The Princess

Your name is Illiyena Sven you are princess of Alia. All through your life you have gotten everything you wanted since you were an only child. You were raised spoilt and snobby. Many of the castle servants and guards hated you, not that you cared or paid attention.

You stand there waiting for your servants to lay out your clothes so you may pick what you want to wear. While waiting you look in the mirror at yourself. You lift your hand to your gorgeous wavy black hair. Running your hand through it you continue on running your hand over your slim body and then over your lush ass. You glance down at your lovely legs and then the mound between them which you are dismayed still hasn't grown any hair. You always thought it looked like a little girls and you were upset that even at the age of 18 your still hadn't grown any. You then glance up at the other part of your body that looks like a young girls, Your tiny breast which are about the size of small peaches. You know you were considered petite standing at 5" and barely weighing at 90 pounds.

You knew all the nobles thought of you as a little girl even though you were 18. They never looked at you like they did the other women who developed more curvy. The only reason they looked at you was for who your father was and what it would make them.

As you are thinking to yourself you hear a servant behind you "We have laid out your clothes.". You look back and see what they have laid out.