"No get those cottie rags away from me" I scream, seeing what looks like typical fairytale princess clothes. You shiver at the sight of the green dress, with puffed up sleeves and gloves.
"Now Grace" a guard says. "Don't protest". That is something you're certainatly doing, pulling so hard, you almost break free of the guards grip. However there is one downside to your resistance; you clothes are getting ripped to shreads, something the guards notice.
"Grab her" one bellows, and before you know it, the other guard grabs your arm and pulls one of the gloves up your arm, past your elbow. Instantly the arm starts to tingle, and to your horror, it begins to slim down to a girlish shape.
"I'll get you for this, you girl lover" you rage, as tingling occurs on your other, now gloved as well arm. Both gurads laugh. "Maybe next time Grace, you'd behave like a princess should" as they pull the remains of your shirt off, and pushing a corset on. Instantly you feel your chest begin to tingle as
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