Chubby Cinderella

Intro

You know my story, everyone does. I went to the ball, met the prince and fell in love but had to flee leaving nothing but my glass slipper. The prince then went on a hunt to find me and despite my stepmother's best efforts, he found me and we were married, happily ever after.

    This isn't the full story because who wants a fat princess? Nobody. Everyone who was there that day changed the narrative to hide what really happened and I'm here to set the story straight.

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My name was Cinderella and I worked for my stepmother and two stepsisters. It had been that way since my father died, and my stepmother took over the estate. She dictated everyone's life around here, especially mine. She told me what I can and cannot eat and what I can and cannot cook for everyone else. Pumpkin is at the top of her list of forbidden foods for some reason alone with dairy and sugar. She believed it to be too fattening for her as she and my step sisters were obsessed with their figures. They ate strictly regulated meals and she made me maintain the same schedule most of the time as well. Despite this, I was not entirely unhappy in my position. I was friends with the animals, especially the mice and spent my days cooking which is something I rather enjoy doing.

    My only wish was to go to a ball and soon that wish came true as I had a plan. This part of the story was told mostly in truth. I had help making a dress that my stepsisters destroyed completely, leaving me in rags. I went out to the garden and wept near the old pumpkin patch until my fairy godmother appeared and gave me the most wonderful dress and carriage. I arrived at the ball thrilled, especially when I found the desserts table. I quickly picked one up, not having had sweets since my father died, and put the first tart I grabbed into my mouth, nearly moaning with delight. It was so sweet and sugary, I had to have more but I knew I had to behave respectably. I took a step back to find the prince was behind me, watching me as I ate the tart.

    "Your Highness," I said, dropping into a low curtsy.

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The intro is a little short but the following chapters are much longer.