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Prince(ss) Jack(ie)

‘I have no clue what your talking about.’ You lie, ‘as far as I know you’ve always looked like this Jackie.’

“Whu- whu- whaaaat?” Stammered Jack, the distraction was enough for Morgana to remove the last of Jack’s clothes, leaving the recently bimboified prince completely naked. You had to admit that even as a girl, Jack still looked good. Her body didn’t have a single scrap of fat aside from her tits or ass, her skin was so flawless and smooth it practically glowed, and the way her silky blond hair fell down from her beautiful face to her well toned and proportioned figure was nothing short of beautiful. On top of all that she didn’t have a scrap of hair on her pewbs or her well toned legs. The witch brought a mirror into existence infront of Jackie so she could take in her new body in full.

“Bu- bu- but, the girls love me for my looks, that’s like my whole thing. I can’t... like this!” Jack looked down at her hands, she brought them to her face and began to feel around “No, no no! This is a trick! I’m not some dumb blond broad with tits. My name is Princess Jackie!” She shouted. Just then her hands covered her mouth. You glanced over and saw the witch had cast another spell.

“Why did I say that?” The blond bimbo asked. “My name is Jackie. No I mean JACKIE! J... a...c...k-mmmm I, E! No!”

The former prince, now princess curled on the ground in the fetal position. “If I’m not me. If no one remembers all the toats great things I’ve done. Especially for women... who am I?” Tears began to stream down the teenage girls cheeks as you looked on.

Sure prince Jack was a sexist womanizing pig who definitely deserved this and more. But still seeing her cry like this was making a teeny tiny part of your soul feel sorry for the former prince. Granted that part of you probably only felt bad because you saw some beautiful teenage girl crying rather than the prince.

You turned to the witch, only to see that one of her hands was down the front of her dress moving feverishly clearly enjoying every second of Jack’s suffering. Gross.


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