Oh my!

don't own shit

this is not to be taken seriously.



Slowly Legolas opened his eyes, his vision was fuzzy at first, he saw someone looming over him, then his vision began to clear slowly, and the person that was over him, was himself!


His double had a big grin on his face.


“Yay, it worked,” his double proclaimed with glee.


‘What worked’, he thought, and why was his double acting so unlike himself.


Finally Legolas spoke, “My eyes deceive me, I cannot have a double.”


His double responded, “Oh, but there is no double. I am you, and you are me.”


“What,” Legolas asked dumbfounded.


“Oh, come on. I thought you were brighter than that,” his double exclaimed while tapping his temple.


His double went through his sack rummaging through until he found what he was looking for.


A mirror.
“Here, this will explain everything, and then some,” he said while holding the mirror in front of Legolas’ view.


Legolas shrieked.


His double busted out in laughter.


That was not himself he saw in the mirror, that was not his reflection.


Then it all came back to him, in a rush. Morgana, the mermaid, he was now her, and she was now him.


“By the Valar, what have you done,” Legolas wailed, “Give me back my body!”


Morgana gave him, her, a funny look, “Are you serious? There is no way I’m going to give up this body.”


Legolas moved to get up, but failed to realize that he was a mermaid, that he had no legs, and fell straight onto the sand, face first.


Morgana laughed once more.


“Oh, this is too good,” she exclaimed.


Legolas moved swiftly, with anger, into a sitting position, making his breasts bounce with each hard effort. He was not used to feeling such a sensation.

He covered his breasts with his arms, “Why?”


Morgana pranced towards Legolas, and sat down gently onto the sand next to him, “Well, to tell you the truth, I was waiting for a female to come to these shores. A woman. However, I’ve been waiting for so long, and when I saw you, I couldn’t resist. It was now or never.”


“But you are a mermaid! Why would you want to be something other than that,” Legolas asked angrily.


“Well of course there is a reason behind all of this silly,” Morgana said as she moved closer to Legolas, “Down there, I am a Princess. Being a Princess means certain duties that I need to fulfill,” she stuck her tongue out to emphasize her hatred of what is expected of her, “And one of them, my dear elf friend, is to marry Lennox.”


“And you don’t want to marry him,” Legolas said with rolling eyes.
“Not only that, but I have to produce children for him!”

“This is cowardly, you are running away from something that you were born to do, destined to do. Now give me back my body,” Legolas screamed and reached for the necklace that was around Morgana’s neck. If he could switch them, then he would be back to his good ole self.


Morgana sensed it was coming and dodge Legolas’ attempt for freedom.


Morgana waved her pointer finger back and forth, as if scolding a child, “No, bad elf. This is your body now, except it. Except your fate! May you grow heavy with Lennox’s children! I, on the other hand, will be have the time of my life in your body.”


Morgana took off her necklace and threw it in her sack. She then approached Legolas who, after his failed attempt covered his breasts once more, and with her elvin strength placed Legolas’ arms behind his back. Legolas once more began to struggle. With her free hand she caressed Legolas’ breasts.


“Oh, how I will miss these so,” she muttered aloud, “Take good care of my girls.”


Legolas spat in her face, “Then get back into your own body.”


“Aw, that was not nice.”


“What is not nice is that you took my body from me. You stole it!”


“Face it Legolas, this is you now. Forever. Have fun, the wedding is in one week,” she said as she began walking to Legolas’ horse.


“No! Get back here,” Legolas screamed, slowly sliding his body towards Morgana.


It was useless. Morgana was already on his horse, after some difficulties, and far from his site.


Legolas began to cry.


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“Princess Morgana!”


“Princess!”


Legolas awoke to unfamiliar voices. Why wouldn’t they just let me sleep?


“Princess Morgana, wake up,” one of them said as he nudged her.


“What, leave me alone,” Legolas said.


He heard two men mumble something, really he did not care, but then he was lifted from the ground.


Legolas’ eyes shot wide open, “Hey put me down!”


Oh, how he wished that he didn’t wake up. He was back to reality now. He was Morgana.


“We have orders from your farther to bring you home,” one guard said.


“Explicit orders,” one reinforced.


Legolas grew limp once more; he might as well accept his fate.


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