A Cinderella Spell Chapter 6 A Fairy Tale Apocalypse part 2
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"So how much are your vouchers worth then?" an excited Monique asked me
when we got on the bus into town.
"We got ?100 each" I replied.
"I can't wait to see what clothes you pick out for yourself."
"What do you mean? And who says that I'm going to spend them on
clothes?" I asked.
"Come on" she said "You are the girliest girl I have ever met, including
the snobby clique from school. Of course you're going to spend them on
clothes".
She was right. Of course.
I was surprised, surprised that is that I had ten pounds left over when
we were heading back to the bus stop. I had bought a sparkly white, knee
length party dress that flared out at the skirt and had a flimsy, silver
material that draped over the top of the skirt (very girlie), a floaty,
yellow summer dress (and a yellow Alice hair band to go with it) and a
form fitting, black strapless dress that had a pencil skirt (very
mature, although I'm not sure my parents would let me wear it, we shall
see).
We were almost back at the bus stop when we both stopped dead in our
tracks. The shop in front of us was Paris Bridal Boutique. At this
point, our new girly girl factors kicked it up to 11.
"I need to try one on," I said.
"I think you need more than ten pounds in Hight Street vouchers to buy a
wedding dress" Monique said back.
"I never said buy," I reasoned. "Just try one on."
"I would love to, but I don't think they just let random girls walk in
and try on a dress."
"We could say we were getting married, it could be a double wedding,
they can't prove we're not," I suggested.
"I suppose they can only say no," Monique said back.
We stepped into the boutique trying to act like a pair of mature young
ladies who were engaged to be married. We got two steps in before we
were stopped.
"Can I help you two girls?" said a lady in her 50's who clearly worked
there, emphasis on the word 'girls'.
"Yes," Monique piped up. "We are planning a double wedding and we'd like
to have a look at some of your bridal gowns."
"Right," said the lady, clearly not believing us. "Aren't you a little
young to be getting married?"
"We're both eighteen," I lied.
"Well that may be, but we've got appointments in today, so we just don't
have time to help you out," the lady explained. "If you were to come
back with PROOF that you two lovely young ladies are to be wed, then I
will be more than happy to give you an appointment where we can give you
our full attention."
Oh well, that didn't work.
All the way home I kept thinking about wearing a wedding dress. A snowy
white gown, with a huge skirt and train, a tiara and a veil. I just
couldn't get the vision out of my head. I had asked Monique if she could
maybe magic one up for each of us but that was a definite no. It had
taken her weeks to come up with the Cinderella spell that had started
our recent turn of events and she was very reluctant to use magic again
anytime soon since that same spell had accidentally turned me into a
girl.
I got home and showed Mam my purchases. Unsurprisingly, she was very
unsure about my strapless black number and advised me to not let Dad see
it. I went to my room to hang them up in my wardrobe.
I still couldn't get the images of the wedding dresses out of my head.
For crying out loud Dean, I thought to myself. Not much more than a week
ago you were a boy yet you've already been to prom in a ball gown,
competed as a girl in ballroom dancing and lusted after a boy. Now
you're fantasizing about a bloody wedding dress.
I tried to gain some guy points back by playing on the playstation, but
it was no use. All I wanted to do was wear a wedding dress. I had a
thought. Maybe I could and nobody would know.
Firstly, I tried teleporting (hey, I've done all sorts with magic
already accidentally so why not?) and I managed to go from my bedroom,
to the downstairs bathroom and back with no effort whatsoever.
Secondly, I tried turning my TV and playstation on and off with just my
mind. This was also met with success. I could control electronics with a
thought.
Finally I created a ball of light that illuminated my room.
Awesome, my plan was ready.
I waited until 10pm and I told my parents that I was going to bed before
going up to my room.
I used my teleportation spell and found myself in a room that was pitch
black. I used my second spell to disable any electronics before using my
third spell to light up the room.
I was in the middle of the bridal boutique, all by myself. I had the
full run of the shop to try on absolutely anything I wanted. I felt like
I was in heaven.
I went around the place picking a dress of every style that was in my
size. There were ball gowns, mermaid gowns, vintage 50's gowns. They
were sleeveless, tight sleeved, puffy sleeved. I tried gloves, opera
length gloves and fingerless gloves. Veils and tiaras. I had never felt
so happy as I was when I was that night, trying every combination I
could think of. I did make a beautiful bride, even if I thought so
myself. I just wished Monique could have been here with me.
I looked at my watch and saw it was 3am. It was a shame but I was going
to have to get going. I put everything back where I had found it and was
just about to teleport home when I noticed that the back room door was
open a crack and thought I would investigate what was in there.
O. M. G.
It was the most beautiful dress I had ever seen. The skirt was wider
than I was tall. On closer inspection it was held out by a mixture of
petticoats and hoop skirts.
The bodice had a sweetheart neckline and was laced up at the back. The
sleeves were tight on the forearms but ridiculously puffy on the upper
arms, but didn't reach high enough so that the shoulders would be bare.
A delicate tiara was on a podium next to it.
My heart sank when I saw a tag on it indicating that this had been
bought by a girl called Lucy. This was obviously her dream dress, I
couldn't try it on before her could I? But who would know? If she never
found out, she couldn't be upset by it could she?
Before I knew it I was in the dress, with my arms in the sleeves trying
to lace up the back. It was at this point I realised that it was a
little too big for me. Just a thought later and the dress was laced up
and fitting me like a glove. I didn't want to think about how powerful I
must be to just alter things with barely a thought.
The feeling of swishing around in this amazing wedding dress was
incredible. I felt like a princess. To complete the look I grew my hair
out into big, bouncy curls, long enough that the ends of it were resting
on top of the flared out skirts and put on the tiara. Whoever this Lucy
was, she was one lucky girl to be getting married in such a masterpiece.
With regret I decided it really was time to go. It was pushing 4am. I
was just about to go when...
"Hello Beth."
Who was that? Where was it coming from?
"Such a pretty dress you're wearing. Like a fairy princess. Quite
appropriate for what's to come."
"Where are you?" I was freaking out, there was nobody here but me.
"We're in here," it said, "inside this pretty little head of yours. And
now you're ours."
And like that, I lost control. It was like I was dreaming. Almost
floating round. I saw different ladies of all ages. There was a teenager
blonde, two who looked to be in their twenties, one in her forties and
one pensioner. At first they had all greeted me with curious looks but
they soon turned to looks of terror before they disappeared. At one
point I was in a bedroom with Monique's Grandma, she greeted me with a
look of concern before reacting like the others, screaming in terror
before disappearing.
Finally, I saw Monique. She was laughing at me. Why was she laughing at
me. She too soon looked terrified of me. What was wrong with me? She too
vanished into thin air.
I woke up with a start. I was in what looked to be a disused warehouse.
Everyone I had seen in my dreams were there, but they were floating in
mid air, spread eagled and held in place by invisible bonds. All of us
were arranged in a circle with Monique and her Grandma to my right. I
was still wearing the wedding dress and tiara.
What the hell was going on? I tried to ask but my mouth wouldn't open. I
tried to move but couldn't. I was now terrified.
"So we're all here," I heard my voice say. But I wasn't controlling it.
"Beth!" I heard Monique yell to my right. "What are you doing to us?"
What was I doing? I wasn't doing anything. I tried to respond but
couldn't.
"Silly girl," my voice said again. "Elizabeth isn't doing anything, we
are in control. Ulric, the ultimate sorcerer!"
Ulric? We? What was going on.
"For centuries" my voice went on to explain "We have been but a spirit,
an entity waiting to strike. But with that fool Merlin limiting what you
lowly witches could do, I was never able to do what was needed to get my
power back. Until this day, when a special one with more power than all
of you combined would arrive." My arms gestured to my body.
"But now, with this power in our control, we will rule this world and
everyone in it."
"Stop bragging and get on with it."
"SHHH! We need them to know how futile it is to resist!"
"They don't need to know, they will soon experience it."
Ulric was arguing with himself, using my voice to do it. He must be
insane.
"Fine, we will start the change NOW!" I yelled that last word whilst
gesturing wildly.
The blonde teenage girl to my left screamed. I could hear bones cracking
as her head changed shape. Her mouth protruded out into a birds beak as
her clothes caught fire and disintegrated to ashes.
More bones cracked as her legs became disfigured and flaps of skin
appeared between her arms and her body. Orange and red feathers grew and
it was soon obvious what she had become. She was a phoenix. Flames
appeared and disappeared with every movement.
The pensioner to her left was next. Her skin became black and scaly. Her
neck grew out as her mouth became a snout and a tail grew out of her
lower back. Wings stretched out from her shoulder blades as she grew to
about 5 times the size she was before. As she screamed a ball of fire
flew out and hit the wall opposite. She was now a dragon.
The two ladies in their twenties were next, one became a 4 ft green
skinned girl, with vines for hair, a dryad and the other became a purple
haired nymph with pointy ears and piercing violet eyes.
The lady in her forties underwent a sex change as she became a satyr.
Monique's Grandma was next.
Her body started to become covered in white hair and a a twisted horn
grew from her forehead. Her hands turned to hooves as she fell on all
fours and a white horse hair tail grew. A unicorn.
Monique's legs started to get covered in the same white hair. I thought
that she might be turning to a unicorn as well but then as her legs
turned to that of a horses, another pair started growing from her
abdomen while her arms stayed and upper body stayed human. Her red hair
grew out wildly as the area between her two sets of legs extended to
that of a horses body. She was a centaur with her white and rose print
dress gathered around her new lower body.
All seven of them had changed to fairy tale creatures. The kind that
Ulric and Merlin had got their power from back when they reigned. Only
now there was no Merlin to keep Ulric in check. Oh shit.
My head suddenly felt empty as a figure in a black hood appeared in
front of me.
"We now have enough strength to not need you as a vessel," it said. "But
that form is no good for you my dear."
As he said those words everything started growing. No change that, I was
shrinking. I kept on shrinking until I was but six inches tall. I was
like a Barbie doll.
Being thankful for small mercies, I noticed that the spell I had put on
the dress so it would fit me must still be in effect as I was still
wearing it. As I felt a sensation in my ears I noticed that I now had
transparent dragonfly wings. I was a fairy. And in this dress I looked
like a fairy princess. Just like he said I would.
Just as I realized that I was free and that I could now fight back a
glass case appeared around me. Just tall enough to stand up in but not
even wide enough for my skirt to spread out fully in. I immediately
sensed that I could cast no spell whilst in this prison. My tiny hands
hammered on the glass but they barely even made a sound.
"We can't have you running free out there little one," Ulric said as he
picked up my new prison. "You can stay here and be our little magic
generator. As for the rest of you," he announced to the others. "You can
get out there and cause some chaos," he said as he waved his arm. And
they were gone. I was all alone with a schizophrenic mad man, trapped
not only in a glass prison and a wedding dress, but also a body of a
fairy. And who knew where the newly made fairy tale creatures were now.
And it was all my fault. I couldn't follow one simple rule. Not to go
out on my own at night because I was so damn selfish.
I slumped to the floor in despair, my dress puffing up and cushioning
the blow.
To be continued in the final chapter...
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