Sienna
In Love With Music
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This thread is closed to Sienna and Dreamweaver32 in the opening stages of play.
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This story was originally writen by three players. Sienna will open taking on two female parts until the opening stages are complete.....Thankyou.
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Opening
One: Johanna
The battle had been terrible all day long and our army was completely defeated. The soldiers of Napoleon were at a maximum of two miles from us now. Most of the young girls of the village, to avoid to be raped, had run away to try to hide in the woods but I decided to stay there and to face the danger with a special idea.
I was just eighteen years old last month and my father had decided to betroth me to the son of the richest farmer of the village, an awful and ugly boy, proud of his wealth and always looking at me as if he would have eat all the parts of my body, disgusting! But what can do a girl in that situation apart from crying? So I was alas ready to please my father as my poor mother had died two years ago.
But the sad life I was thinking of had suddenly changed, my fiancé, as all the other men of less than fifty, had been enlisted by force to fight the French and even if I had no news about my father, hoping he was safe, I knew that my fiancé might have been killed. Not that I was happy about his death but I could not avoid to think that I was free again.
Unfortunately my freedom was totally relative, as the roughneck soldiers of Napoleon would probably make me regret it soon. But instead of running in the woods with no chances to escape from the rapists in my opinion, I decided to be... a boy.
I can say that I am a pretty girl with average size breasts. This helped me to bandage them to better hide my real sex. Hopefully, I had nothing else to do as it was still common to see men with long hair at this time and I could save this way my silky fair mane. Then my idea was simple: to try to enlist by the French and leave the country... safe.
My heart was beating hard now as the soldiers were entering the village. Will they discover my real sex? Will I be enlisted? Or will I...
Two: (introducing Giddyops)
Johanna entered the attic of the old coaching house and opened a large chest full of clothes. They were clothes that would suit a young man and her idea was beginning to unfold.
But in the rafters, hidden away from Johanna was Giddyops, a small nymph who had found her way there to hide from the nearby woods because of certain troubles.
Giddyops watched as Johanna took off her own clothes and stood naked as the day she was born admiring the clothes from the chest. Giddyops watched with great interest as Johanna wrapped her delicate firm nubile breasts in the bandages to make them disappear and transform herself into a boy as she began to clothe herself in the fine silk shirt and undergarments and finally the nice neat britches and jacket. The transformation was complete and Johanna admired how she looked in the tall stained mirror.
Giddy’ was amazed and didn’t realise that mortal girls did such things. In her community a nymph was simply a nymph and could be nothing more. But then she had magic and with mortals anything was possible. So as Johanna headed for the ladders to take her back down into the house, Giddy’ turned herself into a mortal girl and appeared from behind the chest.
“Boy! What are you doing?” Giddy’ called out. Johanna looked over just as she was about to disappear down the hatch. “Come back at once. They are my brothers clothes you are wearing!”
What Johanna saw was the most beautiful girl looking at her, but her anger distorted her smooth perfect features. “Who are you? Where did you come from?” Johanna asked.
“That doesn’t matter boy. Why are you stealing my brothers clothes?”
“But they don’t belong to anyone.” Johanna replied.
Three: Johanna
As I was facing that girl, who could ruin my plan, something strange crossed my mind. I could not say why or what, but I would have to be upset by her attitude, I was just surprised by her apparition and in fact I was not at all anxious. She was not only beautiful, she was also very graceful and moving... weightless almost. Surprisingly, whilst arguing about her brother's clothes, her gaze was sparkling as if she was ready to laugh. What amazed me too was that, even if I could say that she was young, I was not able to give her a precise age. Was she sixteen, twenty, twenty five?... It was impossible to establish it.
Oddly, I never saw her before in our village and nobody could have missed to notice such a beauty. The conclusion was then simple: she had never lived here and her arguments about her so-called brother's clothes were without any foundation.
I was ready to tell it to her when we heard the shouts and roars of the dragoon soldiers entering the street. Suddenly I realised that she was in great danger and I told her:
"I don't know who you are but what I am sure of is that if you don't clothe yourself as a boy immediately, you will be soon in a great danger, believe me."
She looked at me as if I had said something completely silly, she even laughed a little but when she saw the angst on my face she understood atleast what could happen to her.
"You are right, boy, please turn your face to the wall while I will change my clothes."
I had not the time to explain her that I was a girl like her because the soldiers were very near now, so I just obeyed her. What surprised me was that in less than a minute she told me that I could face her again and there she was, a very handsome guy fully dressed and smiling at me. I was amazed, how did she dress so quickly, this was magical!
"My name is Johan, you have to chose a boy's name now to be safe."
"Just call me Gideon it will be ok."
"Ok, Gideon. I have now to forget that you are a girl for your safety. My idea is to be enlisted by the French dragoons. You cannot stay here alone, I think that the best thing to do is to be enlisted too. What do you think of it?"
"Well... you know... I never made any harm to anybody up to now, I don't know how I will be able to become a... soldier. I don't think I could do such a job."
"Come on, I don't think they will show any difficulty to enlist us as they need so many new soldiers for their bloody war. And I don't want to be a soldier either, as soon as we will reach any big town, we will desert!"
"But you can be killed for that if they catch you!"
"No risk, Gideon, as I am a... girl like you and the day we will desert they will search for two boys, not two girls! But promise me that this is our secret, our life depends on it."
FOUR: Giddyops
This mortal girl was certainly strange. All mortals are strange, having to live their short lives without magic. I could see that she needed my help and as Gideon, I followed her down the steps into the house and ran into the yard outside.
The soldiers were everywhere on their horses and on foot. Johanna stood in a line of young mortal men and dragged me beside her. “Are you sure this is what we should do?” I asked.
“Yes of course. Now which one of these boys is your brother?”
“Excuse me?”
“These boys, which one is your brother?”
“Oh, he ran away a year ago.” I replied.
Soon the line of young men got shorter. “My name is Johan de Fries!” she said to the enlisting officer, standing as proud as a mortal man would do. She gave her details to him and he gave her instructions to cross the village square where a group of young men waited.
“And you?” the officer asked, pointing his feathered quill at me.
“Gideon sir.” I told him.
“Gideon what?” I gulped, I knew nothing of mortal names, as we only have just one ourselves. Johanna interrupted.
“Gideon de Fries, my brother.”
“Same details?” the officer asked.
“Yes sir.” I replied.
“Join the company over there, and don’t idle about, there is a war to be fought.”
Together Johann and I joined the rest of the young men and waited. Within a few minutes the commander rode up to us on his horse. He sat proud in the saddle, not even looking at us directly and then called for his sergeant.
“Get these men in uniform and give them a square meal. Tomorrow I want them trained with a musket and sword and battle worthy.” He ordered. The sergeant saluted and then ordered us to stand in line.
I looked all the way down the line at the young men, and I knew nothing of mortal numbers, but there were lots of them. The sergeant pushed back my head as he walked past me. “Get your head in and up straight boy!” I stood proud like Johanna and noticed that her chest was still a little more rounded than the rest of them. I was able to reduce my breasts by magic and she did not have such powers.
“You will give yourself away,” I whispered to her.
“What do you mean?” My eyes glanced down to her chest and she realised then what I meant. Her bandages had loosened beneath the silken shirt and I considered some of my magic to help her.
“Your ears.” Johanna whispered back. I felt my ears and still they were pointed at the top. It seemed my magic also fell short of being perfect, even on me.
This thread is closed to Sienna and Dreamweaver32 in the opening stages of play.
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This story was originally writen by three players. Sienna will open taking on two female parts until the opening stages are complete.....Thankyou.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Opening
One: Johanna
The battle had been terrible all day long and our army was completely defeated. The soldiers of Napoleon were at a maximum of two miles from us now. Most of the young girls of the village, to avoid to be raped, had run away to try to hide in the woods but I decided to stay there and to face the danger with a special idea.
I was just eighteen years old last month and my father had decided to betroth me to the son of the richest farmer of the village, an awful and ugly boy, proud of his wealth and always looking at me as if he would have eat all the parts of my body, disgusting! But what can do a girl in that situation apart from crying? So I was alas ready to please my father as my poor mother had died two years ago.
But the sad life I was thinking of had suddenly changed, my fiancé, as all the other men of less than fifty, had been enlisted by force to fight the French and even if I had no news about my father, hoping he was safe, I knew that my fiancé might have been killed. Not that I was happy about his death but I could not avoid to think that I was free again.
Unfortunately my freedom was totally relative, as the roughneck soldiers of Napoleon would probably make me regret it soon. But instead of running in the woods with no chances to escape from the rapists in my opinion, I decided to be... a boy.
I can say that I am a pretty girl with average size breasts. This helped me to bandage them to better hide my real sex. Hopefully, I had nothing else to do as it was still common to see men with long hair at this time and I could save this way my silky fair mane. Then my idea was simple: to try to enlist by the French and leave the country... safe.
My heart was beating hard now as the soldiers were entering the village. Will they discover my real sex? Will I be enlisted? Or will I...
Two: (introducing Giddyops)
Johanna entered the attic of the old coaching house and opened a large chest full of clothes. They were clothes that would suit a young man and her idea was beginning to unfold.
But in the rafters, hidden away from Johanna was Giddyops, a small nymph who had found her way there to hide from the nearby woods because of certain troubles.
Giddyops watched as Johanna took off her own clothes and stood naked as the day she was born admiring the clothes from the chest. Giddyops watched with great interest as Johanna wrapped her delicate firm nubile breasts in the bandages to make them disappear and transform herself into a boy as she began to clothe herself in the fine silk shirt and undergarments and finally the nice neat britches and jacket. The transformation was complete and Johanna admired how she looked in the tall stained mirror.
Giddy’ was amazed and didn’t realise that mortal girls did such things. In her community a nymph was simply a nymph and could be nothing more. But then she had magic and with mortals anything was possible. So as Johanna headed for the ladders to take her back down into the house, Giddy’ turned herself into a mortal girl and appeared from behind the chest.
“Boy! What are you doing?” Giddy’ called out. Johanna looked over just as she was about to disappear down the hatch. “Come back at once. They are my brothers clothes you are wearing!”
What Johanna saw was the most beautiful girl looking at her, but her anger distorted her smooth perfect features. “Who are you? Where did you come from?” Johanna asked.
“That doesn’t matter boy. Why are you stealing my brothers clothes?”
“But they don’t belong to anyone.” Johanna replied.
Three: Johanna
As I was facing that girl, who could ruin my plan, something strange crossed my mind. I could not say why or what, but I would have to be upset by her attitude, I was just surprised by her apparition and in fact I was not at all anxious. She was not only beautiful, she was also very graceful and moving... weightless almost. Surprisingly, whilst arguing about her brother's clothes, her gaze was sparkling as if she was ready to laugh. What amazed me too was that, even if I could say that she was young, I was not able to give her a precise age. Was she sixteen, twenty, twenty five?... It was impossible to establish it.
Oddly, I never saw her before in our village and nobody could have missed to notice such a beauty. The conclusion was then simple: she had never lived here and her arguments about her so-called brother's clothes were without any foundation.
I was ready to tell it to her when we heard the shouts and roars of the dragoon soldiers entering the street. Suddenly I realised that she was in great danger and I told her:
"I don't know who you are but what I am sure of is that if you don't clothe yourself as a boy immediately, you will be soon in a great danger, believe me."
She looked at me as if I had said something completely silly, she even laughed a little but when she saw the angst on my face she understood atleast what could happen to her.
"You are right, boy, please turn your face to the wall while I will change my clothes."
I had not the time to explain her that I was a girl like her because the soldiers were very near now, so I just obeyed her. What surprised me was that in less than a minute she told me that I could face her again and there she was, a very handsome guy fully dressed and smiling at me. I was amazed, how did she dress so quickly, this was magical!
"My name is Johan, you have to chose a boy's name now to be safe."
"Just call me Gideon it will be ok."
"Ok, Gideon. I have now to forget that you are a girl for your safety. My idea is to be enlisted by the French dragoons. You cannot stay here alone, I think that the best thing to do is to be enlisted too. What do you think of it?"
"Well... you know... I never made any harm to anybody up to now, I don't know how I will be able to become a... soldier. I don't think I could do such a job."
"Come on, I don't think they will show any difficulty to enlist us as they need so many new soldiers for their bloody war. And I don't want to be a soldier either, as soon as we will reach any big town, we will desert!"
"But you can be killed for that if they catch you!"
"No risk, Gideon, as I am a... girl like you and the day we will desert they will search for two boys, not two girls! But promise me that this is our secret, our life depends on it."
FOUR: Giddyops
This mortal girl was certainly strange. All mortals are strange, having to live their short lives without magic. I could see that she needed my help and as Gideon, I followed her down the steps into the house and ran into the yard outside.
The soldiers were everywhere on their horses and on foot. Johanna stood in a line of young mortal men and dragged me beside her. “Are you sure this is what we should do?” I asked.
“Yes of course. Now which one of these boys is your brother?”
“Excuse me?”
“These boys, which one is your brother?”
“Oh, he ran away a year ago.” I replied.
Soon the line of young men got shorter. “My name is Johan de Fries!” she said to the enlisting officer, standing as proud as a mortal man would do. She gave her details to him and he gave her instructions to cross the village square where a group of young men waited.
“And you?” the officer asked, pointing his feathered quill at me.
“Gideon sir.” I told him.
“Gideon what?” I gulped, I knew nothing of mortal names, as we only have just one ourselves. Johanna interrupted.
“Gideon de Fries, my brother.”
“Same details?” the officer asked.
“Yes sir.” I replied.
“Join the company over there, and don’t idle about, there is a war to be fought.”
Together Johann and I joined the rest of the young men and waited. Within a few minutes the commander rode up to us on his horse. He sat proud in the saddle, not even looking at us directly and then called for his sergeant.
“Get these men in uniform and give them a square meal. Tomorrow I want them trained with a musket and sword and battle worthy.” He ordered. The sergeant saluted and then ordered us to stand in line.
I looked all the way down the line at the young men, and I knew nothing of mortal numbers, but there were lots of them. The sergeant pushed back my head as he walked past me. “Get your head in and up straight boy!” I stood proud like Johanna and noticed that her chest was still a little more rounded than the rest of them. I was able to reduce my breasts by magic and she did not have such powers.
“You will give yourself away,” I whispered to her.
“What do you mean?” My eyes glanced down to her chest and she realised then what I meant. Her bandages had loosened beneath the silken shirt and I considered some of my magic to help her.
“Your ears.” Johanna whispered back. I felt my ears and still they were pointed at the top. It seemed my magic also fell short of being perfect, even on me.