Disney Princess Genderbend Novels & Stories

“Excuse me?” “That's right. I know about you and Varce and woah, turns out you're nothing but a desperate whore for a man that can never belong to you. Yes, you're that Russian princess, the heir to the Romana empire. I wonder what you're doing here, playing dress up and having fun.” I grew still, unbelieving the words that just came out of her mouth. “What did you just say?” I went cold like someone drenched me with cold water. “That's right, I know you've got a pussy and cute tits too.”

he said to the man, pointing at a sofa that formed a semicircle. "Your majesty," one of the abductors said, bowing respectfully. "We found Princess Ashanti at a human wedding. She was so carried away, dancing with her human boyfriend. At first, I thought she was someone else, but surely, I recognized her and decided to bring her to you." My father's face, who was unreadable before, now had a shocked amusement look. "You even got yourself a boyfriend? My little girl, did you think you could hide from me forever?" him calling me little girl was so irritating. I stared at the high ceilings decorated with domes and then the walls lined with book

Danté pushed her over and jumped up but realized here in this room he had no clothes whatsoever. "Danté! Seriously!?" Rebecca yelled covering herself. "Okay I know you don't care but I just thought I disrespected him by not asking first" "Respect!? Where is the Danté I met who doesn't give a fuck!?" "He's right here! Rebecca we're talking about this..." He said covering his waist with a blanket then turned to her "I just screwed the princess without the kings concent! And the king fucking caught us in the act!" She gave him a squinted glare "You realise you're a hybrid now and he's merely a human right? You don't have to be afraid of him"

Dante said to Flynn who grinned mischievously. Stopping in front of Mireille, he dropped down onto a knee and raised the ring up in the air. "Would you like to be my wife, Princess?" "Oh my! He calls her Princess!" One of the kiss around Flynn's age squealed and the other bursts into excitement too. "C'mon guys! Some quiet." Dante spoke up and his deep voice quietened the kids. "Will you marry me, Princess?" He asked again. "Say yes! Say yes! Say yes!" The kids began chanting.

I would claim her wherever we were, the bed, the office desk, the backseat of the car, the bathroom. I kissed every inch of her, drawing moans from her lips, letting her melt under my relentless thrusts until her defiance dissolved into surrender. Then, she'd soften into a tame little wild cat, purring in my arms. Without realizing it, I had fallen in love with her. The engagement party was set for tomorrow. Now that I was in absolute control, I could give her anything she wanted. She didn't have to be tamed anymore. She didn't have to be good. She could be as wild and rebellious as she wanted. She was my queen.

"Do you want to marry me?" He kissed the tips of her fingers one by one. While bending forward, his hair fell in front of his murky brown eyes, hiding the contempt inside. It was too easy to deceive a woman in love. Princess Rina, the third of the thirty-seven princesses of the Dragsa-kingdom - in the number of princesses, Dragsa and the Icelands were vastly different - broke out in tears of joy. The happiness transformed her unassuming appearance with too big of a mouth and slightly protruding ears into a more pretty picture. It couldn't exactly be called beautiful, but at the very least it had some charm.

His gentleness embraced her heart leisurely. After changing into equestrian clothing, she came out, forgetting to tie her hair up. Since Duri's full attention was on her, he easily found that her free hairstyle didn't suit the equestrian clothing. He came behind her, reaching for her hair and profoundly saying, "Let me help with this."

For a breathless second, she thought he’d give in, sink his teeth into her neck right there, end the dance with fire. But again, he pulled back. Barely. His control was iron, but she saw the cracks. “Not like this,” he said. “Not as a weapon.” Elara’s lips parted, her wolf howling in protest. “And what if it’s not just revenge?” His silence was answer enough. He wanted her. She felt it in every breath, every glance, every shuddering restraint. The next day, Kieran struck harder. At a council gathering, he wove his words with expert charm, feigning innocence as he suggested the princess was being “unduly influenced” by his disgraced brother. Gasps rippled through the chamber, all eyes snappin

, the maid shrieks. I risk a glance at all the dresses that are spread out on Sia’s bed. They are so many and ugh! I just don’t like them. “I’m very sorry if you wasted your time but it’s still a no. Take your dresses and replace them with leather pants. The kind the princes wear.” The maid let out a horrified gasp. “My lady, it’s forbidden for a woman to walk around wearing pants! Especially a woman of your status!”. “Do you wanna know a secret? I wasn’t always like this, curvy and pretty. There was a time my aura screamed male. And then I was as handsome as the princes”.

Yasmin pointed at Julia, her glare intense. Julia haughtily smirked. "Your role is supposed to be kind, intelligent, and a princess. And now look at you—rude and aggressive. You don't strike me as a sweet young princess, honey. The villain's role is better for you." Julia discovered that Yasmin was portraying the princess in the show, and the reason for this knowledge was quite intriguing. Since Alexander was cast as the second male lead in the show, he had access to the characters' backgrounds and relationship dynamics. Since he was deeply involved in the production, he knew about the roles and shared this information with Julia. This connection between the characters allowed Julia to under