The girl now a princess, named Angela, was now truly worthy of her name. She was indeed fair as only a fairytale princess could be. Her hair was waves and waves of luscious locks of gold. Her cheeks a healthy pink and her lips full and red. Her eyes were blue. Her breasts were small but perky, just like her buttcheeks. She was slim and delicate, shaped like a willow. She was slender for certain and now even her hands and feet were tiny. She was daintiness made flesh.
But if Angela was indeed beautiful and very much so, she hated her life. First, she did not recognize herself in the mirror. This was very uncomfortable. Furthermore, when she had said she wanted to be the most beautiful, naturally she had assumed she would get the beauty standards of the start of the 2020's, and no other. Her mind didn't really grasp the concepts of history, cultural changes, historical concepts and how beauty could be perceived very differently in various countries and times. As a result, Angela was furious at not getting the slim-thick body proportions that she wanted. She had of course assumed she would look like Kim Kardashian, in her narrow-minded brain. How disappointed she felt!
And living with a dragon soon became boring... The beast made sure to block her way if she tried to slip past him. That monster had the hearing and sight of the best police dog, it seemed! And no prince came, ever. Angela had to occupy her days bathing, combing her hair, singing and learning to play instruments. She also had to be plucked and groomed at any time, and properly so. The dragon had installed a whole castle for her inside his lair, or rather pieces of one, and Angela had to dress up in what she considered ridiculous princess-like dresses that looked to her like the clothes only little girls would want. Too much frills and flounces and pastel colours! And there was no one to admire her, no internet and no cell phones. The dragon snapped and growled if she failed to behave like a proper princess. She had tried escaping and it was impossible! It was like being forced to be a stupid princess doll! Angela grimly wondered what she could do before the dragon came back to her with another load of dress-up articles that were really not to her taste...