Chat with Doe

Both you and your female companion stare at the door into Cinderella's room. There were some strange noises coming from beyond it; probably the result of some magic. You look over at Doe, who you still can't take your eyes off of. She looks so unbelievably radiant, it was enough to melt your brain. She glances over and see you staring at her. Her face goes crimson and you both look away again. You could cut the tension in the air with a sword. If the Godmother had actually given you one, of course.

"Well!" You exclaim, trying to defuse the awkward silence. "This is working out nicely, don't you think? With the Fairy Godmother's help, this will be a snap!"

"Mmm-hmm." Is all the noise Doe makes. You groan inwardly.

"Must be nice to be a human again, huh?" You try and change the subject.

"Not really." She says, still avoiding eye contact with you.

"Why not?" You prod.

"Before I felt like a woman trapped in the body of a mouse. Now I feel like a woman trapped in the body of a mouse trapped in the body of a woman."

"Oh...I see..." You respond slowly.

"Look...John..." She says finally. "I think I owe you an apology."

"What, really? What for?" You ask in surprise.

"Listening to the Fairy Godmother back there...I misjudged you and what you did with...what you did FOR Cinderella."

"Oh." You reply.

"I mean, you are still daft and have horrible judgment, but you're not an inconsiderate creep either." She finally looks back at you. "So I'm sorry for how I've been treating you."

"It's cool." You shrug. "I forgive you."

"Thank you." Doe responds. "However, I would take it as a kindness if you could refrain from sticking it in her again."

"Fair enough." You nod. "Only if she asks, and if refusing would hurt her."

"I guess I could live with that." She sighs. Then she smiles as she looks you up and down. "Cinderella was right. You do look dashing in that outfit, John."

"Really? Thanks, Doe. That dress really compliments you, too."

"I guessed as much. You've been staring at me rather openly." She said, looking away and blushing again. Dear God, is she cute when she does that.

"Hey, Doe...why does the idea of Cinderella and me having sex bug you so much? I know you rather I not fuck around with the fairy tale too much, pun intende by the way, but could there be another reason?" You cock your head to the side to see if you can catch anything in her expression. Her eyes go wide and she looks at you, appearing very flustered.

"Wh-what are you implying!?" She exclaims.

"Well, it's just that I feel this connection between us. Maybe it's just the Interloper-Guardian tether, but I can't help but think that it might be more." You put yourself out on a limb.

"Uh..." She stammers, her voice wavering. "John...I...um..." But she doesn't get to finish because the door opens and the Fairy Godmother speaks.

"Behold! The greatest beauty of the evening!" You both look in the room and both you jaws dropped. If Doe was radiant, then Cinderella was the sun. Her elegant blue dress, her styles hair, her now clean skin; every bit of her was cleaned up to the most insane ****. She looked cute covered in dirt, but she looked gorgeous like this. It looks like every aspect of her shape was accentuated too, as her curves showed off her very sensual hips and breasts

"Damn." Is all you can say. Cinderella blushes as you stare at her. "I mean...you look amazing."

"You flatter me too much." She says with a giggle. Your eyes roam her body for a few more moments before you realize you are actually starting to drool.

"No prince will be able to resist you looking like that." The Fairy Godmother beamed. "Once your looks have hooked him, it will take no time at all for your charming personality to win him over."

"I do so hope you are right." Cinderella replies.

"Well then! Lets get you kids to the carriage. I made one from a pumpkin, you know." Your eyes follow the beautiful girl as she elegantly strides through the doorway and down the stairs. Finally, as she disappears from sight, your eyes return to Doe. She is glaring at you rather unhappily.

"Uh...hi." You say dumbly. "Er...so where were we?"

"We weren't." She says coldly and brushes past you, following Cinderella down the stairs.

"Goddammit." You grumble to yourself and dejectedly follow after the girls.