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The Two Queens Chapter 1 Search for the Traitor Sir Gray Whitestone raised his sword in front of the handsome face of the man ready across the room. Both were tall, strong men, and stripped to the waist as they sparred in the Knight's chamber deep in the heart of King Andrew's Castle. Sir Gray who had hair as thick and dark as a raven's wing, and his opponent, Sir Troy Mayhew was taller and more handsome. "Are you ready this time, Sir Troy? I'd hate to beat you five times in a row. What would the other knights say?" Sir Gray said to him. "If only you could win battles with your mouth Sir Gray," Sir Troy said. Sir Gray then gasped as barely by the thrust of Sir Troy. He danced back quickly. He was lighter on his feet than the taller man, though not as strong. He slid gracefully to the left, with his boots scuffing on the paving stones and he turned his defensive motion into an attack. "You move very quickly!" Sir Troy growled as he twisted aside just in time to avoid Sir Gray's sword. "And you move like a drunken ox Sir Troy!" said Sir Gray. His taunts seemed to infuriate Sir Troy and Sir Gray backpedaled under his furious onslaught of blows. Sweat poured over his brow that stung his bright blue eyes. "Now I have you!" Sir Troy shouted. Sir Troy then swept aside the quicker man's sword and raised his sword preparing to smash down into Sir Gray's armor. "Not so fast, Sir Troy," Sir Gray panted. Then the tip of his sword swiped at Sir Troy's bulge of his leather trousers. "Oh what good blow indeed! Sir Gray," boomed Sir Troy. "Ever the honest knights of both of you," a booming voice from behind the Knights. "My King." Sir Gray moved away from his stunned opponent and gave a deep bow to the man leaning against the far wall. "In battle, the outcome would've been different Sir Gray. You know I fight differently when it's life or death." Sir Troy says to Sir Gray. "True true, my friend. When it comes to your manhood you surely would have saved your life." Said Sir Gray as he patted Sir Troy's powerful shoulder. "The two of you are the finest swordsmen among all my knights, but it is clear who is the better," the King said. The King stepped deeper into the room. A huge bear of a man with a thick beard. More gray now than black. Rich purple robes strained over his massive body. The King once a mighty warrior himself, his brawn had turned to fat over the long years of his reign. "Our blades are at your service, My King. Sir Troy would handle any man- at-arms in your battle as easily as I defeated him. It simply isn't his fault that I'm the greatest Knight in all of the Kingdom!" Sir Gray says to the King. Then the young knight with his blue eyes looks to the woman at the aging king's side know as Queen Sonia. "He isn't modest, is he, Alex my King?" the slender beautiful woman says. Far younger than her husband, Queen Sonia was the most beautiful woman Sir Gray had ever seen. Long, rich brown hair that fell in waves around her shoulders. Her cool eyes regarded him, the blue orbs as icy as a mountain stream in winter. Her beautiful silk blue dress hugged her lean, yet womanly curves, and its plunging neckline did little to hide the perfection of her firm breasts. But the greatest of her assets was the most womanly ass in all the Kingdom. Say what you will about King Alex, he had very good taste in women! "Modesty, My Queen? As you can see my martial skills are nowhere compared to your radiance, my Queen. I am but a humble Knight in your presence." Sir Gray says to her. "No matter what she thinks about you, my great Knight!" The King says as patted Sir Gray on the shoulder and drew him close. The King breath smelled of stale cheese and cheap wine. Sir Gray, thought that as King could he could afford more of the finest foods and wines. But King Alex seemed to have a taste for peasant food. It just tastes better than the royal food. "My King," Sir Troy says as he bowed before the King and Queen as he gathers his shirt and coat. However, neither the King nor Queen paid him any mind. But the two guards did at the door and raised their hands in salute to Sir Troy. This was done because Sir Troy was a great Knight as well. "Good sparring, Sir Troy," Sir Gray said in passing him. For all the times they practiced dueling, he relied on the great knight for more than just practice. You see they drank together. They chased beautiful women together and there was no one else whom Sir Gray would rather ride into battle with. "As soon as the king is done speaking to us, we'll head into town and see if we can't find us a pair of lovely women to keep us company tonight!" Sir Gray said to Sir Troy. "Of course, my friend," Sir Troy says to Sir Gray they walked together. Sir Troy was one that hardly smiles. He was ever the serious Knight. However women seemed to love him, though, and Sir Gray was more than a little envious of the attention Sir Troy got from all the ladies and commoners alike. Sir Gray thought to himself, "There must be something to the strong and silent type of man." For Sir Gray, he had to rely on his boyish smile and charm. Then Sir Troy and Sir Gray turned towards the King. Then Sir Gray asked, "Ah, my King, what is that you would tell us? Perhaps a tale or two of our mighty great battles?" Before the King leads all of them out of the sparring room and into the hall he chuckled and placed his arms around Sir Gray's shoulders and said, "As entertaining as you may be Sir Gray I need you and Sir Troy for a special quest." As Queen Sonia walks with them she pursed her lips and said, "Yes, Sir Gray a very special quest. Especially for you." "No worries my King, Sir Troy and myself will take on this quest like we always do. My King, you look very concerned. Is anybody in harm's way or something?" Sir Gray asks. "No, not yet Sir Gray but they could be without you accepting this quest." the King said. For Sir Gray, no quest was too large or dangerous. He was no coward. Many times he'd charged the field of battle and risked his life. He also knew a knight's armor was good protection, but it could fail without any skill. He and Sir Troy had seen this all too many times. For they would not shy away from combat but would never be eager for it. Finally, all of them made their way to the top of the tallest tower in the Kingdom. Sir Gray felt that something was odd and strange about what the King was going to tell him about this quest. For he knew that Vincent, the king's wizard, dwelt up there. Sir Gray did not like any magic whatsoever. Sir Gray was terrified of him. A sword, an ax, or an arrow Sir Gray could understand. He knew how to fight attacks against those things. But Magic on the other hand was a different thing. Against it, he was as defenseless as Queen Sonia against Sir Troy! Sir Gray pulled on his shirt and buttoned his coat over it thinking it would offer some protection against Vincent's sorcery. "My King is it wise to bring the Queen along with us?" Sir Gray said surprised that the Queen followed them up the twisting staircase steps to the wizard's chamber door. Even the pair of guards stayed below leaving them alone in Vincent's chambers. Sir Gray and Sir Troy couldn't imagine anyone wanting to come and see Vincent the Wizard on purpose. As The King pushed open the narrow door to Vincent's Chambers he says to Sir Gray, "My Knight this matter concerns the Queen as well. Then the King and others entered Vincent's chambers. The Wizard's chambers was a wide circle, furnished with skulls, towering bookcases, numerous jars and beakers half-filled with noxious liquids, and at least a century's worth of cobwebs. All of them noticed the stale air smelled faintly of sulfur and moldy parchment. "Alex, you're late," the tiny weasel of a man says to the King. Sir Gray is insulted by the way Vincent addressed the King says to him, "Address him properly. For he is your King!," "Easy, Sir Gray. I am used to his ways," the King said as he made a soothing gesture with his plump hands. The Wizard looks Sir Gray up and down and asks, "Well you must be the mighty Sir Gray?" Queen Sonia not fond of Sir Gray says to Vincent, "Sadly, he is the best among my husband's Knights," The Queen then lounged on a chair, crossing her legs and kicking her slipper foot idly back and forth. "Vincent, yes it is he. "He is a great Knight and warrior. I don't think I could have bested him even in my prime. His sword is very quick." The King says to him. "Doesn't matter what he does with a sword. Is he clever in mind? For this quest will involve the mind more than the brawn." the wizard asks the King. Queen Sonia who was starting to become agitated by being there then says, "That's debatable about him. But apparently, he has a quick tongue and I suspect lies and deceptions would come easily to him. I think he'll be perfect for this quest." "Excellent. Good to know he'll do well when he is transformed!" Vincent says as he rubs his hands together. Sir Gray concerned about what Vincent had said he asks the King, "Pardon me, My King, I really would like to know what Vincent is talking about being transformed!" "Yes, yes my Knight," the King coughs before turning to face Sir Gray. " "You see with the help of Vincent's magic you are going to be transformed into the form of my Queen." The King says quietly to Sir Gray. "I beg your Pardon, my King?" Sir Gray yelped. Surely he hadn't heard that right. "Sir Gray, Vincent knows an enchantment that will transform your body, wholly and completely, into an exact copy of my Queen Sonia," the king explained. "The Hell he can! I don't want to be a woman!" Sir Gray screamed. For he loved women as a man does! Not to be one! "Sir Gray, I would not make such a request from you my greatest Knight if it wasn't a great need to protect my Queen and the Kingdom. There is a plot we have discovered to capture my lovely young bride the Queen and hold the kingdom itself for a ransom! There is a rival among us that is plotting this." the King says to him. "Then summon us Knights, My King! For I will crush the Traitor myself! I'll have him executed before anyone joins him. Even the chaos and danger of battle has to be better than petticoats and women's undergarments!" Sir Gray says out loud! The King shook his head To plead his case Sir Gray says to the King, "Sir Troy and I will lead the assault. This will be over in a matter of days!" "My Knight, we are unsure of this traitor's identity. We need to flush him out. That is where you come in. His men have spies throughout the Kingdom and will get word to the Traitor about you and Sir Troy if you go after him like this." The King says to Sir Gray. "How can I do that as a woman? More important as the Queen?" Sir Gray asked. "Since the plot concerns the traitors capturing her I thought about setting a trap. You see every trap needs bait. Since she is my Queen I will not risk her life. For she is more precious to me than the Kingdom itself." The King explained to Sir Gray. "So you want me to take her place and get captured and not be able to defend myself? Won't they know I'm not her?" Sir Gray asks. Then, Vincent, the wizard says to Sir Gray, No, because you see I have just the right spell to transform you into the very form of the Queen." Then the King answers Sir Gray's other question. "My Knight you will take her place until they capture you. Once you, as the Queen are in their possession, you will reveal who the traitors are and your location. Then we'll send Sir Troy and the other knights along with my soldiers to kill them and rescue you so you can transform back into yourself again." The King answering Sir Gray. "How will I contact you?" Sir Gray asks. Vincent then answers Sir Gray and says, "My fearless Knight the magic spell that I will cast upon you will also allow me to track your whereabouts when you're captured. In this case, it will allow me, to find you through my crystal ball, who is with you, and see where you are at." The King sure of himself of this plan says out loud, "We can catch the traitor off guard Sir Gray. By the time he realizes he has failed to capture the real Queen Sonia, I'll have my castle under siege and the identity of the traitors revealed." "My King the part that concerns me is when your enemy realizes I'm not the Queen. I know nothing about being a woman." Sir Gray says with a look of concern. "Sir Gray that is why I chose you. Once you've been captured, you are to use all your considerable valuable skills to escape. As a knight, you have taken a sacred oath to this Kingdom that ensures your loyalty whether you're a man or woman. I chose you because you're my mightiest warrior and believe you can do this. With your bravery, you have the greatest chance to escape make this quest successful." The King says to him. "I see my King. Don't like this plan. But I see why it must be done." Sir Gray says. Then the queen smiled as her plump lips splitting over her straight white teeth and says to Sir Gray, "Most likely you will die, great Knight before you're rescued. At least this is the best chance for us to surprise the traitors. For no man can ever handle being a woman. For we are strong and able to endure things done to our body that men cannot understand." Sir Gray then thought to himself, "She may be beautiful, but couldn't imagine bedding a woman with a heart as cold as hers. The king must be really in love with her to sacrifice his best Knight." "My Kingdom and my Queen's fate hangs on your words, Sir Gray. "What say you, my Knight? Will you become my queen for this mission?" The King asks Sir Gray. Sir Gray wanting to make sure this is what the King wanted him to do asks, "Are sure My King you want to turn me into your Queen?" For he knew then that the King's plan hinged on him being transformed into her form. But Sir Gray still was worried about the suicidal nature of the mission. He looked over at the queen. Vincent noticed the concerned look on Sir Gray's face and said to Sir Gray, "Don't worry my Knight you will look exactly like her. It's only for a few days until we find the traitor. To help calm your fears I've been told it is an enlightening experience for a man. Besides, if or when you return or to the Kingdom, I'll remove the spell and you'll be a man again." "All right my King I'll do it for you and the Queen." Sir Gray said after pondering on it for some time. "For a Knight, it must be obedience to the crown no matter if he is a man or a woman to serve the Kingdom faithfully. "When do we start?" Sir Gray asks. Sir Troy not wanting to see the transformation and surprised by what Sir Gray had said looks at him and says, "Sir Gray I'm going to the Knight's chambers and prepare to rescue you when the time comes. You're this Kingdom's greatest Knight my friend. Be careful. Sir Troy left Vincent's chambers. Then King Alex says to Vincent, "Alright Vincent let's proceed the traitors will be here to capture my Queen soon." Vincent then gestured to Sir Gray and the Queen and said, "Unfortunately I need both of you to disrobe please." Sir Gray suddenly thought to himself at least something good is coming from this!" To see the Queen naked will be a memory he would not forget. However, he will have her form very shortly. Sir Gray then pulled off his coat and shirt and turned his blue eyes towards the Queen. Her face turned white as she slowly rose to her feet. "My Knight I would like you to Avert your gaze away from King!" the King asked. "No, my King he must see her. They must see each other in their naked form." Vincent says out loud. "Wizard I will not forget this" the Queen hissed. Sir Gray watched her closely as she pulled her blue silk gown over her head and dropped it at her feet. Next, she removed her silk undergarments until she was completely naked. The Knight couldn't help but stare at her pure alabaster skin that was bared before his eyes. He'd been with many a maiden in his day, but never one so supple or unblemished. She was so perfect in every detail. "Sir Gray do you wish to live through the night. Stop staring at my Queen's beautiful body and disrobe?" the king growled when he noticed Sir Gray's staring at her. "Apologies, my King," Sir Gray said hastily. He then kicked off his boots and pulled off his tight leather breeches with a minimum amount of grunting and only a little hopping on one foot. Finally Nude, he stepped up to the Queen. She was only a few inches shorter than he, tall and graceful, with full firm breasts, the tiniest of waists, and the most womanly ass he had ever seen. "Sir Gray I'm not impressed with your manhood. And you call yourself a Knight? It appears more of a match or maybe even a toothpick!" Queen Sonia says to Sir Gray. "Be still and quit talking you two," the wizard snapped. Unimpressed by either of them, he began his spell. Suddenly Sir Gray began to grunt as he felt a sudden pressure against his eyes and ears. Then for a moment, everything seemed to double before his eyes, two queens, two wizards. He then shook his head and finally, his vision returned to normal. "The woman spell is in progress," Vincent shouted. "Now for the transfiguration." He shouted once more! The candles placed about the room flicked, and a chill wind seemed to arise from the walls themselves. Sir Gray still stared at the woman before him. So pale, so beautiful, it seemed to him as if he hung above her by an invisible cord. Suddenly the room grew quiet as a crypt and Sir Gray's breath caught in his throat. His eyes met the Queen's and everything but those bright blue irises faded from his sight. Then he heard a dull, rhythmic thudding, and then another. The sound of their heartbeats grew louder in his ears, out of sync, but getting nearer and nearer. A cold shiver washed over his naked skin, and he threw his head back, gasping at its chill. Then their hearts beat as one. "This is incredible! You have outdone yourself this time Vincent!" the king muttered. "It is finished," Vincent muttered. "This is, unsettling and unnatural," the queen muttered before stepping back and falling onto her chair exhausted from the transformation spell. She then slips her silk undergarments and her dress back on. "My King I feel different," Sir Gray says as he tries to right himself. Suddenly to his ears, his voice sounded just like the Queen's. He shook his head and felt long, brown hair brushed over his smooth shoulders. Then he looked down at himself. Immediately his eyes bulged as they took in his new body. He was now soft, and he gazed at his heavy, rounded breasts with a mixture of wonder and dismay. Sir Gray always loved a good pair, to be sure, but he never expected to see them from his perspective! "It's as if I have two Queens!" the king said out loud. "My King please don't get any ideas!" Sir Gray shrieked, wincing at the shrill note in his voice that sounds just like the queen. Then the thought occurred to him did he still have his cock? So with both hands, he felt between his silky thighs and knew it was gone all right! Instead of his proud member and its two dangling companions now delicate lips nestled in a downy mound in its place. "Not that!" he whimpered in the Queen's voice as he touches her vagina. "It wasn't much anyway Sir Gray.," Queen Sonia sneered from her chair. Then the King after staring at his second Queen suddenly Sir Gray was still naked in her form pulls off his cloak and wraps around him. "Here put this on my dear!" he said as he wrapped Sir Gray's trembling form in his bearskin cloak. "My King I'm not your dear. Remember I'm still Sir Gray Whitestone inside your Queen's form!" Sir Gray said in her voice. He then huddled into the heavy furs and looked up at his King. "Right, of course, Sir Gray. We'd better get you to the Queen's chambers. It probably won't be too long before they come to get you.," The King says as he guides Sir Gray along As his bluster faded and the look of confusion in his eyes as well. Vincent then looks at the Queen and says "And you, my Queen Sonia, we shall hide you here for the night," "Wizard I hope you have a clean bed for me. This place is filthy.," she says in disgust. As the King led him down the stairs Sir Gray says to him, "So I get transformed into a woman and now you send me off to get kidnapped and she's worried about the linens in Vincent's chambers!" Right away Sir Gray noticed the stone was rough and cold against his suddenly small, soft feet. His limbs seemed so weak, yet he swayed with an odd grace as he walked, as if he was gliding on an icy surface of a winter pond. "Sir Gray gather your wits, Knight. Your ordeal is just beginning," the king said ominously. "It's only temporary," Sir Gray reminded himself as the King brought him to the Queen's chambers. Once the King leaves he immediately removes the King's cloak and grabs the white dressing gown left out on the Queen's bed. He quickly her form with it. All of a sudden he notices a tall mirror in her chambers. He stands before it and begins to admire her form with his eyes wide open. Gone were his brawny shoulders, his lean, wiry arms. He fingers the flimsy white dressing gown covering his curves and wiggled his tiny toes. His body was beautiful to look at, but if he had to fight like this, he didn't know if he'd have the strength to properly wield a sword. He swiveled his head to look further into the queen's lushly appointed chamber. Thick carpets, gilded paintings, vases, and statuettes from across the realm, all created by master hands. It was far from the life he led in the small Knights Chambers. If he was going to be stuck as a woman for a few days, he could do worse. The dozens of candles and blazing lamps cast the room into flickering golden light, and he twisted and turned before the silver mirror. He felt a stirring in his loins and he groped himself through the linen. Still no cock, of course, and he was about to blow out the candles in disgust when a thought occurred to him. "Wait a moment I have the Queen's body," he mumbled. Not precisely true, but his body was the same as hers. Touching himself would be like touching her. He grinned in the mirror, aroused by her wickedly beautiful image. He reached up and caressed his firm bosom through his sheer nightgown. If the queen ever found out what he was doing, she would kill me for certain. Surely she knows that I'm going to be curious being in her form. "You're a saucy little tart, my Queen," he chuckled, but to his dismay, it sounded more like a naughty giggle. He pushed that thought from his mind and explored further, touching his soft belly and over her curvy hips. No sooner had he spread his feet a little wider his hands slipped around the insides of his thighs when a shadow fell over the mirror. Realizing someone else was also in her chambers Sir Gray shouts out, "Who's there?" He then spun around very light on his toes like a dancer. Then suddenly a black form lunged at him, and he let out a high little scream as he found himself wrestling his attacker. The man wore dark leathers and smelled of wood smoke and sweat. His powerful arms wrapped tight around Sir Gray's womanly waist, lifting him from his feet. "Come along, my Queen, before I wring your neck!" the man growled. "Fool!" Sir Gray shouted as he raised his fist high above his head. He brought them down with all his might right into the brute's leering face. The attacker staggered back but didn't let go of him. Sir Gray winced as pain shot up from Queen's delicate hand. He wiggled uselessly as the thug heaved him against the stone wall, driving the breath from her form. "That will teach you my Queen." the attacker hissed. Stunned, Sir Gray could only gasp as the man threw him down and neatly tied his wrists behind his back. He'd never been bested so quickly or so completely. He grit his teeth as a strip of cloth was ripped from his nightgown and shoved down his throat. He kicked and thrashed, but the man sat firmly down on his backside as he tied Sir Gray's slim ankles with a short length of rope. The Queen's body was light and agile, but not nearly as powerful. Dread filled his belly, and he fought tears as the man heaved him up and threw him over his shoulder. He had the Queen's body now, and he needed to find a way to compensate. "The Queen is a wild one, another voice grumbled. "I'll take care of that," as the man patted the Queen's plump bottom and taking a fistful of her long, dark hair. He then pulled the Queen's head, straining his neck. "Can't have you causing a fuss my Queen!" the man said. With a swift motion, he brought his fist down, slamming into the transformed knight's head. The room seemed to spin and then went black. The next thing Sir Gray heard was "Well, well, if it isn't King Alex's little tart," as the slender man sneered down at Sir Gray. He had a sharp face and sharper eyes. Those dark eyes seem to cut right through the filthy, torn nightgown barely clinging to the knight's slender, feminine body. Three days tied up like a pig and stuffed into a large wooden chest had taken its toll. Still, he was a sworn Knight to protect the Kingdom. Suddenly Sir Gray sees who the traitor is. Sir Gray in the Queen's voice says, "Duke Keel, I should have known you were behind this treachery!" Sir Gray rubbed the Queen's wrists and ankles, wishing he had more strength in them so he could strangle the nobleman right there. "No please, my Queen, do try to be agreeable? You'll find my charms easy enough to get used to, once your dear husband's crown rests upon my head!" as he stroked Queen's soft cheek with a gloved hand. Sir Gray recoiled and slapped the duke across the jaw hard enough to send him reeling. "Touch me again you Bastard and I'll slice off your cock and feed them to the carp in the moat!" Sir Gray snarled. "You stupid little bitch!" the rat-faced duke says as he recovers quickly from the slap. He then wiped his chin before raising it high, prepared to backhand the Queen. "Go ahead, strike me, you Bastard!" Sir Gray said to him. The Queen's hand throbbed, but he raised her chin in defiance. If he could just get a hold of a sword somewhere. "You'd like that very much, wouldn't Queen Sonia?" Keel snorted and lowered his hand. "But no. I will have you intact, at least until King Alex sends your bounty. He will empty his coffers to get you back. At the same time, I'll fill my coffers with his bounty. The King is weak-minded controlled by your pussy my Queen. As long as I have you and he doesn't know who does the Kingdom will be in turmoil. He will be defenseless when the throne is seized out from under him!" "It will never work, Duke Keel! I'll kill you myself before then!" Sir Gray says to him the Queen's stern tone. "I would change your tone, if I were you, my Queen. You are quite beautiful, and for many of my men, they would love to jump at the chance of spreading your legs to get at that beautiful pussy of yours! So if you behave and for the sake of unity, I might wed you myself once King Alex is dead and rotting in the grave." Duke Keel says as he twists his trimmed little beard. Sir Gray wanted to vomit from the Duke's betrayal of the Kingdom. "Never!" Sir Gray shouts in the Queen's voice. "Guards, take her to the baths. Make sure she is clean and fed. After that, send her to the dungeon I've prepared already. Perhaps a night in a cell will make her more compliant?" commands Duke Keel. "Don't count on it, you traitor!" Sir Gray says as he spits on Duke Keel. The guards, two beefy men clad head to toe but otherwise unarmed, grabbed Sir Gray by the Queen's arms and hauled him off. Sir Gray saved his words and his strength. Perhaps he'd been too forceful with Duke Keel. It would be better they think of him as some pampered Queen too frightened and weak to even try to escape. Maybe he could use her feminine charms to try and escape. "Please, good men, where are you taking me?" he asked in the softest voice of the Queen he could manage. It sounded like honey on their ears. "Just be quiet now my Queen," said one gruffly as they carried him along. The Queen's slippered toes barely touched the stone floors. "We don't mean to harm you, my Queen. But you shouldn't make a fuss. Duke Keel gets real mean when he's angry," the other one added. How dare this guard try and soothe him, as if he wasn't a powerful warrior and Knight himself. Sir Gray sighed deeply. At this moment, as the Queen, he was no longer the strong mighty knight he once was. The guards brought him to a steamy bath, and thankfully, guarded the door while a trio of maids rushed to him and quickly stripped him of the Queen's soiled nightgown. They guided him into a big copper bath, filled nearly to overflowing with hot, soapy water. He sighed as the aches of his rough journey began to melt from the Queen's long, slender limbs. "I could get used to this being the Queen." he thought to himself. As one maid scrubbed the Queen's feet where he'd propped them at the edge of the bath the another lathered her beautiful brown hair. "My Queen is too kind," the serving girl said to him. Sir Gray then smiled at her. She was a cute little blonde, and plump, in all the right places. If he were in his own body, he'd be ready to fuck her then and there. Then reality set in as he realized his cock was gone, as were his balls. The frustration of it was almost too much to bear. For he is in the Queen's form. Sir Gray was surprised at how quickly and efficiently they moved. They had him washed and dried in moments and even brushed out his long brown hair, making it seem to shine. Once dry they presented him with new slippers and a simple gown, both red trimmed in black, It was Duke Keel's colors of course. He felt like a traitor by wearing them. It was worse even than wearing a dress, to begin with! The garment was longer than a nightgown made of silk and Sir Gray found himself tripping over it as he was led to his cell. "How did women ever walk in these damned things?" Sir Gray said to himself. Right then and there he thought about making how to make a move to escape but knew better not to do it then. The cell was small and clean. Besides the little bed sat a stool and small a latrine on the other side of the cell. Certainly after all he had gone through in the Queen's form he needed rest and food if he was going to have any chance of overpowering grown men. The clank of the metal bars locking shut behind him made him cringe. He was trapped, certain enough. In more ways than one. Later in the night, Sir Gray suddenly awakes because of pressure in the Queen's lower stomach area. Then it occurred to him that he had not relieved himself since being transformed into her. With the guards gone he made his way to the latrine and raised the silk gown and sat on it. Suddenly liquid flowed from the Queen's pussy leaking into the latrine and the pressure that he felt began subsiding. Sir Gray found that peeing as a woman was very different than a man's and somewhat enlightening. Then Sir Gray said to himself, "Just think I did what the Queen does every day. However, I still like peeing standing better than sitting!" Before long five days passed, and Sir Gray was growing increasingly concerned that Vincent somehow couldn't find him. He'd hoped the guards would come and lead him to the baths once again, but instead, he stayed locked in this cozy little cage. Of course, they brought him plenty of food and wine, and every day a big steaming basin of soapy water and a sponge to cleanse the Queen's body, but they never let him out. It appeared that Duke Keel seemed to have an endless supply of women's silk gowns in his colors. Every day Sir Gray found himself pulling yet another silky dress over the Queen's curvaceous feminine body. If it weren't so humiliating, he would have admitted that the silky fabric felt a lot nicer than his usual wool and leather. Every day Duke Keel visited him. And every day The Duke would offer to let Queen Sonia keep her crown if she would be with him, but after the fifth day, he'd stopped even that. Perhaps he'd grown weary of wiping the Queen's spit every day from his beard. Sir Gray meanwhile, ate every scrap of food they brought him and even requested more. He had no intention of letting the Queen grow fat but needed energy when he tried to escape. With no books or company, he filled his days with exercises he would do as a Knight. It was the exercises that were taught to build strength and speed. "Amazing," he said as he hopped to his feet on the evening of his fifth night in Duke Keel's castle. He had only managed to build a little strength, but the Queen's body was incredibly flexible and agile. Never a brute fighter, he began to see how he could use this increased grace and quickness to his advantage. He pulled a sweat-soaked silk dress over his head and dutifully bathed the Queen with the warm, soapy sponge after the guards had left. "I bet I could out-maneuver any swordsman I faced right now," he said softly to himself as he washed the Queen's beautiful full breasts. He was getting used to them now. At first, the generous swells of soft flesh had seemed a hindrance to his motions. He supposed it was possible to get used to anything, given enough time. Even having the Queen's pussy! He shivered as the rough sponge rubbed against his nipple. The little pink nub hardened at the sensation. "This isn't right. The Queen would want me to respect while I'm in her form." he said to himself as he continued to touch and explore. Finally, he dropped the sponge into the bowl and quickly dried the Queen's body off. It wasn't like before, in the queen's bed-chamber, when it was her reflection that had aroused him. Now he wasn't lusting after the queen's body but enjoying the sensation of being in her form. As he lay down he knew one more good sleep and he'd have to find a way to escape on the tomorrow. Under the soft blankets, he spread the Queen's long limbs and a slight moan escaped from her plump lips. Her voice was throaty, like the purring of a kitten. No doubt in the Queen's form he was sexy, and he knew it. Gently he touched her breasts again, teasing the rosy points with her soft fingers. The pleasure of the touch thrilled him, and her hands moved even lower. A gasped in her voice camp as he explored the Queen's female sex. Then Sir Gray began to realize that in her form he had what every man lusted for, a beautiful pussy! No doubt he'd seen the way the guards looked at him when they brought him his food and clothes. Especially the water for his bath. He knew they wanted to fuck the Queen. They wanted to touch and fuck her pussy! "Oh my!" he shuddered as her fingers found the Queen's sensitive clit. His eyes flew open as pleasure, unlike anything he'd ever felt before jolted the Queen's sexy body. Sir Gray thrashed under the blankets, and her slender toes curling in the sheets. Her nimble fingers found those most sensitive spots between the Queen's shapely thighs, and as one orgasm flowed into the next. Right then he knew just how he was going to escape come morning! "Guard, can you please come here," Sir Gray says in his most seductive Queen's voice. Sir Gray leaned against the iron bars of his cell as he smiled out into the hallway. The Queen's voice was as smooth as finest satin, and in moments, not one, but two burly guards stepped around the corner. Earlier he'd put on a white, silken dress. The low-cut garment clung to the Queen's every curve, her beautiful breast, her shapely legs, and womanly ass. Sir Gray licked the Queen's lips at the men while they stare at him. At that point they had no armor on, wearing only studded leather waistcoats over their tunics and breeches. Each had a simple sword and a short club hanging from his belt. "What do you want, my Queen?" one of them said nervously. The other one laughed as his eyes were fixated on the Queen's luscious body. "I've been in here so long and without a man to fulfill my needs." Sir Gray says to them in the Queen's seductively. Using the Queen's blue eyes he locked on the lustier of the two guards and while he licked her lips. "So long without a man to keep me company." Sir Gray says in the Queen's in the same seductive tone. "Do you hear that, Rek? I told you those royal women are all sluts!" The dark one says to the younger companion. "But she's a queen!" the young one says. "A queen is still a woman just like any woman. Every woman Queen or not has needs." Sir Gray purrs in Queen's voice. Sir Gray should have been disgusted trying to entice these men. But he found it fun and quite powerful in seducing these men. "Yes, she's a woman all right. A mighty sexy one too!" the dark one says as he begins unbuckling his belt. Then his belt fell to the stone floor with a clank. "Nome, we could be hanged for this!" the younger says. Sir Gray then turned the Queen's eyes to the younger one and smiled. "Nome, I think he's afraid I'll ruin his innocence," Sir Gray says. Then Sir Gray looked at the darker one and said to him, "Nome, maybe not yours though?" "Nope, my Queen. Not hardly!" the dark guard says while laughing. "Good! What do you two boys say? I'd hate to choose between you. I'm not greedy if..." Sir Gray paused and bit the tip of the Queen's finger. "What If I ask for both of you?" Sir Gray says to them in the Queen's seductive voice "What a slut!" Nome says. Nome then pulled down his breeches and with his rough hand pawed at his manhood. Sir Gray had never been a big man, down below, though most women had seemed pleased well enough with his average cock. However this guard's cock was long and thick, with dark skin pulsing along his veins as he twisted it to life with his heavy, callused hand. "Oh wow someone is ready for me already!" Sir Gray says in the Queen's seductive tone. He'd seen other men nude before, of course. But never in this state, with a raging hard cock! Sir Gray then studied the man's cock through the bars, expecting a wave of revulsion to hit him any moment. But it never came. "Must be Vincent's spell." Sir Gray thought. Nome looks at Rek and pats him on the back and says, "Come on, Rek, draw your weapon! You'll only get to shag a queen once in your life!". "Please Rek I want to see your cock. I want both of you so badly!" Sir Gray says. Sir Gray knowing that his plan was starting to work took a deep breath. He knew was acting like a woman to escape. Then Rek stripped below his waist. His cock was even larger than Nome's. Pale and topped with a bright pink head, instantly he grew stiff, with his cock bobbing and waving like a leveled lance. "Now get on your knees like a good little harlot my Queen," Nome said as he moved towards the cell. Nome then leaned against the iron bars, thrusting his manhood between them. Rek then followed right behind, pushing his big cock out towards Sir Gray's other side. "What, you men don't want to fuck the Queen's Pussy first?" Sir Gray says pouting seductively. This wouldn't do. The guards needed to open the cell and not stay outside of it! The plan needs them to open the cell to escape. "Maybe Later. "Why don't you put your beautiful little mouth to work our cocks first my Queen!" Nome said. "Oh my. So you want me to suck your cocks first?" Sir Gray asked. Suddenly he knew that if this went any further with the two men, he would no longer be acting. The realization came to him that He'd be sucking a man's cock no matter what body he may be hiding in. He thought to himself, "What kind of knight would he be if he let another man use his mouth for pleasure?" It wasn't his mouth but the Queen's! Sir Gray's knees grew weak as he sank onto the floor. With Queen's trembling hands, he reached up and grasped them both. Then Sir Gray fantasied about the Queen and how she would suck his cock. "That's right my Queen, get your fill of our cocks!" Nome muttered as Sir Gray placed the Queen's small hand wrapped tight around it. Whether it was because they were larger than himself as a man, or that his hands were so small, Sir Gray gasped at how huge both men felt to him. They were so hard and leaking clear substance from their cocks. "Young man your cock is huge," Sir Gray says to him as he leaned to his right side close to Rek's young cock. Rek's cock loomed over Sir Gray's face, huge and hard. How was he going to suck another man's cock? Sir Gray barely had time to finish the thought before he opened the Queen's lips and kissed the young guard's manhood just below the tip. Immediately Sir Gray felt the Queen's pussy heat up as he kissed the guard's stiff cock all over, dragging her plump lips and wet tongue all over the hot pole. "Oh my, Queen that feels so good!" Rek moaned. His words sent a shiver down Sir Gray's spine. The boy wanted him in the worst way, and it made Sir Gray suddenly feel wonderful. At that moment he was, sexy, desirable, and feminine in the Queen's body. With no encouragement, he opened the Queen's mouth even wider and sucked that cock humming and slurping at him. "Hey, give me some of that mouth too!" Nome said to Sir Gray feeling that his cock was being neglected. Sir Gray then glanced over at him as he waggled his cock through the bars. He pulled away with a smack of his wet lips off of Rek's cock and began sucking Nome's. Both cocks were so hot, so thick, so big! Back and forth Sir Gray sucked one each one with the Queen's mouth. Suddenly Sir Gray could feel the Queen's pussy begin to soak the silk undergarment. The Queen's pussy throbbed between her legs. "Oh please don't stop!" Rek begged as Sir Gray's lips slid up and down his shaft. Sir Gray then looked up at his youthful face and saw he was about to release his seed in the Queen's mouth! Without realizing it he'd given this boy all lots of pleasure. Then Sir Gray filled with an urge from the Queen's body to taste another man's seed in her mouth. This caused him to think of his mission of what he needed to do. "No, I want more!" Sir Gray said in the Queen's seductive voice as he leaned back and wagged her finger at the men. "Not before you fill your Queen's pussy up with your cocks!" Sir Gray says seductively. To motivate them Sir Gray then stripped off the silk gown and undergarments and laid back on the cell's bare stone floor, naked and beautiful. He spread the Queen's long legs and slipped a hand over her flat belly. Then Sir Gray used her fingers up and down between the wet, pink folds of the Queen's Pussy. Nome with desire and an extremely hard cock that needed relief says to Sir Gray"You don't have to ask me twice, my Queen!" Nome nearly stumbled with his breeches around his ankles as he fished out the keys out of his pockets. Sir Gray tensed, for he knew it almost time to spring into action. The men jostled with each other to be first as they opened the cage. Then the transformed knight sprang to his feet and into action. Nome entered first and Sir Gray cut him off with a sharp punch right to his throat. He may not have the power he once had, but the quick strike staggered the half-naked guard. Sir Gray knew that a man's strength flowed from his loins, from his own experience. It was the perfect time to attack during his weakness. Then with a feminine growl, Sir Gray brought the Queen's tiny, foot up into the man's heavy balls as hard as he could. He then felt a feeling of satisfaction as Nome fell like a sack of turnips. Rek surprised by what he was seeing the Queen do to Nome says, "Why are you doing this, my Queen?" Then stumbling backward Rek with his eyes as wide as saucers Sir Gray scooped up the heavy key ring and dashed around the stunned young guard, as light and quick as a fawn. Sir Gray then slammed the cell door and locked it into place. Now both guards in his old cell. "Sorry, Rek, your Queen has some unfinished business to take care of with Duke Keel." Sir Gray says to him while smiling. Sir Gray tossed the keys down the hall and says to both of them in the Queen's voice, "Looks like you two are the prisoner now!" Rek looking hurt more than angry ask Sir Gray, "How could you have tricked us?" "Because you are traitors just like Duke Keel! Lucky for you I didn't kill both of you! Sir Gray says in the Queen's stern tone. Sir Gray then pulled one of the guard's swords from the floor where they'd left their belts and breeches. Realizing the Queen was naked Sir Gray grabs a robe that was hanging in one of the unused cells. He put it on to cover her nakedness. Now armed and somewhat clothe he then realizes the Queen's slippers were still in the cell with Nome and Rek. Now he'd have to escape the castle without any shoes! There was nothing he could do now but to go for it. Sir Gray looked all around before dashing down the hall. He needed to find a way out of the castle before his escape was discovered! Down in the dungeons, even the clean comfortable cell Sir Gray had been kept in, the castle was as quiet as a graveyard. As he climbed staircase after staircase, the sounds of the castle grew louder and louder. Sir Gray ducked between doorways whenever he heard footsteps or voices. Finally, he reached a darkened doorway that opened up onto the main courtyard. "Sir Troy must be here!" he said to himself. It was the only explanation for all the Duke Keel's men scurrying about, donning armor on the run and drawing weapons. Sir Gray then realized that the wizard's crystal ball must have found my location. Then suddenly a soldier ran past the doorway, and Sir Gray lashed out, with his well-honed battle instincts taking over. With the stolen sword Sir Gray sliced into the running soldier's neck. Had he been in his male form, he'd have taken the man's head clean off. As it was, a long gash through the throat was more than enough to kill him. "Alright, one down and many more to go my Queen," Sir Gray says to himself as he stepped into the daylight. The dead soldier had a crossbow at his side so Sir Gray snatched it up. He then leveled it and shot an arrow at one of Duke Keel's men. "Enemy in the castle!" Sir Gray heard from a shout as a third soldier, who'd been running to the gate, saw his comrade fall to a crossbow arrow in the back. The soldier then spun around toward Sir Gray, swinging his sword. Immediately the soldier's jaw dropped as he saw the Queen in an oversize robe next to him. Sir Gray smiled as he grabbed the stolen sword and spun into action. Stunned by seeing the beautiful Queen, the soldier didn't have a chance. Sir Gray plunged the tip of his sword into the weak spots of his armor again and again, and in moments, the soldier dropped, bleeding out of a dozen wounds. With the Queen's long brown trail trailing behind him and his bloody sword leading the way, Sir Gray dashed up the stairs leading up to the main gatehouse. The Queen's breasts jiggled painfully as he dashed up the stairs, but even so, it was better than how his balls would have felt in the same situation. Sir Gray slammed the Queen's body into a guard at the top of the gatehouse, pushing the man over the battlements. Below the castle, men and horses covered the green fields. His heart leaped as he saw the King's banner flying at the head of the army. Sir Gray then scanned the field, spotting a tall Knight on a red stallion, shouting orders, and waving a long sword. There was no mistaking it was Sir Troy! Sir Gray then jumped up between the barricades, waving his bloody sword high over the Queen's head screaming with her voice as loud as he could. "Sir Troy!" his womanly scream echoed over the field. The knight below lifted his visor. Sir Gray couldn't see his face, but he could imagine the look of surprise. He laughed as Sir Troy sprung into action, rallying the troops around him, readying for an immediate assault. Sir Troy was the only one told by the King that the Queen they were rescuing was Sir Gray. He knew this because of the spell cast upon Sir Gray and was told to rescue him at all cost! "The Queen is loose!" a voice called from his side. Then a trio of the Duke Keel's men stared at Sir Gray in awe of the Queen's beauty. Sir Gray then hopped down and launched into a frenzied attack. He loved the way the Queen's body moved! So light and graceful, so fluid and precise! The guards didn't seem to know how to react to the beautiful Queen handling a sword with precision. Sir Gray with his skill even as the Queen drove them from the top of the gatehouse. Triumphant, Sir Gray looked back to the field and seen that all the King's men were rushing to the wall, pushing tall ladders up to the battlements. More than once Duke Keel's men rallied to take back Sir Gray's position, and each time he drove them back down the stairs. He would deny Duke Keel's archers on this position if he could! The Queen's bosom heaved as he panted, sweaty, and blood splattered. Sir Gray never felt more exhilarated. "Queen Sonia put down that sword! " Duke Keel shouted as he bounded the stairs. The duke hadn't had time to don his armor but instead wore embroidered finery along with a pair of steel gauntlets. He did have his long narrow blade. "Well, the traitor emerges from his hole!" Sir Gray shouts in the Queen's voice! Then Duke Keel and Sir Gray cross their swords. "Prepare to die this day you rat bastard!" Sir Gray says to him in the Queen's harsh tone. "My Queen you fight like a man! No wonder King Alex is so smitten with you. A fighter with a pussy. However, I've never slain a woman in battle before but you've killed my men and compromised my defense." Duke Keel says as his little beard quivered with rage. He then lunged at Sir Gray, and the fight was on. Blades met many times in a clash of sparks and steel. Sir Gray shuddered as the force of Keel's blows rattled the Queen's body to his bones. He danced and whirled and thrust, but as fast as he was, Duke Keel was very well matched to him while he was in the Queen's form. Sir Gray dodged a sudden blow that nearly took the Queen's pretty head from her slender neck. He'd quickly learned to use his female body to his advantage, but it wasn't enough. It would have been a difficult fight even in his male body! Then Duke Keel swung a hard blow that sent Sir Gray's sword spinning over the side of the wall. "And now you die, my Queen!" Duke Keel shouted. The Queen's small hands just couldn't grip it tight enough under the power of that blow. Covered in sweat with the robe slightly open exposing part of the Queen's body, Sir Gray huddled against the stone ramparts, panting. Then Sir Gray thought to himself "Damn I guess this is the end. Who knew I would die as a woman!" With the Queen's beautiful bloodied face Sir Gray staring up at Duke Keel defiantly, he was ready to face his doom. "Coward!" said a deep voice boomed in the warm morning air from the side. "You dare strike at a woman? Your queen at that!" the voice said. Then Duke Keel turned to face this newcomer. Then suddenly hope blossomed in Sir Gray's heart. It was Sir Troy! His armor shone in the bright sunlight, and with a wordless cry, the armored knight sprang towards the duke. Their battle was furious, savage, and lasted only moments. In no time the great Duke Keel was forced back into the wall, his blade swinging to and fro in desperation against Sir Troy's. "Traitor!" Sir Troy shouted as he beat the duke's weapon aside and brought his blade down in a powerful, two-handed stroke that split Duke Keel from his collar bone to the center of his chest. Then Duke Keel fell to the stones, with blood oozing from his mouth and his mutilated body. "Sir Troy! You found me!" Sir Gray cried in the Queen's voice. Sir Gray pushed himself up from the stone ramparts and ran into the handsome knight's arms. Then Sir Gray said in the Queen's soft voice, "Sir Troy you saved my life!" "You're welcome, my Queen," the knight said awkwardly with Sir Gray pressing the Queen's very feminine and alluring body close to his. Sir Gray reaches up and whispers in Sir Troy's ear, "I'm not the bloody queen, you big lug!" Sir Gray pushed himself away from Sir Troy. He wasn't sure why he'd embraced Sir Troy like that. Or why, when he looked up into his face and couldn't help but notice how devastatingly handsome he was. "I didn't believe you were Sir Gray at first. But seeing isn't always believing but hearing you talk like Sir Gray makes me believe! " Sir Troy says as he shakes his head. "The King told me that the real Queen Sonia was being hidden in Vincent's chambers back at the Kingdom! But Wow, Vincent's magic is really powerful indeed! I see only the Queen in torn clothes. What the devil happened to her clothes?" Sir Troy says to Sir Gray. "My friend it's a tale too long to tell you during this battle" Sir Gray says with a grin on the Queen's face. "Sir Troy if you let me by you I'll find some of the Queen's clothes to put on her. This way at least the King's men won't stare at their Queen wearing a loose robe exposing her body and has holes in it! I guess I still have to act as the Queen until we return." Sir Gray says to Sir Troy. "Pardon me, my Queen. No, I mean the mighty Sir Gray!" Sir Troy says laughing. Sir Troy steps aside for Sir Gray. He then makes his way back to the Castle to find some women's clothing to wear. As Sir Gray is walking past Sir Troy he suddenly turns and says to him in the Queen's soft voice, "Sir Troy I want to thank you for saving me. Now hurry up and slay all the duke's men. I grow weary of this battle already!" "Your wish is my command, My Queen!" Sir Troy says while chuckling. As Sir Gray steps into the Castle's great hall, feeling more at peace than he'd been in days. His best friend Sir Troy had arrived and eliminated the treacherous Duke Keel and soon they would return to the Kingdom and Vincent's spell would be lifted and he would be a man again. Sir Gray tired of wearing women's clothes wanted to wear men's clothes again even though he still was in the Queen's form. So he searched the castle for the smallest men's clothes that would fit him. However, when he put men's leather breeches, boots, and linen shirt again on the Queen's body it felt distinctly odd to wear. The clothes felt strange against the Queen's supple skin and womanly curves. Especially he couldn't get the breeches over the Queen's womanly ass! A few days later after the battle in the Castle's main hall, Sir Gray walks in wearing a beautiful gold silk dress. Immediately sees Sir Troy working on the King's plan of establishing order in the Castle. It was early in the evening and Sir Gray was tired of acting like the Queen. There no others in the Castle's Main room but Sir Gray and Sir Troy. Sir Troy was sitting at the massive wooden table in the hall. Before him, the table was filled with stacks of parchments laid out to be examined. Knowing that they were both alone Sir Gray walks up to Sir Troy and says, "Sir Troy let's ride back to the Kingdom tomorrow. We both need a break from this. I'm tired of being the Queen and you as a diplomat. You and I know how much fun we have traveling back!" Of course on the way back Sir Gray had hoped to catch up with Sir Troy and share with him what he'd gone through as Queen in service of the king. Of course, he wondered what Sir Troy would think about the way he lusty sucked the guards' cocks just days before. Sir Troy answered him and says, "You have not ridden like what we use to do since you been transformed into the Queen. The King wants me here to clean up the mess that Duke Keel made while trying to overthrow the Kingdom. I can have Sir Randall and the other Knights escort you back to the Kingdom in the Royal Wagon if you wish." "No, that is fine. Remember it's me Sir Gray in this beautiful woman's body. You don't have to act like I'm the Queen when we're alone." Sir Gray says in the Queen's disappointing tone. "Sir Gray, what's wrong?" Sir Troy asked as he rose quickly laying his big hand on Sir Gray's silk-covered shoulder. He looked down into Queen's eyes, and wondered what was going with Sir Gray inside her form? "Sir Gray coughed and then said to Sir Troy, "I guess your right I'm Sir Gray Whitestone on the inside, but..." he then gestured to the Queen's curves. I don't particularly fancy the upcoming three to four-day ride alone with a bunch of rough knights as the Queen. Things could happen you know. Bad things that almost happened to me and you know what I mean!" Sir Troy slapped his forehead and said, "Sir Gray that never occurred to me! That was stupid of me. I should have realized! Don't worry I'll escort you myself!" "No, no!" Sir Gray said protesting Sir Troy's answer. Without realizing it Sir Gray laid his hands on his friend's brawny chest. The blue shirt Sir Troy wore was stretched tight over his powerful muscles. It wasn't a very masculine gesture, certainly not how he would ever touch a knight before, had he been in his own skin. All the same, he didn't pull away. Sir Gray felt the Queen's body get flush and hot, but it seemed natural. "No Sir Gray we can't have you abandoning your duties as the Queen. Not until we get back to the Kingdom. I'll just stay here and, uh, watch your back," Sir Troy said as he floundered for a good excuse. "Yes, that rat bastard Duke Keel must have one or two loyalists about, ready to hurt you, no I mean the Queen when you aren't looking!" Sir Troy says to Sir Gray. "Well Sir Troy, don't let me keep you from your work," Sir Gray whispered to him softly in the Queen's voice. Sir Troy thought to himself, Sir Gray's voice is so soft and warm as the Queen's I'm going miss it when Vincent changes him back. "Of course, of course. I better get at it. The sooner I'm done, the sooner I can get you back to the Kingdom and back to your old self," SirTroy says to Sir Gray "Yes, Sir Troy I need to get everything back to normal," Sir Gray says. Sir Gray then turned and walked slowly back up the stairs to the finely appointed Queen's chambers. Of course, her maids were waiting to dress him in another one of the Queen's fine apparel. The older maid Millie despite Sir Gray's protests, had the Queen stripped naked, her hair brushed and a little powder applied to her high cheeks, then dressed back up again in moments. This time they found a blue silk gown like the one the real Queen wore the night of his transformation. Then they put on heeled slippers that made the Queen's legs feel very long. Sir Gray could have stopped them of course. And he should have stopped them. But Sir Gray just couldn't bring himself to because somehow he seemed to be enjoying being feminine like the Queen secretly! Surprisingly Sir Troy finished all of his duties and appointed another Knight Sir Randall in command of the Castle. This was so Sir Gray and he could leave the next morning for the Kingdom. Later in the evening, Sir Troy received a note from Sir Gray asking for him to meet in the main hall of the castle to dine. In the main hall, food was already on the table. Sir Troy walks in and notices Sir Gray already sitting across the broad oak table. Sir Troy walks up to Sir Gray and says, "My work is done here. For I'm leaving Sir Randall in command over the castle. We'll ride out in the morning." "Well, that is good news. Come and sit by me while we share our last meal together in the castle with me as the Queen." Sir Gray says to him. Sir Troy smiled and sat next to Sir Gray. They begin dining. As Sir Troy was eating he took notice that Sir Gray was wearing one of the Queen's blue silk dresses, slashed with cream at the sleeves and cut low to display her generous cleavage. This was the first night since being at the castle where Sir Gray and Sir Troy ate alone. Of course, being next to a beautiful-looking woman Sir Troy felt awkward and tried to make conversation. Although neither of them mentioned it or acknowledged it, Sir Troy was wondering if Sir Gray was beginning to enjoy the Queen's body with all the clothes, shoes, and manners that went along with it. Of course Sir Troy treated Sir Gray with all the courtly grace of a Knight dining with a beautiful charming lady. Sir Gray the Knight loved it. "It's a shame really. You look particularly beautiful tonight as the Queen," Sir Troy said, and he immediately blushed the color of scarlet. Right then Sir Troy tried to hid his face behind a goblet of wine. "Sir Troy, do you really think so?" Sir Gray asked softly. Sir Troy shivered from head to toe and watched his Sir Troy closely. Another time, Sir Gray would have laughed at his friend's sudden shyness. But there was no one in the world that Sir Gray trusted more and cared for more than his good friend. They'd long been friends for so long. Sir Troy had even open doors for him and pull out his chair, to make Sir Gray feel and act like the real Queen However, something was happening to Sir Gray. His feelings for Sir Troy had begun to shift. With a confusing look on Sir Troy's face, he says to Sir Gray, "Forgive me for saying so, Sir Gray. I know you, and who you are. I shouldn't have said such things! You look like the Queen but I must remain in the truth of what is reality. You're really Sir Gray my friend and fellow Knight". Sir Gray feeling very different says to Sir Troy, "A lady always likes to hear how beautiful she is, Sir Troy even she is a man on the inside." "A lady?" Sir Troy says nervously, watching the Queen's face. "Yes, I may have been a man days earlier, Sir Troy. But I'm a woman now that happens to be in the exact image of our Queen," Sir Gray says nearly choking on the words as he said them. "Sir Troy in fact I'm a woman in love with you that looks like the Queen," Sir Gray says in the Queen's tender voice. What Sir Gray said was so tender that Sir Troy had to lean over the table to hear what he said. "Sir Gray, I didn't know you felt that way about me. I don't know what to say. I don't fancy men. Right now you look like the Queen which she is a beautiful woman but when you return to the Kingdom you'll be a man again!" Sir Troy says to him. Sir Gray quickly slid from his chair and swayed across the bearskin rug to the Knight. Sir Gray then leaned over the table next to Sir Troy, with the Queen's breasts nearly spilling out of her gown, and said to Sir Troy, "I didn't love you as a man. I'm no poof! But I'm not a man anymore, am I?" Sir Troy with mixed emotions rose to his feet and said to Sir Gray, "In the Queen's body part of you is the same, but much of you is different, as well. Sir Gray, I've never met any woman like you even though I know you're a man! "Sir Troy you'll never meet another woman like me. For I'm a woman that has the mind of a mind. Besides I've never seen you smile as much since I been transformed. It appears that I make you very happy. To be honest with you I want to make you happy, Sir Troy." Sir Gray says to him in the Queen's soft voice. "You do Sir Gray? I can't believe I just said that!" Sir Troy said laughing. "I guess it's not very manly is it?" Sir Gray giggles in the Queen's voice. Then Sir Troy reached up and gently caressed the Queen's cheek. Sir Gray was no longer that Knight of Knights of a man. Right then and there he was Sir Troy's woman, his Queen, and not King Alex's! Sir Troy realizing what he was feeling said to Sir Gray, "Then Sir Gray, I think I love you too," Sir Troy then wrapped his arms around the Queen, holding her as gently as a bird as he brought his lips down to his queen's. Sir Gray's heart pounded in her chest as their mouths met. Sir Troy seemed to pour his soul into the kiss, passionate and tender. Sir Gray then slipped the Queen's tongue into Sir Troy's mouth. Sucking the guard's cocks days before had filled with a desire for a man to give the Queen's body pleasure. Kissing Sir Troy was entirely different. It was romantic, it was sweet, and it filled Sir Gray's heart with joy. "Take me, Sir Troy. Make me your woman tonight!" as Sir Gray whispered into his ear with the Queen's seductive voice. "As my Queen wishes!" Sir Troy as he swept Sir Gray into his arms. Sir Gray laughed with Queens laugh in delight. As he wrapped the Queen's arm around Sir Troy's neck and kicking her feet playfully. Sir Gray felt so small and weak in his arms. It was delicious. Sir Troy then carried him to his massive bed chamber near the top of the castle's tall keep. He kicked the door closed behind them and laid Sir Gray down gently on the huge bed. Sir Gray watched him in the soft candlelight, appraising his manly body as he quickly stripped the Queen's dress for him. Sir Gray had seen Sir Troy naked before, but never through the eyes as a woman. How could Sir Gray have failed to see how magnificent Sir Troy is, with those powerful muscles and big, sensitive hands. "My, no wonder all the lassies love you so much," Sir Gray said to him when he stepped out of his tight breeches. His heavy cock, golden and topped with a broad, purple head that throbbed to life between his toned thighs. It would have made Sir Gray's own cock look like a little boy's, even longer and thicker than the young guardsman's. "Sir Gray it is all for you now, my sweet," Sir Troy says to him as he smiled and knelt before him. Sir Gray gasped in surprise as he knelt on the floor. He gently pulled off his slippers, kissing each of the Queen's tiny toes before his hot lips traveled further up the queen's legs. He pulled down the Queen's silken undergarments as he exposed them covering the queen's womanhood. "I want you so badly, Sir Troy," Sir Gray cried as he sat up. The Queen's beautiful breasts bounced free. Pale and round, topped with plump, ripe nipples, Sir Gray squeezed them together in the offering. Then Sir Troy took that offer, moving up to lick and kiss them. Sir Gray's felt the Queen's body begin to tingle as Sir Troy made gentle love to her bosom. "Sir Gray you're more beautiful than the Queen herself," Sir Troy mumbled as he kissed his way down her flat belly. With a soft moan, he snatched the Queen's silken panties between his teeth. Sir Gray giggled with the Queen's voice and lifted her hips as Sir Troy pulled back, and dragging the last piece of clothing down the queen's impossibly long legs. Finally, when Sir Gray kicked the silk panties free, he spread the Queen's legs wide for him, laying back onto the bed. "Sir Troy make love to me. Make me your woman," Sir Gray whispered urgently in the Queen's seductive tone. Sir Troy moved over him, and Sir Gray bit the Queen's lip. Sir Troy loomed over Sir Gray, big strong, and ever so manly. With the Queen's small hands Sir Gray caressed his muscled chest. Then Sir Gray arched the Queen's back, presenting him with her firm tits and pushing her pussy up toward's Sir Troy's body. "Never fear, my sweet," Sir Troy said gently as he rotated his hips. The incredibly fat knob of his cock prodded softly against the queen's pussy. "I know you've never had a man." Sir Troy says to Sir Gray to ease his mind. "Thank you, Sir Troy," Sir Gray said while the Queen's face was blushing. "Sir Gray just relax," Sir Troy urged as he began to push his cock towards the Queen's pussy. Sir Troy's blunt cock eased between the Queen's delicate lips, spreading them like soft petals of a dewy pink flower. Sir Gray remembered he had used the Queen's fingers on her pussy, the night before his escape, but those slender digits couldn't compare to the thickness of Sir Troy's huge prick. "Oh wow, Sir Troy your cock is so thick!" Sir Gray moans as he felt the queen's lips spread and stretch around Sir Troy's bulbous cock head. The warmth filling of her body intensified to white heat as Sir Troy entered him. Sir Gray panted rapidly, and Sir Troy held himself still over him. Sir Troy had such self-control! Sir Gray smiled up at him as the sharp pain quickly faded. He stroked Sir Troy's cheek and nodded. Sir Troy then pushed further, with his huge cock sinking inch by inch into the Queen's hot, tight pussy. Sir Gray writhed under him, squealing in delight as he felt the Queen's needy pussy expand to accept Sir Troy. His cock, as hard and hot as an iron brand, sent waves of deep, tingling pleasure coursing through the Queen's body. Sir Gray wrapped the Queen's legs around Sir Troy's, her soft heels digging into the backs of Sir Troy's thighs as he began to rock against Sir Gray. "Sir Gray I love you so much, my Queen," Sir Troy grunted as he gave his lean hips a little twist. Then his cock plunged into the Queen's pussy like a battering ram, pushing against the very depths of it, forcing Sir Gray to stretch her pussy very deep as Sir Troy's heavy, furry balls slapped against her ass. "Yes, my Knight keep fucking the Queen's pussy!" was all Sir Gray could manage as he convulsed under Sir Troy. The Queen's pussy clenched as it squeezed Sir Troy's manhood tight, her juices flooding the shaft and leaking out over Sir Troy's heavy sac. Sir Gray inside his mind quietly thanked Vincent, King Alex, and most importantly the Queen for her pussy as her orgasm overwhelmed her body. Cumming as a man, with a penis, had felt wonderful, but it to Sir Gray nothing like this! Sir Troy bent down to kiss Sir Gray again, his tongue sliding into the Queen's mouth and wrestling his into quick submission. Pinned under the Queen, impaled by Sir Troy's huge manhood, Sir Gray never felt more vulnerable, or more protected. Sir Gray held on tight with the Queen's arms to his beefy shoulders as Sir Troy began to fuck the Queen's hard again. Sir Gray felt the Queen's pussy orgasm again, then again, and soon lost track of the moments of pleasure that Sir Troy gave him. Then without warning, Sir Troy threw his head back and roared, as his cock jumped inside the Queen's pussy. Sir Gray gasped as Sir Troy's hot seed gushed into the Queen's pussy. Sir Gray held him tight, her toes curling into Sir Troy's flesh and her long fingernails scraping Sir Troy's shoulders as his cock spurts over and over. "Wow, Sir Gray you're amazing. I would wager that you fuck better than her with her body than she does with her own!" says Sir Troy calming down. "No, my Knight you are amazing. You're ten times the man I ever was! I'm so glad to be your woman." Sir Gray says as he kisses Sir Troy's square chin with the Queen's lips. "Now Sir Troy let me show you how glad I am to be your woman!" Sir Gray says smiling and using the Queen's lips to kiss his way down Sir Troy's belly. Sir Gray pulled the Queen's long, dark hair over her shoulders before stooping over Sir Troy. The with the Queen's mouth doing his best to swallow the beast of Sir Troy's cock whole. Sir Troy filled the Queen's mouth to the breaking point, with his girth straining her jaw and pressing his tongue down against the bottom of the queen's mouth. Sir Gray could taste the Queen's pussy juices on Sir Troy's cock, but a lot of his thick, salty seed dominated the taste. Sir Gray found out he loved the taste of seed! It tasted good in the Queen's mouth. The two made love through the night and into the morning. Sir Gray delighted in the Queen's womanhood. Sir Gray sucked his cock, choking himself again and again as he forced Sir Troy's cock into the Queen's hot throat. Finally Sir Troy released his seed again and Sir Gray swallowed every drop like a woman like the Queen would do. Sir Troy returned the favor, not flinching as buried his handsome face between the Queen's silken thighs and licked the queen's sopping pussy to at least a dozen toe-curling orgasms. And then they fucked again. Then Sir Troy took Sir Gray from behind, holding the Queen's hair like reins as he stretched her pussy and slapped her plump, beautiful womanly ass. Sir Gray then rode him energetically while Sir Troy lay back on the bed. Sir Troy marveled at the Queen's beautiful bouncing breasts and perfect body and showed just how much Sir Gray loved taking Sir Troy's cock. Sir Troy took Sir Gray into his arms and held him up off the floor as he drilled the Queen's pussy while against the chamber's rough stone wall. Sir Troy then pushed Sir Gray onto the bed and released another load of seed again in the Queen's pussy once more. At this point, both Sir Gray and Sir Troy were exhausted and began to cuddle in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking! Sir Gray, thinking about the future with Sir Troy asks him, "Sir Troy do you think the King will let me remain as the Queen when we return to the Kingdom? If so can I be with you or maybe even be husband and wife? I enjoy being a woman in her body and would like to remain one!" Sir Troy suddenly excited that Sir Gray wanted to remain in the Queen's form forever says to him, "I don't know Sir Gray the King is real protective of his Queen. To have two Queens around that might create some feelings of desire in him if you were to remain in her form. I guess you could petition him and have him declare you as the Queen's twin sister. Maybe he might create a title for you in the Kingdom so I can be your servant husband and retire being a Knight so we could make love every day and night." After Sir Troy said this Sir Gray noticed how beautiful he looked in the Queen's form basking in the golden light of the sunrise screaming across the large bed chambers. Sir Gray lays lazily beside Sir Troy in the bed. Then pondering on what Sir Troy said to him Sir Gray says, "Look we just saved his kingdom, why wouldn't he grant our petition? Besides, I gave up my manhood so I could be transformed into the Queen and carry around her tits and pussy to help find out the traitor Duke Keel. At least he could honor my years of service as Knight by letting me remain in her form." "But you're forgetting one thing, my love," Sir Gray says with an affected pout. Sir Gray was only just beginning to understand his feminine wiles, and how they affected men! "What is that, my sweet?" Sir Troy asked with concern. "Silly you have to propose first for me to be your wife!" "Oh yes. I'm sorry I forgot. Remember I've never done this before." Sir Troy says to Sir Gray as he slid off the bed. Then Sir Gray sat up, kicking the Queen's bare feet off the side of the mattress as he watched the handsome Knight fall to his knee before him. "Sir Gray Whitestone, will you be my wife, my love, forever and ever?" he asked convincingly. "Yes, my love! Yes!" Sir Gray cried as tears streaked down the Queen's cheeks. Then Sir Troy looked up at Sir Gray so sweetly and his heart nearly burst from the joy of finding the woman of his dreams that happened to be really a man!