Update on Cinderella

Update on Cinderella-



Cinderella is now 90+ years old. After a fulfilling life with the now dead

prince, she happily sits upon her rocking chair, watching the world go by

from her front porch, with a cat named Flyin Finn for her only

companionship.



One sunny afternoon out of nowhere, appeared the fairy godmother.



Cinderella said, 'Fairy Godmother, what are you doing here after all these

years'?



The fairy godmother replied, 'Cinderella, you have lived an exemplary life

since I last saw you. Is there anything for which your heart still

yearns?'



Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed, and after some thoughtful

consideration, she uttered her first wish- The prince was wonderful, but

not much of an investor. I'm living hand to mouth on my disability checks,

and I wish I were wealthy beyond comprehension. Instantly- her rocking

chair turned into solid gold.



Cinderella said,'Oooh, thank you, Fairy Godmother'



The fairy godmother replied, 'It is the least that I can do. What do you

want for your second wish?'



Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said, 'I wish I were young

and full of the beauty and youth I once had.' At once, her wish became

reality, and her beautiful young visage returned.



Cinderella felt stirrings inside her that had been dormant for years.



And then the fairy godmother spoke once more: 'You have one more wish;

what shall it be?'



Cinderella looks over to the frightened cat in the corner and says, 'I

wish for you to transform Flyin Finn, my old cat, into a kind and handsome

young man.'



Magically, Finn suddenly underwent such fundamental a change in his

biological make-up that, when he stood before her, he was a man so

beautiful~the likes of him neither she nor the world had ever seen.



The fairy godmother said, 'Congratulations, Cinderella, enjoy your new

life.' With a blazing shock of bright blue electricity, the fairy

godmother was gone as suddenly as she appeared.



For a few eerie moments, Finn and Cinderella looked into each other's

eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the most beautiful, stunningly

perfect man she had ever seen.



Then, Flyin Finn walked over to Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her

rocking chair, and held her close in his young muscular arms. He

leaned-in close, blowing her golden hair with his sweet, warm breath as he

whispered...



...'I'll bet you're sorry you had me neutered'...