Johnathan was a romantic at heart. A handsome young prince with all the nativity of someone half his age and the innocence of having always been sheltered. He didn't even recognize that he was spoiled and pampered. By simply calling for a servant, he could have anything he could dream of delivered to him within moments. He'd never done a chore in his life or wanted for anything. He'd never known an uncomfortable bed or eaten a meal that wasn't prepared by a staff of chefs. He wasn't snobbish or rude. In fact, he was raised to be very polite, though a bit picky and prudish. This was simply the only life he'd ever known and it hadn't even occurred to him that it could be any other way. However, there were a couple things his servants could not bring to him. And one of them was something guys of his age constantly thought of. A princess. Being royalty himself, he couldn't ask for just any common girl.
He was staring now at the plump toad sitting on a lilli-pad in the middle of the castle side lake. He'd been told not to venture outside the security of the castle walls, but just by the lake was probably safe.
You could say Johnathan was a prissy prince. He was incredibly squeamish at just the sight of a spider. He couldn't stand creepy crawlies. He couldn't believe he was considering what he was about to do. He'd heard the stories about a princess who'd kissed a frog that would then turn into a handsome prince. He wondered if the reverse could take place. That a prince could turn a frog into a beautiful princess? Sure, this wasn't technically a frog, but it was close enough. He decided to try it, even though it was super grouse.
He picked up the toad with some trepidation and disgust. It was slimmer than he'd expected. Having been razed like he was, he'd never been truly dirty in his life. He hated grouse things. Everything had to be clean and orderly. And slimy was the worst. He didn't even like pudding or jam because they were too slimy. But a quick kiss would be over in an instant.
Closing his eyes tight, he quickly pecked the toad on the lips and came away with a string of slime that made the princeling instantly regret his decision. “Ew!” He wiped the amphibian mucus away with his sleeve.
But then, he felt the toad begin to grow. The weight in his hands increased rapidly until he couldn't hold the toad anymore and it thumped with a splash at the edge of the pond.
“Oh my god!” Jonathan cried out with giddy joy. His princess was coming to life. But no. The toad continued to grow huge, but nowhere did it take the shape of a beautiful princess. Instead, it sprouted a massive cock, full of rills and protrusions. The cock was thicker than his arm. Now thicker than his thy. And still it grew, and so did the toad. An enormous blubbery ballsack ballooned between the Toad's legs. The monster's grouse features were exaggerated. It's yellow, sideways slanting eyes bulged. Slurping back into its own head for a moment when it blinked with transparent eyelids. It's warts grew in number and size, bubbling up across it's dark green skin like boiling tar. Slime dripped off it with a pungent swampy smell. Johnathan arched his neck back in terror, looking up at the monstrously disgusting beast before him.
“My princess!” the slimy fat toad croaked, taking firm hold of the Prince's petite shoulders with huge webbed and slimy hands that instantly ruined the fine, pressed white suit. A long, thick and dripping wet tongue shot out without warning and forced its way in between Johnathan's lips in a flash, slithering and wriggling down his throat. Feeding him on the slimy toad juices.
Jonathan wanted to shriek at the iciness, but the tongue was gagging him. And oh god, the taste! Worst yet, the texture! He tried to resist, but instead was overwhelmed by a new sensation which spread from his mouth, throat and stomach into the rest of his body. What was happening!