Arrival
It had been a long day for Rena. She was dead tired and her feet were throbbing from the weeks of travel to get to the small town laid out before her. The sight of the Inn not far away was heavenly and she couldn't wait to sink her sore body into a soft bed. She walked into the Inn, dusting off her boots before walking inside. She loved to travel but sometimes she just needed a long rest in a nice small town.
Rena walked up to the Inn keeper and smiled, her eyes showing every bit of weariness. The Inn keeper saw this and looked at the rack of keys he had left. Without needing to be asked he took down one of the few he had left, a second floor room, and handed her the key. She smiled at him and reached for the key.
"That will be five copper pieces Miss." The Inn keeper made sure to make the price known before her hand touched the key. She gladly paid and then took the key. A short walk up stairs and into her room was almost too much for her tired feet but she managed to get inside and close the thick wooden door of the old Inn. Inside was an iron tub in the corner and she knew that buckets of hot water would be brought up soon by a maid.
Preparing for her bath, she unpacked her small bag setting out what was important. The knock finally came at the door after a half hour. She opened the door to find two maids and watched as they filled the tub with steaming water, exactly what she needed before sleep. They smiled and left her to her bath.
Once they were gone, she locked the door and stripped off ever stitch of clothing. A deep satisfied noise escaped her mouth as she lowered into the hot water and started to relax. It had been such a long time since she had had a hot bath. One cold river to another, sometimes weeks apart, hot water was just what she needed.
Laying there, her body warming and relaxing, she felt an urge her long travels had suppressed for awhile. Her soft long fingers slide down her smooth body feeling her own curves. She closed her eyes to the feel of her own touch, her fingers sliding down her breasts, then slowly down her flat stomach. She could only gasp as her fingers touched her long neglected folds.
Every soft touch, rub, and prod of her fingers made her core warm and tingle. She felt her soft fingers tease her clit, rub her soft lips, and finally slip inside her tight entrance. Her breathing started to deepen as she explored deeper, feeling soft, deep folds she hadn't touched in far too long. She started to pant as all the need took over and her fingers found all the spots she feared she had forgotten.
It wasn't long before she was moaning loud and arching in the hot water. You could tell by her face that every moment was a lost paradise finally found again. Her back arched higher, her perfect breasts pushed from the water. She was on the edge and she knew it. Instead of slowly to savor it, she pushed deeper, rubbed harder, and slammed every nerve with stimulation. It was like a dam broke and with the flood came a scream of pleasure.
After finally washing up, she dried off and headed to bed, knowing better than to let herself drift in the water. Dry, she crawled into bed naked and curled up under the sheets, the scratching cotton a welcome difference to hard rocks and crunching leaves.
Awakening....
After a long, restful sleep, Rena woke. What was strange was how foggy her mind was, how hung over she felt. She knew she hadn't drank anything the night before and never ate. No chance of being drugged or drunk. After sitting up, she ran her hands through her hair and nearly screamed. Between her fingers was soft short hair. As her hands slid down her face, she felt stubble, a scar. She felt a face that wasn't her's.
Opening her eyes, she found a body that also wasn't her's. Lying in a bed that wasn't the one she went to sleep in was a strong slightly older male form. When she moved her hands, his moved. Between what should be her legs, she saw what clearly wasn't. Starting to hyperventilate, she stood up fast looking around. The sudden movement made her dizzy and she felt back, unsteady in the strange body. What freaked her out most was the feel of an appendage she wasn't use to hitting her thighs.
It was in the middle of the small breakdown she heard the door unlocking. It opened and closed, soft footsteps entering the room. When she looked she nearly fainted in that moment. She saw herself standing by the door, her soft body barely covered by a half shirt and little more than panties. Her face smiled at her and with a wave of her hand, the male body she was trapped in was suddenly pinned spread eagle to the bed.
She almost screamed when she heard her own voice from across the room. "You women have it so lucky." The body she knew to be her own reached up and started playing with her breasts through the shirt. "Always having these right here to play with, always having men willing to bow at your feet to do the same." She smiled and lifted the shirt off, playing with the bare breasts like a fascinating toy.
It became clear to Rena, the longer she watched, that the body standing near the bed was inhabited by the male that should be in the body she currently resided in. Only a male would be that interested in her breasts. They were larger than the average female and somehow still perky, but the current situation was clearly magical enough that he could grow his own if he wanted.
