… Stud of Control - foiled

Jack the Blade eyed Bargle the Wizard warily. The riskiness of the plan was frightening and it wasn't helped by Bargles untrustworthiness. But he had sworn loyalty to the princess... "So you're certain he will put the seal on?" Jack asked. If someone else put the Royal seal on then his sacrifice would be in vain.

"Certain? No. But it's the best plan we have." Bargle growled. "Besides Tanis the Usurper wants to validate his claim to the throne. The seal will do that. I'm almost certain he will."

"Amost..." Jack nodded, hands resting on the pommels of his sword and dagger threateningly. Bargle was cunning and duplicitous and Jack didn't like trusting the magic wielding miscreant. Jack was a deadly warrior and the implicit threat made Bargle lick his lips nervously. "So the magic jar is reversible?" Jack repeated. His soul would be taken from his body and placed in the seal. He would possess the first person to place the seal about their neck. It needed to be Tanis.

"Yes. Of course. I'll take care of your body till you're done." Sensing Jacks mistrust he worked to allay the others fears. "You know Tanis has placed a bounty on my head to almost rival that on your own. I need this to work as much as you... The rebellion is all but finished. **** times call for **** measures."

Jack nodded. Bargle was not interested in the rebellion. The scoundrel merely wanted to save his own skin. But the enemy of your enemy was your friend... Wasn't he?

"Very well then..." Jack grunted.

Bargle started the complex chanting and ritual. Jack could feel himself being drawn into the seal. His body became heavy. Leaden. "This better work. I'd better come too in Tanis' body or I'll hunt you down..." And then in a sudden yank he sensed his essence encased in the large moonstone of the seal. He had no sense of time. No sense of body. No sense of anything but the cold clear stone in which his soul resided. Time. Had. No. Meaning. No. Flesh. Disembodied. Cold. Stone.

Then he felt himself returning to his body. No. Not his body...

Jack blinked and looked down at the seal. It hung about his neck between two naked breasts. "Oh no!" The voice was high and feminine, matching the breasts. A woman's body? Almost completely naked and small and curvaceous. He'd seen Tanis nubile consorts enough to know he wore one of their bodies. He was in the body of one of Tanis' concubines! A slavegirl that served her hated enemy in the bedroom. "How?" Jack asked as she realised that she would need to perform the girls duties to avoid suspicion. She shuddered in fear. She was afraid. No longer a brave warrior but a scared girl. She touched a breast hesitantly and the skin tingled sensitively in response. Between her legs there was a responding tingle. Her hand reached down and found ... Lips. Delicate feminine folds pierced by a small stud. She searched and found her little nub. It was not unlike her former manhoods tip but ever so tiny and much more sensitive for it. She was small and weak. A girl. There was no denying it.

How could she escape?

As she considered her lack of options her small fingers played between her legs absently. The stud seemed to vibrate pleasantly. It felt ... good. She didn't want to stop. Her nipples grew erect as she wondered what would it be like to have her masters cock in her? The thought came unbidden but the excitement that came with it was undeniable.

"Ah, like a magpie attracted to anything shiny and pretty," her master observed as he took the seal from about her neck and looked at it. "This is for a noble lord not a lowly ****... But it did look pretty nestled between your lovely breasts." It was the usurper Tanis. Her master. She felt a sudden swell of desire and need for her lord, the little stud tingling more urgently. It confused her a little. She should hate him but... Hand playing with her new sex, stud piercing tingling urgently she realised she wanted him.

"This little bauble has quite a story. It's a Royal seal. It was found in the hands of two outlaws whose heads now rest on the pikes of the castles battlement." Her eyes widened in shock at his casual announcement of her true bodies execution. He lent down and kissed her and she tried to struggle. In response the stud almost overwhelmed her with pleasure. She found herself responding like a good ****. "My what has come over you princess? You've not fought the Stud of Control for some time? Ah yes. Your loyal champion Jack. Your last hope. Dashed." His hand reached down between her legs. "I wonder what he would think if he know how you'd changed my little Kat..."

Jack hardly heard the words. Need and desire ruled her mind. His hand stroked her sex and a finger slipped inside. She squirmed and spread her legs, rocking her hips eagerly, grinding her sex against his hand. His other hands fondled her breasts. She was the princess?! She moaned. It didn't matter. "Please master. Take me," she pleaded. Her little body burnt with need. Small breasts flushed. Tummy taut with anxious excitement.

Tanis chuckled as he turned her about onto her hands and knees. Her small breasts swayed as the hung from her panting rib cage. Her juices dribbled down her inner thighs. The stud tingled. Submit. Obey. Adore. Worship. Relish. ****. The charm pervaded her thoughts, crushing her masculinity beneath its power, moulding her thoughts to match her body. She could not resist. She embraced her new servile nature and this excited her more. He unbuckled his belt and removed his large manhood. She looked back and quailed, wondering how she would take that inside her tiny body as she raised her lush little derrière for him. He pressed the head between her lips and she naturally adjusted as she pushed back to meet him and allow him to slide effortlessly into her silken depths. She cried out in lust as on her hands and knees he took her.