With the success of the escape plan Natasa finds herself at a rebel base camp. However, Natasa isn't safe just yet, the princess of Ur still has to make it across the border to the safety of Akkadia. Can Natasa and the maids get there safely and what will happen once they are there?

Sean stood for a moment, her violin hanging from her fingers. She was terrified, shocked, unable to move or even swallow for an instant of time that seemed to her to last forever. She finally lifted her instrument and almost aggressively clamped her chin down on the pad. She held her bow over her violin as though she was ready to beat the instrument, so it was a surprise when the first notes she wrung from it were so soft as to be almost inaudible.

It was late and the four girls were giggling around the fifteen-year-old boy wearing a pink silk nighty and panties, sitting in a pink Barbie sleeping bag that they set on the floor for him. It was really humiliating and the sexy girlish thing he was wearing and the humiliating aspect aroused him. He couldn’t stop himself from just loving the pink nighty.

Trapped on an alien world in an alien body Natasa has to decide to take a chance to escape before the false king can get his claws into her. The questions are: is this what dolls feel like while little girls dress them up and can heals and pretty dresses really help in an escape?

"And you're certain it was him?"

A boy thrust into distant world and transformed into a girl has enough to worry about without having to deal with unwanted male attention. Can Natasa find the answers to whats happening to her and avoid being made a woman against her will by a power hungry false king.

Throughout time legends and myths have been passed from generation to generation, many of those legends and myths are untrue but occasionally some are based on the truth, Sometimes the legend or myth is completely real but made to look like it’s made up to hide the fact that it is the truth.

Mrs. Jones came up to me and asked, “Is Dan bothering you girls?”

Dan blanched. Bernie was about to say something, as was Ally, but I got there first. “No, Mrs. Jones. Dan was asking me a question and he deserves an answer. He was not threatening, or anything like that. It’s alright, I think.”

“Ok Em. Let me know if there is any trouble.” Mrs. Jones gave Dan ‘THE’ look, then walked off and I saw Dan quaking in his shoes.