(A/N: This is a Game of Thrones SI I'm writing on another site called Questionable Questing. Wanted to post it here as well for some possible extra feedback. Let me know what you think.)

I woke up groggy and cranky as sun shown onto my face from large windows. Except, I don't have large windows in the tiny apartment I call home, and the bed I sleep in doesn't face a window. With a start, I sit halfway up in my bed and have to pause as a wave of disorientation strikes me.

Looking down, I frown because this really isn't my body. I've gone from an overweight hairy loser to a much skinnier, healthy male. My body hair was even trimmed. What the fuck. As I tried to process all of this the large ornate door to my chamber opened, and a rather cute girl dressed in servant clothing crept in. Our eyes connected for a split second before she immediately dropped her gaze to the floor in submission before speaking quietly.

"I-if if please your grace, your lady mother has sent me to help you get p-presentable for today's events."

I blinked at that, pondering the statement in my head for a bit before finally coming to a conclusion. I might be asleep still. This was clearly a dream. And when I'm this lucid in a dream, I knew exactly what to do with myself. Raising an arm, I waved the girl over, glad that I seemed to be entirely naked already. My subconscious knew what was up.

She seemed nervous, but did as she was told, moving to the side of the bed and more importantly in range of my grasp. With a wicked grin that might have looked rogueish on this new body, I grabbed her quite suddenly and pulled her onto the bed with me. She was resistant only for a bit before seeming to remember who we both were in this dream of mine. Happy to have a compliant playmate, I guided her under the large comforter of the bed, and rubbed the tip of my hardening cock against her face.

"Suck it now. Your grace commands you." I said in a silken tone. Wow, I sounded like an asshole. Still, she did as I said and opened her mouth for me with only a token muffled protest. I sighed as my dick sank between her lips and into her hot mouth. Only moments later she had her lips pressed together and was dutifully bobbing up and down on my prick, even as it grew longer and thicker from her attentions.

I lay back as she did so, relaxing into the absolutely luxurious mattress beneath me and taking in my surroundings. It was definitely a room fit for a king. And the girl sucking on my cock was definitely a bedwarmer fit for a prince. She was certainly skilled, as only a few minutes later I felt myself getting close, and grunted as I pulled her head down and filled her mouth with cum. Man, this dream was incredibly vivid.

After letting her up from under the covers and watching in amusement as she struggled to get back to her senses, I pulled the comforter and sheets back and got out of the bed myself, sighing happily as I found the cold stone floor on my feet and the warm sun on my chest to be the perfect combination. Seriously, this is the best dream ever.

Soon enough, the girl, now much more timid and withdrawn, led me to a room off to the side, which held a very large tub of steaming water. Ah, I suppose it was bath time now… interesting. I slipped into the tub and sat on a ledge just under the water, even as the servant girl collected what she needed to clean me properly. I lounged back as she came over and began to clean my hair and shoulders. Eventually, I could feel myself getting hard again and grinned, turning and pulling the poor girl into the tub with me, still fully clothed.

Once I had her in my grasp, I proceeded to strip her down aggressively, tossing each soaked article of clothing out onto the room's floor and eventually leaving her wet, naked, and shivering in terror on my lap. My thick cock rubbed against her even as I held her close and nuzzled her neck.

"Y-your grace, I must get you clean before the t-trial"

I frowned at that as my hands moved over her small supple breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers and causing an involuntary gasp to escape her lips. I didn't bother to respond as I spun us both around and pushed her up against the edge of the bath, her knees on the ledge beneath the water as I stood up straight. Leaning over her, I placed my once again ready prick against her lower lips, and shoved in with a grunt.

I was surprised to find her a virgin as she let out a cry of pain before I placed a hand over her mouth. The water acted as a good enough lubricant, and I slid in with almost no fuss after penetrating her so easily. With one hand covering her mouth, and the other resting on her shoulder, I began to thrust in and out, grunting at just how real it felt. Seriously, what was with this dream? It had NEVER been this vivid before, never been this real. But by all that was holy, it was fantastic!

Once again, my stamina failed me as I found myself climaxing. Pulling free of the servant girl at the last second, I sprayed the back of her head and the upper half of her back with my second load of cum and got out of the tub, leaving her to sob against it. That was of course when the doors banged open and an aristocratic woman who looked exactly like Cersei from the Game of Thrones walked in. We stared at each other for several long moments, her taking in the state of the servant girl, and the juices on my exposed softened dick, and me admiring her assets, hidden as they were beneath her dress.

"Joffrey, what are you doing?! Eddard Stark's trial is in less than an hour!" My eyes moved to her face, where it was clear she was quite angry at me. I was less than eloquent in my response though.

"What?"

(A/N: And that's all you get for the first chapter. I have like 2-3 more chapters planned out, but after that I'm all out of ideas so feel free to suggest things that can happen.

For those who haven't guessed yet, this is an SI stuck in Joffrey Baratheon's body the morning of the public trial where Joffrey orders Ned's head cut off right after Ned confesses himself a liar.)