So here's a new story for you guys i have a couple of new chapters already done, this is the first chapter of the story, let me know how it is in the comment section below.
This is a story about a king who loses everything even his masculinity trying to save his kingdom and his people.
THE INDIAN PRINCE
Chapter 1
The
castle stood on the hill which almost eclipsed the rising sun of the day. The
sun shone bright in the clear sky while the birds chirped it was a perfect
summer day in the kingdom. The market of in the city was filled with people
going about their business like normal, unsuspecting of anything.
Looking
at the weather no one could have guessed what was to befall on the poor Varman
kingdom.
The
bloody war went on for the 6 days which nearly wiped out everything of the
kingdom. The castle had been captured and nearly every house plundered.
“Tell
me King Bhaskar what should I do with you, after repeated warnings why did you
still throw all your men to die? How do you feel being the sole reason for the
deaths of all those men which you could have avoided? And if you think I would
give you an easy death, then you are wrong”, said the war lord as he gripped
the huge lion shaped head of the arm of the throne that he now sat on which
once belonged to the very king that stood in front of it on his knees in
shackles.
“I
would see to it that you witness the death of every last man of your kingdom”,
washed with the guilt of the death and destruction of so many Bhaskar pleaded.
“I
would do anything for you, but leave my people alone. Let them live.” Said
Bhaskar with a voice that showed the physical and mental pain that he had
suffered through for the last 6 days.
“Anything
hmm….”, said the warlord as he thought for a moment. “Bhaskar I have just the
punishment for you. If you accept your punishment I will treat your people with
respect but if you choose to disobey me or don’t comply in time, I will wipe
all of your kingdom.”, said the warlord with a booming voice.
Bhaskar
knew that the punishment would be really brutal but he would do anything for
his people. He accepted the punishment with a defeated nod.
The
guards dragged the king back to his cell and left him in the dungeon for what
seemed like eternity to the king but actually was just a week.
The
weeks without any food had really drained all the energy from the poor king.
As
the king lay on the cold floor with the shackles to his feet. There was yellow
light coming though the little window from the iron door. Followed by the sound
of the footsteps.
This
time the king was carried on a gurney into an another dimly lit from which he
recognized as the mage’s lab. Seeing this his heartbeat rose.
The
gurney restricted all body movements, he couldn’t look around to see what was
going on. Although his nasal senses were on overload, smelling all the
beautiful fragrances.
Maybe
the fragrance or maybe the exhaustion made him fall asleep.
Suddenly
Bhaskar opened his eyes and realized he was under some kind of liquid and
couldn’t breathe. He jolted up to get out of the strange purple liquid.
As
he struggled to breathe as much air as possible. He coughed up the strange
liquid, he didn’t notice it then but his voice sounded quite different.
He
remembered everything that had happened for the last month and sorrow filled
his heart.
Wiping
the thick liquid away from his eyes to see better. The first person he saw was
the mage Shadia who had a very concerned look on her face, he also so female
guards standing around him with swords in their hands.
Suddenly
his attention shifted from the surroundings to his own body. He knew that there
was something quite wrong with his own body.
Bowing
his head down he saw that his muscular hands were replaced with feminine
elegant hands with slender fingers. He noted that there was no body hair on his
hands and had no doubt that there was no hair elsewhere either.
Looking
down some more suddenly his eyes where covered with long black hair still
covered in the purple liquid. Slowly separating the hair with his hands
Bhaskar’s half of the vision was filled with fleshy mounds protruding from his
own chest. He realized that they were definitely womanly breasts, with the pink
nipples at the top of breasts.
With one hand he held his new breast on the left
amazed at how soft they felt.
Fearing
the worst, Bhaskar’s right hand crept up under the liquid towards his groin, to
find that his masculine tool was replaced with a slit, touching it almost
caused him to moan but instead had a tear in his eyes. He couldn’t even imagine
what trouble he had gotten himself into.
As
he was experiencing all the changes his body had gone through, he heard the
Shadia order the guards to take him out of the tub and clean him for
presentation.
How fascinating is this !!!! Had it happens to me....
ReplyDeleteOhhh soft breasts, pink nipples n slit at the groin ... What more can I expect!!!!!