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Chapter 3 by Decipiat Decipiat

Where does he wake up?

In chains

I feel cold metal against my back as my vision slowly comes back to me. Blinking once or twice I can see around me bars like a prison cell. A cage, I'm in a cage, fantastic. I stood up from my position on my back and felt tugging on my wrists and neck.

Looking at my wrists I had cuffs attached to chains connected to the bottom of the cage, reaching up to my neck I could feel a collar which also has a chain going to the bottom of the cage. This just gets better and better.

Now I noticed two more things that felt somewhat important. One, I was naked, as in completely, all I had was the chains. Two, my body has changed significantly. I felt taller, I stood about 6'0" before and now I was at least 6'2". I was more muscular, previously I hit the gym about four times a week and had a somewhat athletic physique, now I looked like a pile of muscle. I looked like Conan the Barbarian mixed with freaking Batman. I also became far more well endowed.

Shaking off the shock of my new body I looked around the area outside my cage.

I saw a wall of what looked like a medieval city, not the historical kind though, the medieval fantasy kind. The wall was collapsed and there was smoke emanating from all throughout the city. More closely around me was a military camp, with a concerning amount of green people both large and small. Oh, god. Or should I say Oh, gods?

Then I heard a feminine voice from behind me, "Oh look he's awake."

I spun around, or at least I tried to only to get tangled in my chains as I turned. I heard two women laughing at me as I untangled myself.

Finally succeeding in untangling myself I looked at two women with tan skin. They had armor, well mostly, It covered their breasts and had an armored skirt, but it also left their midriff completely exposed. It seemed more like it was sexy fantasy armor then actual armor.

It was right around this moment I realized what was going on. This is a world created out of my fantasies. Which means sexiness over practicality.

"So what's his story," One of the beautiful guards asked the other, "He seems normal enough, maybe a little bigger," she stared directly at my cock as she said this, "Why is he getting special treatment?"

"Allow me to explain sister," the other guard said, "He is far from normal."

As she began to speak my mind flooded with memories.

What is he remembering?

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