Princess Elizabeth kissed Damon. Or, rather, she smooched him with the barest tips of her lips. Damon was so happy he didn't mind getting sticky lipgloss on his own froggy lips. Yuck! Could she not put so much??? But it did seem to do the trick because a puff of smoke engulfed him and he felt himself change. He wanted to scream out for joy. Finally he was going to be human again! And a prince to boot! It compensated for his miserable time as a lowly frog. At last he could stop lashing his tongue at flies, escaping giant predators and getting his skin moist through mud and slime. He could stop hopping on all fours all day and stop seeing other frogs croak and mate and happily splash as if it was the best life ever. He'd be human soon and he would gorge on lots of delicious food like pastries, roasted chicken, cakes, pies, candy and all sorts of fatty and sugary goodies. Life would be great and he'd get to have sex with a princess too! He'd eventually become a king and he would have the power to gather a harem! Maybe being changed into a frog meant that he'd get a sweet, sweet life in the end, one event leading to another. Perhaps being changed into a frog had been a blessing in disguise!
"Oh!" exclaimed Elizabeth in her high-pitched voice.
Damon was about to discover that he was a rather unusual prince...