 Cinderella
is now 75 years old. After a fulfilling life with the now dead Prince,
she happily sits upon her rocking chair, watching the world go by from
her front porch, with a cat named Bob 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, "Cinderella, you have lived an exemplary life
since I last saw you. Is there anything for which your heart still yearns?"
Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed, and after some thoughtful consideration,
and almost under her breath she uttered her first wish: "I wish I
were wealthy beyond comprehension."
Instantly, her rocking chair
was turned into solid gold. Cinderella was stunned. Bob, 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 want for your second wish?"
Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said: "I wish I were
young and full of the beauty of youth again."
At once, her wish became
reality, and her beautiful youthful visage returned. Cinderella felt stirrings
inside her that had been dormant for years. A long forgotten vigor and
vitality began to course through her. 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 for you
to transform Bob, my old cat, into a kind and handsome young man."
Magically, Bob suddenly
underwent so fundamental a change in his biological make-up, that when
complete he stood before her, a man, so beautiful the likes of which neither
she nor the world had ever seen, so fair indeed that birds began 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, Bob and Cinderella looked into each other's eyes. Cinderella
sat, breathless, gazing at the most stunningly perfect man she had ever
seen. Then Bob walked over to Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her rocking
chair and held her close in his young muscular arms. He leaned in close,
blowing her golden hair with his warm breath as he whispered, "I
bet you regret having me neutered now, don't you?" |
