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The princesses gathered in the meeting hall. They were joined by Princess Belle and Princess Aurora who had fell behind slightly when Aurora's horse got a stone in her shoe.
They had been hearing all sorts of strange stories about their friend, stories about her having adopted the ways of her step-mother, stories of the cruelty and tyranny done on the kingdom. Stories that the naive, trusting princesses were sure weren't true,
so they had come to investigate.
Cinderella glanced nervously at the short footman, the very short footman, with a massive bulge between his legs. Queen Siegbertha had visited the Seven Dwarfs and corrupted them into her most devoted slaves. Now they served as her enforcers, guards, jailers,
torturers, lovers.... No one made the former Snow White hornier than her seven slaves, except of course for the prince who she kept naked and chained-up, her personal footstool, pussy-cleaner, and all-around pet.
Then the door burst open and the five princesses gasped at the huge sobbing figure who waddled in.
Queen Siegbertha was dressed in a version of her old Snow White outfit, stretched over her now humongous frame. She sobbed into a massive handkerchief.
"Thank goodness you're here," she sobbed. "I drove off my evil stepmother, but before she left, she cursed me into THIS!"
"Oh, you poor thing!" Cinderella gasped and they all crowded around their old friend, trying to comfort her.
Siegbertha smirked. She'd had her cooks prepare a banquet under her specific instructions, and she'd go and check on it soon. All her best magic was cast through food and drink, and this would be a banquet none of these prissy, priggish princesses would ever
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