Realistic Princess Bubblegum Novels & Stories

The water sprite seemed to be interested in him. It was staring at Yman with its big twinkling eyes. It looks so cute as it swayed its small head from side to side, and its small finger pointed below its mouth. Seemingly wondering about him. This female water sprite was having long light blue hair down to its feet and light blue gown that well match on her cute figure. Like a princess, she was sitting on a bubble that was obviously bigger than her body, although this bubble magically did not pop up.

Uncertainty pulsing from me to him. 'Gladly princess" He said back as the bathroom door opened. His smiling face was all too happy for a chance to catch me without clothes, but it changed the moment he saw the bubbles floating around me. His handsome demeanor furrowed into confusion as he stood frozen in place like a statue. "Princess, what is this?" His voice sounded unsure. "I-I don't know," I reached out to touch a floating bubble cluster, and they all fell splattering to the ground and into the tub.

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slave. “Now sit, so we can do your hair.” She replied. One of the maids pulled over a chair, and I sat down. It’s been a while since I’ve had anyone do my hair that wasn’t Lillian. “You have such lovely hair. It’s very unique.” The maid said. I couldn’t tell if they were being fake.. the compliments seemed true, but I’m the princess of their kingdom enemy.. so I wondered if their intentions were pure. I watched from the mirror on the wall as they did my hair in intricate braids and wrapped it into a bun on the back of my head. They pulled strands of hair out to frame my face like I usually prefer and topped my bun off with a matching pink flower and an ocean Pearl clip.

Princess Faricenda rolled her eyes and flung herself on the bed, they knew the transformation ceremony was on her mind as she didn't want to think of her mother forcing her, "Get me a picture of her." Princess Reda's brother's voice had sounded in her head and she grinned, looking at Dama who seemed focused on her tablet as she kept looking at recent posts of the Princess. Quietly, she raised her phone a little high and took a picture of Dama with different shots. Dama made it easier when she stood up to take water from the dispenser in the room, She quickly took some shots of her, when she bent down showing her ass a little in the shorts and when she drank the water showing her wet lips - S

Her boobs were heaving with every deep breath she took. "That's all I can do, Princess. We can't do this anymore. We can't mix our two very different lives"

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

Dani walks up beside us “Yeah, looks strange you not having red or black on” We all burst out laughing as Kalsea comes out of the toilet looking slightly green. That's one thing I don’t miss is the sickness. “She was not aloud to pick her own dress this time” I just rolled my eyes at her as I looked back at the mirror. I am wearing a princess lace full skirted ball gown in baby pink. The bodice hugs my small waist with a sweetheart neckline, with some gems on it.

I winch and glance to the door. A girl an inch or two shorter than me with fake blond hair stood there with a smile on her face. She have black eyes, pointed nose that clearly had a job done, full lips coated thickly with red lipstick, big boobs that is also clearly surgery made with her round butt. To top it all she wears a tightly fitted short dress with a deep neckline showing off her fake boobs. And when I say short, it really is fuckin' short. It reacher only two inch under her fake butt. Well this girl looks like a real life plastic doll that dresses like a slut. No offence it's just my opinion.

He grinned and sat back in his chair with another cup within his large hand. "This is my personal home princess. I wanted us both to have privacy because your voice is rather loud and carries on the wind," he explained and I tried using magic and couldn't. He smiled at me. "I used a binding spell on you as well. You're much too powerful and hot headed. I had to cool your jets for your own good. Please forgive me, I only want to have a normal discussion with you without the theatrics of your anger boiling to the surface. Let's proceed with polite conversation. You may start by telling me your name because I am certain that it is more than simply princess," he said sincerely and my vein ticked