If the Shoe Fits (Completed)

If the Shoe Fits (Completed)

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What would you do if a mysterious admirer started sending you love notes under the name 'Prince Charming'? Would you attempt to discover his identity or just enjoy the mystery? "A delicate rose just beginning to bloom was on her bedspread. The color was such a deep hue of red it seemed almost painted; as if should you hold it upside down the color would drip from its petals and onto the floor in scarlet rivers." In this modern take on Cinderella (with a few twists of course), Ailia finds herself exactly in that position with a lovely ball gown and unknown escort. Add in her best friend Bibi, who begins recieving notes from an admirer of her own, and you've got yourself a modern fairy tale.
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A spicy fairytale retelling of Aurora and Prince Philip. the lost beauty meets her prince. A spicy twist on a fairytale favorite ----- She spotted him. He was so handsome. He had shaved slightly but the scruff was still there, and she could feel her cheeks growing red and her thighs clenching together. She couldn't lie in saying every single inch of her body pulled her to him. And oh how badly she wanted him to touch her. But still she held her head high and proceeded to walk past him without a word. He was growing frustrated as she walked past him without a word. He roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her into the hall, away from the crowd. His hands subconsciously trailed her body. They traced her hips and her thighs, they roamed over her butt and he squeezed it, knowing she would like that. She moaned and leaned into his arm, gripping him tightly. She couldn't help it, she hadn't seen him in what felt like so long. "Stop. You're- You're betrothed Philip. To someone else!" She said breathlessly trying to be mad at him as he trailed his fingers under her dress. "You silly girl," He smirked as he roughly grabbed her wet cunt and she gasped. "I'm betrothed to you."

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