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The three good fairies, Merryweather, Flora, and Fauna, stood over the prone form of their beloved princess, Aurora. Her once vibrant eyes fluttered closed as the sleeping curse took hold, leaving her in a deep, dreamless slumber. Maleficent, the wicked sorceress, cackled with glee at her handiwork, believing herself victorious.

But the fairies were not about to let their beloved princess perish. Merryweather, the wise and just, stepped forward and pointed an accusing finger at the wicked witch.

"Maleficent, your cruelty and malice have once again brought ruin upon you. You have defiled the sacred rite of a young maiden's coming of age with your vile sorcery. For this, we strip you of your power and your mind, leaving you a mere husk of your former self."

Maleficent screamed in rage and horror as a blinding light enveloped her, searing through her flesh and mind. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she collapsed to the floor, writhing and thrashing as the last vestiges of her power and sanity were ripped away.

The fairies then turned to the groggy, disoriented Maleficent and hauled her to her feet, dragging her before her own monstrous minions. The hulking, misshapen creatures leered at their fallen mistress, their eyes gleaming with cruel anticipation.

"Behold, you fiends," Fauna declared, shoving the weakened sorceress forward. "We gift you with the body and mind of she who once commanded you. Do with her as you see fit, but know that she is no longer the mighty Maleficent of old. She is now naught but a plaything, a vessel for your twisted desires."

The monsters let out a collective roar of triumph, their massive cocks already swelling and extending as they descended upon their fallen queen. Maleficent could only whimper and cower before them, her once sharp mind now a blank slate, ready to be filled with the basest of instincts and desires.

The largest of the monsters, a hulking brute with mottled green skin and a single, cyclopean eye, grabbed Maleficent roughly by the hips and lifted her up, spreading her legs wide. He growled something guttural and crude, his massive, flared cock jutting out lewdly before the helpless sorceress.

Maleficent could only shake her head in confusion and terror as the beast rammed his massive, dripping cock into her dry, unyielding cunt. She screamed as she was brutally deflowered, her virgin walls tearing and stretching around the invading shaft. The brute grunted and snorted, slamming into her with brutal, animalistic lust.

The other monsters wasted no time in gang-**** their fallen queen, each one taking turns to rut and fuck her in every hole. They used her mouth, her pussy, and her ass like cheap cock-sleeves, grunting and roaring as they chased their own pleasure.

Maleficent could only lay there, a drooling, fuck-drunk mess as her monsters pumped her full of their vile seed, marking her as their own personal fucktoy. She was no longer the mighty sorceress who had once terrorized the land - now she was little more than a set of holes, a plaything for her own twisted minions.

As the monsters finally finished with her, Maleficent lay in a puddle of her own juices and the semen of her attackers, sobbing and shaking. The fairies looked down upon her with pity, knowing that she would never again be the threat she once was. She was broken, shattered, a mere shadow of her former self.

The three fairies turned to Aurora, placing a soft kiss upon her brow and whispering words of comfort and love. They knew that their princess would sleep for many long years, but they also knew that when she awoke, she would be ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, with her true love by her side.

And so, the curse of Maleficent was broken, and the kingdom of Aurora would live on in peace, free from the shadow of the wicked witch's evil. The monsters, sated for now, slunk away, leaving Maleficent broken and defiled, a cautionary tale of the price of unchecked cruelty and malice.