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Staring up at the night sky, stars visible through the treetops, Lumpy Space Princess reflects on the day's events. She had spent the entire day adventuring with Finn and Jake. Over the years, the three of them had become close friends. Thoughts invade her mind regarding what initially compelled her to spend so much with them, but she does her best to push the tormentors away. She was in love with Finn. And she is still in love with Finn. No! she thinks angrily at herself. It's never going to happen. He just isn't attracted to her, and why would he be? She's no Princess Bubblegum.

LSP had hoped, once, that she could win Finn's affections by maturing herself from within. She began helping the less fortunate, developed a stronger relationship with her parents and focused her energy on making Lumpy Space a more prosperous region. She even took fighting lessons in order to hold her own against evil and villains, hoping to impress him. But alas, Finn still only viewed her as a friend.

Suddenly overwhelmed with sadness, LSP sobs, "What is wrong with me? I am never going to find love! Why can't I just stop loving him?" Just then, a shooting star catches her eye - a streak of cerulean light shines brightly against the darkened sky. "I wish," she begins, knowing that wishing on a star won't make things any better. But what else could she do? "I wish that someone would love me! Is that too much to ask? I want to be me, I want to be beautiful, and I want to be loved!" Then burying her face in her arms, she continues sobbing until she falls asleep.

LSP awakes the next morning with a chill, thinking she must have slipped out of her sleeping bag sometime during the night. Wrapping her arms around her body for warmth, she notices something very strange - her body has changed overnight! "Oh my glob!" she shouts in horror. Gasping, she covers her mouth with her hands and whispers, "And what happened to my voice?" This was not her usual deep voice, but rather light and gentle.

Rising from the ground, it takes her a moment to find balance on her new two feet. Examining herself the best she can without a mirror, she glides her hands across her smooth skin, trying to assess how this happened. Did a warlock pass through and curse her? Could she still be asleep and this is only a dream? Maybe someone has turned her into a lab rat for some science experiment. Bubblegum may have answers for her if the latter is the case. She decides that's who she'll turn to for help first.

But I can't let anyone see me like this, she worries, frowning upon her naked figure. Cutting the end off her sleeping bag, she pulls it up to her armpits like a mini-dress, its length barely reaching the top of her thighs. The stuffed material reminds her of her lumps - an asset she already misses.

Flying proves difficult in this new form, so she treks most of the journey to the Candy Kingdom on foot, though that isn't much easier. "Finally!" she sighs as she approaches Princess Bubblegum's palace. She manages to slip through the kingdom and into the palace unseen.

Sneaking through the corridors, LSP first looks for Bubblegum in her bedroom, but it's no good. Bubblegum isn't there; however, she knows where to look next - the laboratory, and this time she's successful. "Oh, thank glob, PB!" she cries. "You have to help me. I -" She stops short when she realizes there's someone else in the room. "Finn, what are you doing here?" In spite of her feelings for Finn, he's the last person she wants to see at the moment. Not only because he's with Bubblegum, with whom everyone knows he's desperately in love, but also because LSP didn't want anyone to see her like this, especially him. She can already see his eyes moving up and down her disfigured body, no doubt disgusted by her lack of lumps.

"Do I know you, miss?" he asks politely.

LSP's eyes widen. "Finn! You don't recognize me? It's me, LSP."

"What?" Finn and Bubblegum ask simultaneously. Then Finn continues, "It was only yesterday that we were kicking monster butt together, and you definitely didn't look like... well, like... like this!" His arms gesture at her entirety.

Tears stream down LSP's face as she whimpers her explanation between gasps for breath, "I. Don't. Know. What. Happened. I woke up looking like this!"

"Come, LSP," says Bubblegum kindly. "Let's get you into some clothes. You can borrow something of mine."

A few minutes later, they're in Bubblegum's bedroom trying on outfit after outfit, but nothing will fit her; everything is too tight around LSP's bust. Growling irritably, LSP throws yet another dress to the floor. "Don't you own anything with spandex?" she grumbles.

"Sorry," apologizes Bubblegum. Then, smiling and snapping her fingers, she disappears into her closet and reappears just as quickly holding a large pink nightgown.

LSP winces when she sees the gown. "What is that?"

"These are my lounging pajamas. I wear them on rainy days, sick days, pretty much any day that I don't leave the palace."

LSP takes the garment from Bubblegum, holding it away from her like a dirty diaper. Reluctantly slipping it over her head, she's somewhat relieved that something finally fits her, though it is still a little snug.

Their attentions turn toward the bedroom door when they hear a light tapping on the wood. "Can I come in now?" Finn asks, his voice muffled.

"Yes, Finn," announces Bubblegum.

Finn enters slowly, sheepishly shuffling his feet toward the pair of women. "You look..." he pauses, moving his eyes up and down her body again. "You look really nice, LSP," he compliments her.

Finn is always too nice to me, LSP thinks sadly. He can't even stop looking at my hideous shape. She studies herself in Bubblegum's floor length mirror. This new body is slender, but with large breasts and a rounded butt. Her bright violet hair falls loosely past her shoulders, hanging just above her waistline. Her royal yellow star is partially hidden behind strands of her silky locks, but it shines brightly against her pale lavender skin. "Nice?" she sobs. "This is terrible! Where are my sexy lumps? And listen to my voice! It's not sultry anymore - it's girly!"

"No," he protests. "You're still lumpy and sexy, and your voi-" He quickly stops talking, apparently embarrassed by something he's just said. He continues bashfully, "And I like your new voice too. It's... soft."

LSP's eyes glisten joyfully as she turns her tear-stained countenance toward him. "You really think so, Finn?" She isn't sure whether he's just being nice, or if this body is something he actually finds attractive.

"Of course," interjects Bubblegum. "You're what people call, well-endowed, voluptuous, curvy. Many men find that sexy."

LSP guffaws, "Of course you think I'm beautiful, PB. I'm young, and you're old."

Bubblegum's face sours as she retorts defensively, "I'm only twenty-five."

"Really?" LSP asks, raising her eyebrows in astonishment. "Well, I know of this amazing night cream that you should really consider using."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Bubblegum growls, her face altering from pink to red with each passing moment.

"It means that time has not been kind to you, PB. I'm only trying to help!"

"So, LSP," interrupts Finn, trying to disarm the argument by changing the subject, "What do you think happened to you?" His attempt seems to work for the moment.

"I've thought about it over and over, but I can't make any sense of it," LSP explains. "I thought maybe someone did an experiment on me, and that PB might be able to reverse it."

"Reverse it?" Finn exclaims. "Why?"

"Why not?" LSP shouts. "Look at me, Finn. I'm atrocious!"

"No you're not!" he almost shouts at her. But he continues more softly, "You're beautiful." LSP thought she could see a hint of a blush spreading across his cheeks.

"So earlier you weren't just trying to make me feel better? You really think I'm beautiful?"

He nods. "You're beautiful inside and out."

"Yes, yes, yes. Everyone is beautiful," pipes Bubblegum impatiently. "Now let's get back to the lab and examine your symptoms more closely."

LSP sits dutifully as Bubblegum inspects and prods almost every inch of her body with either scientific or medical tools - she can't tell the difference. "Okay, PB! You can lump off now. Sheesh!"

"Did you find anything, PB?" Finn asks.

"Well, she's a very healthy humanoid. I didn't see anything unusual... except for one thing."

"What?" LSP and Finn ask, their tones filled with intense curiosity.

"Stardust," she answers simply.

"Stardust?" asks Finn, creasing his brow.

"Yes. I found a few sprinkles of blue stardust in LSP's hair."

And just like that, everything became clear to LSP. "Oh. My. Glob." The wish she made on the shooting star last night had come true.

Thank you for reading. This is my first attempt ever at writing fanfiction.