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
Cinderella looks over to the frightened cat in the corner and says, “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
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