Ultimate Power

I was a man, an old man, a man who sought knowledge above all else. I never had a family or even friends and I never felt a lack because of it as long as could keep gathering more knowledge, more secrets, more power.

I was particularly proud of my latest acquisition, an ancient leather bound book inscribed with arcane runes. Maybe ten people in the world could decipher the spidery scrawl fortunately for me years of devoted study meant that I was one of them . 

I cleared my throat and read the first page aloud, the words of a long dead language hanging heavy in the air. My skin crawled and the words seemed to try and choke me but I found I couldn’t stop speaking. The incantation, spell, whatever, poured out of me changing my body as it went. 

I grew younger, slimmer, my aged and weathered skin becoming soft and smooth. I could only watch a helpless passenger in my own body as perky breasts grew on my chest and my manhood was drawn into my body leaving me with a hot wet pussy. 

I couldn’t believe my eyes I was a woman, a damn pretty one at that. 
I had studied legends of transformation magic but I had never dreamed anything like this could happen to me. I considered trying to return to my old body but after my initial shock wore off I decided changing gender was a small price to pay for regaining my youth and health. 

It was wonderful not to need my glasses any more and to be free of the aches and pains that plagued a man my age. I knew that it would cause complications in my life but I felt like I had been given a wondrous gift and it seemed only right to celebrate. 

I dressed as best I could in old clothes from my younger days and went out into the city as a woman for the first time. I don’t remember much of that night, I had never been much of a drinker and becoming a woman certainly had done nothing to improve my tolerance for alcohol. It was only months later when my belly began to swell that I realised I must have given in to my bodies more carnal urges. 

I was disgusted by my weakness at first and furious at the unknown man who had taken advantage of my inebriated state to sate his lust but as the weeks passed and I felt my child grow inside me my fear and anger faded. 

All my life I had sought new knowledge and now I would know things no man could ever know. 

I had search for secrets and when I felt my daughter kick inside me I knew I was privileged to a secret only a mother can learn. 

I had wanted power and soon I will bring an new life into the world, what greater power can there be than that?