The figure moved quietly in the underbrush watching the knight and his squire looking for a better vantage point to watch. She waited for the pair to settle down for the night setting the squire to the first watch before she dared to move in any closer. Lady Ashley's love for Sir Garrett had been rejected and she was determined no other woman would have him.
Years of studying the mystical arts had given Lady Ashley the ability to secure her revenge with magic. It was wise to prevent anything from ruining her chances by casting a sleep spell. The mists of sleep covered the camp sending Sir Garrett, his squire and even the horses into a deep dreamless slumber. Once her spell took effect she entered the camp with a delighted smile on her face as she drew close to the slumbering Sir Garrett.
The scroll had cost quite a bit of money but it was worth it to watch the mighty paladin Sir Garrett transform into a buxom beauty who would have a hard time lifting her long sword much less her armor. Lady Ashley read the scroll causing it to disintegrate into magic which launched itself at the helpless knight.
Chiseled muscles vanished as the magic went about its' work leaving a slender form behind. Scars and body hair became soft and smooth skin except upon his head where his hair became long luxurious golden locks. The areola expanded on his chest as his nipples extended into the air. Fat flooded the warrior's chest swelling his breasts into mountains on his tiny form. It wasn't long before his manhood slid into his body forming into proof of his womanhood. A lovely blonde who barely reached five feet in height now lay where the over six foot paladin once slept. Lady Ashley took a moment to admire the beauty of her revenge before leaving to vanish into the night.
Squire Albert awoke with a headache which he quickly shook only to be disturbed by the sight of the bright light of the rising sun. Sir Garrett was going to kill him for falling asleep on watch but it was better to admit the mistake than compound the evil by lying, so he head for the tent where the paladin had laid down. It wasn't the squire's day because he didn't find his knight instead he found a half-naked woman laying down in Sir Garrett's bed. His face burned with a blush as he reached out to shake the woman awake to get some answers.
Sir Garrett felt someone shaking her awake and a very strange but not unpleasant feeling of jiggling upon her chest. The paladin's eyes opened to see her squire gently pushing her with his eyes turned away in embarrassment and she soon saw why. Two fleshy protrusions of a decidedly large proportion hung from her chest. A soft touch by Sir Garrett confirmed her fears that the breasts were real and extremely sensitive.
"Dark magic is at work here Albert," Sir Garrett pulled out one of her shirts and frowned as she realized how oversized it was on her small body. "We shall have to take swift action."
"Sir Garrett?" Albert questioned.
"Yes," Sir Garrett tightened her shirt to give her breast's some support and continued to make some semblance of an outfit to fit her new form from the male clothing at hand. Adversity had never stopped her before and she wasn't going to let it happen now. "I have been placed under some form of transformation magic. Let us thank the Gods that I still have my mind or we could be in real trouble."
"Yes, sir," Albert answered glad that his master was still here in mind and spirit if not body. "What should we do next?"
