then he could leave the army and return home and never risk his life as a soldier again. He would get to live out his days as a man, something I would not. The procedure was repeated the next day and then the evening on the day after that. I had female clothes brought into my room and was advised by the quite empathetic wizard to wear them, it would things so much simpler and less dangerous if I appeared to have accepted my fate. I did not notice any mental changes, none whatsoever. I still felt like I'd always done and retained my knowledge of who I was. On the fourth day, there was a maid sent to my room to help me dress. She was likely not aware of my former manhood and treated me just like I'd seen the other maids treat the young ladies at court. I was not allowed to leave my room and instead sat on my bed and stared at the pretty lady in the mirror. Walden came and for the first time I drank the potion while female. "This will soon be over," he said as he patted my back. Days five, six and seven were the same. I would be dressed, dolled up and sit on my bed waiting for the wizard to give me the fate-sealing potion. On the seventh day, Tengeth accompanied him inside and stared at me with hungry eyes. After I'd taken the liquid, Walden said, "It is finished, she is now a woman until the day she dies." Tengeth clapped his hands. "Perfect! Astonishing work, Walden. I will make sure to reward you befittingly." He then turned to me. "What was your name?" I answered, "Lucas... my lord." He thought for a second. "Your new name will be Lucy, is that understood?" I nodded. "Yes." He continued, "You will be allowed to leave the room tomorrow. There will be men guarding you so that you do not try escaping from my new village. Tomorrow you will begin sharing my bed until you are with child. Once you have given me three male heirs, you will be allowed to marry any man of your choosing, should you not want to stay with your children. Am I making myself clear?" he asked. I let out a small sigh. "Yes, my lord." So it came to be that I found myself advanced up the social ladder and now had people tending to my every need. Being a woman would take time getting used to but for the entire day after having ingested the last of the potion all I could think about was that I would be sharing the same bed as the man who'd ordered the deaths of all my friends and had killed my male identity as well. I dared not venture too far outside the castle, afraid that some of the people who had not been put in the jail would recognize me. I did not have the opportunity to any privacy other than when I visited the lavatory. The day progressed into evening and I found myself sitting almost at the center of the long dining table in the halls. I drank many glasses of wine, attempting to be so drunk that I would not be conscious when Tengeth had his way with me. My plan worked partially. I may have been unable to move my body but I could still see and feel everything that the man forty years my senior did to me that night. I remembered every thrust, every touch to my young and naked body and his horrible breath. I knew that there was nothing I could do about it, so I steeled myself to go through this that night and every following night until I was expecting. After the first night, I decided that wine was not the way to solve my reluctance to bed the warlord. I asked the court wizard if there was anything he could do. He replied that the only thing he thought could help was a potion that changed my orientation from being interested in women to being interested in men. "You'll one day be able to leave this castle, finding a man for you to love will be easier if you are able to feel attraction to him," he said. I agreed and was given a small flask that I were to drink before dinner time for the next three days. You might wonder why I so willingly gave up my manhood and chose to feel attracted to men. I assume that it was simply because I wanted to make things as easy as possible for me. I was stuck like this and if I put up a fight I would only suffer from the consequences. My life became repetitive and each and every night I would try turning my emotions off as I was ravished by the evil man. Weeks passed and soon I had been a woman for a month. There had been no reports of the king's army approaching and I assumed that he had calculated that attacking Tengeth here would only lead to more loss than gain. Two months on the day since I was first captured, it was determined that I was expecting a child. Tengeth left me alone and I was given my own room once again. The soldiers eased their guard on me and I was allowed to walk around more freely now. I no longer cared whether there were people that had seen me as a young man now seeing the young woman I'd become. I'd had many lessons in dressing and painting my face, so I now in no way resembled the young man that I'd been. I tried finding new interests that I could be allowed to do. Only walking around inside the castle all day soon became very dull and I grew almost apathetic at times. One of the maids suggested that I should start taking up quilting so that I could make clothes for my child. I did just that and found that while it was not the greatest thing I'd done in my life, it made the time pass quicker. I overheard that there had been some turbulence outside the castle walls. Men from smaller groups of the king's army had been scouting the armies of Tengeth and some had managed to return while others had been killed in action. The reports of this violence became more and more violent as my pregnancy progressed. I would sit near the secret passageways that I had once fled through and reminiscence over my life. I longed for the days when I'd been a young boy with my relatives and I thought about how it had been to finally have friends after I enlisted in the army. Never in my life would I have imagined this happening. My first child was a boy, Tengeth named him Erleth, who was healthy looking and was declared as heir to Tengeth. I was rewarded for my achievement by having even fancier clothes and better living conditions. I did not care about such, the clothes did not make me feel better in any way. They were just proof of the situation that I now was in. It did not take long before the lord once again started requesting my presence in bed. I did not take the slightest pleasure in his thumping and bouncing. Some nights I cried and others I managed to turn off my emotions. I did not see much of my son after his birth, there was a wet-nurse for him that took care of his feeding and servants that took care of him most of the other time. I only had an hour at morning and another in the evening with him. I felt a strong bond with my son, even though I was only sixteen years of age and had once been male. There was something special between the two of us. Two months after the birth of my first son, I was confirmed pregnant again. This was right in the middle of a hastily prepared move. There had been an increasing amount of reports that the king's men were approaching and Tengeth believed that it was safer to retreat with his army back to his castle, even if they had a man-advantage. I did have more time to myself and I had realized that the soldiers were unaware of the carefully hidden pathways underground, perhaps I could test my luck with them? Still, I was now a mother and I did not want to leave my son, even though his father was an evil man. Part of me was living in this small baby. I tried making plans and understood that if I were to escape, it would have to be during the early hours after midnight, when most of the castle was sound asleep. I waged things back and forth, to escape or not escape was the question. If I was caught, I surely would be executed for my actions. Tengeth did have a son now, an heir to his cruel realm, so I was no longer as important as I'd previously been. Future sons would just be an assurance of one of them surviving into adulthood. I frequented the entrance to one of the paths, making sure that I was not being watched. It was a strategically hidden hatch covered by grass. You would never know it was there if you did not search for it. One day as I was sitting there, which was coincidentally the last day that Tengeth and his men were to remain in the castle, I saw the hatch open. "Francis!" I gasped in surprise as my friend I had not seen for more than one year surfaced. He was dressed in his soldiers' uniform, although his rank had gone from being a simple soldier to a scout. He looked at me, not showing any signs of recognizing who I was. "I am terribly sorry, Milady. It was not my intention to surprise you. I thought that this area was unknown to the residents of this town... Now excuse me while I retreat so that I won't be dis-." I stopped him. "No! Wait! Don't you recognize me? It's me, Luke!" Francis, who'd already began returning the hatch above him, stopped. He stared at me. "It can't be... You are obviously still female I see. Why aren't you locked inside the castle?" I answered, "After lord Tengeth had his first son, the guards loosened their hold over me and now I am free to walk about in town, just as long as I return to Tengeth's bed each night." Francis stepped up from the hatch and hurried over to where I was sitting and hugged me. It was an area hidden away by trees and only children ever came close to this area, meaning that we would not be disturbed. He spoke to me, "A son?! Have you given birth?" I answered, "Yes. If you remember what lord Tengeth said when he first transformed us, this was for him to breed stronger heirs." "How does it feel, being a woman?" he asked. I replied, "Except for the part where I have to have children and share beds with Tengeth, it is not as bad as I would have expected. The court wizard, Walden, has helped me tremendously in coping with my situation." Francis wondered, "How so?" I informed him, "I no longer feel any dissonance between my mind and my body, which I did feel for many weeks. Being a man trapped inside the body of a woman was hard, the easiest way for me to survive this was to accept my fate and newfound lot in life. Nowadays I do not think of myself as a man any longer, I fancy men as well. Tengeth has promised me that once I've given him three sons, I am free to go and find a suitable husband for myself." He said, "Considering all that has been done to you, you are astoundingly accepting of it all, the Luke I remember would not have been as calm as you are." I said, "I have to be calm about things, otherwise my few rights might shrivel down to nothing again. Besides, I am still alive and I know that I will one day be free to leave, even though I have been thinking of escaping several times now." He scratched his thin beard, it was only just beginning to grow out, revealing him still not being a grown man. "I see. Then, why do you not come with me now and escape this place? We can make it back to camp, where you can be with the other women and help out with caring for the wounded..." I answered, "I can't just leave. My son is still inside the castle and I barely get the opportunity to see him, let alone take him with me!" Francis questioned, "Do you care for him that greatly?" I said, "Of course I do! He's my son! I carried him inside me for nine months and I love him more than anything!" Francis apologized, "I'm sorry, I did not think that a man would be possible to love a child as its mother. I was clearly wrong about that." "It is alright, Francis. I wouldn't have thought it possible either before all this happened." He changed subjects. "So, what about Jacob, is he still a woman as well?" I answered, "He was executed the very same night that we were first taken here." He replied, "May he rest in peace." I said, "If you do not mind me asking, how did you manage to escape?" He answered, "You probably remember that when I was given that potion, I did not turn into anything beautiful. The men kind of discarded me immediately and focused their attention on our late friend Jacob. So as they led him inside their barrack, I crawled away from them and escaped through one of the other passageways. I retransformed as I was making my way through the passage and I then ran away from here with all my might. There were no men on guard that night, so I managed escaping into one of the nearby villages, told the men that our town had been taken and was given a horse to travel all the way to the main army," he said, catching his breath. "After I'd arrived, I was taken to one of the officers, informed him that the town had been taken and was then reinstated in the army. I never told anyone about what Tengeth did to the three of us. The army now plans to retake the town and will attack within a week, unless Tengeth withdraws his army immediately. I was sent here to scout and see how many men there were. I've been sneaking around mostly at night and so far I've not been detected." I answered, "There is no need for an attack. The army is leaving tomorrow." Francis sighed. "That is a relief to hear. At least there will not be any more bloodshed at the moment. As for you, my friend, I will be coming back here tonight, shortly after midnight. If you can manage to retrieve your son, I will take you with me back to our encampment." I thought for a moment about what he'd said. Wheels were spinning inside my head, plans were forming. "Do you have a small dagger that I can borrow for tonight?" I asked. He moved his hand to the back of his midline, pulling out a small dagger. "What are you going to do with it?" I replied, "Before I leave here, I think that it is time to put Tengeth's reign to an end." That night, as Tengeth was lying waiting for me, I had the dagger with me. I had attached it to my blue dress, which was coincidentally the same dress that I'd worn when I first was told to wear female clothing. I let him have his way with me and did as I'd had most nights, I remained quiet while he took me. His stamina was weakened and he soon fell into an exhausted sleep. I waited until I was absolutely sure that he was asleep before sneaking out from the bed and over to where my dress had been put a few hours before. I undid the ties that I'd fastened the dagger with and made my way back over to where Tengeth lied sleeping. His eyes opened briefly as I stood near him, holding the dagger to his throat. He never had the time to see what was coming. One quick slit in his throat and it was over. I immediately stepped back in order to not be hit by the stream of blood that would come from his throat. I walked out of the room, letting Tengeth bleed to death on his own. I had let the dagger remain in the room. I managed to make my way up to the room where my son, Erleth, was. The nanny awoke and wondered what I was doing. I answered, "I'm only here to check on my son. It'll only take a few minutes, please do go back to sleep." The nanny, who was an old woman in her 70s, immediately fell asleep and allowed me to proceed with my plan. I immediately picked up Erleth and held him close to myself as I got out of the room. I managed sneaking out through one of the doors to the kitchen and then quickly made my way to the nearest passageway. Francis, dressed as a farmer was sitting and waiting for me. He asked, "Were you successful?" I answered, "Completely. Please hold Erleth while I step down." I handed Erleth over to Francis as I lifted my dress to step down into the underground passageway. Francis said, "Your son's cute, he kind of reminds me of how you looked before the transformation." I thanked him as I stepped down. He returned Erleth to me and said, "Fleeing in a dress like that will make you stand out. I brought some much plainer clothes for you to wear as we escape." "What is our story?" I asked. He replied, "You are my widowed sister and we are both simple farmers." I answered, "Great. That will probably work. Let's get away from here before they discover that Tengeth has been murdered." Erleth woke up and began crying. I tried soothing him until I realized that he was hungry. I still produced milk, so I had Francis remove my dress as I held Erleth to nurse on my naked breast. Francis was fascinated. "How does it feel to breastfeed a child?" I admitted, "I've only done it a few times, a wet nurse has been in charge of it most of the time. As to how it feels, it feels very relaxing." He asked, "If you don't mind me prying, but have you possibly wanted to be a woman before all this happened?" I answered, "No. I've never wanted such before this happened. But now it has and I am trying to make the best of the situation." Erleth nursed for a few more minutes before stopping. I burped him, just as I'd seen the wet nurse do, before handing him over to Francis once again. I quickly dressed myself, not caring that I was exposing myself to my friend. Once finished I said, "Now we can go!" It did not take much time for us to escape outside of the walls. It was the first time I'd been outside of them since I was brought back inside of them a year earlier. We walked all through the night, seeking refuge in the woods as the sun was rising. In the distance we could hear metal clinging and men shouting. We cut my hair short and had it bound down in attempt to disguise me even further. We remained in the woods until about noon before continuing towards our destination. We arrived in the small town and Francis soon had us equipped with a horse and carriage. The travel from the town to where the army was did not take more than half a day. Francis had redressed in his soldier's uniform and was welcomed by the guards as we rolled into the area. We parked near one of the provisory stables and I was helped down the carriage by one of the stable boys. Erleth was held in my arms and my unborn child inside me. I had not yet informed Francis that I was expecting another child, for what reason I did not know. I was led into a tent where other women were caring for wounded soldiers. Most of them were wives to the soldiers in the army. I did not talk much with the others. I kept to myself and cared for Erleth. Francis went to report what had happened and less than an hour thereafter I found myself standing eye-to-eye with the king himself. He said, "I understand that we have you to thank for ending the life of lord Tengeth." I answered, "Yes, Milord." He continued, "You have been forced to be his lover for this last year, is that true?" I answered, "Yes. That was how I managed to get close enough access to him so that I could slit his throat." The king asked, "And how did you come to be in such a position to begin with?" I said, "I was taken captive by Tengeth's soldiers as we were escaping from town. My friend, Francis, who brought me back here, was also captured but he managed escaping." The king twisted his moustache. "Hmm. How come you, a woman, were fleeing along with the soldiers?" I admitted, "I have not always looked as I do now. Truth is that I was one of the soldiers as well. When Tengeth's men caught us, he ordered that the youngest were to be spared and brought back alive. Once we were back inside the castle, a wizard administered a potion to me and my friends causing us to be transformed into women. I was deemed the most beautiful of the three of us and my life was spared but my manhood robbed was taken away from me permanently. I was then forced to breed with lord Tengeth and as a result I am now the mother of a young boy and am expecting another child." The king and his three guards stared at me, disbelieving what I had just said. One of the guards stuttered, "You are a-... a man?" Francis answered, "She was, but is no longer. Tengeth had a theory that children born to women who used to be men would be stronger and manlier than ordinary children, making them better leaders." The king questioned, "Hmm. Were you transformed as well, scout?" Francis replied, "Yes, Milord. I managed escaping because the men found me as too ugly a woman to want anything to do with. Within a few hours I once again became a man. Luke, on the other hand, was continuously given the potion until he was permanently a woman. She now calls herself Lucy and is in need of help to establish a new life for herself." The king hmm-ed some more before standing up and walking over to where Francis and I were standing, "Since you are now a woman, you cannot be a soldier. Furthermore, you have one child and is expecting another, so it is not safe for you to travel with the army. Scout Francis, I order you to escort Miss Lucy to my castle and once there you stay there and help her get accustomed to her new lot in life. You are from now on an Officer and will be in charge of one of the companies of soldiers at the castle. You have both demonstrated bravery and courage beyond what most men would ever dare think of. This is the least I can do for the two of you." So it came to be that I was once again transported, albeit that this time it was to a place I would not have to fear being attacked or raped. The way was long and it took us almost one month to reach our destination. We were both now the furthest away from home that we'd ever been and we did not believe that we would ever get to see the place we'd once grown up again. I became one of the ladies at court, being constantly attended to by other women who knew nothing about my past 15 years as a man. The first weeks, I saw much of Francis but as the months passed, we saw each other less frequently. We had very different roles in life now and could no longer relate to one another as much as we'd once been able to. Perhaps we would one day end our friendship? My second, and last, child was a stillborn girl that I gave birth to a few weeks before my 17th birthday. I was deeply saddened by my loss and found myself reconnecting with Francis. He was the only one who knew who I was and had experienced what I was still experiencing. We were careful not to allow our friendship evolving into anything further. We were both still young adults and had some very hard issues to bypass if we'd ever be able to see one another as anything more than friends. Erleth was now so old that he had started to walk around and he talked and laughed about almost everything. He called me "Mama" and Francis was "Dada." How he'd been able to make such a connection was beyond me. Francis was not someone I saw every day and we did not act as two parents when we were together. Still, Francis enjoyed spending time with my son and would play with him whenever he found the time to. Francis' position as an officer was at first not taken seriously by the men but he proved that he was capable to lead and was soon accepted by the others. Two more years passed. I was living comfortably in my role as an unmarried mother and Erleth was growing up rapidly. It felt like if I only let my eyes lose track of him for a second, he would grow even taller. His father had been an imposing man, so I guessed that Erleth would also be such one day. I had thought about what would happen if I were to marry Francis. I was approaching my 20th year of living and it was a proper time for me to find a husband. I had met lots of men whom I'd fancied, but none were comparable to my oldest friend. Could he find it within himself to love someone such as me? I had known him before the change and we had discussed several topics that were improper between a husband and a wife. I then thought that my situation wasn't exactly "normal," so why would that matter? I approached the subject one day as he was returning back to the barracks after a day of combat exercise. We were sitting together in the room that I had been given and were playing with my son. I asked, "How are things going, Francis? You never talk about meeting any women. Aren't there any in your life?" He answered, "Well, you are certainly a great part of my life and I would classify you as a woman even though you have not always been such. Other than that, not really." "Am I hindering you from finding a suitable wife by occupying too much of your time?" I wondered. "People do assume that we are married since we spend so much time together. Adding to that, we have this little boy calling me "Papa" all the time." I then said, "Perhaps we should marry then? I certainly wouldn't mind having you for a husband..." He inquired, "Are you serious about that, Luce?" I laughed, "What do you think? I am almost twenty years old and have a four-year-old son. I do not want to live inside this castle all my life. I want to have a house for myself and someone to love." He said, "You really are serious... I don't know about that. It might be too strange for us to do such. Think about all we have been through before this happened to you, could we move past that? I said, "Do you want to know what I think? I believe that you think too much about everything, which will lead to nothing happening. Can't we at least try it? We don't have to marry, but can't you try making love to me and we'll see how it goes?" He sighed. "Fine. If that is what you want. If it does not work out, you will never approach this question with me again. Is that clear?" We tried it that very night, after Erleth had been put in bed. After much initial awkwardness we actually managed having a pleasant time. He was inexperienced since he'd never been with a woman and I was inexperienced because I had never done it willingly. A few kisses here and there made much difference. As we were lying in bed, Francis holding his arm around me, I asked, "So, how was it?" He admitted, "It was incredible, I have never felt like that ever before in my life!" I wondered, "Do you think that you can love me, considering my past?" His reply was a quick kiss on my lips. "I can." We were wedded in a smaller ceremony, not seeking too much attention considering my illegitimate son and former life. Once the king's advisor got note of our marriage, we were given a smaller house near the barracks where we could raise our family, we hoped. As it turned out, Francis was with high likelihood infertile. We blamed it on the first dosage that was administered to him. A chock such as that one could surely render the body incapable of reproducing. We did not care particularly about the fact that we could not have children. Francis took on the role as Erleth's father and handled it impeccably. Erleth grew up and followed in his stepfather's footsteps, advancing highly in the rankings. We were experiencing a long period of peace, which had lasted ever since I put that knife to lord Tengeth's throat and could possibly last for many more decades. Francis and I remained as man and wife for almost forty years before he passed away due to a weakened and diseased body. To honor his legacy we have Erleth, five grandchildren and twelve great-grandchildren. As for myself, I am growing older and frailer by each and every day. One day soon I will likely cease to be as well. My dear friend Francis has been gone for more than twenty years already and I miss him so. I am ready for the chapter after my life.