Go Check on Cinderella

"Let me go...uh...check on Cinderella." You say, unable to keep the grin off your face.

"No!" Doe squeaks. "I see that look on your face! We have a lot to do to get ready and you don't have time to go ride her again!"

"Aww, come on! The girl could use another orgasm to help loosen her up." You try to rationalize, but Doe will have none of it.

"You irresponsible horndog! Can't you think of anything besides your own libido?" She fumes. "I swear, I don't know how you can-" She is cut off as a loud scream from upstairs fills the air.

"Cinderella!" You and Doe yell at the same time. You scoop her up in your hands and dash down the hall and up the stairwell. You kick in the door that was partially ajar and you are greeted by a blinding flash of light. Once your eyes adjust, you see the illuminated figure of a older woman who was glowing like a lantern. She was wearing a shimmering gown and had translucent wings coming out of her back, explaining why she was hovering over the ground. "Whoa." You say.

"John!" Cinderella was standing next to her, a grin plastered on her face. "This is unbelievable!"

"You...you're telling me." You respond, flabbergasted.

"This is my fairy godmother!" She squeals, unable to contain her excitement. You knew this already, but your mouth still hangs open. Something about her inspires dumbstruck awe. You can see it has also affected the mouse in your hands. "Fairy Godmother, this is my friend John. He is going to help me at the ball!"

"Of course, my dear." The woman cooed to Cinderella and gave you a beaming smile. "Good afternoon, sir. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"Err...yes. Hi." You manage to sound out. You shake your head and struggle to get a grip on yourself.

"Don't worry. Fairies have a tendency to do that to people." She says to you.

"She's going to help me too!" Cinderella grinned. "She is going to help get me a dress, and shoes, and a tiara, and a carriage! Oh, this is truly my day!"

"Yes, dear." The woman smiled softly. "Now, I asked for a few vegetables from your garden to help with my spell, remember."

"Oh, of course!" Cinderella hurries to the door. "I won't be more than a minute!" She stops to hug you before whirling down the stairs, humming to herself. You watch her go in bewilderment, then turn back to the the fairy before you and your eyes go wide. She is no longer the vision of kindness; her mouth has deepened into a scowl and she seems very unhappy. Her glow is even starting to fade.

"Oh, shit." You say, understating the fact. You start to back up out of the room, but the door shuts behind you.

"We are going to have a chat." She states, leaving no room for discussion. You gulp nervously.