White Pawn C7 to C8 Promotion to Queen

“Whaa… what?” The sissy asked. “What does that mean?”

“Congratulations, gurl” the white queen said as they stepped into the last row. A group of stage hands raced out and grabbed them, pulling a large, portable tent out and rushing them inside.

After a few minutes they were back out on the board, now wearing a giant pink poofy gown and a crown.

The black king got a little hard seeing the sissy queen, but was wondering now if it was less incompetence and more the two controllers were working together to put on a show.