… Princess Pi - Rounding Error

She thought she'd done all the calculations correctly but... Jeff shook her head. Knowledge about her new life had supplanted some of her former knowledge. Nothing major personality wise - she was still Jeff just without ten years of advanced non Euclidean geometrical theory. Unfortunately in this body the complex math was beyond her. Somehow though she knew she had made a mistake. A rounding error. She sighed in annoyance looking at her new curves. A rounding error. To Pi. She looked at her new sex. The cosmic irony is almost cruel. The first human test of inter dimensional travel had not gone as planned and she feared it was an utter failure that would shut down the program.

Firstly this was not her body. Well technically it was but she had not been born female. Her calculations had not hinted that crossing the dimensional barrier would change her so significantly. But here she was. Half her former weight, a head shorter and very very female. She still found it odd to find small breasts, thin arms and long lithe legs on her lushly youthful body. This was unintended but oddly not undesirable. It must be her bodies new thought patterns that made it acceptable.

Secondly with every passing second her chances of returning home to her body diminished alarmingly. This earth only aligned with her earth for a very short period. The window for returning was closing. That was if they could find her across gulfs of space and time and infinite dimensions. No doubt her cohorts in the lab were working furiously to return her. But she feared they would fail. The slightest

misscalculation would result in failure.

Thirdly this earth was not meant to be so different. As near as she could tell this was a fuedal society but the role of women here was very different. In short they were property. She was property. She searched the memories of her new body. She was prized breeding stock from a royal pleasure stable. She had been raised to breed. Chattel to be admired for her exquisite form and sexual prowess. She was not even allowed clothes - she was expected to serve her master in a perpetually naked state. The mere thought of being reduced to a submissive sex object should have terrified her but it seemed right. Again she blamed her new body.

She lay on her masters huge bed considering her options when he entered the room. "Ah princess," he said. "You look startled. I understand you are from another realm. The magi said he captured an errant soul and **** it into that body. So tell me who you were."

"I was a man. A scientist." Princess said uncertainly.

"Not anymore. You are mine," her master stated as he ran a hand possessively over her upturned ass.

Princess arched her back and clenched her pert buttocks as she contentedly met his hand like a happy pet. He unbuckled his belt and removed a powerful manhood. Princess found herself salivating, her nether regions moistening, her nipples growing hard and sharp, her breathing increasing, her body instinctively receptive to her masters needs.

"You had best get used to your fate. I prey that some of your knowledge remains - the Magi says you are quite smart even in that body. This is good - you will need to educate our children after all," he stated simply as he took his manhood in hand and stroked it fully erect.

Princess stared at it. Fear. Excitement. Joy. Desire. A strong need to submit. A desire to bare his children. It was confusing. He grabbed her hips and she moved at his guidance to her hands and knees. Her pussy quivered and was acutely sensitive. As he pressed his manhood against it she groaned and ground back, her lips parting oh so pleasurably as his bulbous head slid smoothly into her moist warm silken depths. "Oh yes master. Take your pet," she mewled with unashamed lust. She could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein. Her pussy stretched tight and firm about his rigid length. He was so big. He filled her. Then he started to pound into her and everything dissolved into the white hot pleasure between her legs.