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((So appologies and disclaimer first. There is adult material in this. Leave now if you are not of legal age. Second While there is some yiff it is not the purpose of my piece but I have pawed many times to the scene myself and if the furrs want it they shall have it. Finally, comment and I hope you enjoy.))

CH 3

The guards woke Max early the next morning. His night had been rather uneventful thankfully, though he was unable to sleep well from his kneeling position. One of the guards unlocked his manacles from the heavy iron ring in the post as he was helped up by two others. His joints were extremely stiff as he winced trying to straighten them. In fact had it not been for the guards helping him he would have collapsed from the pain and weakness such a stress position places on the body. With no fanfare they set off for the palace. It was a massive structure constructed three generations ago by the current royalty. Sitting on top the relatively low mountain it provided a good watchtower for the surrounding plains and kept its defenders well away from any attackers. Its main doors were equally gigantic at thirty feet high and highly adorned. Each of the brass panels showed an important scene from Tryvinia's history going back to its chaotic civil war.

The different tribes of the land had been at each others throats since time immemorial. Finally one man decided to stop fighting. He was the son of the ruling warlord and while as hard and ruthless as any in battle, had grown weary of the damage the battles had done to peoples' and lands. Some entire tribes had been eradicated, bloodlines and families erased. The constant burning of fields and torrents of blood had left the people in no condition to so their crops which would likely fail. As a result famine was more common among the people than the stench of battle. He knew if someone or something didn't break the cycle that eventually no one would be left alive. This man called the leaders of all the clans together and managed to work out a truce that all sides felt agreeable to. The other tribe leaders were so impressed by his diplomacy that they unanimously agreed, his father included, that he should be the first dynasty of the new kingdom. This line continued on for generations and King Darnon's very veins carried this same blood. All of the rulers before him had been as benevolent as Treydan the First, but Darnon had fallen very far from this tree.

As Max was led inside the walls rose up twice as high as the doors to beautiful vaulted ceilings. This decadence had been the product of all the good will of the previous kings. All of it was donated by artists as gifts to the kings. One could see all kinds of scenes such as; paintings of the town, sunsets viewed from its battlements, coronations, births. There were so many scenes depicted it would take hours to take them all in. That was time Max just didn't have right now as he was taken directly to the Great Hall. It was no less beautiful as the murals continued in here. However the stained glass windows added so much color to them they appeared almost real when the sun shined just right. Max's gaze finally went down to where King Darnon sat on his throne.

This king had never been much of one for ceremony or pomp even keeping his dress relatively toned down. The only traditional adornments he wore were a ruby handled long sword that was said to be powerful from the old days of magic, though no one had ever seen anything, and a large silver crown etched with the leaders of the twelve tribes shaking hands in a circle around it. His long dark hair was slicked down as his gaze nearly snarled at Max as he approached.

"Well, well aren't you well dressed." He teased as his thin lips curled back slightly when he spoke making him look even more coarse. "You know I always knew your father would be a traitor but I hated having to wait until we caught him."

"My Lord my father's allegiances are to you. All of our family is loyal." Max said as he bowed his head in submission to the King.

"Then why did we catch your father divulging our military and logistical secrets to his sacred beasts?" King Darnon's voice was very powerful in its accusation.

"My Lord I have no knowledge of what you mean. There must be some mistake." Max said his head still bowed and avoiding looking up while being addressed without permission.

"I have in my possession a communiqué, bearing your father's signature, divulging the entire layout of this city and palace. It was intercepted by one of our agents in Gladen. How do you explain that?" The King said leaning back in his chair with a smile. "And look at me. How can I tell if you are speaking true when you look down?"

"Yes my King." He said looking up into those dark brown eyes. "I'm afraid anything like that would have to have been sent in innocence or forged."

"Funny you should say that." A voice chuckled from behind the King's throne. Slowly a small figure walked around into the light. It was the King's only trusted advisor Kithryn. His small scarred face bore the marks of his trade as an alchemist and apothecary. Though some said he was also capable of magic but peasants always talk of magic and destiny as well as prophecy. His dark purple cloak hid the rest of him as he stepped to the king's right side. "But the fact remains that your father has been convicted and sentenced. Guilty of high treason."

"When did this take place? I was not made aware of any trial. Who was on his jury?" Max's face twisted with disgust hearing his father had already been tried and convicted without his knowledge.

"Two days ago." King Darnon said with a grin, obviously enjoying the situation. "And I was both judge and jury to it. I sentenced him and your mother to death by beheading. But I was never sure what to do with you and that sexy little fuck you had that you thought was secret."

Maxillian's mind was racing as it tried to process all the information that seemed impossible. His rage slowly built inside him as he seemed outwardly calm. He was almost too calm as he glared at both of them. "You never liked my family from the day you knew us. Though we served your father faithfully and sacrificed in our service to him. What have you done with Jessica?"

"Well....." the king said with an evil smirk "Now I know why you bedded the little whore so often. I only wish she had agreed to marry me so I could spare her life as well."

"You bastard!" Max roared as he lunged forward only to be knocked to the ground by the blunt end of one of the guards spears. Quickly they were on him and had him pinned to the hard stone as the king rose from his seat and walked over to stand just in front of the prone prisoner "I'll kill you for raping her!"

"Captain! Take him to the chamber and post a guard to wait for me. I think I'll make this traitor useful to the crown he claims to serve." Darnon said as the guards bound the prisoner and drug him away.

"I think he will be a perfect test subject your majesty. I will prepare the instrument and deliver it to you shortly." Kithryn said with a bow as he left the Great Hall.

CH 4

Max was led out the hall and down a few stairs to a dark dank room. The mildew was nearly potent in the air as only one small window a few inches in length and height let in the only light not provided by lanterns. The guards put him to the wall and clapped him in irons that were attached to chains running up the walls and along the floors to heavy weights. The weights kept him pinned to the wall as he strained to try and move them but could only slightly get them to move. It didn't take long until he gave up and hung his head. All the events finally seemed to be hitting him that his parents had been executed, no murdered, on what he knew were false charges. His love had apparently been raped and killed when she wouldn't consent after the king had had his fun with her. It made his breaking heart burn with rage to think that his beautiful Jessica had been used like the may ladies who would do anything with a man for the right price. He didn't know how but somehow he was going to kill the king and anyone who got in his way for having done this.

Finally he heard the heavy door open and several foot steps head down the stairs his way. King Darnon stood there in the dim light with two personal guards and a young paige carrying a pillow with a cover over it.

"Feeling better dear?" The king asked him mockingly as the company approached him.

"You let me out of these chains and fight me one on one and I'll be feeling great." Max said making no move to hide his contempt.

"You know you really are taking this too personal. You really should be honored with what your family's sacrifice is going to buy this kingdom."

"What are you talking about? You killed my family and accused us of being traitor's. What part of that am I taking too personally?" Max snapped back

"This kingdom has not added one hectare to its size since it was founded fifteen generations ago by my family. Now that's been fine for all of them but I want us to improve. But you see you really are a traitor, or will be. You are going to levy war against us." The king said with a knowing grin.

"I had no designs to do such a thing." Max said half confused and beginning to wonder if the king was just mad.

"No you didn't but I did." The king chuckled and brushed his dark hair back.

"Have you lost your mind Darnon? You aren't making any sense." Max said finding himself now very confused as he hung there on the wall.

"Perhaps it would be easier if I just showed you. Paige...." He said as the boy stepped forward and kneeled to present the pillow. Pulling back the cover showed a small vial with a purple liquid inside as the king picked it up and pulled the stopper from it. "This is how you will be useful. You see you were just the most convenient target. Everyone knows I hated and mistrusted your father. The rest of you were just collateral damage until this came along. Guard!" He ordered as one of the guards stepped over and grabbed Max's jaw forcing it open as Darnon poured a small amount of the liquid into his mouth and the guard forced him to swallow.

The taste was awful. Though small it was extremely bitter and made Max want to gag until he felt a small burning sensation in his stomach. "What is happening? What was that?"

"Oh just something my advisor cooked up. The first group of subjects all turned into piles of goo but he thinks he got it worked out finally. Just give it time." He said smiling and motioning for the Paige to leave

Max began to writhe in his bonds. His agony was so intense everyone had to take a step back as he got the strength to lift the weights several inches before snapping back to the stone wall. "What.......is this?" *He groaned as he felt his body changing. His legs began to lengthen and his skin sprouted a dark green fur. He shut his eyes to try and shut the images out of his mind as he felt his bones beginning to reshape as well. Opening them again he noticed they were looking more equine in form and his feet ripped through the leather forming gold hooves. His face too had stretched out into a long muzzle. But the changes didn't stop there. His chest began to get heavier as large C cup breasts grew and his new body began to rip out of its clothes. Those tender nipples forcing their way through as his now exposed crotch was seen shrinking up into him. Only a few moments more and the transformation was complete.

"Aren't you just beautiful." Darnon said gleefully. "I'm so glad this worked. You look just like I imagined." About this time the Paige came back with a mirror and stood in front of the prisoner.

When Max looked into it he couldn't believed what he saw. "I'm....I'm a unicorn." He gasped. "And a mare too. How can this be?" He asked in a state of shock as his eyes roamed his new, naked, equine form. On top of growing the breasts and green fur he had grown a gold mane and tail to match his hooves and horn.

"Oh its very simple. My advisor found an old tome with old ways of potion making and magic. This particular one changes the drinker into what the user desires. Exactly how it knows I don't know...or care. Magic is mysterious after all but as you can see it works. What do you think of your new form?" Darnon asked and dismissed the paige again as he reached out and touched the new unicorn's hip.

"I want you to change me back. This still doesn't explain how I am going to levy war against Tryvania. And get your hands off me." He said trying to sound defiant though he was in no position to do anything about it.

"Don't you see my dear? I want more land. And what better land to conquer than Gladen? However with our treaty even I am not permitted to declare war without cause. When they find your dead, cum filled body on their border it will cause an outrage among them. Those beasts will clamor for a war that I will gladly give them. And when I've beaten them into submission I'll take their lush forests in return for peace. They will have no choice. Now how about a kiss?" He sneered and leaned in only to catch Max's sharp teeth grazing his cheek. "That won't do you bad girl. I would have been gentle since it's your last time. "

With that one of the guards stepped in and forced a bridle into the unicorn's mouth. A large ring bit spreading her teeth and pinning her jaws open as he pinned her wrists to the wall. The other guard lengthened the chains binding her while the first forced her down to her knees, holding her wrists behind her. King Darnon was already naked as he stepped in front of the helpless prisoner. No one seemed to care that only a while ago this prisoner was one of their own. All they seemed to care about was that it was a female now and on top of that one of the normally expensive unicorn mares one occasionally found in the shady part of town being rented out. The king's cock was an impressive nine inches as he reached down petting the mare's dark green muzzle.

"You see you can submit by choice or by force. Either way I get what I want." He said pushing his cock into her muzzle until it hit the back of her throat and her hot breath washed over his balls. "Now see that's what I like, a nice submissive bitch who knows her place." He moaned as the warm length was really teasing his shaft while he began slowly fucking her helpless throat.

Max cringed as he was forced to taste that hard royal length. His mind was being over loaded with new sensations as he felt something beginning to wet his thighs and he realized his new female mind was enjoying this. His tear drop mare sex began clinching as he felt something slip inside it making him whinny softly around Darnon's cock."

"She's enjoying it your majesty. She's so wet right now the entire town could fuck her." The first guard teased and slapped her ass with the other hand as he continued to finger her slit.

Soon Darnon pulled his cock from the inviting muzzle and signed to have her forced onto all fours. "That's enough lube for what I'm going to do." He said walking behind her and seizing the already flagged tail pulling it to the side.

The second guard who was holding her wrists now walked around in front of her and purposely forced his crotch into the face as he leaned over holding her.

"Your majesty. Might we join you?" The second guard asked with a dark grin.

"The more the merrier." King Darnon nodded as he ran his free hand over that firm equine rump and gave it a slap. "Besides she has three holes to entertain us with."