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Changing Haemon

Chapter 1

Passaro was a lovely place, named after the flocks of sparrows who frequented the upper ramparts of the castle.  It was up the valley from Agrinio, another lovely place, but the two small cities had been at odds for as long as Haemon could remember.  Every few years the freemen in both cities would put on their armor over some pretext or other and march into either ends of the valley that separated them.  Then, each would form into a phalanx at the edge of their little kingdoms and face off.  The battles were usually not very destructive.  A few citizen soldiers from one side or the other would get killed or trampled, the kingdoms' boundaries would shift a quarter or half a mile and everyone would go home until the next encounter. 

Haemon was King Aleixo's only son and was in the last indecisive fray, but to hear him speak, if only he had led it, it all would have been very different.  He complained to his friends that, “It takes someone with my decisiveness and leadership to win a battle, and that battle will one day be upon us!  We will trample Agrino under our sandals.  We will have their women and we will have their town! I am the person that will do it!” 

Two years later the kingdoms of Passaro and Agrinio were fuming at each other again.  King Aleixo's health was failing and reluctantly he put Haemon in charge of the army.  Haemon drilled his citizen solders relentlessly, and soon most of them were grumbling.  To appease the troops King Alexio suggested that Haemon go to the Oracle of Delphi for advice.  “That will give the poor men a weeks break.” He thought.

Haemon and his friend Ikaros arrived at Delphi four days later.  Haemon was awestruck.  There was an entrance gate, and beyond that a walkway to the temple.  Along the walkway were gifts of gratitude from great and powerful people: a golden covered sphinx upon a pedestal, statues of deities, a teak boat with silver oarlocks, obviously from a merchant mariner, jeweled slippers in a creche, and many more wonderful objects.  The hilltop was flanked by two pinnacled rock formations and Mount Parnassus rose majestically in the background.  The wonder of the place was shattered for Haemon when he had to wait in line for a long time after three other parties.

It was mid-afternoon when they entered the temple, left a gift of some gold and silver coins and approached the shrine.  There was a gossamer curtain stretched between a white and a black pillar.  On the curtain they could see the indistinct image of a young woman seated precariously on a three footed stool on the other side.  Three older women in priestesses robes sat on a bench by one of the pillars.

“State your question to the pythianess.” said the oldest of the three.

Haemon thought, then finally spoke. “I am Haemon from Passaro, and I will be leading my troops into battle with Agrinio.  What will assure victory?”

The elder recited the question to the pythianess.

For awhile the young lady made indistinguishable noises and rocked back and forth on the stool as if in a stupor or drugged.  Finally she mouthed loud words in another voice, but Haemon could not make them out.  He looked at Ikaros.  Ikaros looked back, held his hands out and shrugged. 

The three priestesses conferred with each other.  Finally the eldest one cleared her throat and cackled, “She said, 'Green wood shall carry the fray.'”

Both Haemon and Ikaros looked puzzled.  They were ushered out,  the doors to the temple were closed and the two parties behind them were told they may return in three days. 

Haemon had been on the road back to Passaro less than an hour when he stopped and grabbed Ikaros.  “What the hell does that mean?  Are we to put green branches on our helmets, or beat them with bigger branches?”  He sat down on a rock and grumbled, “Worthless!” 

After fuming for awhile Haemon grabbed Ikaros by the shoulder, “We're going back!”

When they arrived back at Delphi the sun was going down.  Of course, the front door was closed and barred, so they walked around the building.  They went over a low wall and found a small door in the back was ajar, so they slipped in. 

It was much darker inside now, but there were two oil lamps burning because it was a sacred shrine.  They walked up to the gossamer curtain and Haemon pulled it aside.  Beyond it was a high three legged stool over a fissure in the ground.  Strange vapors emanated out of the fissure.

“I will find out my answer myself.” Haemon proclaimed and hopped up on the stool. 

Soon the vapors started working on him.  Haemon's head started swimming, his vision distorted, swirling.  At once he felt he was sucked into a vortex, a vortex of whirling colors.  Past the vortex everything seemed to be fluid, changing; he seemed to be fluid, changing, his hands weren't his hands; his body wasn't his body.  Below him was a shimmering dark pool of water, looking down at his reflection it was not him, it was a voluptuous lewd looking woman.  He tried to speak, but only strange guttural sounds came out.  He wanted out, but he couldn't get out.

Haemon felt himself being pulled away,  his head was swimming but he was back through the vortex.  He looked up at Ikaros.

“We gotta go.  We gotta go, now!  Somebody saw us and she's run away to get others.” Ikaros urgently shook him.

“Don't do that!  Help me out of this place” 

Ikaros got Haemon to his feet and supporting him, clumsily led him to the back door and the low wall.  He shoved Haemon up and over the wall.  His companion landed in a heap on the other side. 

Ikaros cleared the wall and helped a stumbling, shambling Haemon away from the shrine towards the densest brush.  He could hear a throng of people converging on the building, but Ikaros and his ward went unseen in the gathering dark. 

Back in Passaro, Haemon and Ikaros were practice dueling when Ikaros put up his hand to stop.  He pointed past Haemon at the doorway of the armory.  A score of new spear shafts were stacked next to some spears.  The new shafts were longer, not having yet been trimmed back to size. 

“We should keep those longer.  Two extra cubits longer  for the second rank of hoplites and four for the third.”  Ikaros stated with an inspired look on his face. 

“Why?” 

“There's three times as many points in the enemy's face.  The first three rows fight together.” 

Haemon then decided that the oracle prophesy meant that they should cut more spear shafts and change their length.  He was happy now and soon would tell everyone it was his idea.  “Green wood shall carry the fray. Green wood shall carry the fray.  Good old Delphi came through.” he murmured to himself. 

Haemon brought Ikaros up to his new quarters for a drink.  He now had an apartment with a room for entertaining since he had become commander of the army as well as being a prince.    

Ikaros was impressed.  It was well-furnished with a large tapestry on one wall and trophies mounted high on another. 

There was a wild boar, a bear's head, a buck with a large rack, and several other mounted creatures.  Haemon pointed to the bear, “ One spear thrust, face-to-face!  He failed to say that several others had rousted the bear from a winter's den, and the bear was half-asleep when Haemon dispatched it.

“What's the blank mounting in the middle for?”  Ikarus asked. 

“A krotos!” 

“I don't think they have existed in Greece for a hundred years.”

“If they do I am going to have one, I swear by the vapors of Delphi!”

Ikaros gave Haemon a strange look.  “Who would want to mount that obscene, smelly creature on the wall.  Haemon must collect weird stuff.” he thought.

 

Chapter 2

That night Haemon fell into a fitful lucid dream.  He was female again, luscious and curvaceous.  S.he desperately wanted something, scurrying around on her hands and knees; here . . . there, finally reaching out for something.  She caught it in her hand.  It was . . . it was a disembodied cock, squirming and wreathing.  She grabbed it and squatted on her haunches.  Now she had it in two hands, and as it gyrated, spewing cum everywhere, she shoved in her mouth.

Haemon sat bolt-upright in bed, pale, shaking, ashen, wide-eyed in terror.   Still shaking, he got up, had some wine and a piece of cheese.  It helped to calm him but he could sleep no more for the rest of the night.

Three days later Haemon heard that the Agrinians were ready to move on Passaro.  He moved his army out at noon.  By evening they were camped near the edge of their kingdom ten stadia away from the Agrinian encampment.

The next morning the small army from Agrinio started lining up early next to the tree line of the valley.

“If they want to line up there, so what.  Come to think of it their army is a little smaller than mine.  They're trying to protect their flank with the forest.  So what, I'm going to win anyway.” thought Haemon.

After a rousing speech to his troops Haemon lined up his troops and the battle was on.  The commander from Agrinio led his troops from the position of honor, the dangerous right front edge of the phalanx.  Haemon rationalized that he could lead from behind the lines because he could direct better that way.  Then Haemon's army started moving forward.  The triple set of spear points in the enemy's face was working.  Haemon wanted to grab the glory for himself so he had a few soldiers follow him up the edge of his phalanx so he would fight in the position of honor too.

The solders from Agrinio slowly retreated and swung back their phalanx toward the woods.  As they backed into the woods Haemon thought, “We have them now.” 

The armies penetrated deeper and deeper into thick  green young growth trees, all thinner than a girl's wrist.  Then from either side freemen with axes and slaves with clubs materialized out of the thick undergrowth and attacked the Passarian phalanx from either side.  They were helpless.  The dense trees kept the Passarians from swinging their spears around to protect themselves.  The phalanx was disintegrating.  Haemon was knocked unconscious.

Haemon woke up in the back of a hay cart, manacled to a side pole.  “ 'Green wood shall carry the day', now I know.” he moaned.

Haemon had his own private cell in Agrinio, as befits a prince and commander.  The rest of the captured men were jammed together in two holding pens.

Three days passed before the evening that ailing King Aleixo arrived to bail everyone out.

That evening Haemon still slept in his cell and the nightmare came back.  Someone called Haemon, but with a girl's name instead of his own.  Now Haemon came out of the shadows looking like a prostitute.  There were cocks floating in the air all over, twisting and squirting.  She greedily grabbed for them, intoxicated with their taste, catching one then another with cum dripping down from her mouth.  Someone mounted her and she let out squeals of delight.  Haemon thrashed on his cot, fell to the floor, and woke up.  He grabbed himself, shaking and letting out strange noises.

Breathing heavily, then deeply he finally calmed himself.  The cool gray of early early dawn started to creep into the cell.  A rat scurried around the floor and Haemon watched it until it finally scurried away.

After breakfast Haemon was taken to the king's audience room.  Several of his solders were there.  He was made to stand next to Ikaros.  Ikaros didn't look so good.  He had a gash over one eye and his arm was in a sling.

There was a table set on a dais in the center of the room. There were six people seated:

King Ebaros of Agrinio, on his right was his commander, across from him was King Aleixo of Passaro and along another side of the table were three women.  One was clad in the gown of a Delphi priestess, the second was tall and a bit regal and the third was old and had no head.  Her face was on her stomach, so Haemon could see all her private parts as well.

“Ikaros, that woman has no head!” Haemon whispered to his friend.

“What are you talking about?  Did you lose yours too?” 

“The sixth person at the table, the old one, she has no head.”

“There are five people at the table.”

Haemon whispered to the soldier standing behind him and got the same response.  A guard threatened him and told him to shut up.

Haemon started to put it all together.  The Delphi priestess, the regal woman and the headless woman were all together,  The headless woman must be a deity and he had made a fool of himself in the sanctuary.  Maybe the tall regal one was a deity too.  His heart sank.  Overhearing what the three said, that what he did deserved mortal punishment, his heart sank further.

After a long period of bickering all at the table came to an agreement: Agrino would extend their boundary into Passaro's territory by thirty stadia and Passaro would give all their slaves to Agrino in exchange for the prisoners.  In exchange for Haemon's life King  Aleixo would swear not to raise a weapon against Agrino for twenty years and Haemon would be turned over to the three women, permanently.


Chapter 3

It was evening.  The three women, Haemon and two guards stopped at a grove a little ways out of town.  The tall woman reached her hand out to Haemon's neck and said, “The Collar of Obedience!”  Immediately a collar materialized around his neck.  “You may remove his shackles now and leave.”  she said to the guards.  They both made a respectful gesture to her and did so.  The two deities told the Delphi priestess that she may not want to watch what was in store for Haemon.  She got the idea and left too.

“It's time for the ceremony, Baubo.” the tall one said.  “How shall we do this?”

“Well dear Agdistis, I suggest . . .”  Baubo whispered in her ear and smiles grew on both their faces.

Agdistis addressed Haemon, “You have defiled the temple at Delphi and later swore an oath on it.  The penalty for that is death.”  She looked him in the eye.

“Yes Goddess.” He could only obey.  The collar was doing it's work beautifully. 

“You certainly deserve it. . . however. . . Delphi has agreed to spare your life and inflict a lesser penalty on you because your father, the king has agreed to peace for twenty years.”

“Yes Goddess.” 

“And your name isn't Haemon anymore.” giggled Baubo.  “It's Daphne.”

“Gulp, yes goddess.”

“Kneel before Agdistis, and pay homage.”

Daphne knelt and Agdistis pulled aside her robe revealing she had both male and female parts below.  Daphne had to lick and kiss those parts and swallow everything as Baubo recited the sacred chant: 

“Oh silly girl you think you're smart
Your greatest schemes aren't worth a fart
Your cock will shrink
into a dink
You'll have big boobs
a great big rump
grabbed by lechers
who want a hump
And soon you will become a tart”

At the end of the ditty something slimy slipped down Daphne's throat. Both deities looked at each other and laughed.

“You don't need those clothes anymore take them off and put these on.”

Daphne changed into woman's clothing. She tried to resist, but the power of the collar was too strong.

Now a fog of tiny sparkling motes descended,  the ground became softer, the grass more luxuriant and all three slept 'till dawn.

Morning burst forth in glory on a beautiful fall day.  The dew coated leaves were changing, and so was Haemon; oh dear, Daphne.  Daphne now had breasts and the glorious shaft between her legs was now a short thumb. 

Baubo made loud braying noises and soon three wild asses appeared.  “Aah they are looking for females.  Males are always looking for hot ones.  Well they won't have any free fun today.”  Baubo compelled them and they were unable to resist.

So the three women had a ride to the sea and along the coast.  At evening they made their final dismount and the asses were free to run away. 

Beneath a copse was a small area sheltered from the sea breeze.  Here they encamped.

“Time for another ritual.” giggled Baubo. 

This ritual was similar to the last except for Baubo's new sacred chant:

“You have small breasts and ass petite
Alas you have big hands and feet
For someone who is meant to screw
Parts like those will never do
We'll fix you up
and make you bawdy
for horny studs
who would be naughty
Breasts and ass grow some more
Turn Daphne dear into a whore.”

At the end of the ditty, again something slimy slipped down Daphne's throat. Both deities looked at each other and laughed even harder than the night before.

The next morning Daphne had changed again.  Her hands were graceful and ladylike.  It took two of her hands to encompass one of her breasts.  Her feet were small.  Her ass was big.

“And your lips are puffy too.  Just to let you know.”  Baubo told her.

Daphne checked her cock.  It stuck out just the width of her finger.  She felt humiliated and ashamed.

“Don't feel bad dear.” Agdistis assured her, “Since I'm a Goddess with two sexes and Baubo has a bawdy sense of humor, it won't get any smaller, but it's only good for peeing, sort of.”

Both goddesses laughed.

“There is one more thing we have to fix on her though.”

“Oh, that.  That should be jolly!”

Both laughed again.

 

Chapter 4

It was but a short walk down to a village on the sea.  A poor boatman recognized something unusual about Agdistis, as Baubo kept herself unseen.   Promising him he would soon have a beautiful charming funny wife she obtained passage to a wild island half a day's sail away. 

It was just past noon when the boat made land on the island.  The boatman was to keep the boat anchored offshore overnight and pick up them the next day.  The three walked to a secluded spot. 

“Ready for the next ritual, we change places for this one.” announced Baubo and whispered the words of a ditty to the other Goddess, which she repeated aloud:

“Pouty mouth, big derriere
you shall use them everywhere
when you see mens fleshy bone
you will hunger pant and moan 
find a cock,
 pull back the skin,
you will want to suck it in
if a phallus should appear
you will take it in the rear
a male's arouser you desire
your appetite it sets on fire.”

 

When Daphne had serviced Baubo, the Goddesses led Daphne into the woods. 

“You stay here dear.” they said, “We will get you in the morning.”  They left giggling. 

By late afternoon the shadows were growing.  All Daphne could think about was a nice big juicy cock.

It was very quiet. Then she heard some twigs break and then some more.  Something was slipping through the forest toward her.  Half goat, half man, he appeared to be aroused.

“Hello lovely.  Surely you are a nymph.”

The satyr did not need to be subtle.  Already Daphne was staring at his cock.

“Ooh you are so big.  Are other satyrs as big as you?”

“Oh no, I'm exceptional!”  The satyr lied.  “It has remarkable qualities.  Would you like to see what it does?”

“ Oh yes it is remarkable.” Daphne said handling it gently.  “It's growing quite big now.  What flavor is it?”

“You tell me.”

Daphne put it in her mouth to find out.  Soon she was sucking and licking on his member.  Then it was time for him to put it in her backside.  It was a stretch.

“Ooh, it hurts!  Ooh-aah.  Ahhh!”

Soon the satyr built up a rhythm.  About that time two more satyrs appeared.

Meanwhile Agdistis and Baubo were elsewhere on the island sharing an evening meal.  They had almost finished eating a fish the boatman gave them for dinner.  Baubo stirred the little fire in front of them.  Sparks arose into the sky and Agdistis turned them into fireflies.

“Do you think the satyrs have found her yet?”

“Definitely, but it will get really interesting when the krotos arrives.  Daphne made a big mistake when she made an oath to have a krotos.”

“And she will have one.  They are quite disgusting,  but they do have a really big member.  One can only hope that the satyrs have stretched her out before it arrives.  Why don't you send some fireflies in her direction so she can have a romantic evening?”

They both laughed because the evening would not be romantic for Daphne.

The next morning they went to find Daphne.  It wasn't hard to find her.  She was sleeping on the ground.  There was dried cum on her face and her hair and dress were all tangled.

“Phew, she stinks.”

“Must have been with a krotos.  That's how they smell.  Only the Ionian Sea can wash that smell out.” 

They roused her and had her jump in the cove.  When she was clean again they waived for the boatman.  On the way back Daphne was staring at the boatman's crotch with a hungry look in her eyes.

“Look at her.  How she wants his cock.  Her change is complete.  As complete as possible since I am both sexes, so she will have to have a little useless appendage.”

“We don't need to be floating about at sea for any longer than we have to.  Dearie, stop looking at the man.  You can't have him.” 

Back on shore the three walked away from the fishing hamlet until they found a big rock to sit on.

Agdistis found some red flowers,  crushed them in her hands, murmured a few words over them and blew on them.  She then took her finger dipped it in the flower mash added a few drops from a vial and applied it between Daphne's eyebrows and eyelids.    “There.  That will mark you as a prostitute.  It's permanent.  She put red on Daphne's cheeks and lips too.

Agdistis retrieved the collar of obedience,  “No need for this anymore.  Scurry off now girl.”

They watched her continue to walk away eastward along the rocky path, until when she was quite far away she stopped in front of an approaching man.  In no time she pulled him off the trail into the grass and disappeared from sight.

“Was it the satyrs or the krotos that finally turned her?”

“Silly question.  Definitely the satyrs, they satisfy superbly.” 

“How would you know that?”

Baubo put her finger to her mouth and smiled.  “End of discussion.  It's time to find some free lodging and food gratefully offered to Goddesses.

The End

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alexandra
20 days ago

sissy has always been fond of Greek mythology! What a delightful twist!

sarahjane
21 days ago

sarahjane is also very impressed. Your writing style and descriptions make sissy feel like s.he is there in the story. sissy knows s.he will have interesting dreams tonight. Thanks chimilli.

Madame Stewart
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21 days ago

What an amazing story chimilli! I am so impressed with your creativity of taking these stories into different time periods.

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