Cinderella was now 75 years old.After a fulfilling life with the now dead
Prince, she happily sat upon her rocking chair, watching the world go by
from her front porch, with a cat called Alan for companionship. One sunny
afternoon, out of nowhere, appeared the Fairy Godmother. Cinderella said
"Fairy Godmother, what are you doing here after all these years?" The
Fairy Godmother replied "Well Cinderella, since you have lived a good, wholesome
life since we last met, I have decided to grant you 3 wishes. Is there
anything for which your heart still yearns?" Cinderella is taken aback,
overjoyed and after some thoughtful consideration and almost under her
breath she uttered her first wish: "I wish I was wealthy beyond
comprehension." Instantly, her rocking chair was turned into solid gold.
Cinderella was stunned. Alan, her old faithful cat, jumped off her lap and
scampered to the edge of the porch, quivering with fear. Cinderella said
"Oh thank you, Fairy Godmother". The Fairy Godmother replied "It is the
least I can do. What does your heart wish for your second wish?" Cinderella
looked down at her frail body, and said: "I wish I was young and full of the
beauty of youth again". At once, her wish having been desired, became reality,
and her beautiful youthful visage had returned. Cinderella felt stirrings
inside her that had been dormant for years and long forgotten vigour and
vitality began to course through her very soul. Then the Fairy Godmother again
spoke "You have one more wish, what shall you have?" Cinderella looked over to
the frightened cat in the corner and said: "I wish you to transform Alan my
old cat into a beautiful and handsome young man". Magically, Alan suddenly
underwent so fundamental a change in his biological make-up, that when
complete he stood before her, a boy, so beautiful the like of which she
nor the world had ever seen, so fair indeed that birds begun to fall from
the sky at his feet. the Fairy Godmother again spoke: "Congratulations,
Cinderella. Enjoy your new life." And, with a blazing shock of bright
blue electricity,she was gone. For a few eerie moments, Alan and Cinderella
looked into each other's eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the
most stunningly perfect boy she had ever seen. Then Alan walked over to
Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her rocking chair, and held her close
in his young muscular arms. He leant in close to her ear, and into her ear
breathed as much as whispered, blowing her golden hair with his warm
breath,
"I bet you regret having my b*llocks chopped off now, don't you?"
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