A stripper from Castle Town.

"...Regina, the stripper from here in Castle Town." Once again Zelda cast the spell, and once again a copy of herself stood in front of her.

Zelda started to tell her what to do, but before she could, the clone interrupted. "Yeah, I know, the stripper." Holding the seashell, the copy's body started to change. She grew a little taller, and her brown hair became black and curly. Her face lost its regal sense and composure, becoming a little less conventionally attractive and more common. Most of Zelda's athletic musculature faded away, but in its place the copy's curves grew, her breasts swelling out into the largest pair Zelda had ever seen, and her ass becoming large, soft, and succulent. The copy's shaved pussy grew hair in a landing strip aimed at her lips, and she shivered for a moment as the transformation finished, and when she opened her eyes again her entire manner changed, becoming sultry and inviting, every part of her inviting attention. "Oh, Princess," she said, her voice dripping with as much sex as her body did. "Maybe you should be the one playing the stripper. It's so good in here. You have no idea." She offered Zelda the seashell, and Zelda would be lying if she said she didn't consider it. After all, she had always felt a little...inadequately developed. It could be like a vacation...