To the next lesson

The week that followed was blissfully slow.

You had taken the time to do some research in regards to Clown Princesses. At times, it's almost like grasping at straws. But eventually, you do find some stuff. Mostly message boards on circuses and similar venues. But what you did find was quite crazy.

"So each circus usually has two royal clowns - usually princesses." you thought, looking over the screen one more time. "Then those princesses get married to other princesses."

Quite a lot more complex than you were expecting it to be.

Outside of that, you saw the girl a couple times. Always looking depressed, you feel bad for her. You leave her be for the moment.

Then there was yourself. You weren't sure why, but your body feels... different. More feminine, smoother to an extent. It feels right to you for some reason.

Nonetheless, you make a beeline for the Prissy Princess School. Your walk is a lot less boring now.

"Welcome back." both clown princesses greeted, following it up with a blowing of their noses. It's actually kind of cute, now that you think about it.

"Ready for you next lesson, Princess Lily Laughter?" Batty inquired, curtsying after she said it.. You were more than ready at this point. Not that you say that. Don't want to come across as too eager.

You nod, getting lead into the other room and over to one of the vanities.

"Today, we're going to be fixing up your face so it'll fit your newfound name."