The Misadventures of Ka-Ron the Knight by Donald Allen Kirch Read Free Book Online

became aware of the fact that his body armor was falling off of him in pieces.
    "I shall enjoy this." Kai giggled, insane.
    It was the last thing Ka-Ron heard before he passed out.

CHAPTER SEVEN

    Ka-Ron woke to find himself resting on the stable floor. His muscles ached with a misery he had never encountered; accept for those rare occasions when combat had taken a turn for the worse. There was a slight feeling of awkwardness, as he noticed a strange weight pushing down on his ribcage. He thought that perhaps he was coming down with a cough.
    His body armor lay around him, cast aside in many pieces. Ka-Ron soon remembered his encounter with Kai, Kym's mother, and town Wicca Master. He remembered her informing him that his lifelong friend and companion had taken her own life. He remembered the pain of loss.
    "Oh, my Kym," he whispered.
    A hand went to his mouth.
    Something was terribly wrong.
    The knight noticed his hands. They were small, soft, and not even close to belonging to a man. Long fingernails, painted a rose pink, wiggled at the end of his digits.
    "What the hell?"
    Ka-Ron rose from the ground, inspecting his new clothing. To his horror, the man was wearing a dress. And, he was wearing it quite well!
    "What the hell!" the knight repeated.
    Panic flashing in his mind, the knight remembered that he had been trying to stop Kai from successfully casting a spell against him the night before. He inspected the ground at his feet. There were no signs of blood. He noticed his sword lying on the ground. His blade was clean.
    Ka-Ron looked at his feet. Both were poking out from the hem of a skirt. He was wearing dress shoes - woman's shoes!
    "To the Gods!" Ka-Ron cried. From deep inside him, he heard the voice of a fair maiden. "What has happened to me?"
    The knight rushed over to his traveling mirror. It was kept by his bunk, which was next to his horse.
    The reflection looking back at the knight was not that of his own. Ka-Ron's confused eyes gazed at the image of one of the most beautiful and desirable woman he had ever seen! Black, shoulder length hair, full lips, blue eyes, fair skin, childbearing hips of the most seductive and full luxurious breasts. He was a vision of femininity.
    "Please, my lady, do not be me looking back through the mirror," Ka-Ron pleaded.
    The knight paused, noticing that it was his lips moving to the cadence of his speech. Again, his hand went to his mouth in surprise. He could not believe that Kai would have been so cruel.
    "I am&a&woman." Ka-Ron said after several beats of silence.
    The knight's body began to shake uncontrollably. His hands started to caress his stomach, and Ka-Ron was doing it against his own will. It was as if his body had a mind of its own. His eyes widened as he tried to stop himself but couldn't.
    New sensations - sensations he had never encountered before - began to flood his mind. Two immediate emotions caused his actions to quicken. A warm heat invaded his stomach, causing an aching between his legs. Wetness invaded his world. The knight soon discovered that he had lost his center of gravity. In trying to walk, his legs seemed longer, functioning differently - unusual compared to the way he was accustomed to using them. Second, there was a tingling feeling coming from his chest and nipples.
    "Aaaahhhh!" Ka-Ron moaned, startled at the outburst.
    He placed his hands on his new female breasts. They were certainly ample. Any man would have killed for the pleasure of holding them. But, these were his breasts! This was real. This was not a dream. As much as the knight had wished he was imagining the whole affair, he was not.
    The breasts began to swell, slightly.
    "So&good." he cooed. He glanced down at his chest, silently admiring the huge breasts his hands were exploring. They were almost the size of a man's head. Ka-Ron marveled at just how perfect they were.
    A shock shot up his legs, causing him to move in a spasm of some sort. There was a tightening of muscles at the