Princess Ayla
After Nate left my room, I walked into the bathroom. I gasped as I looked at myself in the mirror.
“What the hell happened?” I whispered to myself. But the wolf tattoo above my left breast caught me off guard.
It shimmered in the bathroom light, just like the dress I was now wearing. The color reminded me of a black pearl. Under the light, the shades were different. The tattoo was almost identical to my mother’s pendant, but the moon was a crescent, not full.
“What the hell is going on?” I mumbled, sitting down on the toilet seat cover. It was then I noticed the slit in the dress went up to my hip.
Wonderful. Not only was my p***y out, but my breasts were as well. No wonder Grandmother was so pissed. I’m so unladylike. I’m the trash princess no one wanted. Signing, I wen
