A strange journey

The bubble drifts across the courtyard impelled by some unknown force. As to moves you realise it is taking you closer to the wizard, and he is running for the bubble itself. As he nears the surface, you see the iron bands materialize on his arms and legs at the same time as he jumps for the bubble. The magnetic pull of the surface guides him into the bubble with a quick sucking sound, and he tumbles into your outreached arms his weight pushing you back against the surface of the bubble. He squirms, trying to remove his face from between your newly ample breasts. You feel a surge of heat through you, anger and lust combined. Shoving him away from you and into the bubble's wall, you realise that your enclosure has risen above the outer walls of the castle. Below you, the guards cock crossbows and fire at you. The few missles that hit glance off your bubble, and soon they are too far away to reach you at all.

You realise that the wizard is quite closely confined with you, his and your body pressed together by the walls of the manner of your escape.

The wizard straightens as best he can, trying to smooth the folds of his tunic.

"My apoligys for the manner of our departure m'lady. I did not have time to warn you of the spell which expidited our departure." He smiles at you, and contiunes. "We should be landing soon, I have not the strength to maintain our transport for much longer. I suggest that we continue on foot as far as possible."

You nod decisivly. "Yes, that would be best. Now..." you say as the bubble begins to descend to a field, "What happened there? Why did the prince suddenly attack me? What has happened to me!" The bubble lands on the surface of the field, and disappears with a quiet *pop* of air. You stagger backwards from each other briefly, then find your feet.

You look down at yourself, and then up again at the wizard. "Why does my body compell me in such strange ways..." You look at him, unconsiously licking your lips. "And with such strange desires! I was happily a man, and now I find that I am resemble less and less a man of any sort!"

The wizard stroke his goatee thoughtfully. "Well... I'm not quite sure. There are a few theroys, I'd have to run a few tests. As to why the prince felt the need to dispose of you as soon as he saw your new form -

Written by Aaron Smith

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