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Arthur Pendragon cursed, like, the 20th times today. He didn’t count, but he was sure that in this week the number of swears that came from his mouth was more than his last 25 years added together.How did it end up like this?One day, his master and advisor, Merlin, told him that he needed to go and perform a mission. It’s very normal, he had done dozens of missions with the accompany of the Knights of the Round Table. However, this time Merlin asked him to go alone. The target was Morgan le Fay, a powerful witch who held a dark secret about Britain's royal family. To keep the secret from falling to the wrong ears, King Arthur must do this mission by himself.After searching for a long time, Arthur found Morgan le Fay in a castle on a remote island. The witch revealed to him that she was Morgana Pendragon and the elder paternal half-sister of Arthur.Arthur: “Why did you do all this?”“WHY? You dare to ask me why? This is all your fault!”“I don’t understand.”“I’m the legitimate daughter of King Uther and Queen Vivienne! I’m the rightful heir. Not like you! You’re just a bastard, a shameful error of our father who lusted after the wife of his subordinate…”She clenched her fist”… But Merlin has made a prophecy that you and your descendant will lead Britain to a new era. And my father believed that damned old man. He locked me and my mother away, told others that we were dead. I managed to escape, but my mom… I swore that one day I would get back what’s rightful mine and became the ruler of Britain.”Arthur shook his head: “You can never be King.”“I know, but he can.” Morgana smiled wickedly, pointing at a mirror. The magic tool didn’t show her reflection, but a boy who was playing with a wooden sword.“Who is he?”“Oh, you don’t see the similarity, do you? This is the son…” she stopped a bit, before throwing out a piece of shocking news, “… of us.”“What the hell are you talking about?”“Poor brother, you haven’t realized it yet. Do you remember the day you marry Guinevere eight years ago? It’s not her who consummated the marriage with you – that’s me. I’m the woman who took your virginity. We had a wonderful night together,” she licked her lips, “and the seed you planted in me has sprouted.”Arthur was horrified: If Morgana was telling the truth, it meant he, though unwittingly, has committed incest.“No, I don’t believe you. When I woke up the next morning, Guinevere was sleeping next to me.”“After spending the night with her lover, Lancelot. That’s right, your wife cheated with your best friend, your right-hand man. Do you think why she hasn’t given you a child yet? She has to take the contraceptive herb for a long time, it renders her barren… Stupefy!”Morgana suddenly attacked with a spell, but the experience allowed Arthur to dodge in the nick of time. They fought a long battle. In the end, the young king was the victor. But in her dying breath, Morgana cast a barrier around the island. She cursed that no one could go in and out of the barrier unless Arthur declared her child as the successor of the throne of Camelot.Arthur panically ran outside, only to found that he was trapped inside an invisible dome. Not even his magic sword Excaliber could scratch it. He searched through out the castle, found nothing but the boy whom Morgana has named Mordred.Arthur wanted to kill Mordred, but the honor of a knight and a king forbid him to attack a defenseless child. He had no choice but to raise Mordred. He may have taken the boy grudgingly, furiously, unwillingly, bitterly, yet still, he took the boy.Ten years have passed.Mordred grew up finely. Being concerned about the fact he killed his mother, Arthur never taught him about swordsmanship or magic. Instead, he let Mordred do the chores like cooking, cleaning, washing… In his teenage years before drawing out the sword in the stone, Arthur used to be a ward for Sir Kay, his older foster brother. Therefore, he had plenty of experience to share with Mordred. The student soon surpassed the master. By the time he turned 16, Mordred could be considered the best cooker and cleaner in entire England.On Mordred’s 18th birthday, Arthur went out to hunt while Mordred was cooking at home. When chasing after a rabbit, Arthur accidentally stumbled over a cave, which happened to be Morgana’s secret lair. He searched the cave, trying to find a spell that could dispel the barrier, but didn’t find any. Instead, he found several bottles of potion. Among them, a bottle labeled “X-Change Potion” attracted his attention.According to what he read, this potion would change the gender of the drinker. Morgana brewed it to make herself a prince but failed. The potion had no effect on women (she didn’t know that the potion was just a half-product. It altered the drinker’s DNA, removed the Y chromosome and doubled the X chromosome, thus changing men to women, but not vice-versa, since women had no Y chromosome, to begin with)A dark idea appeared in Arthur’s mind…-----------------------------------------------------------------------------When Arthur returned, his son greeted him: “Father, how is your hunting?”“Very good. I found this thing.” Arthur lifted a barrel. “This called wine, a drink for grown men. Since you turn adult today, we can have a feast together.”That night, the two held a birthday party. They spent the next thirty minutes or so sipping wine and reminiscing. But Mordred was getting tired and sleepy for some reason."Father, I'm sorry to interrupt our trip down memory lane, but I've got to take a nap.”"Are you feeling alright?", Arthur asked."Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sure all I need is a quick sleep. If you leave while I'm out, please don't forget to lock the door. And, don't drink all of my wine.""Don't worry. I'll be here when you wake up."Mordred wanted to say something more, but his eyelid suddenly felt so heavy…-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------Mordred didn’t know how long he has slept. Only that when he awoke, he was cold and shivering."So, how was your nap? Did you sleep well?", his father asked with a strange look in his eyes."Yeah.", Mordred said with a yawn. "Wait. Hold on. What's wrong with my voice?""There's nothing wrong with your voice, Mordred. You sound the way a woman is supposed to sound." Arthur casually answered.Mordred eased himself up onto one elbow and looked down.And screamed.This was not his body!Instead of the broad chest and muscular pecs, he looked down and saw two round, ripe breasts; topped with pert brown nipples.His previously bulging arms were gone – replaced with slender, tanned arms. And between his legs?A pussy. A woman’s pussy, hairless and bare.Clambering to his unsteady feet, Mordred got out of the bed and stared at himself in the full-length mirror in the room.He was a woman!It was his eyes he was staring through; but in the mirror, it was a tanned, athletic woman staring back. A beautiful, sexy woman; with large, round breasts, a pretty, high-cheek-boned face, and a curtain of curly brown hair.“W-what’s going on?” Mordred’s face went red, as Arthur’s eyes hungrily fixed on his naked, feminine body.Arthur didn’t answer, but made a question instead: “Can you do me a favor?”“Of… of course, but I didn’t think this is the time…”“I’m gonna make a woman out of you,” he slowly approached, “and releasing the pen-up pressure I had to hold for ten years.”Mordred backed away.“Wh-what? That’s crazy.”Arthur grabbed his arm.“Oh, it’s not crazy,” he hissed. “It’s payback.”“P-payback?” Mordred struggled, but in his new female body, he found he was a lot weaker than he used to be. “Payback for what ?”Slap!Arthur’s hand left a stinging imprint on Mordred’s cheek.“For the sin of your mother!” he roared. “That filthy woman took everything from me! My throne! My army! My queen… I never thought I’d get my chance to get revenge for that.” And then he smiled evilly. “But now I realized I could...”Mordred’s eyes widened.“W-what are you going to do to me?”“What else?”He pulled Mordred, who was struggling to free from his grip, and shoved him towards the bed.“Get off me!” Mordred cried. “I’m a man!”“You don’t look much like a man to me,” Arthur shrugged. “And as long as you have tits and a tight pussy, it doesn’t bother me if you ‘think’ you’re a man.”Mordred looked into his eyes and saw steely determination“Please,” he desperately begged. “Don’t do this. I’m your son.” He struggled but was unable to escape. “You can’t do this to me!”“Oh, I can,” Arthur grinned. “And I will. This isn’t the first time I commit incest after all.”And Arthur told Mordred the whole story.The shock made Mordred lose his thinking ability. His arms went limp and his resistance stopped.“Aww, yeah,” Arthur grinned. “You’re ready.”------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A decade has passed, but Arthur didn’t forget how to handle a female. With his big, rough hands, he grabbed Mordred's heavy, round breasts and squeezed them roughly."Damn, these are some big titties."Mordred felt an involuntary tingle between his legs as Arthur squeezed and groped his breasts – a feeling of arousal he’d never experienced before, within the pussy he’d only had for the past hour or so.“Unnnngh,” the man inside the beautiful brunette groaned.Arthur let Mordred’s heavy breasts flop back down to his chest, and used his thumbs to gently rub Mordred's big, brown nipples.Mordred closed his eyes, trying to ignore the sensation of Arthur's rough fingers. His breath deepened. The unfamiliar nipples attached to his body responded; growing hard and aroused.And then Arthur's thick fingers slid between Mordred's thighs.Mordred gasped involuntarily, as Arthur's fingers slide inside his virginal pussy.Mordred had never felt anything like it – the touch of this big, strong man on it made him lick his lips eagerly.He squeezed shut his eyes. This beautiful, female body he was inhabiting was betraying him."Jesus," Arthur breathed hotly into Mordred’s ear. "The bitch is wet. How does it feel, Mordred?” She demanded. “How does it feel to have a man touching you?”But Mordred couldn’t say anything. He was ashamed. It felt good.“Ooooooh,” Mordred groaned. He felt a gush of wetness in his crotch."Told you," said Arthur, gripping Mordred’s big, heavy boobs in his rough fingers, "you’re gonna like it." He bent his head and pressed his mouth against Mordred’s.Mordred’s eyes shot open wide.Another man was kissing him.Fuck! This was wrong! This was gross! This was disgusting! This was…Actually, it wasn’t that bad.In fact, Mordred soon surrendered, opening his lips as Arthur forced his tongue inside Mordred’s mouth.Mordred felt dominated. Powerless. It was like his mouth was being raped – and he was liking it.He groaned into Arthur’s mouth.Mordred couldn't help it. With Arthur kneading his big, heavy breasts and sliding two fingers deep inside his new pussy, Mordred felt his defenses melt.He had a woman’s body. He was powerless except to respond as a woman would.Arthur's kisses were hard. Mordred couldn't believe how turned on he suddenly was. His whole body was aroused. His nipples were hard and throbbing. His pussy gushed moisture.“Unnnngh,” he groaned, twisting his own tongue over Arthur’s, like two snakes on Hermes’ staff.Eventually, with a sigh of disappointment, Mordred felt Arthur pull his lips away. He lied helplessly as Arthur rubbed his big, calloused hands over his round, feminine backside.Standing back, Arthur yanked down his pants, and an enormous erection sprang from it.Mordred gasped. Arthur’s cock was something which could be called King of Cocks - long, thick, throbbing, and veined.Arthur sneered, grabbing Mordred’s now tiny, feminine hand and bringing it to the throbbing black cock sprouting from his crotch. "Touch it."Mordred’s head reeled as he wrapped his little, girlish fingers around the thick shaft.Mordred cupped Arthur's heavy, egg-sized balls in one and the base of his massive erection in the other. He knew he should have been disgusted, but instead, he felt woozy; reveling in the sensation of hot, throbbing flesh in his hands.Arthur couldn’t hold his lust any longer. Spreading his partner’s legs as wide as he could, Arthur slowly pressed his swollen cock to the girl’s crotch."I'm gonna fuck you," Arthur hissed.Mordred’s face was full of terror. But the hard, fleshy knob of Arthur's cock was soon being pushed against Mordred’s moist pussy and, like a bitch in heat, he involuntarily pushed back. With a pop, the head of Arthur's dick slipped past the hymen and Mordred moaned as he felt the new and incredible sensation of being penetrated by another man’s cock.“Mmmmph!” Mordred mumbled, trying to not let out a scream of pain.“Oh, come on. Don’t look at me with such teary eyes. I promise the pain will be over soon. Shut up and enjoy.”And so did Mordred.Arthur's dick was long and thick, but Mordred’s wet, hungry pussy opened eagerly for every inch of it. Arthur was buried inside Mordred’s pussy, right to the hilt."That's fuckin' sexy," Arthur breathed. "Damn, I really miss this feeling."Poor Mordred shut his eyes, pretending he was in a dream - occupying a woman’s body that wasn’t his own, and the man he thought to be his father was raping him.But it was impossible to ignore the thick shaft ramming inside him or the throbbing sensation of his brand-new pussy.Arthur grabbed Mordred’s big, round bottom and started thrusting, his hips making a wet, slapping sound as they met with Mordred’s sweaty rump. Mordred was bounced back and forth, his heavy breasts swung too.Mordred was used to having a muscular body. In this woman’s body, it felt like every inch of his flesh was jiggling."Can you feel that?" Arthur demanded, suddenly realizing that Mordred’s wet pussy was quivering and gripping his big cock from within. "I think you’re gonna cum!"And Mordred did.His first-ever female orgasm gripped with pleasure radiated hotly from his crotch. The experience made all his previous pleasure seem pathetic by comparison. He finally got it. He finally realized the full, sexual majesty of being a woman."That's hot," Arthur felt Mordred groan, the pussy’s vibrations humming around his dick. "I'm cumming too..."Arthur’s dick shuddered and throbbed. Mordred felt his cock swell up deep inside his female pussy."Oh, God," he sobbed. "Not inside me..."But it was too late. Ramming himself up to the balls inside Mordred's wet little pussy, Arthur his dick spurted a thick load of sperm. It splattered inside Mordred’s uterus, like lava from a volcano’s eruption.And the sudden feeling of wetness and heat made Mordred shudder. He came again, wracked by shame and pleasure all at the same time.He was still shuddering as Arthur released him.Sweaty, sticky, and exhausted, Mordred slumped to the floor, gasping for breath. His glistening pussy looked red and raw; cum dribbling from it like a river.The whole locker room reeked of sex.Arthur enjoyed this shameful, guilty pleasure."Get dressed," He demanded, pulling on his own crumpled sweatpants. " you better clean yourself up, girl."Reluctantly, Mordred clambered to his feet. His knees felt weak. As he stood up, a warm dribble of Arthur's sperm ran hotly down his thighs.Arthur stroked Mordred’s feminine face.“That’s the right altitude,” Arthur grinned. “The man named Mordred doesn’t exist anymore. In fact, from now on, you’re a Mordena, the princess of a faraway country. You are kidnapped by Morgan le Fay the wicked witch, and I’m your savior. You have nothing to pay me back, so you offer your own body.”Mordred’s stomach churned.“Remember this story, in case we escape this trap and people begin to question about you.”Mordred felt sick.“One last reminder: you’re my concubine now. You’re my personal property.”And then Arthur winked at him.“And you should get used to being a woman from this point on, my princess.”-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Mordena rubbed her own belly. It was starting to show. If she straightened her back hard, then she could make her stomach flat again, but it was pointless to do so.After that fateful day, they made love days and nights like animals. Arthur always shot his semen deep inside her, claimed that there was no reason for him to pull out. It’s only a matter of time before she got pregnant, and they both knew it. Sometimes she caught herself staring at the mirror, looking at her facial features, trying to find any boyish trace left behind. But one day she suddenly realized the man named Mordred was gone forever. The reflection in the mirror was a strange woman, who had fertile hips, firm breasts, and a belly slowly blossoming with the growing life inside.But the belly wasn’t a huge issue, not yet. The worst was the morning sickness. Mordena had thrown up three times in the past week, and sometimes it felt like someone was grabbing her insides and twisting them hard. He was constantly exhausted, hungry, or horny, or some combination of all of them.The good news was that Arthur treated her gentler, and didn’t force himself on her. However, Mordena began to take the initiative. Before her pregnancy was confirmed, she was in fear whenever he asked, but when it actually happened, she felt relieved and blissful.After cooking the dinner, Mordena went up back to her room, after drinking some water—and fingered himself. She was almost always wet. Thankfully, touching her womanhood never got dull, and Arthur was there to please him if she wanted. Today, Mordena wanted that very much.“Again, my princess?” Arthur asked. “That’ll be the third time today.”“I know.”They made out and fondled each other. Then Mordena spread her legs, and Arthur took that as a sign to get down to business. She had gotten quite good at the fingering part—they both had a lot of experience by now. Mordena moaned as Arthur fucked her hard until the orgasm washed over her. It always left her breathless and craving for more.After the sex, the two of them lounged around on the bed. Arthur rubbed her midsection. “Do you want to turn back once it’s over, my princess?”“I hope not. I’d rather stay a girl from here on. I’m sure that’s possible. I was meant to be this way.”Arthur ran his fingers through her blonde hair. “If we got out of here, I’ll give you all treasures on this land. It’s a cheap cost for the happiness you give me.”She smiled. “I would love that. But weeping you satisfied is payment enough.”The days and weeks and months passed by. Mordena and Arthur made love as often as they could—they never skipped a day. Along the way, Mordena’s belly continued to swell, and she learned how to keep his food down when morning sickness hit. Luckily the cabinets were always stocked, and over time there were more sweets and desserts mixed in. Mordena reckoned she had gained a full cup size about three months in. Her breasts were firmer, heavier. The areolas had darkened considerably and widened as well. And they were incredibly sensitive. Sometimes Mordena just played with her tits. It was never enough to get her to orgasm, but it always felt great. Arthur’s tongue around them was even better.After seven months, Mordena had almost forgotten what it was like to stand up straight, as having bloated tits and a massive belly shifted the balance of her body. The same for sleeping on her back. And masturbation was as common as eating or drinking. Mordena had gotten quite good at it, and the orgasms were more intense than ever.On one cool night, Mordena woke with the urge. Arthur was sound asleep next to her, and she didn’t want to wake him. She quietly slipped a hand down hẻ body, over the mountainous swell of her pregnant belly and underneath the sheet. Her crotch was already moist. Months of raging hormones hadn’t changed his pussy in any discernible way—other than it was constantly wet. And Mordena swore that she was hornier than ever. She squeezed one of her tits—not as hard as she could months before. In seconds, the torturing weight on his abdomen was no longer an inconvenience. Milk gushed to her fingers, and she licked every one of them clean, enjoying the taste and the scent of her own femininity.Mordena carefully pushed herself closer to orgasm, rolling his voluptuous body back and forth on the sheets. He needed the pleasure, the release.As the warmth in his loins intensified, Mordena let out a moaning, a little louder than before. Her hand which was buried between her legs felt a warm liquid come out.“You wake up just for having fun with yourself?”Mordena stopped rubbing when she saw Arthur looking at her. “ Damn. I woke you, didn’t I? I … I didn’t mean to wake you. I … I thought I was being quiet.”“Hard to be quiet in this house,” Arthur said. Even under the moonlight, he could tell that her cheeks were blushed red.Arthur rubbed Mordena’s immense belly was. It looked like she was ready to pop out a kid at any second. Mordena was a little worried, actually. What would happen when they went into labor? There was no midwife around. And if she had complications, say requiring a C-section or something or other, well…“In a few more weeks,” she sobbed, “I’m gonna have a baby. But I’m not designed by God for this task. I may not be able to deliver it.”Arthur whispered: “You should sleep. Remember, I’m always here for you.”Arthur laid down again, but when he just closed his eyes, Mordena pulled his arm.“I think my water has just broken,” Mordena said.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------"How are you doing?" Arthur whispered, and took Mordena — and her giant belly — into his big, strong arms."I'm doing alright," Mordena replied as she rested her head on his shoulder."And how's the baby?""Fine, I'm having some contractions.""You're having contractions ?""Fucck this hurts." Mordena moaned, holding her belly. She could feel the contractions from both sides; like a beast went wild just below her skin. She sat down and started to cry:“How was I going to do this all by myself? It was such a huge task, turning this baby, dropping him out head-first and pushing him, inch by painful inch out of my stretched vagina…”"Calm down, my princess," Arthur said. "I know this is hard, but you can overcome it. Women had been doing it for years. Just keep breathing and we'll get through this. And then we'll get to meet our baby."Mordena answered him with a groan.Arthur ran to the closet, grabbed a bottle of water, opened a drawer, and pulled a pair of scissors out. Then he crossed back to his wife."Keep drinking water." He said, gently. "You need it. It's important for you and the baby."Mordena sighed and took a sip. The cool water did feel good on her thirsty throat."Granted. NOW PUSH." Arthur commanded. Mordena closed her eyes and pushed her tired body to squeeze the baby out."I don't think we're getting anywhere." She panted, after a minute of pushing. Her belly and lower back were exhausted from all of the work."I think we are, but you may very well know better than me. You are the mother, after all." Arthur said. "What does your body tell you to do?""It's saying I'm tired and hot and need a break.""I wish I could give you that. I really do. But right now you need to focus on pushing, on getting that baby out.""You're sure I can't take a little break?""I am. Now keep breathing deeply and when you feel the urge to push, don't ignore it; give in to it and push, push that baby out.""I think I got it the first time you said push," Mordena said, and tried to roll her eyes, but a sharp cramping start to the next contraction interrupted her."Another one?" Arthur asked.Mordena nodded, breathlessly."OK, good, now push push push. Let gravity help, my princess!"Mordena clenched her teeth and lifted herself up so she would have a better angle."Ahhhhghhhhhh""Keeeep pushing," Arthur shouted.When the next contraction came, Mordena pushed and pushed harder, and finally felt like she was making some progress."Oh fuck." She moaned. "I feel like he's about to come out.""What, already?" Arthur asked. "Are you sure?""I think so."Arthur's eyes widened and his color slowly drained back into his face."So, everything's OK?""Yes!" Mordena cried before the next contraction hit. But she was ready for it this time.She put both hands on the chair, pulled herself up, and pressed her arms on it. She rested her forehead on the rough fabric and closed her eyes. She imagined the baby, head down in her birth canal. And when the next contraction came, she rode it like a wave, squeezing and pushing and grunting to get that baby out."I can see the head now!" Arthur cried from behind."Oh my God." Mordena panted. "I'll keep pushing.""No," Arthur said. "Let yourself stretch. Just rest and let the baby rest there.""But I'm so full." Mordena pleaded. "I need him out of me. I need to finish giving birth. Please.""Just for a few minutes. Let him crown, and let yourself stretch around him. It will burn, but just ride it out." Arthur said and handed her the bottle of water. Mordena sucked it down eagerly and dropped the empty bottle as another involuntary clenching hit her. "Can I push now?""Not quite yet," Arthur said. "But soon."Mordena sighed, not relieved yet, but knowing that the end was near."Then are you ready to meet your baby?" She asked after a minute."Yes, push for me."Mordena gritted her teeth, swung her hips, crouched, and pushed. The head was out soon thereafter.Arthur cut the cord with a knife he sterilized. Hearing their son's startled cries, Mordena smiled and fell unconscious in Arthur's arms.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------When Mordena woke up, she felt like the overhead light burned through her eyes. It felt like his body had turned inside out and then been rearranged and stuffed again. Every limb weighed a ton. She didn’t feel much below the neck, but she did feel a hand caressing her body. She slowly turned her head and saw Arthur smiling at her. “You gave birth to a cute boy. Perfectly healthy, I think.”“I thought … thought I would die.”“Me too. Seeing you in that state gave me pain in the heart. The worst pain ever. And I realized it’s all my fault.”The room became silent for a moment. Then Arthur spoke: “I’ll never let out go through the pain of childbirth again.”“Don’t say such a silly thing,” Mordena said. “I love it. It validates my womanhood. I can bring life into this world. And I’m glad it’s you who put the life into me.”“I love you too, my princess,” Arthur giggled, “Hey, do you wanna try for the second one?”“Do you think that you show your true nature too soon?” Mordena gripped Arthur’s hips and twisted: “I just gave birth. I’m tired.”“You means we can try when you’re no longer tired? Let's try for a daughter next time! I’ll name her Elizabeth…”“Whoa, hold, hold, hold it! You already think of the name of your second child when you haven’t even named the first?”“Sorry, I forgot.”Arthur held the baby boy and declared: “My son, from this moment you are Meliodas, the first prince of Britain.”Suddenly, they felt a tremor, and then a glass-shattering sound came. Arthur put the baby down, ran to the nearest window, and saw the dome collapsing. The barrier was dispelled. He shouted excitedly:“Behold, Britain! Your king has returned!”