Wandering down the large, twisting corridors of your palace, searching for your shoes, was not supposed to end with finding a frog in your garments & laundry, piled on the floor. Your search of heels had become a search of pity! Your large, beautiful ballgown and skirt pooling around your tight-worn legs, lifting a small, but most would say ghastly-looking, toad out of the pile of skirts and corsets.

It was an ugly little thing. With warts and hideous boils. A normal princess would've tossed the amphibian with a terrified shriek! Demanding for a hand-maiden to check your hands for warts, or eradicate the slimy, grotesque thing.

But you were no monster. Heavens, the little guy looked cold! The downpouring rain from outside, heavy on the windows, he must've gotten past one of the small, unforgiving mouseholes in one of the many, tall, stone walls of the palace. He had to have been searching for warmth! The autumnal months were ever-so unkind to the sweet, cold-blooded creatures.

"Oh, you must be ever so cold..." Your soft, melodic voice called out to the animal, scooping his dried, but hardened body into your gentle hands. The little thing blinked its gooey eyes up at you. & You gave it a sort of..half intrigued smile, half grossed out at the way his eyes blinked in different timings and orders. His body was a bit fleshy and heavy in your hands. Heavier than the average frog-or toad, you were certain! "Let's find you somewhere warm to sit.." You insisted, and ran the backside of your one knuckle along the animals ridged spine. Before giving the critter a soft, closed-mouth peck to the top of it's dry and scaly head.

But your adoration didn't last long. Not at all. Not as a sudden, morbid sound began to echo from the animal's small body. It was not a "ribbit", nor a croak. They were...groans? Human-like, visceral groans. As the small animal began to contort. Heavier, and heavier it grew. Until, inevitably, you dropped it. &..poof!

It revealed...

A man?

"Fuck..it was cramped in there.."