When I woke, I saw that I was in a bedroom, suited for a girl in her mid to late teens. "Oh no..." I moaned, before seeing a mirror. Although I didn't want to look, I knew that its best to get it over with. I saw a pretty girl stare back at me.
"Malanie Harrison!" I raged. "You turned me into a Cinderella type princess! Wait until I get my hands on you!" It is bad enough that my girlfriend turned me into a girl, sent me into a fantesy world; but I knew exactly what it means to be this type of princess. Plus I knew something from history, despite Mel''s warping of it. I immediately stormed to the vanity to get my corset (which was under my gown) off. "Damn that witch! Does she have any idea how it feels to wear that thing?" Once relieved of it, I felt better. "Okay, I'm stuck here for a while. Think Harry...." As I wondered what to do, I saw someone slowly open my door.
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