Not So Happily Ever After

They don't have to have a happy ending...or have to be happy at all...

you may take orginal fairy tale characters and twist their stories if you'd prefer...

however, it must still have small characteristics of a fairy tale....such as a damsil in destress...talking animal.....prince "charming"....you have to at keast in corperate one characteristic or another

no word limits or anything....I hope to see some really good work

good luck everyone

oh and if you have any questions please PM me....and keep commenting and conversations to a minimum

CINDERELLA'S TALE
 
My name is Cinderella
 
My life sucks
 
I have two evil step-sisters
 
Who made me into a slave
 
They inherited their money
 
When their kind parents died
 
Who told the sisters to be nice to me
 
My evil stepsisters have never even tried
 
 
One day they were invited
 
To the King’s ball
 
To find a bride for his son
 
He would see all
 
The single women
 
In this town
 
 
The sisters went into frenzy
 
Made me sew their gowns
 
With all the other shit they made me do
 
I was getting fed up and tired
 
 
I sneaked out of the house
 
Went to visit a local witch
 
Told her about my plight
 
She accepted the small amount of money
 
Gave me the herbs
 
Put a protection charm around me
 
Told me to keep quiet as a mouse
 
 
I went home and cooked and cleaned
 
Sewed and hemmed, did everything
 
Without demonstrating discontent
 
 
Slowly both sisters started being sickly
 
And by the night of the ball
 
They were sleeping in their beds
 
No energy at all
 
 
I took a gown that fit me
 
I took their makeup and perfume
 
Took a bath before dressing
 
Looked at myself in their room
 
 
When the coach came for the sisters
 
I climbed in, explained the other sister
 
Had been unwell, so off I went
 
 
The ball was so beautiful
 
The men all looked at me
 
I was told the Prince would choose
 
The perfect woman at eight
 
Using a crystal shoe
 
The right woman would fit
 
 
I always had big feet
 
Did not think I had a chance
 
So all I did was to enjoy myself
 
Dance and dance and dance
 
 
I was called at midnight
 
Obviously no-one had fitted yet
 
The servant put my foot into it
 
And by golly it fit
 
 
The Prince came around, six foot two
 
Wanted a tall bride so his sons
 
Would be tall like their father
 
I guess I was the one
 
Size 11 narrow fit me perfectly
 
I fell in love with the Prince
 
He fell in love with me
 
 
I gave him four tall sons
 
We lived a happy life
 
My evil stepsisters were spinsters
 
Clearly hated me
 
I rewarded the witch
 
With an indexed pension guarantee.

CINDERELLA

Ella was locked up in a basement by her keepers

You have heard of them - the three ugly sisters

They were all into BSDM, but had trouble finding men

Ugly sister 1 would not do fellatio

Ugly sister 2 did not like to fuck

Ugly sister 3 would not do it in the ass

So poor Ella had all the luck

All the men asked for Ella

Making her high maintenance

Trips to the doctor

Were an inconvenience

But the 3 sisters were down on their luck

Once rich, they were now poor

Taking care of Ella only for money

One day appeared at the door

A man who looked like money

He brought with him a shining shoe

Said if anybody could  fit in it

He would consider them as his bride

The three sisters fell for it

They went about trying their luck

With the shoe - while Ella was doing

What they would not do

When the stranger finished with Ella

They all showed him how the shoe fit

The men told them he was a police detective

It was too late to cover up the error

They were holding Ella

WITHOUT HER CONSENT

In BSDM - this is a NO-NO

Off to jail the three sisters went

While Ella married the nice police fellow!

Said the man unto the princess,
locked up in her chamber's cell,
"Look at the beauty I can give to you,
and I shall treat you well."

Said the princess to her mother, dear,
for stealth, with ink and quill,
"I can not tell you where I go,
please try not to worry ill."

Said the princess to her handsome groom,
as on horseback, they rode away,
"I can't wait to see the castle you have,
and the new place that I will stay."

Said the handsome man to the princess girl,
handing her a white mare's reins,
"If you think life comes on a silver platter,
you're in for a big and sudden change."

Said the princess to the charming man,
who led her crosst the land,
"I can learn to love the highwayman life,
if I can only hold your hand.

Said the man then to his newfound friend,
fellow rider, and trusted side,
"I knew from the moment I met you,
that I could somehow make you mine"...


Said her mother to her father,
deaf, back home, many miles away.
"I can't help but wonder if she was rescued,
or in a daydream, forced to stay?"

Thanks for the submissions:3

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                          < Jeremy >
     
     Jeremy was a geranium who craved Capitals.
     And today, Jeremy was jittery.
     "Those kids are visiting today", he said to himself.
     "All those fidgety fingers, all that fervid fingering."
     He was concerned, of course, for his blossoms.
     Which, as we all know, turn brown when bruised.
     Then Frank showed up.
     "Not Frank!", he shouted.
     And if geraniums could jump,
     then Jeremy would have jumped.
     But jeremy could only gesticulate
     as a wee wandering wisp of wind waved his branches.
     
     "Not Frank!"
     
     "Frank is the most fantastically fanatical of the fervid fingerers.
     Frank has browned blossoms from Brewster to Bristow,
     from Broadwater to Broken Bow",  thought Jeremy,
     nonplused that Nebraska didn't begin with a "b".
     "Brewster!" he babbled,
     where Jane and Janice Geranium
     and their sisters Sarah and Sally
     had psychologically succumbed to Frank's fanatically fervid fingering.
     "Not Frank!", he said.
     But Frank,
     walked right past,
     his fantastically fanatical fervid fingers fascinated, fevering, for forsythia.
     
                             - - -

does it have to be about a single fairy tale or can it be just about fairy tales in general?

-A hero never more-

There’s a moment to every story

When the prince doesn’t come to save the damsel
The dragon can’t be defeated

And the threads of lies the witch wove
Grow stronger instead of breaking

When chivalry has long since past
And the mourners leave only dying flowers
At a grave that was never there at all

Because no one cared enough
To stop and drag its lowly carcass from the road side
Before the ravens came a pecking

Pecking, pecking
All the while calling in their harsh laughing voices
Never more

Like feathered boogey men to steal away what was never ours
Except in dreams and fairytales

While sprawling trails of ink on paper attempt to record
Every step in a hero’s journey
Without ever stopping him in warning

Of the ravens all the while waiting
With cries of never more

I love all the submissions....thank you

keys_and_gloves said:-A hero never more-

There’s a moment to every story

When the prince doesn’t come to save the damsel
The dragon can’t be defeated

And the threads of lies the witch wove
Grow stronger instead of breaking

When chivalry has long since past
And the mourners leave only dying flowers
At a grave that was never there at all

Because no one cared enough
To stop and drag its lowly carcass from the road side
Before the ravens came a pecking

Pecking, pecking
All the while calling in their harsh laughing voices
Never more

Like feathered boogey men to steal away what was never ours
Except in dreams and fairytales

While sprawling trails of ink on paper attempt to record
Every step in a hero’s journey
Without ever stopping him in warning

Of the ravens all the while waiting
With cries of never more


So far I think this might be my favorite:)

stolen away in the night
away from the grumpy daddy

it's going to be all right.
locked up in a secret castle

at [legally protected address]
breathe, princess. no more hassle.

daddy wants to know where
we get these tired eyes from

she's just not being fair.
i have every, EVERY right

to follow you, to find out
where MY children sleep at night!

the king and queen bicker.
the princess cuts off her long hair

but it grows back thicker.

The Rainbow Cloud Princess



Child:
I want to sleep on a rainbow colored cloud that smells and taste like candy!
Psychologist:
Where will you find that cloud?
Child:
The cloud comes from the rainbow cloud princess
she shoots rainbow clouds from her wand for the little kids to sleep on at night.
Psychologist:
Why don't you wanna sleep in your bed?
Child:
Cause mommy and daddy fight and I can hear them
I don't want to hear mommy and daddy fight
Psychologist:
So you want to sleep on a rainbow cloud so you don't have to hear mommy and daddy fight?
Child:
Yes
Psychologist:
So why do you think other kids want to sleep on a rainbow cloud?
Child:
Cause theirs more than one cloud in the sky so I'm not alone. So their mommy's and daddy's are fighting to.
Psychologist:
Why rainbow color?
Child:
Cause rainbows are pretty and they make you happy that's why the rainbow cloud princess made them.

Snow

"Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of them all?"  
"She is the beauty of the night  
The one, the only Snow White."  
Jealously blinds the bitch  
She feeds off it  
The Queen
now knew envy
She had many jewels and her duty
but in beauty
Snow had everything  
While the she had nothing  
She sends someone to do the evil deed  
She needs this to succeed  
Snow survives  
And goes to hide  
Finds a house and goes inside  
To find the home of seven guys  
They see her and get evil thoughts  
They rape her, they are deaf to stop
Then the evil bitch, disguised  
finds the place Snow hides  
She finds a poor girl raped, beaten, and miserable  
Bruises now covered what was loveable
The Queen asked the mirror once again
wondering if her quest was worth it, in the end
The mirror's answer was not a lie
for it was Snow White
The Queen screamed and asked why
The mirror said, "her beauty still lived on the inside"
The Queen destroyed the mirror in a snap
and a shard killed her, ripping through her back

Red

A girl in the red cloak  
was walking down the road  
She wore a revealing dress,  
leggings, and boots in red  
The man watched her like a wolf  
His eyes were filled with hunger  
She walked to help an old lady  
Who was, to her, like a granny  
The guy found about her  
And got their first  
He shot granny in the head  
And waited for Red  
Red arrived only to find  
The guy waiting for her  
He pointed the gun and said  
Your mine, get undressed  
She removed her clothes  
To reveal a tattoo of a rose  
When she was fully nude  
The guy was really rude  
When he finally got his clothes off  
She kicked him in the balls  
The gun went flying through the air  
She tried to run but he grabbed her hair  
He held her down with eyes of hate  
Then he committed the crime of rape  
Her screams of pain shatter glass  
But were never heard by anyone who passed  
She finally got her hand free  
And his balls were kneed  
She got up and put on her cloak  
And climbed through the window he broke  
She ran and ran as happy as can be  
Now that she was finally free