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Cinderella is now 95 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, she uttered her first wish:
"The prince was wonderful, but not much of an
investor. I'm living hand to mouth on my disability
checks, and I wish I were wealthy beyond
comprehension. Instantly her rocking chair turned into
solid gold Cinderella said, "Ooh, thank you, Fairy
Godmother".
The fairy godmother replied "it is the least that I
can do. What do you want for your second wish?"
Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said, "I
wish I were young and full of the beauty and youth I
once had." At once, her wish became reality, and her
beautiful young visage returned. Cinderella felt
stirrings inside of her that had been dormant for
years.
And then the fairy godmother spoke once more: "You
have one more wish; what shall it be?" 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 he stood before her, he
was a man so beautiful the likes of him neither she
nor the world had ever seen.
The fairy godmother said, "Congratulations,
Cinderella, enjoy your new life. With a blazing shock
of bright blue electricity, the fairy godmother was
gone as suddenly as she appeared. For a few eerie
moments, Bob and Cinderella looked into each other's
eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the most
beautiful, stunningly perfect man she had ever seen.
Then Bob walked over to Cinderella, who sat transfixed
in her rocking chair, & held her close in his young
muscular arms. He leaned in close, blowing her golden
hair with his warm breath as he whispered..........
"Bet you're sorry you neutered me."
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