Antyny frowned as Lady Leta's spell washed over him. He wasn't sure what had changed...
His eyes widened as he was suddenly overcome with a burning need. Lady Leta smirked at him.
"Well?" she asked. Antyny swallowed.
"Please impregnate me, my lady," he whispered. He could feel his entire body shaking with the desire to bear a child. Quickly, he cast the spell to change his reproductive system, giving himself a womanhood and womb, rather than a manhood. He pulled down his trousers, revealing his new genitalia. Lady Leta beamed.
"In my culture, men bear the children, as women are too busy running things to carry, birth, and raise a child," she said. "We use magic to grant women a manhood and men a womanhood. You are an excellent specimen to have offspring with, so I wished for you to become my consort at some point. I was waiting to do so, but you have come before me wishing to raise a child. This was an opportunity I could not allow to pass by."
"This was your plan all along?"
"Broadly speaking, yes. But I did not intend for things to fall in place as they have," Lady Leta said. Her smile broadened. "This is a happy accident, shall we say. Hand the child to someone so that I may plant our first child together within you."
"In- in front of the whole court?" Antyny stammered as a woman took Markyss from him. Lady Leta walked up to him. She stroked his face.
"Of course! Every single one of our children must be conceived with an audience. My culture is quite particular about that." Lady Leta pulled down her skirt, revealing a massive manhood. "Now. Let us conceive." Without further warning, Lady Leta thrust her manhood into Antyny's new womanhood. Antyny gasped with shock, then pleasure. He moaned happily as Lady Leta gently rocked back and forth, filling his body with pleasure.
"I knew from the start you were ambitious," Lady Leta whispered into Antyny's ear. "You wished for power. Well, in my culture, the most power a man can achieve is to be the consort of the Queen. So you may rest assured that you have done what you wanted. You have come as far as you can. And now, you will come again." Antyny let out a cry of ecstasy as he came, orgasms rippling across his body. Lady Leta filled his new womanhood with seed. So much seed that it dripped onto the floor once she removed herself from him. With a smile, Lady Leta placed her hand on Antyny's belly. It swelled underneath her touch.
"What- what are you doing?"
"Proving that I just impregnated you, my lover." Lady Leta stroked Antyny's new baby bump. "I can sense the child within you is female. Good. Most of our children will be. Though since you are such a charming little man, I will even allow us to have a son or two, in addition to Markyss. If nothing else, they will be useful for strengthening diplomatic ties between other kingdoms. We can marry them off to some royal or noble daughter."
Lady Leta's manhood disappeared, replaced with a womanhood. She pulled her skirt up and gestured to one of the women standing nearby.
"Take Lord Antyny to our quarters so he may clean up and tend to Prince Markyss. I need to meet with my war council."
The woman waited until Markyss was back in Antyny's arms, then ushered him away. Antyny looked down at his baby bump and smiled. He knew he should be horrified by all that had just happened. But Lady Leta's spell had warped his mind. He could not be more content.