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Chapter 3 by Abdulalahazred Abdulalahazred

“Surprise...”

Beowulf leers.

I looked up at my former body and realised how small I had become. He is a physically formidable man standing over a foot taller than me. But it is his sense of confidence that I am struck by. It is intimidating.

Sir Beowulf is wearing light under breeches, stained wet from... we’d been having sex so it must be from us. I can feel his semen dripping slowly from my new sex. I’d just cum in Kyra and... I shivered. I was now Kyra. The pleasure of our encounter lingered.

He casually strips off his under breeches and throws them to me. “Take those and the clothes in the hamper and wash them. Then return to the pens. We are done.” He says.

I frown. He was done with me? “What did you have planned?” I ask.

“For you? Nothing. You’re a . There is no chance of you escaping. You’ll spend the rest of your life serving your betters. You might be sold but you’ll always remain like that. I have work to do.” He dismissed me.

I stared in shock.

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