Menoetes
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Hi Chyoo folk,
I know I am very 'on and off' as both a writer and a poster on these forums but I have recently enjoyed reading an funny old poem based on Cinderella by Roald Dahl that I haven't read since I was young and thought that a sexy version could be funny.
I'm looking for constructive feedback and any help/comments that might be forthcoming. It's still in it's infancy and far from complete but here's what I have so far...
Here’s the truth of a common tale,
Hidden behind an innocent veil.
Not for children, this true verse,
As it is far more perverse.
Of princes and maidens, it does tell,
With fairy magic and sex as well.
Only real is the first part;
When ugly step-sisters did depart.
All gussied up in the front hall,
Prepared to go to the prince’s ball.
With their mum, whom from the start,
Had schemes to catch the princes heart.
They headed out, leaving behind,
The sister of a different kind.
Twas Cinderella; smart and sweet,
whom in the cellar they did keep.
Crying because most of all,
She wished to attend the Prince’s ball.
Her hair was blond, her figure slight,
And her face inspired sheer delight.
But her dress was filthy and her skin,
Was ash stained sooty until black as sin.
So she wept and sobbed as well,
Feeling trapped within her cell.
It was a fairy who sensed her plight,
And appeared to her in a burst of light.
She asked “My dear what’s this about?”
And in response, Cindy did shout;
“I’m locked in here without the keys,
There’s a ball tonight, oh help me please!”
Said the fairy “Now my dear,
I’ll help you out, so have no fear.
And if it’s royals you desire,
Then I’ve the magic you’ll require!”
Cindy laughed and cried ‘No way,
This must be my lucky day!”
“With some wishes to help me out,
I’ll show my sisters what love’s about.”
The Fae did smile and spoke “It’s true,
My power can be helping you”
But then she pulled poor Cindy near,
And her look caused the poor girl fear.
Eyes glimmering with inner frost,
She said “Fairy magic has a cost.”
Cinderella gulped and said “OK,
How much to start me on my way?”
The fairy smiled, bright like the sun,
For her, the dealing had begun.
“A trifle my dear, a trade in parts,
I’ll give good looks and you’ll give smarts.
I can furnish you with sexy bits,
And in return I’ll take your wits.
Not much to start, not any at all.
It’s up to you, so we’ll start small.”
I think you can see where this is going, a classic bimbo-fication and body transformation scenario. Again; constructive feedback, help and comments are welcome.
I know I am very 'on and off' as both a writer and a poster on these forums but I have recently enjoyed reading an funny old poem based on Cinderella by Roald Dahl that I haven't read since I was young and thought that a sexy version could be funny.
I'm looking for constructive feedback and any help/comments that might be forthcoming. It's still in it's infancy and far from complete but here's what I have so far...
Here’s the truth of a common tale,
Hidden behind an innocent veil.
Not for children, this true verse,
As it is far more perverse.
Of princes and maidens, it does tell,
With fairy magic and sex as well.
Only real is the first part;
When ugly step-sisters did depart.
All gussied up in the front hall,
Prepared to go to the prince’s ball.
With their mum, whom from the start,
Had schemes to catch the princes heart.
They headed out, leaving behind,
The sister of a different kind.
Twas Cinderella; smart and sweet,
whom in the cellar they did keep.
Crying because most of all,
She wished to attend the Prince’s ball.
Her hair was blond, her figure slight,
And her face inspired sheer delight.
But her dress was filthy and her skin,
Was ash stained sooty until black as sin.
So she wept and sobbed as well,
Feeling trapped within her cell.
It was a fairy who sensed her plight,
And appeared to her in a burst of light.
She asked “My dear what’s this about?”
And in response, Cindy did shout;
“I’m locked in here without the keys,
There’s a ball tonight, oh help me please!”
Said the fairy “Now my dear,
I’ll help you out, so have no fear.
And if it’s royals you desire,
Then I’ve the magic you’ll require!”
Cindy laughed and cried ‘No way,
This must be my lucky day!”
“With some wishes to help me out,
I’ll show my sisters what love’s about.”
The Fae did smile and spoke “It’s true,
My power can be helping you”
But then she pulled poor Cindy near,
And her look caused the poor girl fear.
Eyes glimmering with inner frost,
She said “Fairy magic has a cost.”
Cinderella gulped and said “OK,
How much to start me on my way?”
The fairy smiled, bright like the sun,
For her, the dealing had begun.
“A trifle my dear, a trade in parts,
I’ll give good looks and you’ll give smarts.
I can furnish you with sexy bits,
And in return I’ll take your wits.
Not much to start, not any at all.
It’s up to you, so we’ll start small.”
I think you can see where this is going, a classic bimbo-fication and body transformation scenario. Again; constructive feedback, help and comments are welcome.
