Once upon a time there were three princes. One of the princes was enchanted. A magic wolf put a spell on the prince. The spell was that the prince had to stay a pig until he got married. So the pig tried to look as handsome as he could by putting on a tuxedo, put his hair flat, he brushed his teeth, put cologne on him, and put some deodorant on. Then he went out looking for a lady pig because he knew a fairy that could change the lady pig into a human princess. Finally he found a pig that was a girl at the zoo. The girl pig wants to marry him because she has the same spell as the boy pig has on him. So the boy pig says, “Do you want to marry me?” Then the girl pig says, “Yes, I would love to.” Then the boy pig gives the girl pig an engagement necklace because pigs can’t wear rings, silly. Then they got married. (I should have told you a little while back in the story, but the girl pig was really having a spell on her, but the boy pig didn’t really know that she had a spell on her.) They get married and both of their spells get broken. The boy pig turns into the prince and the girl pig turns into a princess. The prince gets a wish and his wish is he wishes he has a huge tower that’s 1,000 feet big. Because the magic wolf said whenever you have breakin the spell you get a wish. And that’s what he wished for is a 1000 feet big castle. And they lived happily ever after in their 1,000 feet big castle. Oink. Oink. That means the end.