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St. Monica's School For Girls

************ Disclaimer!!! Before you start reading this book.... THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT OF THE MOST GRAPHIC NATURE. I'm a degenerate, so this book was made for degenerates. If you fancy content that know no sexual bounds, sex between two females, then read at your own discretion. The book is pretty much depraved, with a dark tone, some might find it offensive even. If you are underage or unwilling to experience depictions of Yuri, hardcore sex, fetish behaviours, and unrestrained carnal perversions in lurid detail - DO NOT READ THIS BOOK. You have been warned - continuing past this point confirms you are an adult clearly consenting to subjecting yourself to material that does not shy away from portraying sexuality and deviance in its most profane, boundary-pushing extremes. If you nevertheless choose to proceed and find yourself offended or disturbed, DO NOT BLAME THE AUTHOR. This is your final advisory.  18+ ONLY. Moving on... No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any more or by any mass electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without prior written permission of the author. Please, Take Note: This is a book of fiction. All characters, names, places, incidents and behavior are from the author's imagination, used with no intentions of hurting anyone; Any resemblance to any actual living thing or dead is mainly by coincidence and I sincerely apologise. Read on!!

Golden_Essence · LGBT+
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Tea Party

I've said it before, but I'll say it again anyway: I love me.

I love what I've become. A beautiful, self confident, evil princess who gets whatever she wants. It's only been a few short months since I was Eric the Loser Boy - 13, nerdy, bullied, loads of self esteem issues, no girlfriend, asshole father, no hope for the future. Nothing ever went Eric's way.

Then, amazingly, I was transformed into Donna's daughter. As beautiful, 14 year old sexy Princess Erica, things turned around for me completely. It seems like just being confident that things will go my way somehow magically makes things go my way. The power of positive thinking? Who knows. Who cares, as long as it keeps going my way.

Take the next door neighbors, the Heaths. He's a minister (Lutheran I think) with a wife who could have been a Scandinavian knockout, but she chose to have babies and let herself get too fat for men to desire.

Note to self: Don't get fat. LOL.