"What have you done to me, you bitch" squeaked the shrinking Prince with as much malice as he could muster as
he looked up to me holding his contorting body.
"No more than you deserve," I said, sternly.
His skin was changing to an ugly, shining browny-black. A second set of arms clutched his chest and antennae
stretched from his head even as it receded into the shoulder of his fat, rounding body.
He kept prattling on pathetically as he shrank further. His voice becoming higher like a child breathing in
helium.
"I'll have you hanged for this! Stop looking down on me! Know your station! You're beneath me, you hear? I'm a
crown Prince and your nothing but a horny wench. You begged me to screw you. You asked for it. Changed me back
and we can forget the whole thing. Just change me back, okay? Please. Pleeeeeaseessscrrk. *scrrk* *scrrk**"
I looked down on the disgusting bug before me.
"You're now a cockroach, Rickard. Quite fitting don't you think? Always thinking with your cock and now you
are one... of sorts." the critter barely moved,
"I should squash you beneath my heel right now," I raised my foot above the bug, "but that would be too nice a
fate for you. No. You'll have to spend your days looking up at the people you've spent your life looking down
on, living off their waste like parasite. A bottom feeder." I said triumphantly.
I stamped my foot beside the bug and it scurried under the bed.
"I knew you had it in you, Princess." said Morgana, congratulatory. I just glared at her.
She looked at me frightfully and crawled off the bed and onto the floor.
"I- I didn't mean for things to go this far... I'll make it up to you," she begged tearfully.
"How? you've ruined my reputation and stolen my Kingdom! Everyone has seen me as a naked buffoon. They'll
never respect me!"
"I'll find a way to make things right! You can have the kingdom. I'll find a way. I have some ideas!"