The 'Princess' (Grumbo)

Chapter 1; The 'Princess'

Hi!! Its Pocky Here! This is a joint book between me @PockyPika and @julie33612 , I hope you enjoy it! I will be writing chapters in Grian's POV while Julie does Mumbo!

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        A small toddler ran down the halls of a large castle, completely unaware of the argument that was going on in the room right next to him. The harsh tones had become normal in his small mind, the way that the others in the castle looked at him in disgust had also had become normal. In his hands he held a small teddy bear, and although it was obviously meant for girls the toddler had no idea about this fact. The corset that was forcefully attached around the boys waist made him whine softy in pain as he bent down to pick up a discarded toy. He smiled in joy as he stood up, only to drop the toy and almost his beloved teddy bear as he was picked up from behind. He was turned only to see his mom's loving smile.

        He couldn't see the soft hints of pain that flashed in his mothers eyes nor the way her hands trembled as she held him, he only saw the person he loved the most and he didn't hesitate to hug her neck and let out a soft squeal of happiness. He felt the corset loosen around his waist and let out a little sigh of relief only as much older hands removed his mothers and tightened it up even more than before. He almost choked on his breath but as soon as it was tied up his childish attitude came back, although much more stiffy as he tried to play with his teddy bear, It almost slipping from his small hands as his mother pulled him close to her chest.

        Out of his vision his mom glared at the former queen, obviously not liking what was happening to her baby but unable to stop it. He turned to see his grandma behind him, her eyes harsh and looking at him in disgust. He couldn't help but flinch as she raised her hand to point at him.

           "Your name is Griana and that is all you will be called from now on, Understand?"

            Her tone was authoritative and held no mercy in each word spat at him. He immediately nodded, his hair lightly hitting his forehead with each nod.

            She seemed to smirk before responding with, "Good Girl." and walking off.

             Grian had then become Griana in the span of a second, he became a she and the corsets around her waist just became tighter and tighter and by the time she was a teen she had more curves than the others around her age. Her body had been physically deformed to look more like a woman, and by the time she had become 18 her 'Training' had been completed, she was now a submissive but generally happy and excitable 'woman'. She still did not have a bosom but after breaking down when they suggested surgery they decided to just leave her flat chested. She could not deny the longing inside of her, although she was fine with the dresses and ways she was supposed to act she could not help but long to be a boy once more.

            Boys could run around playing with swords and play pranks on each other while girls must simply be on their best behavior all the time. Boys could joke and go adventuring while girls must stay put and be serious around everyone. Sometimes she just wished she could become a boy for at least a day, just explore, but she knew it was impossible so she simply settled into her fate, knowing her longing would continue to tug at her soul until the day she died.

           The scraping of a fork against a glass plate brought her attention back to where she was dining with her family all around her she quickly pulled herself up from her slouched position as to not get yelled at. The clearing of her mother's throat drew her eyes to the Queen, Her mother's eyes held almost an apologetic and slight worried tone as she opened her mouth.

            "Griana, you are to be wed to the neighboring prince." Her mother shifted almost uncomfortably in her seat, but still managing to look regel. "This was decided before your birth to create a truce between the nations, you are to meet him tomorrow, dress nicely."

             Griana's Nerves lit up in flames.

Oh no.

    She wonders how the Prince would react to the Grian parts of her....