Turning men into pigs was Circe's speciality, every time a scout or soldier came into her palace, she would trick him, and finally let him fall on her spell. All at the cost to protect her dear Nymphs, like a good witch like her should. And today, a new victim had finally arrived

"Come inside, my dear... You must be so tired! Don't worry, I've got you"

She said with a lovely, but manipulative voice, looking at the 'man' in a greek armor, standing at her door, a huge helmet covering all of 'his' face. Behind his helmet, a beautiful and femenine face was hiding, actually being woman in disguise, who dreamed of being a warrior, pretending to be male.