Chapter 2

Transformation

When Hans arrived in the kingdom of Arendelle, he had been sailing with the old man for five days. Needless to say, he was eager to find a comfortable to place to stay instead of a filthy cabin on a dingy boat. Before leaving, the old man asked him when he would return. In all honesty, Hans didn't know when he would return. He told the old man to return for him in three days. By then, he should have gotten his revenge. Seeing that it was nightfall, Hans knew that this was the perfect opportunity to slip in undetected. There was an inn that was not too far from the docks. Hans decided that he would set up shop there. From the looks of the place, it looked like it wasn't used very often. When he entered the inn, he saw a woman waiting at the counter. She was middle aged, wore tattered clothes, but still had a large smile on her face.

"Hello, young man," she greeted. "Would you like a room for the evening?"

"Yes. I'd like a room to myself, thank you," Hans said, putting down twenty gold pieces.

"That's more than enough to cover it," the old woman said. "I'm Helga by the way, the innkeeper."

Hans grunted. He wasn't interested in making pleasantries.

"Just show me my room," he ordered.

Taken aback by his command, Helga nonetheless did what he asked. She led Hans to his room upstairs, showed him where everything was, before leaving him to himself. Over the next hour, Hans poured over his plans. He needed to find some way to get into the castle. But how? There were bound to be guards everywhere. Sneaking in unnoticed would be very difficult. As he wrote more notes in his journal, the door to his room opened.

Helga walked inside, carrying a tray with sandwiches and a bottle of wine.

"Excuse me, dear, but I was wondering if you'd care for a snack and a drink?" she asked.

Hans hadn't eaten in days, so the sight of the sandwiches, along with the wine looked excellent. He took the tray from Helga and began eating the sandwich. Before too long, he had finished almost the entire bottle of wine.

"Well, you seemed to enjoy that, my dear. Would you like another bottle?"

Why not? Hans enjoyed wine. He said yes, sending Helga downstairs for another two bottles. It didn't take long to get Hans drunk. By the time he finished his third bottle of wine, he was beginning to talk more than he usually would to a stranger.

"This is a fine place, Helga," he said.

"Why, thank you, dear. It's been in my family for generations. Queen Anna herself has even stayed here!" Helga said proudly.

"Oh, really? I bet that klutz of a woman would enjoy a rat hole like this," Hans said.

Helga was hurt by Hans' comment, but she chose not to confront him on the matter. Hans continued to speak.

"Queen Anna is a pathetic excuse for a queen. Come to think of it, why anyone would think a woman could rule a kingdom is ridiculous. Women don't have the nerve, the power, and the intellect to be in charge."

"Well, that's quite an offensive statement, young man."

"Get used to it. The truth hurts. That's why I've come to Arendelle to rid it of the woman who stole everything from me."

Hans opened up to Helga about his plans to take over Arendelle, his attempted murder of Elsa, and even his plan to kill Anna.

Helga was appalled at Hans' statements. She knew that it couldn't possibly be the wine talking. No one with good intentions would do those things. What a vile man.

"Young man, I'm going to have to ask you to leave," Helga said.

Hans laughed, taking another sip of wine.

"Listen lady, I paid for this place, fair and square, so just shut your trap and get back to work. I've got bigger fish to fry."

As Helga continued to stare at Hans, the more she hated him. Despite this, she couldn't help but feel there was a possibility to redeem himself. But not in the way he was now. No. A change was in order. Hans needed to see what a wonderful person Queen Anna, and the rest of the royal family were. Only then would Hans learn the error of his ways.

Getting off his bed, Hans stumbled to the door, and opened it, signaling that it was time for Helga to leave.

"Alright, grandma, time to go. I'm going pound another bottle, then hit the sack," he said. "Soon, Anna won't know what hit her."

Helga stood up, walked over to Hans, putting her finger on his chest. "No. You won't know what hit you, Hans. Or should I say…Heidi.

Suddenly, a purplish glow emerged from Helga's fingertips, causing Hans' body to freeze in place.

"What the hell! I can't move," Hans cried.

Helga smiled. "Yes, because the magic is doing its work."

Hans' hair started to grow long past his shoulders, the latter of which became much thinner. There was a sudden jolt in his crotch, causing his manhood to shrivel up inside the body, becoming a vagina. With a change of anatomy below the waist, Hans could no longer be referred to as a male. The still blossoming female Hans' transformation continued, as bumps began to form on her chest, growing into large breasts. By now Hans was terrified! What was happening to him? Hans' waist caved in, causing her hips to widen more. At the same time, her butt grew rounder and much fuller, complimenting her new curvy figure. The changes began to apply to her face, as her nose shrunk, becoming cute and petite. Her eye lashes grew longer and fuller, along with her eyes becoming prettier and more alluring.

"No! This can't be!" Hans cried out, shocked to hear his new female voice.

"My voice! What did you do to me?" Hans cried, looking down at her new womanly body.

"I'll explain in the morning, Heidi. For now, get some rest. Your first day at the castle of Arendelle begins tomorrow," Helga said.

With a flick of her wrist, Hans was knocked unconscious.

A/N: Quite a crazy twist, huh? You'll see where I'm going with this in the next chapter. In the meantime, ladies, any advice for Hans in "her" new female body? Lol