Stella who likes princesses

Stella was having trouble paying her rent. And she wasn't sure her boyfriend really loved her anymore. And to make matters worse, her boss had called her to tell her they needed to have a conversation this coming Monday. Needless to say, Stella was feeling a little stressed out.

So Stella did what she always did when she was stressed out: she went to the library.

Something about books just had a calming effect on Stella. She could shift her focus and escape for a few hours. Then make it back to reality again with renewed energy. Stella always did this whenever she had a life crisis. She always needed to escape reality for a bit. And what better way to do that than with fantasy. Beautiful princesses, honorable knights and magical creatures, that was just what she needed. If only her life could be as magical!

She was searching the isolated corridors for a quiet space, when she almost stepped on a dropped book. Who just leaves books lying on the floor? Some people could be so dense! She moved to pick up the large tome, but something caught her eyes.

INSIDE THE BOOK:

Something hot was burning on Dale's face.

"What the fuck, Dale!"

Dale wrinkled his nose at the sounds of his name. He opened his eyes and was blinded by the burning sun. His back was killing him. Was he lying on the ground? Where was he? And who was that bend over him, complaining.

"Cindy?" What are you doing here?" Dale looks around. He is lying in an open courtyard, surrounded by old school building, what appeared a proper castle courtyard. They were the only people out here. "Where is here?"

Cindy was standing over him, looking mightily pissed. "That's what I'd like to know! We got fucking...pulled into that book! Or swallowed, or teleported. The book fucking ate us!"

Memories came to live. A falling feeling, his body bending to make its way inside the book. How was that possible. It must have been a dream. Right?

Dale stood up, and cleaned his pants. Judging from the pain in his back, he must have landed on the ground. He looked around. "Hmm, this does look kinda fantasy like, doesn't it?" The courtyard were behind an actual large castle.

"What do you mean, fantasy like?!" Cindy was pacing.

"I mean, the book pulled us into the story!"

Cindy started laughing. "That's ridiculous! How could we...that...oh my god, we're in a story! WE'RE IN A STORY!" She grabbed him hard on his shoulders. "HOW ARE WE IN A STORY!"

"Ow, I don't know."

Cindy stare was fierce and penetrating, "This is all your fault!"

"What? How is this my fault?"

"Of you hadn't insisted on reading this stupid story together, I would have gone to fucking beach, I would had oogled at Fred, maybe I would have even talked to Fred! But nooooo, you had to act all hurt and wounded animal and know looked what happened! Ugh!"

"Come on, Cindy, I couldn't have known what would happen."

"No! Of course you couldn't! But still!" She let go of him. "Just, ugh, this is so annoying!"

"I get it. But, come on, try to see this as how awesome it could be! I mean, we are literally inside an adventure. A real adventure!"

Cindy's stare could kill cats. "Don't you fucking try to make this into something enjoyable. We're getting the hell out of here as quick as possible, you got that!?"

"I..."

"No! No, just no! Listen, I...ahem, what is...WHAT THE FUCK!"

Dale looked at Cindy's clothing, and something weird was happening to it. Like it was moving on its own. And not just moving, but actually rearranging itself. It was definitely changing color, becoming red and...turning into a dress.

"WHAT THE HELL IS NOW THIS!"

Cindy stumbled a little, as she was now wearing a full-blown princess dress.

"Hmm, not bad. Suits you!"

Cindy gave him another **** stare. "Don't! Just, fucking...don't! What happened?"

"I don't know".

"What do you mean you don't know!"

"I got sucked in here same as you! I know as much as you do."

"Ugh, this is all your fault, I...Dale, something's happening with your clothes!"

"What do you..." He felt it before he finished the sentence. The way his clothes was moving, starting to rearrange itself, reforming itself. Turning pink? What! Forming around. "What's happening?!" It was becoming a dress!!!! "What the!"

Cindy started laughing. "Suits you."

Dale looked at her. "Don't you....ahem, what's happe, ah!" His voice. Was it becoming lighter. Before he had time to test it more, something puffed into his eyes, obscuring his vision. He tried to swat it away, but it was stuck to...his...head? He grabbed it. "Ow. Ow? Ow!" It was his hair! It was growing out!

He felt changes happening other places to his body. When it was over he looked down at his body, touching it. He had become a petite woman, a princess, judging by the dress. He looked up horrified at Cindy...

...Who was laughing at him. "Oh my god, now that-"

"DON'T! DON'T SAY IT!" He only had time to say it, before another big changed, a final changed, happened. He hadn't even properly processed his switch in body, or gender for that matter. Then the universe decided he needed a small final touch:

His boobs grew out colossally, filling his cleavage out, throwing his proportions out.

"Now, THAT suit you, bitch!" Cindy was laughing her ass off.

Dale was touching his now colossal chest, stunned. What had happened?