New Mira (Patreon)

Mark lay in his bed thinking. He had just finished watching the first season of Spartacus and his thoughts were on this show.

He thought about how cool it was to live at the time. He liked that gladiator fights were held there and in general he loved that historical period of time. He imagined him sitting on the podium as some patrician in the colosseum and watching a real fight. He also saw what beautiful girls there were and that because they were slaves they did whatever they were told. This excited him. At that moment, he imagined Mira - a slave from the series, whom he liked. He turned on his side and was excited by these thoughts. He already reached for his penis but felt that his blanket, which he was covering, seemed to disappear ...

...

A fairy flying past who accidentally got into Mark's house, she mixed up the address. Fairies are magical creatures that can really grant any wishes. She flew to the boy Mark Spencer, 9 years old, who lived in a completely different place and he had a birthday and was preparing to fulfill his wishes (fairies performed them once every 10 years, mainly for children, because their wishes were simple and did not require a large magic), but due to a bureaucratic error she got into the house of Mark Spencer for 15 years, a schoolboy in puberty.

She looked closely at Mark and read his mind.

"Hmm ... strange, usually I am sent to children and their desires are much easier ... but okay ... work is work"

And she held her magic wand in the air and disappeared

...

Mark felt a slight chill around his body and already realized that he was not covered by the blanket. He never reached for his penis and decided to first find a blanket, which probably fell, he did not want mom or dad to suddenly come in and see him like this.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw that his room had completely changed. All the walls were concrete and there was only one door, or rather, it was not a door, but a grate through which some other silhouettes of people could be seen in the darkness.

- What the heck...

Michael whispered and noticed that his voice was different

- Ahem, ahem! What the hell ?!

Mark's voice was higher than usual, as if ... as if he was a woman! Mark felt his long hair, which he shouldn't have, touching his back as he turned his head from side to side and it was weird. Something metal, like some kind of hoop, was wrapped around his neck and legs. He wanted to check, but then suddenly noticed that his body was completely different! His entire body was absolutely hairless and he had obvious female boobs! He saw it by the light of a torch that burned in the corridor

Mark's heart was pounding and he wanted to do something, but did not know what exactly.

...

Mark looked around in search of at least some clue about how he got here, why he is the body of a girl and why he is naked. There were bare walls all around, and he was lying on a hard bed without a mattress. It was all very strange.

At that moment a man entered the premises. Mark immediately recognized this man as an actor who played in the TV series "Spartacus" and said with hope

- God ?! It's you?! What's going on here?!

Spartacus looked in surprise at Mira, who was lying naked. He knew that his masters had sent her to him so that he could relax, but he loved his wife too much and was not going to share his bed with anyone else.

- Peace. Just get dressed and go!

- What?! Dude?! I am not Mira! Fuck! Just tell me this is a show and why am I in this girl's body?

- Mira ... I don’t understand you.

He looked for her clothes so he could get her dressed and leave. He did not want to accept gifts from his masters, which he hated.

Marx was already sitting on the hard bed, still naked, and felt his hair brushing against his shoulders, the hard metal collar wrapped around his neck and the hard cold metal that was worn around his legs at the wrists. His chest was hanging with an old new weight and he just wanted it all to be untrue.

While Spartacus was picking up Mira's clothes from the floor, Michael continued to speak

- No, no, no, it's just a dream! It can't be! You are not a Spartacus! I couldn't be on this show! Especially in this body! I am! Oh my God! He thinks that I ...

Mark realized what body he was in and what his new status was. He covered his mouth with his hand and fell silent. Silently he took Mira's clothes and began to dress

- And tell your masters not to send you to me again, Mira.

...

Mark with difficulty, under the surprised look of Spartacus, put on what they called a dress. It took a while, he never wore anything like it, but fear and misunderstanding of what was happening made his mind work faster. He put this cape around his neck and tightened the fabric belt at his waist, but his chest was still visible. He felt the fabric touch his delicate skin and his new curves. He sharply felt a new center of gravity as soon as he got out of bed, it seemed to him that his ass had become larger and heavier at least several times. Mark adjusted the dress so that his new boobs were covered by this sexy dress.

He walked slowly towards the exit of this room, feeling his new chest swinging even with such movements. It was very unusual and strange for him, but at that moment he did not think about it, although he noticed.

He stopped for a moment at the grating and looked back at Spartacus, who at that time silently sat down on the bed on which Mark had just been lying and looked away. Cold metal around his neck reminded Mark of his new position.

Mark stood there for a few seconds and left the room. He walked a few steps along dark corridors, the floor of which was made of earth and torches on the walls. He thought, thought about how he got here. This should be just a show. This cannot be real. He recalled that this scene with Mira was in the first episodes and he knew what would happen next. From this he received a huge fright, but continued to move towards the exit. How could he end up on the show? Why is he in Mira's body? Why a slave ?! Mark wanted to cry, tears appeared on his face, but he heard a man's voice

- So fast? Mira, I think the owner will be unhappy.

It was the centurion who guarded the slaves. He took Mark by the hand and led him somewhere across the open courtyard. Mark immediately recognized that this was the courtyard where gladiators were trained.

Mark wanted to break free, but the centurion held his hand tightly and Mark felt for the first time how weak he was here

- What are you doing, whore !?

The centurion hit him and led him on and Mark, unable to resist, went with him

...

Mark was taken to his cell where he lived with other slaves.

- Mira, why are you so fast? Couldn't you seduce Spartacus? This is very bad, Mira, why couldn't you?

One of the slaves quickly walked up to Mark and spoke almost without stopping when the guard left. Mark listened to her, but understood only half, he was still in shock from everything that was happening. New sensations in his body haunted him, he wanted to sleep with Mira, but not be her! He wanted to be a patrician, not a slave! And it was just a fantasy, why did it become real? Why was he on the TV series Spartacus? Why was this happening to him ?! There were so many questions and he did not know the answer to any

- Yes I do not..

He began to speak, still not getting used to his voice and wanted to answer this girl. He thought it might be some kind of prank or a dream. Maybe this is some kind of computer simulation ?! He was about to dispose of this girl, when the door to their room opened again and the centrurion entered it.

- Peace. Come with me!

Mark flinched at that voice and at the sound of his new name! He had already begun to get used to and at the same time hate the name. He turned around and decided not to argue with the guard and walked out of the room with him. He didn’t know where he was being taken and what would happen to him, but he definitely didn’t like it.

...

He was led into a lavishly furnished room with expensive curtains and vases. He immediately understood and remembered what would happen next. Their master was here. He took a bath without clothes and silently looked at Mark, who was standing in the aisle

- Well ... Mira ... I'm a little disappointed in you

Mark wanted to answer something, but decided that it was better to be silent.

- I thought that Spartak would not abandon you, because you are very beautiful and very skillful. Maybe you didn't try hard? Can I punish you?

These words made Mark's knees shake, but he continued to stand as if it were not.

- Eh Mira ... Okay, we will assume that you will work out your offense now here with me instead of this Spartacus.

Mark was frightened by these words. He understood what his master was talking about, but did not want to imagine and think about it. He was still a virgin and the thought of what he should do now, and even more so with a man, scared and disgusted him!

- Why are you standing like a fool ?! Take off your clothes and come to me!

The owner shouted at him

Mark slowly untied the belt he had put on in Spartak's cell and carefully removed his clothes. There was emptiness and fear in his gaze.

...

It was the worst, shameful, and humiliating night in Mark's entire life. He couldn't even imagine that someday in his life he would have to do the things that he did that evening ... in that big van ... with this disgusting man.

When he was taken to sleep, he could not sleep and for a long time recalled how he tried not to do what this man asked and even tried to leave, but only received curses and blows to his weak body. He was just work and had to do what was required of him.

The man was not satisfied with Mark's work and told him that if this happens again, he will think about flogging him first, and then maybe something worse. Mark lay in his new hard bed in a cramped cell next to the other slaves and wept quietly. He never fell asleep that night. Sometimes he opened and closed his eyes, checking if he would be back in his warm bed, he checked his body and chest, which was soft and tender in his hand and still felt the little female lumps that should not have been. It was the first time he touched a woman's breasts, but it was his body.

The next days he tried to do whatever he was told. It was the job of cleaning up after gladiators, washing the owners' belongings and other needs. Sometimes he was called as a sex slave, but each time the owner was dissatisfied with something. He said that Mira had changed, that she was trying hard. He was even sent again to Spartak, the next day, but history repeated itself and he left him.

Several times he took part in a Roman orgy. All this seemed to him like a dream, although it was all absolutely real. He saw scenes in the training yard, which he saw in the TV series Spartak, and from this he only got worse. He knew everything, knew what would happen, but he could not help it. He understood that he should become Spartak's lover, but something went wrong and, although in the series Mira and Spartacus were already in love, now Mark continued to live like an ordinary slave.

...

- Oh, dear friend Varius, this is my best slave, you will not regret if you buy her

Mark stood aside and heard the conversation between his master and another Roman man. They talked about him. In the early morning he was forced to wash completely, all his body parts, and he had to look clean and tidy. He was warned that he must be kind and show that he loves his masters. Usually this was done when an orgy was being prepared or he was offered as a girl for the night to some friend of the owner.

Even today Marx thought it would be so. He stood quietly beside them and looked at the floor. But as soon as he heard that they wanted to sell him, he was very scared very much.

Before that, although he had lost hope that he would be able to return back to his time and into his body, he still knew that Spartacus would revolt. And although he was not now Spartak's girlfriend as in the series, he hoped that he would find freedom. Freedom was better than the life of a slave, albeit in ancient times and even if it was a girl, but it is better than being a slave girl in ancient Rome!

Mark raised his frightened eyes to these two, but they had already moved a little further and he hardly heard them. Mark wanted to come up and say something. He wanted to tell his master that now it would be better to do his job, whatever he was told. Mark didn't want to be sold. He understood that this was the worst thing that could happen. But Mark had never thought about this possible before. He tried really hard, especially in the early days. He was in conflict and swore, he said that he was from the future and that this was a series. Of course, his master decided to get rid of such a strange slave.

The owner regretted that Mira had changed so much, he really liked her, but she had become completely different. She performed her duties poorly and in bed she became very bad and there was no such pleasure as before. The owner decided that while she was still beautiful and not everyone knew that she had changed so much, he decided to sell her to his friend, who was passing through here and had already slept with Mira, almost half a year ago, before she became strange ... He decided that he would get good money for it and this is the best solution.

...

When the owner and potential buyer Mira departed, Mark was taken to another room and told to continue doing his usual cleaning tasks. Mark's heart beat fast, much as it did on the first evening in this house, when he stood by his master's bath.

Mark looked around and saw the already familiar Roman walls, columns and other interior elements. He looked at his hands - they were small with dull skin, he was never a strong guy, but now his arms were thinner than when he was a guy. His hands were shaking and it was noticeable. He looked around his body. Even beneath that little tunic, his new big ass was visible, and his chest jumped and shook sexually with every movement. He once even thought that bras would be very cool and ironically and sadly smiled. But now he was not laughing. He examined himself and the reality of what was happening for the last and final time defeated him. He realized that all his hopes had now collapsed completely, for some reason until that moment he still hoped that all the same it would all end when the series ended, that it could be some kind of game or virtual reality or coma. But it was all too real. He looked and looked at himself. This body ... it was his, but it was completely alien. He is still not used to him, to those breasts, his weak arms, his big ass and this emptiness between his legs ...

- Mira, what's wrong with you?

Mark shuddered at these words of another slave, who looked at him worriedly and could not answer.

...

- And do not resist, you stupid whore! Your master sold you to me for too high a price, and I'm not going to assume that I gave the money in vain! You are not at all as good as he described! You are also resisting! You know! I will give you to my guards, I think this will be the best use of my money that I have invested in you! At least they will get such a sweet candy like you! Do not worry, they do not need frills, for them you will be perfect

...

Mark was indeed sold to a completely different person. He had never seen this man in the series and did not know who he was. He was taken away in a cage to some distant region, most likely closer to Africa. It was some not the richest, even the poor province of the Roman Empire. It did not resemble Rome at all, it looked more like some kind of abandoned village, but people lived here. Mark knew that the uprising of Spartacus would not catch this province and prayed to God that it would all end as soon as possible and it would be just a bad dream. But the days passed, and his life did not change.

When he arrived at his new home, the owner spent several nights with him. This man was much rougher than his previous master and behaved worse with him. But Mark held on, he even resisted at times. Mark was wrong again. He thought that it could not be worse, but after the words that he would be given to the guards of this man, Mark sat down on his knees and begged not to do this, but they did not listen to him

...

- So it is! Cutie!

This huge man was standing too close to Mark. He took off his dress and Mark's boobs were jumping merrily without clothes.

- You better be good with us yourself, or it will only get worse. I love it when girls resist, so choose yourself.