The year of our lord eleven hundred and fifty-seven. I was the handmaid of my evil stepsisters. I cooked and cleaned, and for my reward, they beat me. My ass would be so red after they were done. If they only knew I liked it. I wore rags and slept in the barn. They went to the King Richard balls and parties while I stayed home and cleaned.

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The night of the ball, I was awoken by a large bang and a cloud of smoke while sleeping. I cleared the sleep from my eyes, and there stood a man. At least, I think it was a man. He was dressed in a white ball gown with shiny white slippers. He had a full beard and was smoking a cigar.

I asked him, "Who are you? Why are you dressed that way?"

He answered, "I am your fairy godmother. I am here to help you."

I replied, "Godmother? You look like a guy dressed like a woman."

He said, "The other godmother is helping someone else who remarkably has a name spelled like yours, except it starts with a C. I like dressing this way. Don't you like my gown?"

I rolled my eyes and said, "It might look good on me but on you welllll."

He said, "Forget about my dress. Many of the male godmothers dress like me. Sometime in the future, we will be called drag queens. I am here to get you into the next ball at the castle."

I exclaimed, "The ball? Do you mean the one the King and Prince attend?"

"Yes, that one," he said.

I asked, "What will I wear? How will I get there? I can't wear these rags that I have on right now."

He said, "Relax. I have you covered."

He waved his wand and poof, and I was dressed in the nicest, sexiest white gown you had ever seen. It was bejeweled with diamonds, and it sparkled. He waved his wand again, and a giant watermelon appeared. He waved it once more, and the watermelon became a coach with wheels. One last wave and a team of oxen were set to pull the watermelon.

He said, "I was hoping for a pumpkin and horses, but the other godmother uses them. She is working with the lady whose name begins with a C, like yours."

I asked, "Will I get to meet King Richard and Prince Richard the Second?"

He said, "Of course you will. Us guy godmothers call the King big dick and the prince little dick. You must also know that this ball is called "The Great Kingdom crossdressing Gala." So all the guys will dress like women. I also gave your sisters the wrong directions to the party. You won't need to worry about them. Are you ready to go?"

I jumped in the watermelon, threw out a couple of large seeds, and said, "Let's go."

The ride was rough all the way there. The oxen did not have a good gate, and the damn seeds kept falling on me.

I walked through the entrance, and it was beautiful. There were fountains of champagne and food from all over the world. The King was sitting on his crown, and the Prince was right by his side, guarded by Nubian warriors dressed in loin cloths. The orchestra was playing, and the dance floor was packed. I did have a hard time telling who was male or female. There were some of the best gowns I have ever seen, most of which were worn by men.

My godmother walked me up to the King to introduce me. He said, "Big Dick, this is Sinderbella."

The King looked at me and said, "I am Glad to meet you. I must get to know you better. You are stunning, and I am shocked I have never seen you before. I want to show you my chambers now."

He took my hand and led me to the back, where his chambers were.

He said, "Go and have a seat on the bed. I will be right back."

I did as I was ordered and sat on his bed.

He came out of his royal closet with not a stitch of clothing on besides his crown. Then he told me, "Since you are one of the kingdom's subjects and I am the King, I need to sample your wares. So take off your gown, and we'll get started."

I did as I was ordered, and I removed my clothes. His cock grew with each article of clothing I took off. I saw why they called him Big Dick.

He stuck his cock right in my mouth and said, "Suck the royal staff."

I licked the head of his cock while my hands played with his balls. He fondled my breasts as I blew him.

Within two minutes, he blew a load of cum into my mouth.

He said, "Not bad for the first time. Next time, I want to give you the royal shaft. Wait here just as you are. My son, the Prince, will be right in."

I came here to meet these two on the off chance that I could be the bride of one of them in the future or at least have a dance with them. Now, it seemed all I was going to get was the shaft.

The Prince walked in dressed in his purple gown and said in the gayest of voice, "Don't you just love my gown? I picked it out all by myself. I think it is to die for, don't you?"

I thought this guy was a loser. Here I am, naked on a bed, and he wants to talk about his dress.

I responded, "It's lovely and fits you perfectly."

He said, "My father, the King, told me I need to sample your wares. Would it be okay with you if I only pull off my panties while I Fuck you? I love the feel of the material my gown is made from. It turns me on."

I rolled my eyes and nodded my head.

He pulled off his panties, and now I know why they call him Little Dick.

I stood up and bent over, thinking the only chance he had of fucking me was doggie style with that gown on.

He pulled up his gown and tried and tried to put his cock in me. At one point, I think he might have, but it was so small that it was hard to tell.

He said, "Oh golly, this is fun. I might just cum somewhere near your pussy."

I felt a small splash on my ass, and I could only assume he had come.

He pulled his panties back on and said, "You are the best, Sinderbella. The best I have ever had."

He left the chambers, and there I sat naked with cum in my mouth and on my ass. I thought, just wait till I get my hands on my fairy godmother.

I had a few tears, knowing I was just a piece of meat for the royalty.

The chambers' door opened, and two Nubian guards entered.

The one approached me and said, "I see you got the royal shaft. My name is Ralph, and that is Norton over there. We came to see if there is anything you need. You are not the person the King has given his staff to."

I could see both of their loin clothes start to rise.

I said, "That's most kind of you. The King and the Prince left a lot to be desired. I came here to meet them and not get fucked. Come to think of it, I have not been fucked."

Ralph said, "Ma'am, if you desired to be fucked, Norton and I would be glad to serve you."

I looked at them and said, "Why not? I am horny, and you two look delicious."

They took off the loin clothes, and I thought the King had a big cock. His looked like a Vienna sausage compared to these two.

Ralph kneeled before me, spread my legs, and began to eat me. He knew exactly what he was doing. I was soaked within a minute. Norton fondled and sucked on my tits. I took his cock in my hand and began stroking it. He was hard and so large, and I wanted it in me.

Ralph stood up and said, "Ma'am, would it be okay if I fucked you?"

I said, "Yes, please do."

He slid his monster into me. It felt so good, this big black cock pumping my pussy. Norton walked right up my face and never said a word, but I knew he wanted me to blow him as Ralph fucked me. I took both hands and massaged his cock as I sucked on it. One cock in my pussy, the other in my mouth. I watched Raplh's cock go in and out of me, covered in my goo.

Norton said, "Let's change it up. Let me fuck her while she blows you, Ralph."

They changed positions, and both of their cocks felt so good. It was impossible to feel the difference.

Norton went faster and faster fucking me. Ralph watched me getting fucked and watched me blowing him. His eyes darted back and forth. I was soaking wet and having orgasm after orgasm.

Ralph then asked, "How would you like one of us in your pussy and the other to fuck your ass?"

I did not say a word. My eyes said yes. I mounted Ralph, and Norton went behind me and lubed up his cock, and slowly slid it into my ass.

I screamed out, "Fuck yes. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Don't stop you two."

Feeling those two cocks in me was something dreams are made of.

Norton yelled out, "Shit I am cumming."

I felt a load of cum dripping out of my ass onto the royal bed. Ralph was right behind Norton and filled me up with his cum.

We all fell back into the bed in a heap.

Norton asked, "I never caught your name. What is it?"

I said, "Sinderbella."

Norton said, "Wow, we knew someone with a similar name, but she was a prude. She had a fairy godmother and drove a pumpkin."

I said, "I have a fairy godmother, but he drives a watermelon."

Ralph laughed and said, "You must be talking about Henry. A heavy-set guy with a beard?"

I said, "Yes, that is him."

Norton laughed and said, "He is no fairy godmother. He is the Kings pimp. He goes out and finds ragamuffins to fill the King's needs sexually. He uses drugs to knock people out and make them think he has magic."

Steam was pouring out of me, and I was so mad. I had a crossdressing scam artist bring me here so the King and the Prince could get the feeble rocks off.

I looked at those two and said, "I have to get even somehow."

Norton said, "We have been waiting for someone like you to be our Queen. I have an army of thousands of warriors just waiting to overthrow the King. Will you be our Queen?"

I said, "Fuck yes."

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One week later, I sat in the old King's chair and was the new ruler of my queendom. Ralph and Norton are now Prince’s. Norton plays the guitar and Ralph plays the drums. They both wear purple when they perform at our parties. They are very popular with the younger generation. They love when they play “Purple Snow” and “When Turkeys Cry”.

My stepsisters now cook and clean the prison as inmates. 

My fairy godmother, you ask what I have done to him? He runs a drag show at the local prison, and the King and Prince perform with him. I hear that after the show, all three are given the shaft.

The moral of the story is, beware of fairy godmothers with beards.