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Chapter 8 by Kubedgirl Kubedgirl

You grab . . .

The pretty tiara

Looking at the display, your eyes settle on the Princess Sophie tiaras. Sure they're made of plastic, but they glitter in the sun coming in through the wide doorway. Reaching up to grab one, you take a quick look around to ensure no one is looking and then gently place it on your head. You feel a little silly but more than anything you're surprised to find it fits perfectly on your head. A nearby mirror shows the tiara sitting perfectly in your shaggy brown hair and you can't help but smile at how ridiculous you look.

A breeze blows through the shop, jangling a hanging windchime and causing you to jump. Recovering your bearing, you quickly depart the store. The plastic tiara remains nestled in your now pretty blond hair, your ringlet curled pigtails bouncing playfully with each step.

Where to next?

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