Fractured Fairy Tales
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It doesn’t matter what you were doing before, but when you blinked, you were suddenly in the back of a bookstore. You know this bookstore, it’s the one closest to your house, and you’ve been to it plenty of times, though not often in this section, the children’s section.
“What am I doing here?” You ask aloud, looking outside the window to discover it was the middle of the night. That’s when you remember the last thing you were doing was going to bed, and just as you were closing your eyes, you showed up here.
“So, this is a dream?” You wonder aloud, having never had such a lucid dream before. You could even feel the cool of the outside against the glass of the window on your hands…
“It’s not a dream,” you whirl around, startled to see the most beautiful creature you had ever seen. It was clearly human shaped, though you could not imagine any human being so breathtaking, with long black hair and piercing eyes that glowed with a light so fierce that you thought maybe this amazing creature was staring into your very soul. It screamed sex and lust and secret thoughts…but, for some reason, when you first looked at it, you remembered the first time your grandmother put you on her knee and told you a bedtime story.
“I am the Soul of Children’s Tales,” the creature explained, before looking down at its shimmering, lustful self, “or, at least, I was. But then the Soul of Lust came and…cursed me,” the creature averted its eyes and blushed when it said this before regaining its composure, “And now, I am twisted, and with my metamorphoses, all of my tales have been twisted as well. See for yourself.”
She handed you a small book that you were very familiar with called Peter Pan, and when you opened the book you excepted to read heroic tales of flying children and see sweet illustrations of a little girl at a window, but instead…
“Wow,” you whistle, unable to help yourself, “Wendy’s hit puberty in a big way…”
The creature glared at the book distastefully as you skimmed through a few more chapters, reading about, not boys, but men on a strange island being explored by a very busty woman who seemed quite eager to spread her legs for every character in the story, including Caption Hook and Tinker Bell, not to mention what some of those Lost Men were doing to each other, “It is filth,” the creature cursed, “and come tomorrow morning, children everywhere will wake up, and their minds will be flooded with it. I cannot allow this to happen!”
The creature sighed, composed itself, before continuing, “So, I have chosen you to be my champion. I request to you, my champion, to go into the stories and capture the Soul of lust, for it hides in them, quite aware of my rage and seeking to avoid punishment. I don’t know exactly where it hides, so I must ask you to go through as many stories as you can to find it. Also,” the creature hesitated, before continuing, “In case you cannot capture it in time for daylight when the children awake, I ask you to fix every story you can as you go through it, so that not all children tales are ruined come daylight. To do this though, required some personal…sacrifice of ethics.” The creature confessed.
“Being of stories,” you call it, because that’s the best name you could think up for the sexy, salty creature without edging towards insulting, “Though I don’t understand why you chose me, I’ll be happy to help you in any way I can. So, how do I fix the stories?”
“Well, when it comes to curses, rather than all of the story itself being cursed, the soul of lust likes to curse one character in general, and then the influence of that character spreads and deforms the rest of the story. You must find that character, and in order to get out the juices of the curse by-”
“Making the character cum?” you guess, putting the Peter Pan book down.
The creature stares at you blankly, “What? Why would you assume that?”
The words had come naturally to you, but now that you actually had to explain them, you found yourself blushing, “W-well, you said ‘juices’ so I immediately assumed…”
The creature tapped its chin thoughtfully before saying, “Well, I was going to say ‘kill them’, but now that I think about it making them cum will probably work just as well. And, keeping beloved childhood characters alive will probably be better for children tales in the long run. So, yes, do that.”
The creature raised a hand, and suddenly a bright, marvelous portal swirled open behind it, as the creature said, “As I said, I don’t know which story it hides in, so feel free to pick whatever portal you want, however, the next portal won’t open until the story you are in is healed. So, my dear champion, where will you search first?”
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