I woke up.

Yeah, not really a great start. I mean, everyone wakes up right? It's pretty much a daily thing for most beings.

However, not everyone is the dictator of four hundred and seven galaxies. Yes, before you say it, I know that Gurgo the Great ruled five hundred and fifteen galaxies, but that was back when galaxies were closer together. Anyway, how many galaxies do you rule eh? Yeah, like I thought, probably not even one.

However, I'm kind of skipping ahead. Actually, I'm going back to before my story starts. Confused? Keep reading and maybe you'll catch up.

So. This is a story about how I woke up in an entirely different body. Once again, yes, I know, nothing unusual. A night on the town, a trip to a body-tech shop, it's something we've all done. But not me. I mean, I'm the fucking ruler of four hundred and seven galaxies. I don't just wander drunk into any old body shop. I have my own body shops.

Still, I woke up. Me, someone who's basically been male for about twenty seven thousand years. And I was a fresh faced girl.

I don't think I'm foreshadowing much when I say this is going to get pretty graphic.

~ * ~

I mean, when you wake up you just know something's off, right? The clue for me was that I wasn't lying in my sologram airbed surrounded by various slaves.

Not something that's hard to miss really, but I'm not at my best until I've had a coffee.

Of course, you know the feel of your body too, even when you get a new one. And this one sure as hell wasn't the same chiselled abs male that I went to sleep in.

I remember sitting up and swearing, quite a lot. I was cold. I was in a, basically, empty room with white floors, walls and ceiling. There didn't seem to be any door. Not my bedroom back in the grand palace then.

Then I looked down. My body was slim and young, that much was obvious. It was wearing some kind of tiny bikini thing, which barely covered any flesh. Not that I had much going on down there. The non-maleness of the whole thing was very in-your-face.

Yeah, again I hear you say, 'so what?' and I get it. We've all changed sex from time to time, even those of us who are diehard same-sexers, but I'm 99% male. Call me old fashioned. Well, I am old fashioned. I've lived longer than some species.

"What the fuck!?" I think was my first response. I hated my voice right off the bat. It was a little girl's voice. A weak little girl's voice. As ruler of millions of worlds, one thing you don't want to be seen as is weak, and this body was weak, with a weak voice.

"Shit." I recognised the species as well. I can't remember their official name, but everyone just calls them 'Elves'. They were incredibly rare, partly because they had a long life cycle, low reproductive rate and tended to die easily, but mainly because they were prized in countless galaxies as the ultimate in sexual usage. A young elf lass that I now appeared to be was probably worth about as much as a medium sized planet, they were that sought after. I only owned three of them myself even!

"Oh fuck me," I remember saying. Bad choice of words as it turned out.

~ * ~

I was just about to start shouting when one wall vanished. It didn't reveal much, just more of the same room for the most part, but standing behind some kind of lectern was a large, blue humanoid. He, I assumed it was he, was dressed in a loose purple robe with some kind of logo on the chest.

Facially he was fairly generic-human. Wide yellow eyes, a lumpish nose and a large mouth. Small tufts of green hair stuck up on his head like weeds.

“You,” I said, in my tinny girl voice. “Explain youself.” I stood up and marched over to him in as threatening a manner as I could, which wasn't much.

“My name is Xarx,” he replied, in a deep voice. “You have been judged and sentenced.”

“Do you know who I am?” I said, stamping my foot which, in hindsight, didn't really give off the impression I wanted. “I'm...”

“I know who you are,” he interrupted. “Like I said, you've been sentenced and judged.”

“By you?”

“No.” He leaned forward and looked me up and down slowly, licking his lips. “By, well, can't pronounce the name of the race in their tongue, but we just call them the Karma.”

“Who are they? Never heard of them.” I crossed my arms, uncomfortable with his stare.

“They're a species of supreme beings. And they've judged you and found you wanting. This is the start of their sentence.” He paused. “I think you're going to have to suck my cock.”

“What??” I screamed. That stupid girly voice again. “How dare you?” I backed away as Xarx stepped out from behind the podium and lifted his robe, to reveal a large (blue) male member, which he massaged as he walked forward.

“You... you can't do this! I'm just a young lass!” I screamed. “I'm too young!” There was no way I'd be able to fight him off in this body. He must have been five times my mass, easily.

“You're not young at all,” he snarled, showing crooked yellowing teeth. “You're tens of thousands of years old. Now, suck on this girly.” He waved his now erect phallus in my direction.

“You stick that in me I'll bite it off!” I said, reaching a wall. I could back away no further.

“Two things,” he said, still approaching. His large cock was now far too close to me for my liking. “Firstly, I have access to excellent medical facilities, so if you do I'll just have it grown back and we'll have another go. Secondly, if you bite, I'll pull out all of your teeth, one by one.”

He looked at me. “So, what's it going to be?”

I was never that stupid. As much as I didn't like this, there was no way I was going to win this.

I opened my mouth.

“That's a good lass,” he said. “Don't worry, you'll get used to this.”

I didn't like the sound of that, but I was distracted as he pushed himself into my facial hole, which could barely accommodate him.

I stood there as he moved about, making noises, until he smacked me around the head. “Put some work in!” he demanded.

Reluctantly, I did so. Moving my mouth and tongue to work on him. At least this way he might finish faster.

Whatever I did worked. He was soon panting like a Hoozer lizard and then, seconds later, my mouth was full of foul tasting gunk.

“Ahhhh!” he said, pulling himself out of me and wiping his dick on my long silver hair. “That was every bit as good as they say. You're going to be really popular.”

“I want to talk to your boss,” I said, after a minute of gagging and spitting. “One of these Karma people.”

“There's only one of them here, overseeing this facility,” Xarx replied, back behind his lectern.

“Then I want to see him. At once.”

“The boss is a female,” he replied. He leaned forward and grinned an evil grin at me before speaking again...

“Because Karma's a bitch.”