Glenda wakes up!

The princess awoke slowly. Not quite aware, she sat up. She was surprised to see.. bars? Was she in jail? No, it was a crib. Why was she sleeping in a crib?

Then, slowly, the events of the day came back to her. Her father ordering her to be stripped of all clothing and modesty. Her sisters mocking her, then tricking her into wandering naked into court, being seen bare by a hundred nobles! Then, most horrible of all, her father granting her old matron total power over her! Then she'd been **** to wear a tiny, immature dress and sleep in the nursery! It was a living nightmare!

She looked down. Sure enough, she was still wearing that silly ruffled undersized dress! Not only that, in her sleep it had ridden up, revealing her fuzzy muff between her stubby thighs. She gasped, pulling the dress down over her privates! Though, how private were they anymore? Anyone passing the nursery could have seen her!

Somehow, as though she were a psychic, Matron Lousia appeared in the room, knowing Glenda had awoken. Without speaking she walked up, grasped Glenda under the armpits, and scooped her out from the crib. Glenda kicked her bare legs, trying to keep her dress down, though some flashes were unavoidable. When Lousia set her down she tugged down at the dress frantically.

"Now, let's start your day." Matron Lousia said.