"Er, well, actually, um, I’ve got a couple of things in mind."

Deciding to save an as yet unborn child from a disaster he'd inadvertantly caused isn't difficult for Bert. It's sort of come naturally to him. It's figuring out how he's going to go about it that's proving problematical. Basically, as far as he can see, he has just two viable options: kidnap the child to keep it safe or slay the dragon. Both options carry a fair amount of personal risk for him because if he gets caught attempting either one of these things, he'll end up being fed to the dragon alongside the baby. Still, he has a month to figure something out and meanwhile, trying to ingratiate himself with the dragons seems a prudent thing to do. This is just in case dragons happened to be in favour of not eating their pals. To this end, Bert's started feeding jellybabies to the beasts and they seems to be enjoying them. Especially the pink ones. Thus Bert's beginning to wonder if poisoned jellybabies might be the solution he's looking for.

**** the baby is a very different and possibly harder challenge. For a start, he'll have to find a way of being there at the birth to have any chance of success. You see, where an unborn child is declared illegitimate, the dragon keepers pride themselves on getting the infant from the womb to the dragons stomach in under fifteen minutes. There's even a league table showing how well or badly individual dragon keepers are doing in this regard and a trophy is awarded to the top keeper at the end of each season. (Traditionally, December 25th). Therefore, Bert would certainly need to get his hands on the child before the keeper on duty that day did and in order to do that, a crash course in midwifery will probably be required. Now, here's the rub, as Hamlet so succinctly put it. The way things are in Gagaland, only girls are taught the dark art of midwifery. Boys are merely taught that witnessing a birth is a nasty, messy business and should be avoided wherever possible. Clearly, under these circumstances, being a boy's going to be something of a handicap to Bert when it comes to securing the necessary training he's seeking. Therefore, there's only one thing for it; Bert's going to have to undergo a sex change.

Even with the aid of magic, changing one's sex is a complicated process. Especially so if attempted on one's own. Therefore, the favoured method amongst the vast majority of people of magic is to lie naked on top of a member of the opposite sex whilst casting a spell that will enable the one on top to assimilate the DNA of the person lying underneath. The result is that the person doing the lying temporarily turns into a facsimile of the person they're lying on. It doesn't last forever of course. In fact, it takes a little under twenty-four hours for a person's natural DNA to reassert itself as the dominant strain and return the changeling to his or her original form.

Now, I know what you're asking; you're asking "isn’t two people looking exactly the same in any given community likely to cause the odd complication socially?" Not if one of them is locked away in a dungeon for the duration of the change, it doesn't. Okay?

A willing girlfriend would be a really handy thing for Bert to have right now. Unfortunately, right now, he doesn’t have one. Since every female inhabitant of Gagaland is well able through the power of magic to defend herself against the unwelcome advances of a male, Bert's going to have to be a bit sneaky here . . . .

. . . . and he is. He finds a wreck of a teenage girl guzzling a bottle of wine round the back of the tavern. He lures her to the dungeon below where he works and plies her with more wine until she passes out. He strips her naked and lays her out on the cold flagstone floor. When the shock of the cold fails to wake her, Bert knows it's safe to proceed. Taking off his own clothes, he lies on top of the girl's warm body. Though pissed out of it's skull, it's a very lovely body. Lovely to look at and lovely to feel. His hands take the lead in feeling the girl all over and wherever his hands go, his cock is keen to follow. Therefore pretty soon, the tip of Bert's penis is brushing her slightly parted cherry red lips; his entire shaft is thoroughly enjoying the feel of the girl's soft, smooth boobs being pressed around it and finally, inevitably, his cock arrives at the entrance to her vagina. Without a second's thought, he penetrates her succulantly moist cunt and starts to fuck her. Glancing down, he sees blood. She was a virgin. O wow! This makes it especially special! He needs to do this properly. He needs to go all the way with this girl, to orgasm, to ejaculate, to inseminate, to . . . . fatherhood? Well, why not! She feels fabulous and the idea of frequently fucking this girl as her partner is certainly not without appeal. In this frame of mind, Bert gives himself up totally to the fucking, occasionally pulling right out of her hotness into the cool of the dungeon cell, then ramming back hard and deep into her wet heat once more; every thrust making her breasts leap and move across her chest in a most satisfactory way. Harder, faster and deeper he ploughs into her until he feels himself dissolving in the ecstatic release of orgasm. Bert joyously pumps himself dry inside her. He cums and he cums and he cums some more. He never knew he had that much sperm in him. But it isn't anymore, is it! It's in her. Job done. Now for the spell. . . .

The spell works. Bert marvels at the feel of his hips broadening, his beasts bulging, his waist narrowing, his upper thighs swelling, his cock disappearing as the whole of his abdomen reorganises itself to become all woman. His body hair and complexion take on a soft, smoothness about them. Where he used to be angular, he's now becoming rounded. Suddenly, Bert feels a litheness about himself he's never known before. He senses that he's now capable of a joined up form of thinking which now includes not only his own emotional state but that of the emotional state of others. He's certainly no longer the man he was.

Eventually, Bert gets to his feet. He is now like the girl on the floor in every single respect; young, pretty and right now though unbeknown to him and due to the thoroughness of the duplication spell, he's in the irreversible process of becoming pregnant to his own child.