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Catherine was a Princess. Her station was obvious upon her delivery. She was overindulged by her family and bored with school studies. Catherine was developing a reputation. She spent evenings with faeries, dancing in the smoke of the Caterpillar.

As usual, Catherine was headed home, late. The windows were down and the radio was turned up. She felt a bump, and immediately another, larger one come from the passenger side of her car. It was her tire. She cursed as she exited the vehicle to examine it. Her front tire was partially deflated and had something sticking out of it.

There was a house about half a mile up the road. It looked to be her only reserve. Catherine’s boots were scuffed by the time she reached the front door of the home, but the gown and the crown made it obvious who she was. Catherine knocked on the door. When it opened, the woman answering it looked surprised. Catherine explained the issue she was having with her car. She was ushered right in.

The woman called for her son, Charlie, to bring Catherine a warm wrap for her shoulders while she put on water for tea, and snacks. Charlie’s first glance at her blonde hair and pretty pink ribbon left him thick tongued. He was shocked when he came into the foyer, carrying the wrap his mother called for.

“Hmm… Hi. I’m Charlie. You probably don’t know me. I know you. I mean, everyone knows you. You’re a Princess. I’m a few years younger than you in school.”

Charlie bumbled over his little speech. He was nervous to have a Princess in his house. He offered her the warm wrap.

“Actually, I think you were in charge of helping us hang decorations for the Annual Nightingale Dance, weren’t you?” Catherine whipped the wrap to cover her shoulders. His cheeks turned pink.

“Yeah, I like helping out the theatre department. We just finished our Fall show.”

“The Princess’s did a fundraiser for it. Laurel’s mother had Ogre’s mud donated. That stuff’s great for your face. I sold six tickets for time with the mermaids.” Catherine winked at Charlie. Charlie blushed and turned his face away.

“I hope you don’t mind a little honey in your tea!” Charlie’s mother was back. She had huge mugs of steaming tea, cookies, and slices of cake.

“It’s very late. You’re welcome to stay the night. First thing in the morning I’ll have Charlie go down and check out that tire. Then he can take you home. You can stay in Charlie’s room. He can have the couch. In the morning you’ll be – fresh, fed, and have a good night’s sleep.”

His mother insisted.

Catherine took a hot, steamy shower. Charlie grabbed a blanket and pillows for the couch. His mother put fresh sheets on his bed and fetched Catherine acceptable sleepwear. The entire night Catherine tossed and turned.

The next morning, after being force-fed their weight in breakfast, Charlie and Catherine cut out to find her car. It wasn’t a long walk. Charlie bent over the tire and frowned.

“You ran over something.” Charlie gave it a tug and it came right out.

“What is it?” Catherine leaned over to get a better look.

“Hmm… just some deer antler.” Charlie looked it over and lifted his arm to fling it into the woods.

“Wait,” said Catherine. “Let me see.”

Charlie stood and handed the jagged piece of antler to Catherine. Charlie worked, getting the spare tire put on, while Catherine wondered around with the piece of deer antler. She turned it over, held it up to the sun and grinned.

“Yanno… If this is what I think it is…,” She lifted the antler piece to her nose and gave it a good whiff. “Yep. It has a faint sparkle on the inside and it smells like candy canes.” Catherine gave Charlie a sly smile. She reached around and pulled the pretty pink ribbon from her hair. She tied it around the antler. Charlie watched her with a questioning stare.

“Reindeer antler.” It’s ground up and smoked to make girls horny. But, as a guy, if you wear it around your neck, it makes your dick grow.” She offered the homemade necklace. He looked at it with hesitation. She chuckled and tied it around his neck. Catherine reached down and massaged a handful of Charlie’s fattening cock. Catherine’s facial expression turned to excitement. His turned to embarrassment as Charlie’s release was almost immediate.

“Yanno, we could get in the backseat,” Catherine said, not noticing. Her fingers teased him. Charlie was panting and pulling away. He broke free of her grasping hands. And put both hands in the air “surrendering.”

“Thanks…for everything. See you at school!” And Charlie was gone. He ran off so fast she didn’t even see which he direction he went. Catherine got in the car and headed home in a huff.

Charlie burst through the front door. His mother was sewing on the dining room table. Some of his teeth were falling out , replaced by sharp, shiny, new ones. His face stretched and the fur underneath begin to show. He also had a huge erection.

His mother looked at him in shock, “Charlie!”

“You wouldn’t understand, Mom!” Charlie ran to his room, whimpering like a puppy.

Charlie’s mother went back to sewing. She clicked her tongue against one of her own sharp teeth. She wondered if she was feeding these kids enough when they came around.

Catherine arrived home, still nursing a hurt ego. She was willing to give Charlie a piece of ass. She figured he’d rather have Mermaids of the Month instead. Fine by her, the magazine made the left side of his mattress impossible to sleep on.

“Boys are dogs,” said Catherine.

See who else is being wicked this Wednesday…

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  8 Responses to “The Princess and Everybody Else”

  1. OMG! That was great. I did have to read it a few times. I could imagine seeing men with those necklaces.

  2. I love how you mixed in modern day things with fairytale elements. It was a great read :)

    Rebel xox

  3. Ohhhh, where can I get one of those necklaces, I know a few guys that need that lol

  4. I can see why Charlie turned her down… being transformed into a reindeer would be a bit of a shock to the system


  5. The mix of modern and contemporary is very compelling. Particularly love this line: “Laurel’s mother had Ogre’s mud donated. That stuff’s great for your face. I sold six tickets for time with the mermaids.” Lol! Jane xxx

  6. Very cleverly done. :-)

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