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"First lesson, dancing!"

I couldn't even get a word in as she guides my hand over her shoulder then softly grabs my hips. The confusion making it difficult to resist as she stares into my eyes and leads me into a waltz. The dancing begins to invigorate my core as I become entranced.

"A lady such as yourself should never lead, follow your partner's moves and loose yourself in their eyes." She states as she takes control of me and submission glosses over my soul.

"Ye...Yes ma'am." I uncontrollably whisper under my breath.

The strangest feelings bubble inside of me as I fall in love with the dance. I feel so safe in her arms as we bop back and forth. Excitement makes me smile profusely when she leads me into a twirl.

"Everything a princess does should be considered an elegant dance. From walking to talking. A lady is always proper, beautiful and obedient!" She states as she ends the dance by tilting me back. Leaving me ravished with excitement.

"Alright next lesson, looks! A princess tries her best to look perfect at all times." She says as she guides me to the mirror, "touch up your makeup and brush your hair. This is a princesses favourite past time."

She sits me down and waits beside me as I look at myself. I noticed my makeup was a little smudged and my hair wasn't quite as perfect as it could be. An overwhelming feeling to touch up those imperfections led me to grab the makeup brush and flutter it on my cheeks, then touch up my lips, then brush through my hair. It all felt like second nature as I hypnotically complete each action.

"Very good! You're becoming more lady-like by the second." She says excitably.

I think to myself as I continue to brush. Was I into this? I can't help but feel all of this as natural, exciting even, especially in this body.

"That's enough darling, you're looking more than perfect!" The woman states, snapping me out of the trance as I finish my hair with a few pats "We're almost done but a woman must learn to feel like a princess. Only then you'll be a complete lady!"

I turned to ask what she meant only to I find a mannequin in her place wearing the pink gown. The dress allured my attention as I couldn't help but think how gorgeous it would look on my new physique. I simply had to try it out! A lady must feel like a princess right?

unhooking the dress from its post, I could only smile in astonishment as I step into it and pull it up. It glides over my smooth skin and fits perfectly. The feeling of its silk on my skin excites my soul and gives me goosebumps. I twirl in delight as the fabric sways and I turn to the mirror. Becoming giddish with girlish delight as I inspect myself and sway side to side. I adopt the most lady-like demeanour and rest my arms on each side of the skirt to inspect the spread. The woman's voice began to fill my head the instant I saw that the lady I now am was complete.

"A princess is obedient."

"A princess is always elegant and beautiful."

"A princess should act and feel like a princess."

These thoughts repeat themselves over and over. Soon it became impossible to think any other way then that of an elegant, soft, obedient princess. My reflection only confirming these beliefs for me as I see that I'm very obviously a lady, in looks and in heart.

Another wave of electricity sparks through me and I black out. Waking up in the same bed I fell asleep in, I find my head resting on my friend's chest. It seems I've begun to snuggle up to him in my sleep. Feeling his heart beat slowly calms me and I proceed to plant myself deeper into his chest.

"Wow! That maid wasn't kidding." He says as I tilt my head up to meet his gaze. "A date for me in the morning, guaranteed!" He quotes, "you are absolutely stunning."

I look down to see my feminine body planted comfortably on his side, clad in the same lingerie from my dream. My breasts were like a pillow on his chest with my leg wrapped around his waist and my arms holding him tight. That wasn't a dream, was it?

I look back up to try explain the situation only for those thoughts to come back in waves and bombard any thoughts I had that could ruin this moment while I begin to gaze longingly into his eyes. My head begins to crane up to his face and my lips meet his. I'm a lady and he's a man, so this only made sense right?

"I'm all yours handsome." I say as we finish a passionate kiss and a certain wetness dampens my panties. I look over to the chair where I left my jacket and see it's now replaced with that same pink ball gown from the "dream".

"I best get ready for our romantic day." I state, winking to him as I slide off the bed and fit myself into the dress.

"My friend is going to absolutely love you!" He states as he gets up and scans the room, trying to find any traces of my former self. "I wonder if he's still around?"

"Oh babe, you have no idea." I state as I glide over to him and place my hands behind his head as we embrace each other. Mimicking the couple's from the other rooms as we look into each others eyes before our lips meet for a second time. All memories of me being anything other than his princess void my mind and I loose myself to the warmth of romance.

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"First lesson, dancing!"

I couldn't even get a word in as she guides my hand over her shoulder then softly grabs my hips. The confusion making it difficult to resist as she stares into my eyes and leads me into a waltz. The dancing begins to invigorate my core as I become entranced.

"A lady such as yourself should never lead, follow your partner's moves and loose yourself in their eyes." She states as she takes control of me and submission glosses over my soul.

"Ye...Yes ma'am." I uncontrollably whisper under my breath.

The strangest feelings bubble inside of me as I fall in love with the dance. I feel so safe in her arms as we bop back and forth. Excitement makes me smile profusely when she leads me into a twirl.

"Everything a princess does should be considered an elegant dance. From walking to talking. A lady is always proper, beautiful and obedient!" She states as she ends the dance by tilting me back. Leaving me ravished with excitement.

"Alright next lesson, looks! A princess tries her best to look perfect at all times." She says as she guides me to the mirror, "touch up your makeup and brush your hair. This is a princesses favourite past time."

She sits me down and waits beside me as I look at myself. I noticed my makeup was a little smudged and my hair wasn't quite as perfect as it could be. An overwhelming feeling to touch up those imperfections led me to grab the makeup brush and flutter it on my cheeks, then touch up my lips, then brush through my hair. It all felt like second nature as I hypnotically complete each action.

"Very good! You're becoming more lady-like by the second." She says excitably.

I think to myself as I continue to brush. Was I into this? I can't help but feel all of this as natural, exciting even, especially in this body.

"That's enough darling, you're looking more than perfect!" The woman states, snapping me out of the trance as I finish my hair with a few pats "We're almost done but a woman must learn to feel like a princess. Only then you'll be a complete lady!"

I turned to ask what she meant only to I find a mannequin in her place wearing the pink gown. The dress allured my attention as I couldn't help but think how gorgeous it would look on my new physique. I simply had to try it out! A lady must feel like a princess right?

unhooking the dress from its post, I could only smile in astonishment as I step into it and pull it up. It glides over my smooth skin and fits perfectly. The feeling of its silk on my skin excites my soul and gives me goosebumps. I twirl in delight as the fabric sways and I turn to the mirror. Becoming giddish with girlish delight as I inspect myself and sway side to side. I adopt the most lady-like demeanour and rest my arms on each side of the skirt to inspect the spread. The woman's voice began to fill my head the instant I saw that the lady I now am was complete.

"A princess is obedient."

"A princess is always elegant and beautiful."

"A princess should act and feel like a princess."

These thoughts repeat themselves over and over. Soon it became impossible to think any other way then that of an elegant, soft, obedient princess. My reflection only confirming these beliefs for me as I see that I'm very obviously a lady, in looks and in heart.

Another wave of electricity sparks through me and I black out. Waking up in the same bed I fell asleep in, I find my head resting on my friend's chest. It seems I've begun to snuggle up to him in my sleep. Feeling his heart beat slowly calms me and I proceed to plant myself deeper into his chest.

"Wow! That maid wasn't kidding." He says as I tilt my head up to meet his gaze. "A date for me in the morning, guaranteed!" He quotes, "you are absolutely stunning."

I look down to see my feminine body planted comfortably on his side, clad in the same lingerie from my dream. My breasts were like a pillow on his chest with my leg wrapped around his waist and my arms holding him tight. That wasn't a dream, was it?

I look back up to try explain the situation only for those thoughts to come back in waves and bombard any thoughts I had that could ruin this moment while I begin to gaze longingly into his eyes. My head begins to crane up to his face and my lips meet his. I'm a lady and he's a man, so this only made sense right?

"I'm all yours handsome." I say as we finish a passionate kiss and a certain wetness dampens my panties. I look over to the chair where I left my jacket and see it's now replaced with that same pink ball gown from the "dream".

"I best get ready for our romantic day." I state, winking to him as I slide off the bed and fit myself into the dress.

"My friend is going to absolutely love you!" He states as he gets up and scans the room, trying to find any traces of my former self. "I wonder if he's still around?"

"Oh babe, you have no idea." I state as I glide over to him and place my hands behind his head as we embrace each other. Mimicking the couple's from the other rooms as we look into each others eyes before our lips meet for a second time. All memories of me being anything other than his princess void my mind and I loose myself to the warmth of romance.