Her Princess

Part of Cody was swearing at himself inside at the moment. He had hoped to avoid this situation at all costs. But life wasn't nice enough to grant such a reprieve. She wanted to marry a princess, so a princess he would become.

"Now or never." he thought, dipping the brush into the can of white costume paint. Just one coat - permanent. A coat of purple lipstick followed. Matching eyeshadow followed. Finishing off the last of the makeup is a pair of rosy cheeks. Anarchy liked that quite a lot, much to Cody's frustrations.

Next was some hair dye - lilac. Massaging it through his locks of hair, the color takes hold. After, the process of styling it into a beehive begins.

"Phew." he whispered, trying his best to emulate the tone of a regal, feminine woman. He was quite close. Though now, the swearing had ceased to an extent.

Now, it was time for the star of the show - the dress. If the right preperations had been done, he would just need to slip the exquisite purple princess gown over his head. The gown would do the rest of the work.

"Good, Anarchy is going to love this."

Purple heels formed on his feet, with lavender stockings snaking up his legs. A corset tightens around his chest, as lavender opera gloves form on his hands and arms.

A hoop skirt and a couple violet petticoats appear under the purple dress puffing it out to drive the feeling home. Violet parasol is the finishing touch.

"Cody?"

A woman dressed as a white mage runs up, watching the man become a woman. "Is this all for me?"

'Cody' just nodded, ring box in hand.

"Will you marry me, my dear anarchy."

Anarchy mumbled a yes, slipping the ring on. A kiss followed.

End

You have now unlocked - Princesses, ballroom gowns and princess training as part of your worldspace