1 WTF!? (Prologue)

*** Author's Note and Warning ***

This is, believe it or not, a love story. I know, I had no idea when I started it. I wish someone would tell me these things in advance. I never knew I did romance stuff. Amazing what you find out.

However, it's also a sci-fi story and, maybe more importantly, a *lust* story,and as such has many adult, bad things in it.

We're talking: swearing, violence, sex, torture, brutality, sex, adult themes, dark thoughts, sex, dark actions and, did I mention sex? What kind you ask? Well, anything I can stuff in. Straight sex, anal, oral, gay, BDSM, NC, violent, watersports and, well, the list goes on. I think you get the idea.

On the other hand I like to think it's well written, with, you know, grammar and stuff. It also actually has a story, that is to say, a logical plot which is more than I can say for many on this site. There's none of this 'system' bullshit either. If I wanted to role play I'd break out the D&D, or the leather and whips. Maybe both.

Anyway, if you're squeamish , or 'get offended' in any of these areas, I'd leave right now if I were you.

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If you like less extreme action, you can find my more 'tradition' fantasy and other genre books at: https://www.NeilHartleyBooks.com Okay, on with the show.

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I woke up.

Yes, 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. I know, it's an odd number, but it's a number and a number is just a number, so fuck off. I realise that Gurgo the Great ruled five hundred and fifteen galaxies, but that was back when galaxies were a lot 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. I know, nothing unusual right? A night on the town, a trip to a body-tech, 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 body shop.

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

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

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