
The handsome prince announced that a grand ball would be held to which
everyone was invited. Cinderella was excited but her wicked step mother
and the ugly sisters would not let her go. She was sitting disconsolately
amid the ashes when her fairy godmother appeared before her.
Why are you so sad, Cinderella?" "Because my step mother and step sisters
won't let me go to the ball" "You shall go to the ball, Cinderella. I will
provide you with the most beautiful dress and glass slippers, a coach and
horses and footmen to attend you." "Oh, thank you, fairy godmother."
"There is just one condition, Cinderella, and listen to it carefully. You
must be home by midnight because if you are not, on the stroke of midnight
your vagina will turn into a melon".
Cinderella accepted this condition and in the twinkling of an eye the
promised goodies were before her and she set off for the ball. The ball
was as wonderful as she expected. She danced with the handsome prince who
only had eyes for her and, when the interval came she went into supper on
the arm of the prince and sat opposite him.
The first course was a slice of melon and the sight of this recalled to
Cinderella's mind the condition which her fairy godmother had imposed.
Cinderella felt sad that she had to go home so early and picked up her
knife and fork to start on her slice of melon.
The prince, on the other hand, ignored his knife and fork. He seized the
slice of melon in both hands and buried his face in it. He took the flesh
into his mouth and slurped over it as he sucked and swallowed the
succulent fruit.
He did not stop until he had got every drop of goodness from it. He
took the rind away from his face and juices were running down his chin. He
said to Cinderella as he laid the rind aside, "What time do you have to be
home?"
"About half past two." She replied.
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