....As in truth I could not make out what was happening. Tiamat kept breathing out strange clouds of substance that reminded me of the psychedelic smoke I sometimes saw in those movies that portray the sixties.
Coughing I try to wave the smoke away, but this only makes it worse. I was starting to get a real headache when it started to clear. The only real weird thing was that my vision still remained blurry. Looking around, I suddenly felt nauseous as the world moved in a horrible fashion. Suddenly I heard a woman barking, "You ladies are under my care for the next five years. After that, you shall be placed in the care of Madam Bertha."
Coughing, I rubbed my eyes trying to clear my vision and the voice barked out, "Is there problem Miss. Petrie?"
Forcing myself to stop coughing I looked about as my vision cleared. I was in a line of about twelve girls, all of whom where about ten years of age. Bearing down on me was a large formidable looking woman in a green uniform. Stopping in front of me she barked again, "Is there a problem Miss. Petrie?"
Unsure of what was going on I looked at this woman replied, "No."
The woman glared at me with a look that could melt snow, turned beet red and barked, "No, what?"
Getting real nervous I replied, "No, ma'am?"
Turning, she marched down the line and continued her speech, leaving me to try and figure out what the hell was going on. I knew that I was not female, mostly because I still could feel my penis and testicles pressed against my underwear. Shifting about slightly, I caught myself before the woman could notice and continued my thoughts standing still.
They were interrupted when the woman barked, "Each and everyone of you ladies now belong to my dorm. On my whistle blow, you shall remove those horrid street clothes and place them in the basket. Afterward you shall report to the showers for cleaning and delousing. Next you'll collect your uniforms for the week along with your bedsheets and be assigned a dorm room and roommate." With this said she put a whistle to her mouth and gave it one short blast.
Unsure of what to do, but not wanting to get on this woman's bad side I began to undress and prepared for the screaming when they found a boy in their midst.
But nobody was said and and looking down I confirmed that I indeed was still male. Sighing, I followed the other girls into a shower. Which surprised me, because was that I was not in the least bit turned on by all this naked flesh. Figuring it had to do with the fact that I now was ten years old again, I collected the soap, shampoo and conditioner offered and cleaned myself up.
Afterward I had a stinging white powder thrown at me that covered my naked body, my face and hair. After that I, along with the rest of the girls, was led into a room where I was handed seven skirts, seven button down shirts, a package of socks, a package of womans briefs, several nightgowns and a pair of uncomfortable looking shoes. The next room I was handed a pile of sheets, a pillow and a comforter. Next I was given a piece of paper and before I could look at was issued into another room where the woman that I ran into the first time barked at us, "I am Madam Patricia. You shall address me as such until you reach your fifteenth birthday. Now, look at your sheets, find your roommate and line up by what room your in."
Looking at the sheet I saw my name was now Leslie Petrie and my roommate was a Janice Morrison. Together we would be sharing room thirteen. Looking up, I tried to ask over the increasing voices of the other girls, "Who is Janice Morrison?"
Eventually I was waved over by a ten year old girl with long brown hair and the same coloured brown eyes. Together, we waited until the others had started to quiet down. Between the two of us, we found that we were in the last room and moving to the end of the line, we waited silently until the woman barked at us, "March!"
From there we were led to a long hallway with about nineteen rooms, the last being Madam Patricia's office and room. Barking the time, saying we had a half hour before lights out, we were left to locate our individual rooms.
Finding my room, I entered with Janice shortly behind me. Asking which bed she wanted, I took the opposite one and set my stuff down on it. Taking a nightgown, I pulled it on. Next I opened the closet that went with the bed and put away my clothes. After that I made the bed. Not sure what to talk about, I laid down in my bed and waited for lights out.
As I lay there in the darkness, my thoughts drifted over the past events. How I had used a ring to make a woman naked and found instead the queen of all dragons, Tiamat. How she had taken me to her mountain cave and there ate the ring instead of me. Afterward breathing on me and transforming me into a ten year old girl. But I saw myself as a ten year old male, something that did not make sense to me. That and the fact I had gone from being eighteen to my current age. Figuring it was part of the Magick that Tiamat spoke of, I slowly drifted off to sleep, forgetting to set my alarm clock.
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It had been two years now and I had slowly adjusted to my new life as Leslie Petrie, however strange it was. Tiamat had turned me into a girl, but I could not see how I looked, except for a few glances. Like somethings I would look briefly into mirror and see long flowing red hair, but when I looked back I saw only my short crew cut red hair. Getting my period was weird and still is. I have no feeling when it happens and to this day, I can only tell when it happens when the red dot forms in my underwear.
So this was my punishment. For removing a womans clothes I now get the honour of being around naked woman, but not being a single bit attracted to them. On top of that, they see me as a girl, but I couldn't see myself like that.
And then there was the school I had been recruited into. Under the watchful eye of Madam Patricia, I got up at six a.m. each morning to the same routine. Shower, breakfast, school, lunch, school, homework, dinner, homework, recreational activity and finally bed. Only to wake up and do it all again.
The school itself was basically a combination of a elementary and junior high mixed into a boarding school. It would be like this until I turned fifteen and was turned over to Madam Bertha. Then I'll be starting high school like boarding school and be also prepared for the basic teachings in Magick. If I did well, I'll be put into an intermediate class. Along with this intermediate class, I would be taught how to master my animal form, most likely a dragon.
And Madam Patricia being the formidable woman she was, it was almost down right to talk to her. When my period began, I had to ask Janice for help on what to do. And that only lasted for a year and half, at which point the dreams started.
The madam said we were suppose to tell her if something like happened, but I was unable to tell her. Seeing no reason to tell her, Janice also remained in the dark about them as well. In truth, I liked the dreams. They where a way for me to escape this punishment I'd been given.
As I drifted off to sleep I hoped this would be one of those nights, the night I dreamed of being a vixen.