Lily Laughter

Taking a deep breath, you begin to think your options for possible names. It's a big swirl of words, with no good way to really decide. After all, this is what is going to define you as clown princess.

The name needs to be both regal and refined, but also fun and casual. Paradoxical to an extent. Kind of like a lesbian clown princess to some extent.

Yet, you take a deep breath.

"Do you have a name, dear?" Batty inquired and you nod.

"I am Princess Lily Laughter." you answered, watching a smile form on the succubus clown's face. It's quite pretty, even if it is a little terrifying.

Not that you would tell her that.

"Nice to meet you, Princess Lily Laughter." she greeted, picking up a tape measure off of a vanity. Making her way over to you, she measures your waist, head and legs with a colorful tape measure. "By time of our next lesson, I want you to only answer to that."

You flash a thumbs-up.

"So next week?" you remark, getting a nod from your teacher.

As first lessons go, this wasn't what you expected. Which was possibly what made it all the better in that regard.

"Correct."

Once that's done, you give a wave and head for the door. Both clown princesses make sure to honk back. Though inside, you can't help but wait for your next clown princess lesson.