Petra is caught

Petra let go of Tiffany's hand as they started to run. It was hard enough running in this new body without the added struggling of keeping pace with Tiffany. Although her new body was fairly athletic, probably better shape than her old one anyway, she found her new center of mass hard to get used to.

The wolf whistles were odd too. Not that she'd ever gone streaking as a man, but she suspected she would have received a very different reaction. The mostly male marketgoers hollered at them as the two naked women darted past. Some were even bold enough to try reaching out to grab them, forcing them to weave in and out of the crowd.

They were nearly clear of the market when Petra tripped and fell hard into a food vendor's cart. Hard enough to hurt her, and hard enough to tip the cart over. The vendor was furious, "You bitch! You've ruined me! My entire day's work, gone!"

As Petra picked herself up and looked at the damage. As sore as her shoulder was she'd be fine, but that cart? That would take a little more work. The axle had snapped and the contents of the cart was strewn about the ground. He wouldn't be selling any more food today and would suffer even more losses trying to repair his cart. Petra felt bad...but not that bad. "Sorry!" She yelled. Then she turned her hips and ran away.

Or rather she tried to run away. THUD! She collided with a very large man wearing chainmail and fell back on her ass. The collision with the man had hurt far more than the collision with the cart. "Fuck, watch it!" She yelled at him.

"Excuse me?" He said sternly. Petra looked at him, really looked at him, for the first time. Oh no. He wasn't some bystander. He was with the town guard.

"Uh sorry. As you can see," She looked down, "I'm a little underdressed. I really need to be going."

He looked at the food vendor, "Sir are you seeking damages from this..." he looked down at her derisively, "woman."

"You bet I am! She's cost me hundreds of gold pieces! Hundreds!" He raged.

Petra rolled her eyes, "Come on, it was an accident. Someone tripped me."

The guard looked around, "Who? Who tripped you?"

Petra shrugged, "I didn't see. But why else did I fall?" As she spoke she noticed her nipples were hard as rocks. Was that normal? Why was she feeling a little flushed?

"I see. Well if you can't even name anyone I'm afraid I have to bring you to the magistrate." The guard said.

"It was me!" Tiffany said, appearing beside him, "It was my fault. I tripped her by accident. Let her go. I'll go with you."

"That bitch was in front. She couldn't have tripped..." The vendor started to argue.

The guard held his hands up, "Stop! I don't care. Both of you are coming with me."

"Run Mistress!" Tiffany shouted.

Petra scrambled to her feet and started to move away from the guard. The guard reacted quickly, removing a coil of rope from his hip and tossing it at Petra.

The rope was apparently enchanted. It struck Petra in the back and knocked her off balance, she fell onto her knees. Then before she could react the rope started to wrap itself around and around her body. It formed a harness around her chest, though unfortunately provided no coverage. Then it tied her hands behind her and then started wrapping itself around her hips and between her legs, almost forming rope panties.

The guard walked around where she could see him, a smirk on his face. "Not so fast now are you? Come along then, stand up."

He reached out and grabbed her under one armpit and roughly pulled her to her feet.

"Hey. Hands off!" She said. He immediately let go of her and she felt a surge of arousal. Right, she'd forgotten about her 'gift'. She could still talk her way out of this. "You really should- mmmpfh!"

Her words were cut off as the guard suddenly shoved a ball of fabric in her mouth, "Save it for the magistrate." He said. Another piece of rope was used to secure the gag in place.

Then he turned her around and she saw Tiffany standing there similarly restrained. He passed another rope through a loop in her crotch harness and then between Tiffany's legs. Presumably he attached it to her harness too, though Petra couldn't see.

"Let's go." He barked. He tugged the rope in his hand and it pulled up on the ropes between Petra's legs. She raised herself up to her tip toes to avoid the pain but ultimately had to comply. The two of them had **** but to follow the guard wherever he wanted to take them.