Hoping to be able to get rid of her by making a simple stupid gesture, I accepted. There was no point in making such a request, but it was now clear that she was crazy. She handed me a red stone necklace, telling me she would leave me alone if I wore it for a few seconds in front of her. She said she finally accepted our breakup, and that she had a present for me.
After two months of being stalked, she showed up at my door, apologizing for her behavior. I asked the authorities for help, but I didn't solve the problem. One day I broke up with a girl I had been dating for three weeks, but she didn't accept it. I lived carefree, and often changed girlfriends. Ten years ago I was a 19-year-old college student, and I was.
Nor have I gotten completely used to this body." "After all these years I still haven't gotten used to this necklace. Just because that old woman died two days too soon! I'll just be a pretty face for the rest of my life. and that damned old woman decided to die! So now no one can undo her spell, and I am trapped in this new reality! My younger brother will inherit the family property and family business, and I will have to marry and have children. It has been a terrible few weeks! I didn't like anything about a girl's life! And nobody considers my opinion anymore! But the horrible month was almost over. I begged her to give me my life back, but she was adamant. By the end of this month she would undo her spell.
She then transformed me into a girl and changed reality: apart from the two of us, everyone believes that I have always been a girl! For a month I was supposed to live like a woman, understanding the social injustices a 19th century woman faces. She had decided to show me the world from a woman's perspective. Not my short brown hair! A moment later I realized that my body had changed: I had become a girl! Hearing my screams, my aunt walked into the room and explained what had happened. When I woke up I saw hair in front of my eyes. She snapped her fingers, and I passed out. She concluded by saying that the heir of our family had to be a more empathic and respectful person, and that she would help me become a better person. She said she had seen that I didn't respect women enough, and that for the past few years I had been rude to my girlfriends, my cousins and my maids. I thought my aunt, who was always weird, had gone completely crazy, but as I thought of an excuse to leave she kept talking. When I arrived at her house, she told me that she had been watching me in her crystal ball, and that she was disappointed in my behavior. Everything was perfect.īut a month ago my aunt wrote me a letter asking to see me. As I was close to turning 21, my father was about to entrust me with some of the responsibilities of managing the family properties. Nothing further from reality! That damned witch deserved to die! But she could have waited another two days!Ī month ago I was the young heiress of the family McConnel, one of the 5 richest families in the region. My relatives looking at me are surely thinking that I am crying because I am sad for the death of my beloved aunt. That is practically any other job! I want to be able to burn this pink princess dress! Or at least to find a slightly more manly job soon. But these days are putting a strain on my sanity! I really hope that one of these days we wake up in our real bodies. And now I'm the one forced to go around all day in pink clothes, with tiaras on my head, shaking magic wands! She spends all day dressed as a princess, walking around the park to be photographed with children, repeating "Disney princess" themed phrases and other stupid things of this kind. I am a personal trainer, while my girlfriend is an entertainer in an amusement park. And now we have to pretend that everything is fine if we don't want to end up in a mental hospital. If we don't find a way to get back into our bodies quickly, I'm afraid I'll go crazy."Ī week ago my girlfriend and I woke up in each other's body.
And another 4 hours of "princess hell" await me. Katy doesn't want me to eat junk food, but I need it.