Standing in the grand hall, I received the news once again—my father, the King of Engnd, was dead.

  “How?” I asked the servant.

  “His testicles were crushed while riding, Your Majesty,” he answered solemnly.

  I felt a pang of sympathy, though not enough to truly care. After all, his death meant the crown now rested upon my head. At nineteen, I was king. Not bad. At least I hadn’t been forced to wait like Charles III, crowned only to wither away on the throne within years. Not that I was capable of such frailty.

  “I see. Very well then—begin preparations for the coronation,” I ordered.

  “At once, Your Majesty.” The servant bowed deeply.

  Not that his deference mattered to me. Whether men bowed or not was irrelevant—personally, I cared little for empty gestures. But if he hadn’t, I would have had him punished all the same. It wasn’t about respect; it was a test of intelligence. Only a fool would insult the pinnacle of authority in the kingdom.

  –?–

  Zoé Gachet pulled in from around the corner as I entered my bedroom. A femboy from France whose original name doesn’t matter, he stands there inviting me into his backside. There is another reincarnator in France but I have yet to figure out where he is. There was another in Iberia, the kingdom of Castile I think but he was a minor nobleman before taking over as king in a violent overthrow of the old royal family and he will be holding an auction in bordeaux which I pn to attend he will be selling them there. The reincarnator could be anywhere.

  Zoé moved his hips in a pattern he had learned I enjoyed. His highly feminine retaining rge hips and thighs with a nice ass he used to please me with a nice rack growing, his face indistinguishable from an actual woman and with makeup would rival even the most beautiful women in the world. Long blonde hair that reflected the sun like a mirror. “Like what you see Will.”

  He pulled up his skirt to reveal his lingerie purple and cy wearing an inverted cage underneath the clothes made by my textile mills and the cage bought from a reincarnator in Italy who specialized in making metal trinkets. His name is Anthonio Zepelli, the cousin of my tutor who is the same age as me. All the reincarnators seem to have the same birthday. He unbuttoned his blouse as he prepared to please me.

  Zoé giggled in a light voice so feminine I forgot he was born male and I got aroused. The only thing separating him from being a woman is his little prick but damn I didn’t care. I turned him around and started stripping him of his clothes. He was my favorite lover not because I changed him to my will but because I didn’t need to. He was already obedient and accepting of my demands and was already extremely feminine. If fucking a guy who is basically a woman is not straight I don’t know what is I have seen dudes fuck women who were basically dudes in my past life and that was considered straight I don’t refer to tomboys either I mean women that look like men but have a pussy.

  I carried her in my arms as I took him to my bed. He smelled of honey and fruit. As I set him down his underwear came off as he took it off with incredible speed and grace as he then arched to receive me his little balls too small to really dangle were taken into my hands to enhance his experience.

  “You should enjoy this too, Zoé.” I muttered into his ear as only deepened his arch.

  “The church would hate you if they knew.” He said as my dick entered, splitting his ass. I ughed at him lightly as he shook. “ah ahh ahhh uh, sorry I… this is the first time that has happened.”

  “Cumming already?” I said looking at him squeezing the balls in my hand he was clearly embarrassed. “It’s alright be a good boy and let me finish inside you, and you might get a reward at the end.”

  Zoé nodded and blushed furiously head down not wanting to look up at me. “Eat this as your punishment.” I moved my hand to his face covered in his girl cum. He pped it up quickly.

  “I don’t think I can think of you as anything more than a woman now Zoé.” He– She looked up and smiled at me.

  “Good I was tired of you calling me a guy anyway.” Her voice so light made my erection even harder as I felt the wall of her ass tighten around it. “Mhm mhmm ahh ah ah.” She began moaning loudly. few knew about Zoé, truly she was sold to me by barbary pirates. When I bought her they promised that she was unused, which to their credit she was, was I looked through her soul’s past normally rape would be recorded by the soul. Now she had been thoroughly used by me every moment carved into her soul shaping her now my personal slut.

  When it all came to an end when I finally came id down into her. my arms went around her to comfort and soothe her aching body.

  She stayed absolutely still looking forward, her hair in my face but I enjoyed it. I may be an asshole to other people but Zoé for some reason got onto my good side and while I never thought it possible at one point I realized after my first time with her that I may like femboys.

  I massaged her body which she seemed to like. “So about my reward.” She turned slowly with only her head.

  “Tell me what you want Zoé and I will try to make it happen.”

  “Hmm…” She thought about it for a second. “Can I get some food, I’m hungry.”

  “Sure I’ll get a maid to bring it to your room.” I said to her.

  “No, I want you to eat with me.” She looked at her stomach then at the end table at a pocket watch I received from Spain. She picked it up for a second only to put it back down.

  I agreed Zoé changed into a cocktail dress as we awaited the food. Engnd or just the south of it was well industrialized by me building up tons of factories making me extremely wealthy so we were able to have a rge amount of food that was well seasoned with spices from India purchased from the Portuguese who brought it from India to avoid the Ottoman taxes.

  “So this is what you eat every day?” She asked taking a bite of a peacock that was well seasoned.

  “No, I had this brought for you as a special treat.”

  She looked at the poached eggs next. “But why?”

  “Because of this.” I showed my hand. “And also finish cleaning this up first.”

  She leaned over into using my shoulder as a brace as she licked my hand clean this time leaving absolutely nothing behind. I grabbed her rge ass. It was incredibly soft but had a nice firmness to it. “You are now truly a woman in my eyes.”

  She looked embarrassed. I will always have fun teasing her.

  “It’s getting te, you can sleep here if you wish.”

  She id down still in her dress and drifted to sleep peacefully looking like an angel who fell from heaven even without make up her beauty is ethereal sometimes it feels like I shouldn’t gaze upon her but I do anyway.

  William728