Liz makes her way to the kitchen, Chris follows after.
"So.. a shapeshifting spell? Chris prodded.
"And a cloths changing one" Liz added pulling a jug of milk out of the refrigerator shaking it and estimating it's near empty.
"Bit what's the third one?
"I'm not telling" Liz says grabbing a box of cerial off a shelf.
"Your no fun."
Liz proceeds to take a handful of cerial and put it in her mouth, before adding a swig of milk.
"God, your disgusting sometimes. I doubt there's a shot in hell you could even pretend to be dignified."
Liz responds with a loud and long burp.
"I swear, I'm more ladylike then you sometimes."
With that Liz gets an idea, and transforms herself into a princess. Her hair turned blond and receeded to just abpve the sholders, her eyes blued, her skin paled, and her features changed just enough to not look like herself. Then her dress changed from pink to blue, from a light hundreds into a gown. In the end she looked like this
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