... Is actually a sleeping beauty.. Though one that stands as a statue waiting for the one man to find her. Until that day your trapped as you stand! Hahaha!
"what?!" Beth cried as she tried to turn tail and run.. " this isn't fair... I .. Didn't.. Want... This... " as she started to slow down. She was rooted to where she stood. Looking down she could see the color draining from her feet.. Changing to an alabaster white. The change spread up her legs quickly immobilizing her in a running stance.
Then her waist was claimed.. She could feel her lady bits solidify, forever hardened.. Her breasts started to change.. Her nipples hard (was she enjoying this?) From the neck down Beth was no longer a soft skinned girl, she was a stone maiden.. She felt her arms become heavy.. She raised them out to the witch in a pleasing fashion as she watched them become lifeless stone. She tried with all her might to plead to the witch but her vocal cords frozen.. As her neck transformed to stone..
She could feel the stone moving up the back of her head freezing her hair in place, coming down to her forehead. Meanwhile the stone was working it's magic on her lush lips as they stayed in a permanent pout. Her pleading eyes were last to turn as the irises turned a milky white, and with that she was no longer human flesh and blood.
Though she could still see somehow.. And feel. *what kind of hell is this?* she thought
The witch walked up to her face and admired her creation. " my you do look like a fair princess! I think you'll make an excellent addition to my garden. And should a prince decide to find you, well... We'll see if he can make it through me!"
With that Beth was suddenly transported to a thick garden, standing on a pedestal awaiting her one true love.. Someone would find her one day she hoped... Until then she had the birds to keep her company.