The Misadventures of Ka-Ron the Knight (7 page)

Jatel was not alien to strange feelings himself. Since he had first looked at the woman claiming to be Ka-Ron, he could not seem to make eye contact with her. Try as he might, his fears made him avert contact. As she seemed to move closer towards him, a hunger built inside. He was trying his best to keep from gaining an erection, but to no avail. Ka-Ron had become a pure vision of feminine and erotic excitement. No man would have been able to resist her charms.

"Master, I&" Jatel had started to say.

Ka-Ron's response towards Jatel's fear was surprising to her. Normally, she would laugh at his clumsy ways when around a female, but she was now the female. She could feel his sex throbbing through his pants, and wanted nothing more than to continue pressing against him. Still, another part of her mind was repulsed towards these feelings, and wanted to push him away and beat the bastard to death.

"Jatel," Ka-Ron whispered. Her face was an inch away from the squire's. She licked her lips. Her gaze never seemed to leave those of Jatel's blue eyes. She felt funny. She was short of breath. Her face started to feel warm. She was extremely nervous. Her breasts began to swell, slightly. She started to feel a wet trickle drip between her legs. She bit her bottom lip and found herself letting out a sorrowful moan.

Jatel seemed to sense a war raging in the eyes of his master. Ka-Ron seemed to be fighting the strange female urges growing inside of her, but, unlike his experience of most wars, Ka-Ron was losing this one. Her enemy was more powerful and indeed more ingenious. Her breathing became more excited, and the squire's hunger to "know" her grew as well.

Little did the squire know that he was as much a victim as Ka-Ron.

"Take me," Ka-Ron whispered, kissing Jatel.

"Wha&" The squire's comment was cut off abruptly by Ka-Ron's attack. Her full lips locked onto his, and as soon as he felt the full warmth of her invasion, his lips parted, his mouth opened, Ka-Ron's tongue entered, and both his and his master's embrace became as one. Quite comically, Jatel waved his hands into the air, not really knowing what he could do and could not do. After all, the man was kissing the most beautiful woman he had ever known - and one that used to be a man!

Ka-Ron's mind was a whirlpool of heat and frantic emotion. A certain hunger grew inside of her, as both she and Jatel exchanged tasty fluids, sweet and mysterious. Her body quivered as the squire's hands left their clumsy flight, landing squarely onto her ass. As if an invisible button had been pushed, she arched her lower back, allowing Jatel's hands to do their work. Several times, she had to pull away from her kiss in order to catch her breath. Another thing Ka-Ron soon discovered about being a woman - orgasms were plenty! Sex was not needed for a woman fully to enjoy her doings. The brave knight, fully clothed, knew that she would soon have to obtain new, clean, undergarments as soon as possible.

From the corner of their shared vision, both Ka-Ron and Jatel headed toward the bunk.

"Master, I&" Jatel tried to say. He clearly seemed moved and embarrassed by what he was doing. He seemed to be under control by forces alien to him.

"Just shut up, for now," Ka-Ron ordered. Her hands, trembling with excitement, reached down toward the squire's rope belt, which held his pants up. With a flick of a wrist - and expertly attacking fingers - the belt was aborted, and the pants became a victim of gravity.

With a giggle, the knight fell onto her bunk, dragging Jatel down with her.

"Oh, I want you," Ka-Ron stated as she wrapped her long legs around Jatel's waist and lower back. With her thighs, she tightened her grip around the man, pulling him intimately closer. The knight screamed in delight as her body reacted to the slight touch of Jatel's manhood against her wet and inviting sex.

Both gazed into the other's eyes, pausing, for only an instant.

Jatel's hands, without waiting for permission, grabbed at Ka-Ron's dress, ripping the already fatigued weaving apart, baring two wobbling breasts and causing the knight to gasp in rapturous surprise. Ample, pink, and velveteen to the touch, the man moaned with ecstasy as he began to devour one of his master's aureoles, sucking hard on the woman's nipple. With his other free hand, he grabbed hard at the woman's lower back, playing aggressively at Ka-Ron's ass.

Too involved with what they were doing, and enjoying themselves to great extremes, neither was aware of the fact that someone was watching.

That "someone" was laughing.

"Is this not the sweetest coupling I have ever seen?"

Ka-Ron's mind was filled with fog. She was breathing heavily, and was only interested in what Jatel was starting to insert between her legs. The knight had begun to smile, brightly, as she gave in, spreading her legs further apart. There was a happy hunger inside of her that seemed to consume her entire world.

Then, she heard a familiar voice.

Kai's voice!

"Ka-Ron the knight, conquered by her squire." Kai's voice dripped with irony. "How the mighty have fallen."

Ka-Ron's eyes blinked hard. Her will was once more her own.

"Jatel?" Ka-Ron said, noticing that her legs were apart and pointing into the air. A sudden chill came over her, as she noticed her breasts, free from their dressings, wobbling for her squire to enjoy. "Get the hell off of me, boy!"

Jatel, as if breaking free from a spell himself, soon realized how close he had become to being Ka-Ron's first lover. He sprang himself off the bunk and thrust his manhood back into his pants, which seemed quite tight at the moment.

"Master, I&" Jatel's eyes stared down at the ground.

Ka-Ron, buttoning up what was left of her dress, glared hard at her squire. She was both enraged and confused. Enraged that her squire would so thoroughly take advantage of her, and, confused at the fact that she wanted him inside her with the greatest of passion. So, in her defense, she slapped the living hell out of him.

"Damn you, Jatel!" Ka-Ron said, crying. "How could you do this to me? How?"

"Master, the feelings and invitations were mutual, I assure you."

Ka-Ron glared hard at the squire. She grew excited by the fact that her nipples were still sensitive as she cupped her hands over her left breast. Jatel had ripped her dress beyond repair. She turned her head away from the squire, embarrassed by her sudden smile in his direction. Her newfound emotions told her that soon they both would pick up where they had just left off.

"Do not judge your squire harshly, Ka-Ron," Kai stated, walking to the center of the room. The Wicca Master stood only five sticks away from the confused knight. "He is also a victim of this spell."

"My lady?" Jatel huffed, looking at Kai and feeling confused.

"Oh, please, forgive me, young squire. But, what better love for our mighty Ka-Ron, than a man who is afraid of women?"

"I am not afraid!" Jatel rebuked and insulted.

"What have you done to us?" Ka-Ron asked, silently motioning Jatel to retreat.

Kai paused, admiring her work.

"To the gods, Ka-Ron," the Wicca Master stated. "You are indeed a beautiful woman. Quite attractive and&lustful."

Ka-Ron glanced down at her body. "How long am I to stay this way, Kai?"

"Oh, forever." Kai laughed. "Can you think of a better way for you to suffer? To know what it means to be an object of desire people take for granted?"

"This is hell to me, Kai," Ka-Ron pleaded.

"I know." The witch's face turned solemn.

"And what of Jatel?"

"He will love you until you die." Kai explained. "With each passing second, your love for each other will become so strong that neither would be sane without the other. He will hunt you down until he makes you his own."

"You are mad," Jatel whispered, pulling up his clothing. "Why would you do such a thing?"

"For my daughter."

"Madam, I loved your daughter."

Ka-Ron forgot herself, and dropped her hand away from her bare breast. The thing bounced and wobbled as she approached the witch, trying her best to state her case. All Kai could do as she watched Ka-Ron's naked body perform for her, was laugh.

"What must I do?" Ka-Ron asked, pleading. She once more covered herself.

"Your lack of concern for my daughter's welfare was the reason I have changed you, Ka-Ron. You have to prove your worth to me."

Rage started to build in Ka-Ron's eyes. She spotted her sword out of the corner of her eye, and bolted into action.

Not knowing what his master had intended, Jatel was knocked to the ground as Ka-Ron's body became a flash of action, passing him and reaching for her sword.

"Damn you, woman!" the knight yelled. As she placed the sword in her hands, she tried her best to perform the simplest of maneuvers, but soon discovered that the size of her beautiful breasts soon got in the way. Ka-Ron was not familiar to moving around in a woman's body, and had not yet adjusted to the ways of female combat. If the scene had not been so painful to watch, Kai would have laughed.

Ka-Ron stopped, realizing that she had cut herself on her right shin. Tears started to well up in her eyes as she dropped her sword, discovering that it was useless to her in her present state. She grabbed her breasts, screaming in fury at her helplessness.

"I cannot live in this manner!" Ka-Ron cried.

Kai sneered.

"I offer you a challenge, knight." the Wicca Master stated.

"What?"

"Find me."

Ka-Ron wiped her tears away. "What do you mean?"

"You and your squire must find me."

Jatel gave Kai a curious laugh. "But, my lady, you are right here."

"No, squire." Kai laughed. "I am not."

A wind blew through the stable, and like a puff of smoke, the Wicca Master disappeared.

"I leave you with a tutorial spell, dear knight." Kai said, laughing. "Something to help you with your future&development."

The witch's laughter slowly died away.

Ka-Ron and Jatel were once more left alone.

Ka-Ron's body started to quake.

"Oh, Jatel!" she said, holding onto her chest. "What is happening?"

Jatel approached his master, noticing that quite subtly Ka-Ron's features seemed to be improving slightly.

Ka-Ron gawked down at her breasts as they began to grow larger, rounder, and indeed more pleasant to the male eye. Not so much, but enough to cause both breasts to be bare and bouncing, with the clothes ripping free. The knight even noticed that her hair was longer, hanging down at her hips. Her hips! They even appeared to be rounder, her ass more sensitive, and her need for "company" ever more irritable.

"Jatel," Ka-Ron said, terrified, "I need your help. We have got to stop this mad woman."

"We shall form a quest, sire," Jatel promised.

"Oh, Jatel!" Ka-Ron opened her arms and enveloped her squire with a kiss. She buried his face deep in the warmth of her breasts, and started to take off her dress.

"Master, you are not thinking clearly," the squire warned.

"Let me take your sex," the knight whispered, as she went down on her knees in front of Jatel.

"Ka-Ron! No!"

The knight tore at Jatel's pants, ruining the button fasteners as she grabbed at his penis, pulling the excited organ out with her delicate female hands. Ka-Ron glanced up at Jatel, confused. Her body gave all the signals of wanting him, but it was in Ka-Ron's eyes that Jatel found the truth.

"The spell!" Jatel stated, realizing what Kai had done to the knight. "Kai is making you perform this way."

Ka-Ron licked up one side of Jatel's manhood, and then down the other, causing the young man to lose some of his footing. He also seemed to be under some control. As much as he tried to stop Ka-Ron, his body would not allow it. His erection became more pronounced, and Ka-Ron attacked his sex with the same fury she had used in battle.

A tingling entered Jatel's body as his eyes rolled white. Ka-Ron was skillful at her new station in life, and it had been a long time since the squire had received such a lesson. His hands explored Ka-Ron's long silky hair, wrapping it within the fingers of his hands. He found himself forcing Ka-Ron's head to move faster, harder, and deeper. Her mouth was a magnificent adventure for a love-starved man!

Then, within a beat, a release, and with a tightening of muscles, it was all over.

Jatel let go.

Ka-Ron accepted all.

Afterward, Ka-Ron froze - Jatel's penis still in her mouth. Her tongue seemed to toy with the tip of the squire's organ, then, as if tasting terrible food. spit it all out in a disgusted huff.

Ka-Ron pulled away, spitting and wiping her face clean.

"To the Gods! What have I done?" she cried.

Jatel broke free, wrenching his exposed sex away from his master. He also looked down in terror. "Master, please&" the young man pleaded.

Ka-Ron started to cry, balling herself up under her bunk. Was this how she was to spend the rest of her days? As a stable woman? Kai did state that she and Jatel were bound in this curse. Would she act this way around other men?

"Keep away from me, for now!" Ka-Ron screamed.

Hurt flashed across Jatel's face as he backed away from Ka-Ron.

She reacted instantly.

"Jatel, please!"

Both came together in an embrace the other could not seem to find the strength to break. Ka-Ron fought the urge, but she glanced up at Jatel and kissed him passionately.

"Master&"

"No," Ka-Ron ordered. "You will call me by name."

"Ka-Ron, we need to start packing."

"Packing?"

"For the quest."

Ka-Ron shook her head, giving the squire a sly smile.

"One thing I know, Jatel&"

"And what is that?"

"This will be&interesting."

Jatel shook his head in agreement.

"But, first, I need a new dress."

Jatel tried his best to remain logical, but, after so many years of loneliness, and after so many years of dreaming, to have a woman such as Ka-Ron in front of him, performing intimate adventures, was far too much for the man. Part of him wanted to succeed, to help bring his master happiness, but, as a man, he couldn't complain. He was enjoying himself!