The Frog Prince's Hair-Raising Predicament

People think that waiting in your tower for a dashing prince to rescue you is romantic. Believe me, that's overrated. I should know. My name is Rapunzel Stiltskin, and for years my father kept me locked in a tower. And then my path unexpectedly crossed that of Arthurian prince Medwin. Medwin is my perfect match. He understands me, and he doesn't freak out when my obscenely long tresses trip him or knock over various items. He also does things to my body that make me ask questions I almost don't dare to answer. Am I a maiden? That's what my father claimed, but if that's the case, I'm not a very maidenly one. Medwin doesn't think I'm female at all, and I believe him, especially when my libido responds to him in such a distinctively male-ahem-way. Now... If only my hair would leave us alone long enough for us to consummate our mating. Wait... Why is Medwin suddenly a frog? Note: This book is written in first-person point of view.