So, Ms H and her daughters are all witches?" you asked, stunned. It seemed impossible but, considering the situation you were in, it had to be the truth. you were trapped inside a magic book. "Can't I be a prince charming or something?"
The girls giggled as their mother smiled. "Nice try, young man." she said. "The magic story does not work that way, you must chose one of the three requirements."
With a heavy sigh, you made your decision. "I guess it won't hurt to be your fourth daughter... for a while." you said. "I will get out of this a boy, right?"
"Hopefully, but the story has only just started." replied the queen. "You must gain an understanding of girls to escape your fate as one but do not fear, you will have help from us and from an ironic source."
"By the way, I'm Kayley." said the eldest daughter.
"I'm Millie." said the second eldest daughter.
"I'm Shannah." said the youngest daughter.
"You will simply call me mum." said the queen, smiling. "We will help you learn the ways of a princess and, in the process, learn to understand girls better." she then waved her hand, casting a spell.
"I feel weird." you said.
You looked down and screamed as you saw yourself shrinking to girl proportions with your clothing changing at the same time to hide the obvious changes underneath. Fortunately, being only seven, your chest remained flat but you could feel something pulling at your boyhood as it quickly formed into girlhood. You winced, felling your insides shifting as your new reproductive organs took shape, not that you understood that was what was happening. Within seconds, the changes were complete and you turned to a mirror to find a pretty girl in a pink princess dress where you once stood. You reacted with a short scream as mum smiled at you.
"Welcome to the family... Michelle." she said. "You will find our handmaidens waiting for you in your bedroom."
"Handmaidens?" you asked, confused.
Kayley giggled. "Personal servants." she said. "They will be helping you get dressed in the morning, serve you your food, help with your make up, and so on."
"I see..." you said, still unnerved by your new voice. "Are these handmaidens the ironic help you mentioned?"
Mum smiled as Kayley took you by the hand and lead you through a number of halls to what you guessed was your bed room where you found...
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