Picking through the pieces, you pull out a board. Unfolding it, the board looks like a 'Cludo' floor plan, but for a castle, and gardens. You shrug as you guess it makes sense for Princesses to live in a castle. Four locations are marked as starting positions. There's a selection of cards, and you ignore them for the moment.
The game looks like more of a rip-off than you first thought as you pop each of the Princesses on their starting squares. The rules, you ignore - you can read them once you've examined all the contents. Returning to the cards, you see they're broken into different categories. Curses, such as eternal sleep, and isolated, remind you of the various stories. Another selection of cards contain rescuers, and the final set of cards you can't quite work out their function.
It looks like you need to collect them to win, and escape to your happily ever after future.
Checking the box again, it looks empty. The dice spill out into your hands as you turn the box this way and that, and they fall onto the board. As they land and roll, they sound oddly heavy, almost ominous.
You've rolled six and a five. As you go to pick them up, wishing you'd actually been playing, you feel a disorienting sensation.
The room around you seems to fill with mist, until it's hidden in a dull fog. The outlines fade becoming greyer, and less distinct. Cautiously, taking a small step, you don't want to risk tripping and falling. But instead of your room, it's the coarse stone walls of a castle that come into view. But your attention is barely held by the unsettling location change, as you take in your new clothes... and the new body that fits those clothes so suitably.
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You ignore Castle DunBroch, as a lock of curly, coppery hair falls across your face. The constriction of a tight corset adding to your humiliation.
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The towers of Agrabah rise around you, intimidating and alien. Gasping, you feel the shifting of a bust, and looking down to what felt like a canyon of cleavage.
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You can barely breathe, as the splendour erupts around you. Massive walls soaring towards the sky. However, a look south, and you take in your bust, that moves with every breath you take.
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