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Rules for Gender Change By the One Ring of Sauron.

1.) As broad as thy shoulders are so shalt thy bust measurement be. Therefore, if thy shoulders be broad, thy bust measurement shalt be…considerable.

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Chapter Two

Warrior Princesses

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The day had gone terribly.

In the first shocked moments after the discovery of their…condition, they simply stood taking in the sight of the other members of the Fellowship. Then slowly they all turned and stared at Gimli.

"You!" Legolas squealed, "Why are you the same!"

"Yeah!" Merry piped up, "How come whatever happened to us didn't happen to you!"

The Fellowship broke into heated arguing as Aragorn, Gandalf, Boromir and Frodo tried to talk at once. Gimli backed away as the rest of them threw questions.

"You still have a beard and look exactly like you did before!" Merry said.

"Meridoc, hold your tongue you don't…" Gandalf began, she started for the hobbit but tripped on her robes and fell. Aragorn and Boromir helped the wizard to her feet all the while staring at each other in mingled disgust and sympathy.

Pippin was crying and babbling wildly, "I can't stop crying! What's wrong with me?"

Legolas was trying to comfort the hobbit while casting hate filled glares at the dwarf. Sam and Frodo were arguing with each other, a sight that unnerved everyone in the Fellowship.

Finally, just as Merry was threatening Gimli with his sword, Aragorn screamed, "Will everyone just shut up!"

It was probably more the sound of the womanly voice that shocked them all into silence more then the words, but they obeyed.

"Now, we are all in a terrible …condition. Tearing each other apart will solve nothing." the tall, dark haired woman explained. "Merry, maybe if you let Gimli talk he can tell us something helpful. Gimli?"

The dwarf shuffled miserably and looked down at the ground in shame. "I am…like the rest of you." he couldn't bring himself to say the word "woman."

"But Gimli," Frodo said confusedly, "You don't look any different."

"But I am!" Gimli wailed, "I can feel in my bones!"

"That's alright Gimli." Boromir spluttered, "We believe you. You don't have to prove it."

"I agree." Gandalf said. "Sam, why don't you and Pippin see about making breakfast. We need something to take our minds of this…condition."

And so they had.

The hobbits had gone about making breakfast although no one was very hungry. Legolas was conscious of the fact that everyone was staring at him out of the corner of their eyes. She shifted and pretended to enjoy the tomato she was eating, or rather she was picking at, and ignoring everyone else.

But the knowledge of everyone's attention irritated the elleth in way she/he had never imagined. She was furious!

"Will you all stop staring at me!" she asked, "There's nothing that I have that you don't!"

"I am sorry Legolas, but you're….well." Aragorn suddenly blushed, "Pretty?"

"Argh!" Legolas threw her plate down, "I just hate you!" and ran off into the woods.

"I'm glad to see everyone's getting along so well." Gandalf said.

The rest of the day was spent with Gandalf going through one spell after the other trying to transform the fellowship into their normal and all male company. However, nothing worked.

"Small wonder." Boromir muttered, she had wrapped herself in her blanket and hastily rearranged her clothes uncover. Her jerkin was now slightly too long, but rather snug, okay, very snug over the bust.

Everyone had been making subtle changes to their clothing hoping that no one noticed.

And everyone pretended like they didn't. They had not been ready for the overwhelming sensation of emotion that hit them like tidal waves. Everything they thought or felt seemed magnified in a huge way, beyond their controlling. The physical change was unnerving but the resulting emotions caused unmanageable out breaks.

Everyone but Aragorn, Gandalf and Boromir had broken down and gone crying off into the woods. The Ranger, wizard and Captain looked at each other in dismay as Merry disappeared to hide her tears in the bark of a friendly tree.

"What are we going to do Gandalf?" Aragorn finally asked. She had plaited her graying brown hair into a long braid down her back and tied it with a leather cord. At least the calm reassuring eyes of the Ranger still gazed out at them.

"We are going to carry on." Gandalf said, "There is nothing to be done. I can only hope that the Lady Galadriel will be able to aid us."

Aragorn looked slightly sick, "We're going on to Lorien?"

"Of course." Gandalf said, "Once we pass through the mountain. Why?"

"Well …Arwen." Aragorn said lamely.

"Isn't she your betrothed?" Boromir said tactlessly, "Oh! I suppose that now you can't….I mean with you being…"

"I know!" Aragorn snapped, "Just hold your tongue will you? Gandalf, please, perhaps we could do something else?"

Her tone indicated that she would rather do anything else then go to Lorien. The wizard shrugged her frail shoulders and puffed on the pipe she had clamped between her lips. It looked very wrong.

"The only other person would be Elrond and I know you wouldn't want to go back there and Saruman would be no help either. In fact," Gandalf's eyes lit up, "I'll wageR he had something to do with this!"

"What can we do till then?" Aragorn asked.

"We'll have to just the same fellowship in a different form. Instead of warrior folk we'll be….ur…."

"Princesses!" Boromir supplied with a hysterical laugh, "We'll be warrior princesses!"