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The "fairy," formerly a male scientist turned teenage ballerina, repeats, "Get back to my room. Get back to . . . watch me on my tippy toes!" She does a lovely pirouette, then leaps gracefully to the right. She turns and leaps back to the left. She then faces you and the policeman-turned-slutty schoolgirl and curtsies. You and the schoolgirl applaud and cheer with bubbleheaded delight.
"You can, like, dance pretty!" you burst out. A frown comes over your face for a moment.
"Something wrong?" the schoolgirl asks.
"We should be doing something, shouldn't we? Something about a device or . . . or . . . ."
You stop in midsentence as you notice the petticoats you are now wearing rub against your thighs. You twirl around, causing your pettis and your pink skirt to lift up and briefly give a glimpse of pink frilly panties underneath.
"Ooooh, pretty," the schoolgirl compliments you.
"I'm a princess!" you blurt out without knowing why.
"You're not a princess! You're just a girl!" the fairy girl shouts.
You turn toward the fairy angrily. "You can't say that! I AM a princess!"
"Oh, yeah?" the fairy girl retorts. She reaches under your fluffy dress, grabs the sides of your panties, and pulls them down to your knees.
"Stupid fairy!" you cry angrily. You try to leap at the fairy, but you trip over your own panties and stumble to the ground in a flurry of frilliness. The schoolgirl and the fairy see your bare rear end sticking up and roar with laughter.
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