Tsarevich Alexei Nicolovich was rousted from a sound sleep where he was dreaming of being trained to be a brave soldier so his father the Tsar would be proud of him. He dreamed of being a ruler just as capable as his noble father.

He was dragged out of bed, by the big, brutish men that were employed by his step-uncle Sergei. He was held by the guards and half dragged down the hallway and down into the royal throne room. He was screaming and protesting this treatment all the way through the royal palace.

He was escorted into the royal throne room. Candlelight shone off the gleaming golden walls. He was led up to the throne where Grand Duke Sergei was sitting and acting like he belonged there. Tsarevich Alexei looked around and saw his parents standing there also in the clutches of the brutish soldiers. He noticed that his father’s crown was missing.

Grand Duke Sergei had an evil smirk on his face, as he brought Tsarevich Alexei’s attention back to him. Alexei then noticed that his uncle was twirling the crown in his hands and was getting ready to put it on his head as he was planning to usurp the kingdom.

“I am so glad that you could join us my prince. I have so much planned for you my nephew and your parents.” He announced with an evil chuckle.

“Guards place the tsarevich in front of me, so we can get the fun started. Hold onto him tight.”

Tsarevich Alexei was brought in front of his uncle as his uncle pulled out a sheet of paper from his pocket.

Sergei read from the sheet of paper the curse he, himself had prepared for his nephew. Sergei was quite the accomplished sorcerer and had great plans for his nephew, eldest son, and the rest of the kingdom.

“I will now begin to take this kingdom from you and your father. I will now begin the curse I have planned for you Alexei. Take from this fine handsome young man his male form and give him a nice womanly form. Take from him his strong muscles and give him the delicateness of a woman. Give him to supple breast from which to nurse her future heirs. Give to her a womb and reproductive organs to fulfill her duty as the future Tsarina. Bind her to my eldest son as his queen.”

When he finished reading this curse, Alexei shivered as if he was running a fever. He felt a thousand fingers running all over his body as he was transformed into a princess. He felt his manhood tingle then shorten as it withdrew into his body as it became a vagina. He felt his insides move around him as his body became feminine. He felt his muscles weaken and diminish as his body became more feminine.

After a few minutes, the curse was complete, and Alexei was no more.

“And now to give our new princess a new name. I think Anastasia Nicolevna is more appropriate now.”

Alexei’s parents were standing by and watched as their son became their daughter. They felt so powerless as they were forced to watch this transformation unable to help him get free. Now they were beginning to worry what their fate would be. They were hoping for a quick end to them, never giving a thought to being anything else.

“Hmm, I think what this kingdom needs is a pair of breeding horses to start a new royal breed.”

Sergei pulled another sheet of paper from his breast pocket.

“First we will do the Tsar. Take this stately king and give him the form of a silvery white steed. Give him a body that will breed future horses. Give him a nice silvery tail over a beautiful slit. Give him a regal head that is proud to be the finest breeding mare.”
The Tsarina stood by and watched helplessly as her Nicolei became a fine breeding mare. She watched as his form changed from human to horse. She watched him drop to his knees as his new horse limbs formed. She watched as his torso became bigger. She watched as his malehood became smaller and smaller as it retreated into his body. She watched as his face and head became elongated and more horse like. She watched as fine silvery hair sprouted all over his body.

“Now this beautiful white mare, needs a fine stallion to mate with. Take this queen and give her the strong body of the finest male stallion. Make her match the mare in color and temperament. Give her the male organ from which to sire a fine brood of royal horses. Give her strength and power as a beautiful stallion.”

The Tsarina was forced to her knees as she felt herself being transformed into a stallion. She felt her legs and arms become the fore and hind legs of a horse. She felt her clit become longer and thicker as it became a horse’s phallus. She felt her insides twisting as they went from being a mare to becoming a stallion. She felt her head become heavier as it became more horse like. She felt her body become heavier and more muscled. She felt a fine covering of silvery white hair form over her new form.

The new stallion caught the whiff of a new mare in heat and proceeded to mount her.

“After they are finished breeding please bring them to their new home in the stables.”

Anastasia looked on in horror as she watched her dear parents become nothing more than a pair of white horses.

She didn’t realize that her new story was just beginning.