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Cinderello or the Sad prince
By Sylvia Wechsel
Once upon a time, in a distant kingdom, there was a sad little
crossdresser. The poor crossdresser, though, had not always been sad.
His fondest memories were of his mother dressing him, in secret, as a
little girl, since her utmost desire was to have a little daughter and
not a little son. These (literally) rose moments, however, came to an
end when he was five years old and she died.
His father, who didn't even suspect these clandestine activities,
married a mature widow, who had two sons from her first marriage. His
stepbrothers were older, taller and stronger than the little
crossdresser. The little crossdresser, not understanding well why,
started dressing up in hiding, first with the clothes his mother used
on him, but soon he grew too large and he started to wear some of his
mother's clothes, which he managed to steal from his stepmother's
wardrobe. Some years later his father also passed away, leaving him
alone with his stepmother and the two monstrous stepbrothers.
Soon after that the two boys disclosed the little crossdresser's
secret. They already knew for a long time that the boy was dressing up
as a little girl in hiding, but being the cowards they were, they
kept the secret until the boy's last protector died, in order to
humiliate him. The boy's stepmother, disgusted about what she
discovered, said that since he enjoyed so much dressing as a woman, he
would start to be treated as one and should do all the house services.
She dismissed all employees and, from this day on, the little
crossdresser began wearing dresses, make-up and was transformed into
the family's maid and servant. With the time the stepmother even
bought a very nice French maid dress for him to wear during his
duties.
His life turned into hell on earth. During some time, for example, his
stepbrothers decided it was fun to rape him (both, in sequence) every
day. Thanks God they soon grew "tired" of that "play" and left him in
relative peace. Many years more went by and finally the stepmother
decided he could wear (ironically) regular male clothes during his
spare time, while on duty he should wear the French maid dress.
About the same time, in the same kingdom, there was a sad prince. The
prince was sad because he wanted so much to be a father, but
unfortunate events regarding his uncle, his aunt and the identity of
his cousin's real father convinced him that all women were cheaters.
So the sad prince was consumed with the certainty that any woman he
would marry would have an affair with the first of the castle's guards
she met and he would end up raising someone's son or daughter as his
own. He could not simply have sex with a woman and arrest her until
she gave clear signs of being pregnant (it was not THAT kind of
kingdom). So he had no clue how to solve his dilemma.
The prince's father, the king, with all his sensitivity, decided it
was time for the prince to marry, no matter what he desired. Therefore
he arranged a giant three days ball and decreed that all the subjects
in the realm should attend (since it was not THAT kind of kingdom, he
could not simply invite only the young women, he had to invite
everybody in the hope that all the young women would come).
When the news about the ball came to the little crossdresser's home,
he got happy. He thought this was the opportunity to get out of that
hated house and maybe find a fianc?e to marry him. His stepmother and
stepbrothers could not continue his humiliations if a fourth person
got involved and so the little crossdresser dressed his best (male)
clothes and prepared to attend the ball. Soon after that his
stepbrothers discovered his plans. They started to laugh, saying that
the ball was no place for a fag like him and forcefully ripped of his
clothes and dressed him into one of his oldest dresses. After that
they made a pile with all his male clothes and lit a fire. If he
wanted to attend the ball, he should go dressed as a woman.
His stepbrothers let him alone crying and went to the ball, with the
explicit intent to get some of the chicks to bed. The little
crossdresser kept crying, alone, in his room. His hopes were shattered
and he would never get free from his torment. After some time he fell
asleep. In his dream he saw an old lady (actually she looked more like
some weird drag queen) who said she was his fairy Godmother and that
he would surely attend the ball.
When he woke up, he learned that this was no dream. The fairy
Godmother was indeed there at his side. With a spell she turned him
into the most beautiful girl in the world. The little crossdresser now
had golden flocks of hair extending until his waist, a delicate face,
tiny nose and full red lips. She was wearing the most fancy make up
and his body was the epitome of the ideal young lady, particularly
with the large breast, thin waist and enormous butt. The shabby dress
he was wearing morphed into the most elegant ball gown, with the skirt
filled with several layers of petticoats underneath, and he found
himself wearing crystal shoes with five centimeters heels. The size of
his feet was impossibly small and he guessed that his feet now was
barely over 10 centimeters long, from heel to toe, whose nail, by the
way, was painted in bright red, like all his other foot nails. His
hands were as delicate as his feet and ended in very long nails, also
painted in red. He quickly raised the skirt and the several layers of
petticoats to be sure of something he already suspected. He was
wearing panties, but, more important than that, there was no sign of
his dick. The fairy really turned him into a complete girl!
The fairy gave him earrings, bracelets, rings and a very fancy
necklace, which she put all on the (now) young lady. Still in shock
about what have happened, the little crossdresser (the young lady)
asked how he (she) should go to the ball, surprising him(her)self with
his (now) soft and high pitched voice. The fairy godmother led him
(her) to the front of his (her) house and, before his (her) eyes,
turned the old VW beetle from his (her) father into an elegant
limousine and the house dog into the chauffeur. This was not what the
little crossdresser (the young lady) had in mind. His original plan,
to find a fianc?e, would be impossible to fulfill, but he (she)
quickly decided that since there was no other way, he (she) would
simply enjoy the party.
The fairy Godmother told the young lady that the spell would wear out
on midnight, so she should leave the ball before that, unless she
wanted to be transformed into the little crossdresser in front of all
people. With that the young lady entered in the limousine, whose door
had been opened by the former house dog. On the way to the castle she
asked him what was his name and he answered it was Jarvis. "Typical",
she thought. When they arrived in the castle, she waited until Jarvis
opened her door and gave her his hand to help her out of the
limousine.
She entered in the ballroom and all eyes turned towards her, not
knowing who was that girl. Soon the little crossdresser's stepbrothers
approached and started a conversation, each one trying to be more
polite than the other. Secretly the young lady enjoyed the way that
both monsters were treating her, with respect, and began to build a
plan to get even with both of them, maybe making them fall in love for
her and, perhaps, kill themselves in a duel, or something like that.
The vengeance plans were interrupted, however, by the prince, who
quickly arrived to ask her to dance. The prince was very handsome and
the young lady became fascinated by him, as well as he was evidently
fascinated for her. The king, watching this at distance, was so happy
that his son was showing interest to a lady that he didn't even care
who was that girl.
They danced all night long, until it was 23:30. The young lady asked
the prince to get her a drink and when he was distracted she quickly
went out of the ballroom, entered into the limousine and asked Jarvis
to bring her home. They arrived moments before midnight and soon she
watched the limousine and Jarvis become the old VW and the house dog.
She, herself, turned into the little crossdresser and her dress became
the old shabby dress he was wearing. He went to his room and began
crying out of despair for his situation, but after he fell asleep he
had nice dreams with the prince.
Next day, wearing the French maid dress again, he overheard his
stepbrother talking about the mysterious young lady who came to the
ball and vanished, as mysteriously as she arrived. The offensive words
they used hurt him more than when they used to rape him, especially
when they spoke of the prince. He wished to have access to a tape
recorder, in order to show that to the castle's guards, hoping they
would be arrested for treason, or something similar. They finished the
conversation by asking whether the young lady would come for the
second day or not. Secretly the little crossdresser wished that the
fairy Godmother would come back that day too.
After everybody left to the ball, he dressed himself in the same
shaggy dress of the previous day. The fairy Godmother didn't appear,
but soon he was magically transformed into the young lady again. The
earrings, bracelets, rings and necklace, which magically disappeared
when he turned back into the little crossdresser, appeared once again.
She went outside the house to meet Jarvis and the limousine. Compared
to the previous day, she was happier. She couldn't wait to meet the
prince once again. The young lady didn't notice that, but she was
already in love.
When she entered the ballroom the prince came almost running towards
her. He asked why she left in such a hurry in the previous day, and
she lied, telling that her father wanted her to be back home before
midnight. The prince wanted to know her name and she had to imagine
something quickly. She decided her name would be Chiara and the prince
said this was most appropriate, since her name meant "the beautiful
one". She blushed, it was not her intention when she selected that
name at random, but she liked the compliment. They danced a lot and,
from distance, Chiara observed the little crossdresser's brothers,
boiling in jealousy. Not even they, however, would be so stupid to try
to steal the prince's "pray".
After one hour or so the prince said he wanted a break and led Chiara
to one of the castle's balconies. The subjects, which were there, left
as soon as they noticed the prince wanted some privacy. Chiara was
pretty well aware of what the prince wanted, but played the innocent
fool, allowing him to bring her to a hidden spot at the balcony. As
soon as they were alone, the prince took her in his arms and kissed
her, Chiara was in the seventh heaven. She had already forgotten who
she really was and was lost in dreams about marrying the prince. This
went on for a time while they were not kissing the prince opened his
heart for her, telling the reason of his sadness. Chiara assured that
she would be totally faithful to him. She wished to continue forever,
but the words of the fairy Godmother kept coming to her mind. Close to
23:30 she said she wanted to go to the restroom and left the balcony.
She slipped away, went to the limousine and found Jarvis with a bag
full of bones he collected in the kitchen, saying it was for the dog.
They returned home, just in time for the transformation. As before the
little crossdresser came to his room and began crying, but as he
slept, he dreamed of the prince once again, only this time he was
Chiara and was marrying him.
The third day the story repeated itself. The little crossdresser's
stepbrothers were furious and he enjoyed seeing them feeling
powerless. The offenses where bitterer and the little crossdresser
feared that they would do something really stupid that night, but he
trusted on their cowardice and dismissed that thought. After everybody
went to the ball, the little crossdresser transformed again into
Chiara, leaving the house with Jarvis and the limousine towards the
castle.
Once again, when she entered the ballroom, the prince came running
towards her and this time he kissed her in front of all guests. This
time the prince didn't spend time dancing, he quickly brought her to
the balcony and resumed kissing her, while his hands proved every spot
in her body. After half an hour of that and Chiara was already in the
clouds. The prince easily lead her to one of the castle's sleeping
rooms and closed the door. Even before that Chiara was already
undressing, and soon they were both naked over the bed.
Chiara had decided that since this was her last day as a woman, that
she would enjoy everything she could. The prince continued kissing and
caressing her and soon after that he approached his rock hard penis
from her vagina. As he penetrated her, they both felt her hymen
breaking with a "pop" sound. She silently thanked the fairy Godmother
for not translating the little crossdresser's rape into a lost
virginity. The prince was evidently happy for that proof that she was
a virgin, and soon after that they both had their orgasms. They
remained in bed and soon they were napping. Chiara woke 23:55. She was
in a hurry, she had to get away spinning fast. She quickly put her
dress on, the best she could, and then she saw the crystal shoes. She
realized that if she wanted to to run, she couldn't wear those heels.
She tried to pick them with her fingers, but the long fingernails made
this simple task quite difficult. The clock started the first of the
12 strokes to midnight, but just as she was ready to leave, the
prince woke up and said "wait". She panicked and in the hurry, she
left one of the shoes fall on the ground. She couldn't return to get
the shoe and ran out the door to find Jarvis already running the
motor.
The prince picked up that shoe from the ground, with a strange feeling
of "deja vu". He looked outside the window and saw Chiara entering in
the limousine and leaving in a hurry. They disappeared in the distance
just in time for the 12th bellstroke. The prince decided he would
spend all his efforts to find Chiara again and marry her.
The little crossdresser arrived at his home driving the VW beetle,
with the dog sitting on the passenger's seat. This time, however, the
dress didn't turn back (it was damaged by the transformation, but it
was still the same dress) and he still had the remaining shoe as well
as the earring, the bracelets, the rings and the necklace. Silently he
thanked the fairy Godmother and went to his room. This time he didn't
cry.
Three months went by and news of the prince's quest ran through all
country. Nobody had information about that elusive lady and the prince
even tried the old trick of making all women in the kingdom probe that
shoe. It was, however, so small that only little children could put
their feet on it and the prince was sure that Chiara was no young
child. The little crossdresser during all this time continued his
torment, but kept a growing secret for himself.
In despair the prince ran all homes in the kingdom, including those
without young females, seeking information about Chiara. One day he
arrived at the little crossdresser's home. As he saw the prince
arriving, he quickly hid himself in his room. The prince inquired his
stepbrothers and his stepmother, who obviously had no clue about the
whereabouts of Chiara, and when he was about to leave, the little
crossdresser came out of his room, He was wearing the dress, the
earrings, the bracelets, the ring and the necklace. He got all his
courage and declared he was Chiara. The stepbrothers began to laugh,
but the little crossdresser said he wanted to try the shoe.
The prince was doubtful, but something told him he should believe that
strange statement, maybe the fact that the weird guy was dressed like
Chiara and had the remaining shoe in his hand. He leaned in front of
the little crossdresser and just as he approached the shoe from the
left foot, which was clearly twice as large than the shoe, this
magically shrank and turned into a more delicate shape, the nails
turned into a bright red color and as the prince finished putting the
shoe in that delicate foot he raised his eyes, and saw Chiara smiling
at him. The dress, damaged by the oversized little crossdresser's
body, also repaired himself through magic. Chiara was still smiling at
the prince, when she saw he became serious and made a movement to take
out the shoe once again. Chiara screamed "no, wait!", but just after
she finished saying that the shoe was out of her foot. Only this time
she didn't transform back into the little crossdresser. It seemed that
the transformation, this time, was permanent.
The prince stood up, took her int his arms and kissed her in front of
everybody. Chiara put the second shoe on, completing the figure she
had during the ball. She wouldn't use those shoes, though, at least in
that occasion. The prince took her in his lap and brought her out of
that home. When she was leaving she quickly looked at the little
crossdresser's stepmother and stepbrothers and saw they were thinking,
probably meditating about all the evil they did to the future prince's
wife.
Later that evening, in bed, after sex, of course, Chiara said to the
prince:
-"You do realize that you were my first man?"
(without being forced, she silently completed the phrase)
-"Yes", he answered.
Then she continued:
-"You realize also that during all the time since the ball, I was
transformed back into my male body and my vagina was substituted by my
penis, so I couldn't have sex with any other male, at least as a
woman, you agree?"
The prince was not happy to be reminded that Chiara was in fact a
weird guy wearing dresses, magically transformed into a beautiful
girl, but he answered:
-"Yes, I do!"
Then she completed:
- "When I transformed back last time to my male body, some parts
didn't transform back with me. Deep inside I sensed that not only the
dress and the jewelry remained in the magical female form."
The prince, still upset because she insisted in reminding him of her
male past, kept silent and then she said:
- "During these three months I have been feeling sick in the morning,
had strange tastes for some weird food combinations, felt my nipples
tender and was slowly gaining weight".
The prince heard that, without understanding what Chiara wanted to
say, and he answered:
-"And... so what?"
Then she smiled and said:
-"Silly, this means I'm pregnant!"
And so they lived happily thereafter until the end of their days.
THE END
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