You stare out the window longingly, wishing you had somebody to love. You gaze at a frog in your backyard, wondering if you should try again, doubting if it would work. Still, you decide to head outside, cautious not to startle it away. You bring the frog up to your lips carefully, thinking to yourself, "Please work, please work, please work," You'd cross your fingers if it weren't for the frog you were holding in your hands, ready to kiss, hoping that maybe third time's the charm for you to get your lovely prince charming.
Just as you pucker up, ready to kiss the slimy, green, lumpy amphibian, a warm liquid seeps onto your hands.
"EWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" you exclaim, throwing the frog at the nearest tree, watching it's body hit the trunk with a satisfying SPLAT. You frantically wave your hands around in the air, trying to get the disgusting frog urine off of your hands. You head to your conveniently placed bird bath and give your hands a rinse, only for a crow to swoop down and splash you in the face with stagnant bird bath water. You let out a displeased groan and head back inside, deciding to take a shower to freshen yourself up.
Later that night, as you relax on the couch watching a childhood comforting movie while eating delicious popcorn, it sparks a thought in your mind. What if, instead of turning something into a prince, I could turn myself into a princess? Your heart leaps into joy at the thought of being an elegant princess with the most wonderful gown, living in the most luxurious castle. After a moment of daydreaming about your new hopes to be a pretty pretty princess who is loved and adored by all rather than being peed on by frogs and splashed by crows, you start to ponder the logistics of this scenario.
"If I were to turn myself into a pretty pretty magical wonderful princess, how would I acquire such a power?" You say to yourself and an empty room. Maybe you are speaking to the couch. Are you speaking to the couch? Only crazy people do that. It is much more sane to speak to yourself. Continue with your thought process, frog toilet. "Yes, there must be a way to turn myself into a princess," You say to yourself and no inanimate objects in the room. Immediately you lurch up from your couch that you were not speaking to a moment before and head for the bathroom.
"IT'S SO OBVIOUS!" you exclaim to yourself with great proclamation. "IF I KISS MY MIRROR, I WILL KISS MYSELF, WHICH MEANS I WILL BE THE PRETTIEST PRINCESS EVER!!!!!1111!!!!1!1!1!1!111!!!!!" So, in the moment of your amazing thought, you jump on top of your bathroom counter and kiss your reflection in the mirror. All of a sudden, sparkles and pink dust fill the room. Did it work? Did you become a pretty pretty magical wonderful princess who is loved and adored by all? You look in the mirror, but all you can see is disappointment. You are still just your plain old regularly nice looking self rather than an elegant princess. But wait, what's that?
There seems to be a crown on top of the mirror, and a long flowing princely cape attached to the mirror. All of a sudden, you feel entranced. In love, perhaps. The pheromones are taking over.
"Alas, Y/N, it is me! Your long lost prince!" a deep and enchanting, handsome voice proclaims. You look around the room, but you don't see a prince. You turn back to the mirror.
"M-m-m-mirror-chan? Is- Is that you, senpai?" you utter in disbelief, blushing.
"Yes, my love. It is me, mi amor. Your mirrorly prince in shining mirror," says the mirror, handsomely. You are immediately filled with deep passion and love for your mirror, and you approach him gently. You begin caressing the sides of the mirror, and he lets out a soft purr of admiration.
"Oh, you like that, mirror-chan?" you ask the mirror submissively.
"Yes, baby. Keep it going. I want to [CENSORED] you [CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED] until you [CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED]" You blush to the shade of a tomato and put both hands on the mirror, sliding them down, breathing on your mirror prince so that he is foggy. You draw a heart in the fog.
"I love you, Mirror," you say.
"Don't call me mirror, darling. Call me daddy," said daddy. You blush even harder and try hugging the mirror. He chuckles.
"That's it, baby. Let's [CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED]" He says seductively. You are immediately entranced, and you begin passionately making out with daddy. You then [CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED]. Afterwards you give daddy a soft kiss. You realize that it is nighttime, so you say goodnight to your beloved mirror prince and sleep in the bathtub, never wanting to depart from your lover ever again.
THE END!!! :) (Sorry if I traumatized you LOL)
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Romance‼️This is a joke/satire fanfic based on a conversation between a coworker and I‼️ One day, you begin trailing off in thought, wondering what life would be like if you kissed a frog that turned into a prince. Then you wondered, what if you turned int...
