Once upon a time there was a young, virtuous and very handsome Prince named Sorta Snow White but he was called Dean for short.

He drove all the village people crazy with his penchant for denim cut offs. Prince Dean Winchester had a royal rump worthy of riding. Unfortunately for them the gates to that garden of delights were sealed shut until someone put a ring on his finger.

Dean had many hobbies like soap carving, bonsai gardening and he recently started his own microbrewery called Bootylicious Brew. The label had Dean looking over his shoulder with his charms prominently displayed in cut offs. It was a best seller at all the liquor stores in the kingdom more for the label and less for the taste.

The prince's true passion was anything to do with apples. Since he was a wee one Dean loved to bake with his mother and he always insisted on using apples. He was one young man that couldn't turn one down.

Before his mother died she warned Dean that his love of succulent, tender fruits would get him in trouble. He took that not in the way she intended. After that Dean vowed he would keep himself intact. Mary had been talking about apples.

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Several years after his beloved wife died handsome and lonely father King John held a grand ball with invitations sent to all the eligible young women in the kingdom. He didn't care about status; John wanted a woman with beauty, purity, kindness and an honest heart. Mostly John wanted beauty and he figured the rest would come with the package. John wasn't very bright.

At the ball two ladies caught his fancy; one was a tall, slender young woman with hair the color of fire named Abby. The second was a young woman whose name doesn't really matter because she was found stabbed to death in the cloak room.

Abby had a hell of a time getting the blood stains out of her gown but it's amazing what some club soda, little elbow grease and determination will do.

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John was smitten and it was a whirlwind romance. The couple wed just a short time later against Dean's protests.

The Kingdom of Winchester now had a new Queen. Abby seemed pleasant and kind. Dean tried his best to get along with his new step-mother but he had suspicions she was a power hungry witch. Still to keep his father happy the prince with the perky bottom treated Abby with civility.

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There was a kingdom not far away ruled by the royal Campbells. The kingdom was very prosperous due to their export of fine canned soups to other kingdoms.

The soup labels had a picture of gorgeous Prince Sam reclining on a bed of fresh produce, holding a chicken and his royal bits covered by a giant eggplant. On another he sat naked upon a cow with a zucchini in one hand and a carrot in the other.

The company motto was printed underneath each label, "A meal fit for a prince!"

King Robert and Queen Ellen found their young, attractive and oversexed son a handful. For his eighteenth birthday he insisted on getting a big gold pendent that spelled out "SLUT" studded in diamonds.

Sam loved booty; there was nothing better than a shapely rear end to get the princes libido in over drive but sadly he found not one boy in the entire kingdom that had the right proportions.

He had deflowered every pretty virgin he could find and still he went to bed alone each night. Mostly because when he was done poking his latest conquest Sam unceremoniously kicked the lad right out of his bed and told him to hit the road.

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On this particular day Prince Sam was at a ribbon cutting ceremony for the new wing of the factory that would be producing only very chunky soups. He was holding a ridiculously big scissors in one hand and eating an apple with the other as he perused the crowd from the stage looking for his next conquest.

Sam knew not one of them could hold his interest long enough to court and marry. Now his parents were pressuring him to pick someone but he refused.

King Robert looked out at the crowd of happy people trying to spot a young man that might catch his son's fancy, he pointed to a bright eyed blonde, "Sam what about that one?"

Sam rolled his eyes, "I've had him over every piece of furniture in the castle. He is what you call…oh what is the word I'm looking for…slut! Yes that's it, he is a slut.

"Really Sam you're so rude sometimes, by extension doesn't that make you a slut?"

Sam tossed his head back and let out a hearty laugh, "That's what the pendent says." The blonde waved to Sam from the crowd. "Hey dad, one more ride on that boy and I'll need a miner's hat in case I fall in. You know, because he's cavernous."

Robert growled, "I have had it with your antics! You will find a suitable mate in a timely fashion or I will pick one for you. I want grandbabies damn it!"

Sam gestured toward the crowd, "Oh I'm sure there are plenty running around the kingdom, take your pick."

"No smartass, I want a legitimate heir and your butt nailed down to one man. He must be lovely and fertile."

Sam hefted the giant scissors in the air and the crowd went wild, "He better be able to put up with me. I want a sassy virgin with a plump, delicious ass."

The prince leaned down and spoke into the microphone, "Are ya'll ready for some chunky soup?" The crowd shouted, "Yeah!"

Sam let out a loud whoop, cut the ribbon then did a fist pump, "Yeah baby! Any hot guys out there come meet me around back cause I got royal seed that needs expelling!"

Queen Ellen shook her head sadly, "Robert our son is so wild…I'm afraid it's going to take someone special to settle him down."

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Dean winked at himself in the mirror and declared, "Dean Winchester you are pretty damn special." He turned around and admired his virgin fanny in the mirror, "No one is gonna ride this royal rump without a ring on my finger!" He slapped it enjoying the nice jiggle and then got dressed for dinner.

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Queen Abby stood in front of the huge gilded mirror in her bedchamber, "Mirror Mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"

Gabriel, making a guest appearance as the magic mirror appeared as a floating head, "Sorta Snow White is the fairest of them all…sorry baby."

Abby hissed, "No that can't be, I'm the fairest of them all! This is what I get for purchasing a mirror from the Ye Olde Allmart."

Gabriel scowled at the queen, "Hey don't blame the mirror, I'm your advisor. It doesn't matter what cheap ass frame you put me in I speak the truth you old witch."

She gave her magical advisor a petulant look, "Well I don't believe it, how could Dean be better looking than me?"

"Have you seen the kid? Once he turned sixteen it was like BAM…hot, oh so very, very hot and tasty! If I had a lower half I'd take a swing at that ass in a heartbeat. You, not so much."

Abby punched the mirror cracking it, "Damn it Gabe shut your piehole!" Now there were at least a dozen tiny Gabriel heads laughing at her, "Wow you really need some anger management baby." She tossed a blanket over the frame then sat at her dressing table to primp for dinner.

Gabriel popped up in that mirror as well, "Surprise! You have stress lines crabby Abby, the king wont like that."

She stormed out of the room wishing she never would have created him in the first place.

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The queen sat there watching Dean eating a bowl of soup before the main course, "This stuff is great! You know they opened a chunky division in the Kingdom of Campbell."

John sipped his chalice of wine, "Oh yes I saw the billboard with Prince Sam holding up a can. That boy is so handsome he could sell ice to people that live in a climate where there is a lot of ice to be had," he took another sip, "but they purchase the ice anyway because Sam is attractive."

Suddenly John turned red and began coughing; he fell from his chair and landed on the floor deader than a doornail.

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King Robert hurried into the room waving a letter, "Sam I need you to do damage control, King Winchester died while eating our meat and veg soup!"

Sam had a foot planted between his legs getting a toe job from a new servant boy, "Why do I have to go?"

"Because the prince is having an inquiry into his father's death and I want you to reassure him our soup has nothing to do with it."

"Oh father, not another unattractive male. I have a very hard time being Prince Charming to a beast of a boy."

His father handed him a bottle of Bootylicious Beer, "There…that is the prince you will be discussing matters with." Sam's eyes opened wide and a naughty smile crossed his lips, "Consider it done!"

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Abby watched from the balcony along with her hand mirror so Gabriel could observe. Dean was crying while he worked on his memorial bonsai tree for his father.

"Look at him…bending over in those shorts like his ass was a party favor. Gabe what can I do about him? Another soup related death would be so suspicious but the kingdom goes to him on his next birthday."

Gabriel was watching Dean as he bent over carefully trimming a tiny branch, "What…did you say something? I was busy watching the fairest of them all."

The queen went to smash the hand mirror, "Oh you are useless!"

Gabriel shouted, "Wait! Just cool your jets baby, let daddy think…um…oh send him to the village for something and then have your bravest huntsman kill Dean and bring back his heart as proof he's dead."

Abby kissed the mirror, "Gabe what would I do without you?"

He frowned, peeking over the top of the smear, "What color is that, Gutter Bitch?"

Abby tossed the mirror over the balcony and walked away humming a happy tune. She had a plan now and sent for her bravest huntsman.

TBC

A/N New story here, any thoughts?

Thanks LeeMarieJack for suggesting the gold SLUT pendent. Sam looks pretty hot wearing it …in my mind that is.