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When the rebel leader was caught by the king's guards he expected to be executed, or at least tossed in the dungeon to spend the rest of his life in shackles. Instead he was taken to the castle, stripped bare and given a silky blue cloak covered with stars. He was led to to the great hall and told to kneel before the king's court, then the royal wizard chanted words in some tongue the rebel didn't recognize.

The rebel felt strange tuggings beneath his cloak, as if ghostly little fingers were pinching and pulling at his manhood and chest, and there was a queasy shift deep in his guts. He sensed that something was being taken from him, and something else given.

Finally the king's wizard commanded the rebel to rise. The rebel did so, throwing off the cloak, and was amazed to see that he'd somehow been transformed into a shapely woman. He was dressed like a courtesan, his breasts and loins barely covered by sparkling little jewels. He tried to cry out in protest, to seize a dagger from one of the king's guards and fight his way out of the castle... but instead his hips began to sway. He was dancing, his hands snaking over his head and his heavy bosom bouncing, and he found himself enjoying the movements of his strange new body. His face burned with shame, but also with the thrill of being watched by so many hungry eyes.

Every man in the court wanted the new girl... but she danced only for her king.


Note: Before anybody asks, no, I don't know where the "after" footage is from. It seems to be from an old movie, maybe Technicolor era, but this would be a pretty scandalous outfit for a studio picture! Maybe an old foreign film?