The Prissy Princess Correctional Club

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He screamed and squealed with excitement.  He curtsied to his mother and sister and best mates and the rest of the Champion Girls over and over.  “THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!”  He took a deep breath, “THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU….” he went on like this.  He had to be excused from classes and Regal Responsibilities for the rest of the day because his tender Prissy Princess feelings were just too overwhelmed. 

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A PRISSY PRINCESS IS MADE OF SUGAR AND SPICE AND FLOWERS AND FUN.  AN UNCORRECTED TRADITIONAL BOY IS MADE OF SNIPS AND SNAILS AND SPIDERS AND SLIME.  IN PRISSY PRINCESS SPECIAL THERAPY, YOU LEARN TO VISUALIZE AND ACTUALIZE ALL OF THOSE OLD UNCORRECTED BOYISH THINGS WHILE YOUR TEACHER PATIENTLY GUIDES YOU IN REMOVING THEM FROM YOU FOREVER. 

Have you started your Prissy Princess Special Therapy yet?  Most Prissy Princesses find it challenging and difficult for their tender Prissy Princess feelings to face reminders of their uncorrected past, but they know it’s for the best. When their Prissy Princess Special Therapy is done it makes them feel so nice and happy and clean and clear like a beautiful unique pure white snowflake. In your Prissy Princess workbook, write about how uncomfortable you are with your remaining uncorrected behavior and how happy you will be when you are finally Prissy Princess Clean and Clear forever. Just think, the more you clean yourself of all of those icky spiders and slime, the more likely that you might even make it to Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes Platinum Status!  In your Prissy Princess art book, draw a picture of yourself wearing a Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes Platinum Ribbon.  One day, that could be you. :)

Chapter 9: Prissy Princess Tween Supreme 

Several months later the big first day of the retreat finally arrived.  Little Miss Shawna turned and waved to Karen and Diane.  He would definitely miss seeing them for the week but as Champion Girl star pupils they were off to a week at NASA Space Camp.  It was important to make sure Champion Girls were encouraged for their achievements in math and science because girls had been so unfairly discouraged in those pursuits so long. 

He was wearing his favorite and fanciest frock, the lavender and white lace confection he wore his very first day as a Prissy Princess, because this first meeting of Prissy Princess All-Stars was to be a formal and official Prissy Princess celebration full of fun and pomp.  He had used his sewing skills to adjust it himself after realizing it hung on him loosely now that his figure had become more Prissy Princess slim and waifish.

He held the hand of the woman who would be his teacher for the week.  Mrs. Linda McCoy ran the Clearwater school at Prissy Princess Headquarters, PPHQ, the very first Prissy Princess school in the world.  She had short black hair and wore a dark pantsuit.  “You’re not nervous, are you, Little Miss Shawna?” she asked.

“Oh no, Mrs. McCoy!  I’m so super excited to meet my Prissy Princess friends, I’ve waited so long!” he replied while happily smiling and enjoying the bright Florida sunshine.

She patted him gently on the head.  “Well, you arrived a little early.  The rest of the Prissy Princess All-Stars will be here soon.  While you wait, I have someone very special you can play with.”  She led him towards the entrance to the school.  The building looked similar to his school back home but was much larger.

“We’ve canceled our regular classes for the day so you little stars can have the classroom to yourselves to get to know each other without other Prissy Princesses to distract you. The other Prissy Princesses are off taking this opportunity to clean the rest of the school from top to bottom. Shawna smiled and waved at a Prissy Princess in the standard juvenile pink and white plaid Prissy Princess school uniform who was cleaning a window inside the school.  At first he only glared and frowned in response, but at a look from Mrs. McCoy who silently mouthed PPBB at him he smiled and waved back.   

Mrs. McCoy sighed. “If only all the Prissy Princesses were as yielding as you Prissy Princess All-Stars, my life would be a lot easier. I have one very naughty Prissy Princess inside who can’t help with all that cleaning right now in his current state. You can keep him company for now, Shawna.”  She opened the door and led him inside.  She took his pink Prissy Princess backpack with his hand embroidered name on it and hung it on a hook in the closet.  She pointed Shawn towards the special Prissy Princess she wanted him to meet.

Shawna gasped and his hands came to both of his cheeks in delight.  He bounced up and down in excitement.  “IT’S A CUTE LITTLE BABY!”  He squealed and quickly ran forward towards the other boy, though his version of a run even when he wasn’t in skirts as restrictive as his Prissy Princess dream dress was more accurately described as just mincing a little more quickly with his elbows locked to his chest and his wrists flapping.

Despite his babyish status the other Prissy Princess was in fact taller and much huskier than Shawna.  He was not Prissy Princess slim and waifish at all. He stood wobbly and bow legged in a very, very thick diaper. Shawna opened his arms wide intending to hug the other boy but before Shawna was halfway there the other boy first windmilled his arms and then fell backwards onto his heavily padded bottom, having lost his balance.  He stared down forlornly at the thick pink booties strapped to his feet which made staying upright nearly impossible.

Shawna stopped and giggled at the other boy.  He looked at him sitting there in his very short version of a Prissy Princess school dress that came down only to the very top of his diapers, which were covered by plastic panties in a matching pink and white plaid design with white lace ruffles and a big pink floppy bow on the rear.  He wore a matching bonnet on his head as well.  He wore a matching bib embroidered with the name “Baby Miss Antonia,” in pink lettering.  Having his name embroidered on his bib was obviously a necessity because he was unable to introduce himself. The pacifier in his mouth was tied around the back of his head, making it impossible for him to speak.

“Hello, Baby Miss Antonia!  I’m Little Miss Shawna, and I’m the Prissy Princess of Lavender Lace Cupcakes!” he announced with pride before continuing, “We’re going to be the best of Prissy Princess friends, I just know it!” He knelt down and hugged the other boy as tightly as he could.  The pacifier muted the boys muffled protests.  Shawna kissed the other boy right on the cheek and then started to tickle and coo at him like a real baby.  The boy tried to resist this treatment with an extremely angry glint in his eye but the large padded gloves on his hands made any resistance, even to a waifish, slim little powderpuff like Little Miss Shawna completely impossible.  Shawna kept tickling and tickling and suddenly the boy’s efforts to resist became more and more desperate until a resigned look came to his eyes, his resistance ceased, and his cheeks blushed bright pink.  Shawna stopped and again his hands went to his cheeks in delight.  “Just like a real baby!” he squealed before turning back to Mrs. McCoy, “Mrs. McCoy! Baby Miss Antonia wet his nappy!”

The other boy started to sob in humiliation through his pacifier.  Shawna hugged him and tried to console him, speaking in a baby talk voice he often used with his dolls. 

Mrs. McCoy replied, “Thank you, Little Miss Shawna.  I’ll change him in a little while. I can see your mother was right about you being a natural.  You know exactly how to treat a Prissy Princess Pottypants like Antonia.”

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The boy’s sobs grew louder as Mrs. McCoy looked down at him and resumed speaking, “Can you believe Antonia has been in the Prissy Princess Correctional Club for six months and still hasn’t passed his Prissy Princess Trial Period?  It seems like he’d rather spend his days in wet diapers than fulfill his Regal Responsibilities.  Just a week ago he was very close, but when he was taken out to visit his old school and make his amends he refused to apologize and instead threw a nasty little tantrum before we could get him inside.”

Shawna shook his head sadly as he looked at the boy.  “You can do it, Baby Miss Antonia.  I know you can. One day you’ll have a Prissy Princess Tiara and Prissy Princess Sceptre and Prissy Princess Sash all your own. Next time you’ll do it.  Just look at me, I passed my Prissy Princess Trial Period in one little day.  If I can do that, anyone can do it if they just try as hard as they can.”

He hugged the boy and whispered in his ear, “You can do it.  Just remember.  Prissy Princess Happy Safe Place.”  He rocked the boy back and forth to the repetitive rhythm of the mantra, “Prissy Princess Happy Safe Place. Prissy Princess Happy Safe Place. Prissy Princess Happy Safe Place. Prissy Princess Happy Safe Place.”  A look of resignation came over the boy’s face and he calmed down. 

Mrs. McCoy smiled down at Shawna.  “Prissy Princess Good Behavior, Prissy Princess Treats For Later,” she said and handed him a Prissy Princess Special Treat.  Shawna smiled in delight and ate the candy.  He sat and played dollies with Baby Miss Antonia while he waited, feeling the exhilarating ditzy euphoria of pleasing Mrs. McCoy and finally having a Prissy Princess friend to play dolls with, even if he was an immature Prissy Princess Pottypants. 

In a little while, it was finally time for him to meet his true peers, the rest of the Prissy Princess star pupils had arrived. Each took a turn to introduce themselves in front of the class and each wore a Prissy Princess Tiara and carried a matching Prissy Princess Sceptre along with their favorite dolls.

Little Miss Shawna went first and made a very good impression on the group.  He told them all about how he was very new to the PPCC but felt like it was his home now. He told them about how he had passed his Prissy Princess Trial Period in just one day.  He said his favorite activity was brushing and combing his doll Miss Priscilla’s hair and he passed his antique brush and comb around the class for everyone to admire. He told them about how he loved to dream and to draw and to share and hear stories.  Last but not least he shocked them all by telling them that since he was alone at his school he had never once gotten to participate in a game of Cuddleball and that he couldn’t wait for that day to come. One Prissy Princess asked him if he was originally from England because of the way he spoke.  Shawna explained that he had picked up the accent from his two very best mates, two Champion Girls named Karen and Diane.  When he was done introducing himself, Shawna curtsied and took his seat.

The first of Shawna’s Prissy Princess All-Star peers stepped forward in a yellow and white dress.  He curtsied and smiled.  “Hello, everyone! I’m Little Miss Mary, and I’m the Prissy Princess of Upright Lily Lemongrass!”  Little Miss Mary said his favorite activity was to read and write heartfelt stories any Prissy Princess would adore. Throughout the week, Little Miss Mary and Little Miss Shawna would bond over reading together from Mary’s antique copies of “Alice in Wonderland” and “The Wizard of Oz.”

The next wore a white dress covered in lavish light green lace. “Hello everyone, I’m Little Miss Sally, and I’m the Prissy Princess of Silky Sage Snowangels!”  During the  week, all the Prissy Princess star pupils would agree that Little Miss Sally was the nicest and most caring.  He was always the quickest with compliments and gave encouraging words to all of them when things were tough.

There was also Little Miss Alexis, who in a pure snow white dress announced himself the Prissy Princess of Beautiful Bridal Bouquets and said that it was his greatest desire to one day be married to a Champion Girl who would coddle and protect him.  He was a very willing club inductee who wanted to join from the moment he saw a pamphlet explaining the Prissy Princess Correctional Club. He had once run away from home to try and join because his very traditional parents wouldn’t allow him to.  After that Ditzy Damsel In Distress moment his parents realized the right thing to do was to allow him to pursue his dream and agreed to sign him up.

Next up was Little Miss Ameera, the Prissy Princess of Magenta Mum Maple.  He had delicate dark olive skin and wore a purplish-red dress.  His hair was completely covered in a matching silk headscarf.  Little Miss Ameera came from the Prissy Princess school in Canada, but what bonded him with Little Miss Shawna was his stories of how his family had fled Kuwait during the Gulf War.   His harrowing tale reminded Shawna very much of his Nana’s stories of growing up in England during World War II. 

The most cute and twee of the Prissy Princess All-Stars was Little Miss Himari, the Prissy Princess of Kawaii Candy Chrysanth, who came from the Prissy Princess school in Tokyo.  He was still learning English and sometimes had difficulty communicating with the other Prissy Princesses, but they still made every effort to include him.  Later that week he showed Little Miss Shawna a comic book called Ranma ½ about a boy who changed into a girl when splashed with water.  He patiently explained what was happening on every page to help practice his English and because Shawna couldn’t read the foreign text. Shawna was fascinated by the story and the Japanese comic style which he had never seen before.  It gave him the idea to start drawing his own comic book in a similar art style called, “The Twin Tormentors and The Dolly Destroyer.”  It later proved a hit with Prissy Princesses and Champion Girls alike.

In the comic, a twin pair of masked Champion Girl superheroes in blue and white tights named Karen and Diane, The Twin Tormentors, would fight crime and the patriarchy along with their loyal little sidekick Little Miss Shawna, The Dolly Destroyer. The Dolly Destroyer’s costume was a poufy pink and white dress underneath which he wore elaborately frilly and lacy white pettipants.  He wore a pink glittery mask over his eyes and the rest of his face was exaggeratedly made up like an old fashioned doll. He wore his hair in elaborate curls to further the doll like appearance. 

Of course, The Dolly Destroyer was much more comic relief than superhero.  In every edition he would ditizily wander into danger and find himself captured and held in some embarrassing situation as a Ditzy Damsel In Distress for The Twin Tormentors to rescue like Champion Girl Knights In Shining Armor.  He would often find himself tied up and hanging upside down with the skirts of his costume covering his face and his cute little pettipants on display for everyone to see. “Oh, save me, Twin Tormentors! Save me!” he would scream.

From the Prissy Princess school in London there was Little Miss Saanvi, the Prissy Princess of Cute Cardamom Cuddles.  He had dark tan skin and black hair and his family was originally from India.  He wore a lovely sea green and pink saree.  The Prissy Princess All-Stars saw him as impressively open and yielding. He was the quickest to make close Prissy Princess friends with the entire group because he was so happy to share about himself and ask questions about the rest.  Whenever there was a dispute over which Prissy Princess got to play with a doll or coloring book he would offer to give up his own to resolve it. 

There was also Little Miss Josefina, the Prissy Princess of Fancy Cream Flan from the Prissy Princess school in Mexico City.  Josefina loved to cook, and gave Little Miss Shawna a secret family recipe for a fiery, sweet, and zesty red sauce to use to braise tofu for burritos. He said the recipe for the sauce was a family secret that had been passed to him by his abuela, his grandmother, who doted on Josefina the way Shawna’s Nana doted on him.  The sauce was traditionally used with meat, but was perfect to add a deep savory flavor that was easily absorbed into the neutral tasting bean curd.

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Next up was Little Miss Polina, the Prissy Princess of Alyonka Daisy Delights from Moscow.  He was the most jovial and funny and had a sharp wit. No matter how much a Prissy Princess was struggling he had a joke or a jest to help cheer them up.  He was also the most generous of the Prissy Princess all-stars.  He would always stop his own work to help others who were struggling and he just lived for sharing and caring.  He explained that Alyonka was a Russian candy bar famous for the iconic picture of a baby girl on the wrapper and that he had brought some to share.  With Mrs. McCoy’s permission, remembering that Prissy Princesses strive to be waifish and slim and their guardians must carefully monitor their calorie intake, he handed out a small portion to each of them.  All agreed it was delicious.

When Little Miss Polina was finished, the final Prissy Princess All-Star stepped forward.  Whispers of awe broke out among the other Prissy Princesses as he curtsied to them.  This Prissy Princess wore a beautiful pink dress that was decidedly less childish than the rest of their outfits and wore a purple sash over his dress instead of a pink one like the rest of them. He had pierced ears and the rest of the Prissy Princesses felt very immature with their clip on earrings. His shoes had a small heel while all of the other Prissy Princess All-Stars wore flats. Shawna heard whispered speculation that he was even wearing a training bra.  The ebony skinned Prissy Princess wore his hair tightly braided in fishbone cornrows with a puffy mass of curls on top as well.

The Prissy Princess All-Stars sat in awed silence as he spoke, “Hello, everyone!  My name is Junior Miss Tiana, and I’m the Prissy Princess...” he paused for a just a beat and saucily winked at them, “...Tween Supreme, of Pink Zinfandel Xylose.”

Utter chaos broke out among the Prissy Princess All-Stars.  None had ever met a Prissy Princess Tween Supreme before because Junior Miss Tiana was the very first Prissy Princess in the world to achieve that lofty position.  There were shouts of glee and jovial laughter and delight.   

“Prissy Princess Tween Supreme, it is real!” one shouted.

“Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!” another repeated.

“He’s so mature!”

“I wish I had pierced ears,” another said wistfully.

“That’s the absolute best Prissy Princess special unique title ever,” Shawna said in amazement as the rest of the all-stars nodded their agreement.

“What’s xylose?” one voice asked in confusion.

Mrs. McCoy finally quieted the excited Prissy Princesses and Junior Miss Tiana resumed speaking.

First he explained his special unique Prissy Princess title.  He said that xylose was actually the most important single word in the Prissy Princess ABCs.  He said that xylose was a calorie free sweetener and that it was what made their Prissy Princess Special Treats so sweet and nice. He said that, believe it or not, it was actually made from a block of wood.  He said the actual process was boring Champion Girl science stuff he didn’t understand that would give the entire class headaches anyway, but that the important thing to remember was that something so sweet and nice and vacant could come from something so hard and rough and unyielding.  Every Prissy Princess was a little like xylose.  The Prissy Princesses all oohed and aahed at the wisdom of a Prissy Princess Tween Supreme.

He explained how he grew up on a family winery in California.  He didn’t remember much about it because he was so little but he remembered he used to love to sneak grapes off the vines and that they were his very favorite sweet treat. Tragedy had struck his family, however, and his parents were killed in a home invasion.  Having no close relatives who were willing to take him in, he was put up for adoption and was now the son of Mrs. McCoy.  She raised him as a Prissy Princess willing inductee from a very young age, developing and perfecting the process as she went with help from people like Shawna’s mother and the other radical feminist members of the Prissy Princess Board of Directors. He was the very first Prissy Princess student and over time had earned his status as a Prissy Princess Tween Supreme. 

His purple sash was covered in dozens of advanced Prissy Princess Tween Supreme patches, front and back. He showed them the purple and gold glittery cover of his copy of the Prissy Princess Tween Supreme Correctional Guidebook but Mrs. McCoy reminded them all that Little Miss Prissy Princesses were not mature enough to handle the information inside and were forbidden to read it.  Shawna’s heart was absolutely pounding with desire and longing to one day prove himself mature enough to read it and add to his base of Prissy Princess knowledge.  Frustratingly, Junior Miss Tiana told them that he was forbidden to say exactly how he earned the title of Prissy Princess Tween Supreme.  It was something that each Prissy Princess had to discover and do on his own and that it wouldn’t take exactly the same form for all of them.  He said that if your Prissy Princess heart was truly loyal and upright and moral, when the time came a Little Miss would know what to do.

With Mrs. McCoy’s permission he did share some things about Prissy Princess Tween Supreme Privileges and Regal Responsibilities.  For one thing, instead of only doing their Prissy Princess community service they were allowed to work certain sorts of jobs part time under close supervision so they would have a little of their own spending money, though most of their pay would go to the Prissy Princess Correctional Club general fund as a contribution to their tuition.  For instance, if their mother was a lawyer a Prissy Princess Tween Supreme might work in her office as an assistant to her personal assistant.  If their mother ran a hotel, they might work as a junior maid assisting the housekeeping staff.  In almost any workplace a role of this sort could be found suitable for the Prissy Princess Tween Supreme skillset.

Most Prissy Princess Tween Supremes, however, would join the Champion Girl and Prissy Princess Babysitter Band and work under the supervision of a Champion Girl partner.  The Babysitter Band was designed as a way to train Prissy Princesses for their ultimate goal in life, taking care of the children of their Champion Girl spouse.  At the same time, the Champion Girls would learn how coddle, protect, and oversee a Prissy Princess in a simulated family scenario as practice for their later role in marriage. 

The Babysitter Band would also be used as a form of outreach to the public for the programs.  Their services would be provided at low cost or for free to families who could not afford to pay for childcare so traditional families not used to Prissy Princess and Champion Girl gender roles would have reason to hire them on. 

The Champion Girl and her Prissy Princess Tween Supreme partner were forbidden to try and directly persuade the children they babysat to see gender roles their way. They did not want to anger the traditional parents who had very different ideas. However, it was hoped that their example might indirectly rub off on some of the children and get them used to the idea of what the future would be like and that seeing what an effective, responsible, and child pleasing team they made might even convince some of the more progressive parents to start making changes of their own for their children.

A Prissy Princess Tween Supreme babysitter made an excellent playmate for any small child and for many traditional girl older children as well.  They also loved to play with any child who enjoyed arts and crafts or games heavy on imagination like playing house or dolls.  In these cases the Prissy Princess would do almost all of the work, relying on his Champion Girl partner only to take charge if there was an emergency or if some form of discipline was required. 

With older children, uncorrected traditional boys especially, the Champion Girl would take a larger role, playing video games or practicing sports together, or helping with their math homework which was way over the head of a ditzy and vacant Prissy Princess Tween Supreme.

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Shawna and the other Prissy Princess All-Stars soaked in all of this information with longing and desire.  All of them agreed they were incredibly excited to one day join the Babysitter Band.  Every Prissy Princess loves babies and children.  Most besides Shawna already had extensive practice overseeing a Prissy Princess Pottypants and couldn’t wait to challenge themselves to be the best little babysitters they could be for older children. 

All of them agreed that Junior Miss Tiana was amazing and wanted to be his best Prissy Princess friend.  All of them immediately looked up to him and saw him as a role model.  All week they watched every little thing he did for any hint of what it was they had to do to earn the title of Prissy Princess Tween Supreme. 

In turn, all week Tiana watched his Prissy Princess companions very closely for even the smallest hint of Prissy Princess Bad Behavior.  The very moment he saw it, his hand would shoot out and point at them and he uttered the dreaded phrase, “Prissy Princess Bad Behavior!”  He took no pleasure in it, but it was his Regal Responsibility as Prissy Princess Tween Supreme and role model for the group. Prissy Princess star pupils had to be held to incredibly high standards to help keep them learning and growing. 

Mrs. McCoy and the classes’ Champion Girl overseers had absolute trust in Junior Miss Tiana’s judgement on these matters, so even if none witnessed the behavior besides Tiana the offending Little Miss was spanked and sent to sit on the classes’ pink sandpaper stool with the pink conical Prissy Princess Bad Behavior hat upon their head.  Before the first day of their retreat was through, the Prissy Princess All-Stars started to police each other in the same manner.  All of them were pointing fingers and pronouncing Prissy Princess Bad Behavior while looking to Junior Miss Tiana for the final judgement of what to do.  Sometimes he would be lenient if the offense was very small or unintentional, but for major crimes like violating PPPC or deliberately doing or saying something the way a traditional uncorrected boy might there was no other option but to get Mrs. McCoy or a Champion Girl for a spanking session.

There were no hard feelings among the group because of this self policing.  They all knew they were simply doing what was moral and upright to help each other learn and grow so they could all mature into Prissy Princess Tween Supremes themselves one day.  Among some of the local Prissy Princesses there was some grumbling that the Prissy Princess Tween Supreme who always pointed out their mistakes now had a group of fawning little imitators who made it almost impossible to avoid daily spankings.  However, the grumbling itself led to spankings and soon behavior in the class markedly improved.

As the week went on, Shawna saw that everyone in the class save himself and Junior Miss Tiana had suffered at least one spanking.   He saw all of his Prissy Princess All-Star companion’s hard earned Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes ribbons downgraded from platinum to gold or from gold to silver. Junior Miss Tiana was now the only one in class left with a platinum ribbon on his sash. 

Shawna went out of his way to be the best behaved Prissy Princess it was possible to be.  He was the newest Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes because he had only recently joined the Prissy Princess Correctional Club in the first place. All he had was his Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes bronze ribbon.  A single slip-up could cost him everything. If he did Prissy Princess Bad Behavior he would not be downgraded to a lower Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes tier, he would no longer be a Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes at all and would immediately and instantly be removed from the group of Prissy Princess All-Stars. 

The entire class, especially Junior Miss Tiana, was incredibly impressed with his successful commitment to maintaining his status.  Though every Little Miss was trying to earn Junior Miss Tiana’s favor, it was clear from the second day that he had begun to see Little Miss Shawna as his main protege and he constantly kept Little Miss Shawna by his side to give him instruction and advice.  Even though he was so new to the Prissy Princess Correctional Club, it was clear that he was a phenom and one of the top contenders to be the next to graduate to Prissy Princess Tween Supreme.  If a Prissy Princess could complete their Prissy Princess Trial Period in a single day, anything seemed possible for them.  That’s why it was so shocking to absolutely all of them, Little Miss Shawna more than anyone else, that on the last day of the retreat mere moments before participation was set to commence in Shawna’s most anticipated event, the World Participation Cup of Cuddleball, Shawna made an unforgivable mistake and his worst nightmare came true.  He lost his Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes status. 

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WOW, YOU MADE IT, A JUNIOR MISS PRISSY PRINCESS TWEEN SUPREME! HOORAY!  BUT REMEMBER JUNIOR MISS, YOU STILL HAVE A LONG WAY TO GO BEFORE YOU WILL FINALLY BE READY FOR A CHAMPION GIRL SPOUSE SO ALL OF YOUR DREAMS CAN COME TRUE!

In your Prissy Princess Tween Supreme workbook, write about what you think it will take to earn the privileged status of a Prissy Princess Dream Extreme.  Just think, one day you’ll reach the peak of Prissy Princess maturity and earn the title of Prissy Miss and the privilege to wear clothes suitable for a modest and moral old fashioned traditional girl of up to the age of seventeen!  Wow, that’s so mature! Your Prissy Princess Tween Supreme friends will be so jealous! You’ll get to go on dates with Champion Girls and one day you’ll be married.  Can you believe it, you, a Prissy Mrs. with little babies all your own and a Champion Girl spouse as head of the household? Dreams do come true! In your Prissy Princess Tween Supreme art book, draw a picture of what your Prissy Princess Dream Extreme wedding dress might look like. ;)

Chapter 10:  Prissy Princess Cuddleball Calamity

On the second to last day of the retreat, Little Miss Shawna sat on the bleachers in the school gymnasium and looked down in delight at the playing area, which in its current heavily padded configuration was officially designated a “Cuddleball Coliseum.”  Before the commencement of participation in the World Participation Cup of Cuddleball on the final day of the retreat, the Prissy Princess All-Stars were attending the intramural Cuddleball participation for the Clearwater school to cheer on the local Prissy Princesses. 

Champion Girls had dragged into position the Cuddleball playing surface, a heavily padded pink mat that matched the dimensions of a standard basketball court.  At what would be midcourt stood a padded pink pedestal and upon it stood the game’s eponymous object, the cuddleball itself. It was a large, fluffy, stuffed pink ball. It had a battery powered vibrating core and multi-colored christmas lights criss-crossed around it and flashed in different dizzying patterns.  A large white circle was marked on the mat around the cuddleball pedestal. 

In the four far corners of the Cuddleball Coliseum the Champion Girls placed four large foam pink and white painted barrels full of glittery purple and green water balloons. 

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A regal fanfare played, and the Prissy Princess Cuddleball commencement began.  As the local class skipped onto the Cuddleball Coliseum floor led by their local role model Junior Miss Tiana, Shawna turned to his left and squealed in happy anticipation.  Beside him sat Baby Miss Antonia, who he had spent the entire week tickling and snuggling and cuddling and smothering at every possible free moment.  “Wow, aren’t you so jealous that a Prissy Princess Pottypants isn’t privileged to participate too?”  Antonia rolled his eyes and shook his head but Shawna had already turned his attention back to the Cuddleball Coliseum. Besides the visiting Prissy Princess All-Stars and school staff, some parents were in attendance as well.  Most of the school’s Champion Girls were also present to show their support because coddling the Prissy Princesses was one of their responsibilities, but many lamented and complained about the requirement.  They felt that the game made a mockery of sports and competition, which were very important to them.  How could something be considered a sport if it had no winners, no losers, no points, and not even any judges?  Other Champion Girls just laughed and said to let the Prissy Princesses have their fun.

Each Prissy Princess carried a bag containing a doll, a fluffy white and pink striped towel, and a large fluffy white and pink pillow.  They wore extensive padding and protection.  They wore glittery pink helmets similar to a bicycle helmet.  They wore hard plastic safety goggles to protect their eyes.  They wore pads on their elbows and knees.  The helmet and pads had an additional transparent pink inflatable layer of padding as well. They wore pink socks and glittery pink and white velcro sneakers.  Only Junior Miss Tiana’s sneakers had laces.

They wore striped white and pink t-shirts and those who had earned them already wore their Prissy Princess sashes as well. They wore short pleated pink skirts over regulation white frilly panties.  The skirt and t-shirt had extra padding sewn in, making them all look a little less slim and waifish, but it was deemed necessary to protect the delicate little dears and keep them safe.  Cuddleball was, by Prissy Princess standards, a rough game.

Under the supervision of two Champion Girls, Junior Miss Tiana led the group in stretching and calisthenics to warm up.  The regal fanfare played again, and participation was set to begin.  Cuddleball is separated into four periods. The first three are eight minutes long each with four minute cooldown periods between them. The final is untimed and continues until full participation is reached. 

The first period is called “Dolly Catch.”  The Prissy Princesses pair up and stand across from each other.  They toss their dolls to one another as fast as they can, trying to keep them both in the air at the same time to achieve an effect similar to juggling.  If one of their dolls touches the ground, the two Prissy Princesses will pair off with someone else.  The ditzy Prissy Princesses frequently drop the dolls, but this is not considered a failure at all. There is no failure in Cuddleball, only fun. Switching places is considered an opportunity to have more fun by participating together with a greater number of Prissy Princesses.  During the four minute cooldown period, the Prissy Princesses hug and cuddle with their dolls and apologize profusely for playing with them so roughly. 

The next round is called “Pillowfight,” which requires little explanation.  Prissy Princesses laugh and squeal and run around the Cuddleball Coliseum as they whack each other with their fluffy soft pillows.  During the cooldown period Prissy Princesses pair off and hug and cuddle with a pillow between them to confirm the activity was all in good fun.  Prissy Princesses abhor any actual violence. 

The third period, “Water Balloon Fight” proceeds similarly.  Cuddleball participation spectators are encouraged to bring a plastic poncho if they intend to sit in the front rows as Prissy Princesses are not well known for their ability to aim. 

The cooldown period consists of soaking wet Prissy Princess hugs and cuddles and a brief toweling off period before the final round, “Cuddleball Prime.” In Cuddleball Prime the Prissy Princesses each stand along the white circle surrounding the cuddleball pedestal. Hands are linked around the circle if there are enough Prissy Princess participants present. 

A Champion Girl overseer picks one of their names from a hat to participate first.  The first participant skips forward and picks the cuddleball off its pedestal and hugs and cuddles with it for thirty seconds. When hugged with just the right tightness, not too firmly and not too softly, the cuddleball begins to hum and vibrate and the Prissy Princess sighs with contented delight. When the cuddleball is vibrating the Christmas lights begin to flash more quickly and vibrantly as well. 
 
The participant is then blindfolded and they spin around for twenty seconds before tossing the ball in the air and yelling, “Cuddleball!” The participant then falls to the ground laughing from dizziness and fun before being escorted out of the playing area and into the Participant’s Circle to await the participation trophy ceremony.

The participant that catches the cuddleball or is nearest to where the cuddleball lands picks it up and hugs and cuddles it for thirty seconds as well before repeating the process.

Shawna was absolutely entranced by proceedings. The game just looked so fun.  There was no boring sitting on the bench and waiting because everyone got to play the entire time. There was no worry that he might strike out and his mistake would cost his team the game because nobody won or lost.  There was no rivalry or anger at opponents because there were no opponents and everyone was rewarded for participation in exactly the same way.  There was no worry or stress about possibly getting hurt because the safety precautions were so extensive. He absolutely could not wait for his opportunity to participate the next day.  There was absolutely no doubt in his mind, Cuddleball was much better than baseball for a Prissy Princess like him to play.  He was so excited to play Cuddleball the next day that he got very little sleep that night, which was likely the unfortunate cause of his later extra ditzy Prissy Princess Bad Behavior that would cause all the trouble.

Later that day after the intramural Cuddleball participation was complete and participation trophies handed out, he stood in front of the entire Prissy Princess class, both visiting all-stars and local Prissy Princesses, to give a final Prissy Princess report about what he had learned during the week.  It was a group project and he was partnered with Little Miss Polina and Little Miss Ameera, who wore a pretty pink and white headscarf that matched the Prissy Princess school dress perfectly.

The topic assigned to the group  was on the importance of Prissy Princess Polite Correctness, Diversity, and Inclusivity.  The three took turns and talked extensively about how much they had learned from each other and the rest of the Prissy Princess All-Stars from around the world during the week. 

They talked about how each one of them was a perfectly unique snowflake and just as special and unique as their Prissy Princess special unique titles were but how they were all united together in following the ways of the PPCC. To the delight of a beaming and proud Mrs. McCoy, they concluded their presentation,  “We may come from different countries and have different colored skin,” Little Miss Polina said.

“We may have been raised in different faiths,” Little Miss Ameera said.

“We may have come to the Prissy Princess Correctional Club for different reasons,” Little Miss Shawna said.

They continued to take turns speaking, “We may have different strengths and weaknesses.”

“Some of us are a little more slim and waifish and some of us a little less.”

“Some of us are a little more ditzy and vacant and some of us a little less.”

“Some of us are more sweet and yielding and nice like xylose and some of us are still a little more hard and rough.” 

Junior Miss Tiana nodded and smiled with approval at that part.

“Some of our images are more kawaii and twee and cute and some of us a little less.”

“But the important thing is.”

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“We’re all Prissy Princesses helping each other together.”

“So if we include everyone no matter what we look like.”

“No matter where we’re perfect and where we need to improve.”

“And treat everyone with perfect Prissy Princess Polite Correctness and respect.”

“Then we can achieve perfect Prissy Princess harmony.”

All three spoke the final lines together, “So no matter how different we may seem from the outside, we can all come together and help each other follow the Prissy Princess Guidebook.  That way, we can all think and feel and act exactly the same, like perfect Prissy Princceses. That’s what Prissy Princess diversity, inclusivity, and PPPC is all about!”

The three curtsied and beamed with pride as the entire class applauded them.  The three hugged and took their seats so the next report could begin. 

The next day Shawna was absolutely shaking with excitement and delight.  In the gymnasium locker room Junior Miss Tiana had to help him don his Cuddleball uniform and protective gear because he had no experience with the equipment and was too ditzy with exhaustion and anticipation to figure it out.

As Tiana finished dressing him, breathing heavily from helping multiple Prissy Princesses including Shawna to inflate their protective padding, he complimented him and his partners for their report. 

Shawna smiled in happiness at the positive attention and turned to his two partners who were helping each other inflate their pads.  “Thank you so much, Little Miss Ameera.  Thank you so much, Little Miss Polina.  You were the best partners ever!”

“We couldn’t have done it without you, Little Miss Shawna!” Ameera said.

“Thank you, Little Miss Shawna!” Polina replied as well.

Shawna turned back to Junior Miss Tiana and hugged him tightly.  He looked up at his role model with nothing but pure admiration and awe and made a horrible error.  “And we could never have done so well without your help too, Little Miss Tiana!”

There were gasps.  All activity in the locker room froze and there was a sudden chill in the air.  In horror Shawna covered his mouth with his hands, desperate to have the words back.  “No, I’m sorry, I meant Jun…”  Tiana’s trembling finger pointed at him, a disbelieving and shocked look in his eyes. Shawna fell silent.  Around the room every Prissy Princess All-Star stood in that same pointing pose with that same look of shock in their eyes.

“Prissy Princess Bad Behavior,” Tiana said in a quavering voice.  The rest of the all-stars repeated the words.

Mrs. McCoy stood looking down on him, a look of severe but sad disappointment in her eyes. “Shawna, you know what you did.”

Shawna stood shaking with emotion. His face showed a horrible pained frown and a trembling lower lip.  His head fell in complete defeat and he stared down at the ground as his tears began to fall. His self-esteem was crushed.  He felt like he was six inches tall.  He couldn’t believe what he’d done. 

They all heard the regal fanfare that meant it was time to enter the Cuddleball Coliseum.   

The Cuddleball spectators were shocked and confused when instead of happily skipping onto the playing surface the Prissy Princess All-Stars entered the gymnasium in a subdued manner.  Some were holding each other’s hands and consoling each other, their tender Prissy Princess feelings clearly in a state of distress. 

Behind them all Mrs. McCoy led a horribly distraught Little Miss Shawna by the hand to the center of the gymnasium directly by the cuddleball pedestal.  A Champion Girl brought her a folding chair and a microphone.  The gymnasium fell totally silent as Mrs. McCoy spoke, “Little Miss Shawna has engaged in Prissy Princess Bad Behavior.  He has lost his Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes Bronze Status, and as such is no longer eligible to participate in the World Participation Cup of Cuddleball.”

Shawna sobbed as his bronze Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes ribbon, the symbol of one of his most significant Prissy Princess achievements, was removed from his sash. His Cuddleball uniform pink pleated skirt was pulled up.  His frilly white panties were pulled down.  He took his place over Mrs. McCoy’s lap with the entire school and visiting guests watching.  The microphone was placed in front of his mouth and he was forced to announce what he did and apologize in front of everyone.

“I referred to Junior Miss Tiana as Little Miss Tiana.  I violated PPPC by not showing proper due respect to a Prissy Princess Tween Supreme.  The words we use matter very much. I’m very sorry,” he concluded.

The spanking began.  Shawna sobbed but not from the physical pain.  He was in anguish at his own stupidity and carelessness.  He was angry that he had let his Prissy Princess All-Star friends down, especially Junior Miss Tiana.  He was devastated that he was still not going to get to participate in Cuddleball like he had dreamed of.  All this was because of one stupid, careless, unintentional violation of PPPC. He had gone from Prissy Princess All-Star to a snivelling, crying wreck being punished and shamed with the whole world there to see.

When his spanking was complete he was led with his panties still around his ankles to a pink sandpaper stool and forced to sit facing the corner so he wouldn’t even get to watch the festivities in the Cuddleball Coliseum.  He was handed his copy of the Prissy Princess Correctional Club Guidebook and told to re-read the chapter on PPPC. 

He sat primly and dead still as all Prissy Princesses learned to do on the painful seat.  Shawna cried as he turned the pages of the book he had already fully memorized and loved with all of his little heart. 

When the regal fanfare played to announce the start of Dolly Catch, instead of the sound of dolls fluttering through the air and happy giggles of delight, he heard something else.

“But I don’t wanna participate without Little Miss Shawna,” a voice said.

“He’s never gotten to play before,” another whined.

Shawna stopped reading and froze.

“He doesn’t have anyone to participate with at his school, this is his only chance.”

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“He was just being ditzy, he loves PPPC more than anyone. Let him participate, Pretty Prissy Princess Please.”

Shawna stopped crying.  He couldn’t believe what was happening.  His friends were standing up for him, clearly risking spankings and Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes status demotions of their own.  He loved his Prissy Princess All-Star friends with all of his heart.  None of the boys he ever knew when he was still uncorrected would ever do anything like this for him.  Nevertheless, he knew they were wasting their breath. Violating PPPC could absolutely not be excused. 

From his corner, he spoke loudly so everyone could hear, “No, please don’t do this! The Prissy Princess Guidebook says being ditzy is never an excuse for Prissy Princess Bad Behavior.  Prissy Princesses are always ditzy, if they could use ditziness as an excuse they would have an excuse for anything.” He heard the protests cease.

He went back to reading. He heard the doors to the gymnasium open and close and nearby he heard voices explaining what was going on.  He continued to sniffle and cry as he read. 

All of a sudden he felt a hand on his left shoulder, rubbing it warmly to console him.  And then he felt a hand on his right shoulder, rubbing and consoling.

The hands withdrew, and from behind him on his left in a familiar British accented voice he heard a defiant shout, “LET HIM PLAY!”

From behind him on his right he heard an identical shout in an identical voice, “LET HIM PLAY!”

In stereo behind him he heard the two voices join together and begin to chant, “LET HIM PLAY! LET HIM PLAY! LET HIM PLAY!”  In moments all of the spectators joined in. 

His heart felt like it was going to explode from his chest.  Tears of joy instead of grief and humiliation came to his eyes. His tender Prissy Princess feelings were completely overcome with love and adoration.  His Knights In Shining Armor had come to save their favorite little Ditzy Damsel.  The Twin Tormentors were back from Space Camp and here to save the day. 

As the crowd chanted the one on his left picked him up off the stool.  The one on his right pulled his panties back into place.  The triplets hugged, “I love you! I love you! I love you! Best mates forever!” Shawna shouted. 

He looked to the one on his left, “Thank you so much, Miss Diane.”

He turned to the one on his right, “Thank you so much, Miss Karen.”

Diane, the one on the right, pulled up her shirt to show him the mark.  “What a ditz you are, Dolly Destroyer.”

Karen, the one on the left, added, “Wow, Shawny, we come all this way to watch your first Cuddleball match, find you up to your neck in a proper mess of trouble, and you don’t even recognize your best mates?!”

Shawna blushed at the very rare miss and repeated his thanks to the correct girl this time. Luckily, that light hearted teasing they gave him was the extent of their reprisal ever since they had promised to stop bullying him.

Karen and Diane led him back to the center of the Cuddleball Coliseum.  Mrs. McCoy regained control of the crowd of students.  The gymnasium was silent as Mrs. McCoy pronounced her judgement.  “I’m sorry, Little Miss Shawna, and I’m sorry everyone.  But Little Miss Shawna absolutely may not participate. The rules set forth in the International Cuddleball Convention make it very clear that Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes status is an absolute requirement to participate in the World Participation Cup of Cuddleball.  However, I don’t think there would be any harm in allowing him to watch.  I’m confident he’s learned his lesson.”

Karen and Diane put their hands on their hips and looked at her crossly.  There were some mutterings from the bleachers.  Little Miss Shawna, however, could totally understand.  The teacher could not let the inmates run the asylum, it would be chaos.  He decided to take what he could get.  He bravely put a smile on his face. He urged the other Prissy Princess All-Stars to have fun and told them he would love to cheer them on.  He moved to the bleachers with the twins and took a seat near Baby Miss Antonia.  Baby Miss Antonia was glumly staring at the ground feeling sorry for himself and had completely ignored the entire outburst.  If anything he was glad to see the insufferable Little Miss Shawna as upset and humiliated as he felt all of the time in this insane school.  Little Miss Shawna spoke to him, “Now I know how you feel, Baby Miss Antonia.  It stinks not being able to participate.  You’ll pass your Prissy Princess Potty Training someday, I know it.”  Baby Miss Antonia shook his head, rolled his eyes again, and then ignored him.

The Prissy Princess All-Stars moved back into position again, but before participation could commence Junior Miss Tiana walked back to his mother and teacher Mrs. McCoy along the sideline.  “Mommy,” he said, “I did Prissy Princess Bad Behavior too. As a Prissy Princess Tween Supreme it was my job to be a good role model.  If someone as nice and well behaved as Little Miss Shawna could screw up something as simple and important as PPPC, it means I must have not done a good enough job.”  He reached to his Prissy Princess Tween Supreme sash and removed his Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes platinum ribbon and handed it to his mother.  “And I don’t deserve to call myself a Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes if I let down my friends.”

His mother smiled down at him in pride and pulled him in for a close hug.  In several moments all of the rest of the Prissy Princess All-Stars were lined up behind him to do the same.

“What’s happening?” Karen asked.

“What’s the point?” Diane pondered.

But Shawna understood exactly what was happening.   His heart was beating out of his chest once more.  He loved his Prissy Princess friends.  They would do anything for him, even sacrifice Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes status.  They were giving Mrs. McCoy a way out without having to break any of the rules agreed to by the Prissy Princess Board of Directors.

When all of the Prissy Princess Goody Two-Shoes had turned in their ribbons, Mrs. McCoy addressed the gymnasium yet again.  “I’m sad to announce that since there are no qualifying participants present, the first World Participation Cup of Cuddleball must be cancelled. We’ll try again next year.  But our Prissy Princess All-Star guests didn’t get to participate in our intramural game yesterday, and they’re here already all dressed up and ready for participation. I don’t see why we can’t have a second intramural game instead.  After sound spankings all around for Prissy Princess Bad Behavior of course!”