Chapter 9 - Cinderella and Merida
Cinderella was as lovely as her name. She was a sunset in a frame. Though she was dressed in rags, she wore an air of queenly grace. Anyone could see, a throne be her proper place.
Once cherished by her wealthy parents, fate dealt a cruel hand to poor young Cinderella. Her mother passed away, and in an attempt to provide his daughter with a new mother figure, her father married a woman named Lady Tremaine. Tragically, Lady Tremaine and her two ugly daughters inherited his house and wealth upon his death. Her stepmother was fiercely envious of Cinderella's beauty and charm and subjected her to abuse and slavery while doting on her own daughters.
Cinderella bore her suffering with grace, as she was as kind as could be. However, she never lost hope of escaping her miserable life and living in a castle one day, perhaps finding her true love in the process. She harbored a particular fantasy about a certain woman she had seen on her trips to the city to collect food for her stepmother and sisters. This woman was Princess Merida of DunBroch, a slender girl with long, wild, flaming red hair, a round face, cute freckles, rosy cheeks, blue eyes, and the most magnificent breasts Cinderella had ever seen. Despite only catching brief glimpses of her, Cinderella couldn't forget the princess's striking features. For now, though, she was stuck in her current situation. Still, she held onto the belief that if you keep on believing, your wish will come true, and she never gave up on her dreams. Her favorite pastime was lying in bed after completing her chores, fantasizing about Princess Merida's alluring body while softly touching herself under the blanket. But then, when she woke up with a wet bedsheet, she had to start all over again with her duties – taking care of the animals, working for her stepmother and sisters, cleaning the entire house, and catering to every one of her stepfamily's needs, no matter how demanding or humiliating it might be.
One morning, Cinderella awoke earlier than usual. After preparing breakfast for her stepmother and sisters, she collected the mail. She was astonished to find a royal seal on one of the letters. Excitedly, she opened it with care and read it. A ball was to be held in honor of Prince Charming, and every eligible maiden was required to attend. The royal family of DunBroch, including Princess Merida, was also set to attend.
Cinderella's daydreaming was interrupted by her stepmother's angry voice, shouting: "Cinderella! What's taking so long? I'm hungry, and I'm horny!"
Sighing heavily, Cinderella placed the letters beside her stepmother's breakfast on a tray. She then ascended to her stepmother's room, where she saw her sitting in bed, petting her cat, Lucifer, on her lap.
"About time," she grumbled.
Cinderella placed the tray on the commode, and Lady Tremaine examined the pile of letters. "Why is that one open?" she inquired, pointing at the ball invitation.
"It was already open when I found it, Madame," Cinderella replied sweetly.
"Bloody mail service," her stepmother muttered and took a sip of her tea. "Now strip for me," she commanded.
Cinderella was accustomed to being treated as a sex object and simply curtsied before beginning to remove her servant clothes in front of her stepmother, who watched while eating her breakfast and issuing occasional commands like "turn around!" or "bend over for me". It was no surprise that Lady Tremaine was attracted to her; Cinderella was a stunning young woman with a slender, softly-shaped figure, d-cup breasts, and flawless fair skin. Her lips were pink, her eyes twinkled blue, and her strawberry-blonde hair fell in soft bangs around her face.
When Cinderella was completely naked, Lady Tremaine set the tray aside. "Now lick me," she ordered.
Cinderella knew better than to refuse such instructions, and it was common for her stepmother to want her pussy eaten in the mornings. Though she didn't enjoy it, she had learned to accept her place as a slave and servant. As she licked her stepmother's fanny, she allowed herself to fantasize about Princess Merida, which made the experience slightly more bearable.
Later that day, Cinderella heard her stepmother shouting and cursing about the letter and the possibility of one of her daughters marrying the prince and becoming royalty. Cinderella didn't care about the prince, but she was thrilled by the prospect of seeing Princess Merida again. The letter stated that "every eligible maiden" was required to attend, and Cinderella assumed that included her. She struggled to find a suitable dress for the occasion, but her mouse friends helped her create an exquisite gown from discarded clothing thrown out by her stepsisters.
However, her stepsisters discovered the dress later that evening and tore it apart while Cinderella was still wearing it and ready to go. They left her naked and in tears on the freshly cleaned floor, watching as the carriage with Lady Tremaine and her daughters departed without her.
"I can't believe this," she sobbed. "There's nothing left to believe in."
As she sat there feeling miserable, a bright light shone upon her, and a portly woman in blue robes and white hair appeared before her.
"Nonsense, child," the woman said. "If you've lost all your faith, I couldn't be here. And here I am."
Cinderella squinted and stared at her, wondering where she had come from.
The woman helped Cinderella to her feet. "Come now, dry those tears. You can't go to the ball looking like that."
"The ball? Oh, but I'm not -"
"Of course you are!" the woman interrupted. "But we have to hurry, because even miracles take a little time." The woman rolled up her sleeves.
"Miracles?" Cinderella asked in a hopeful tone of voice. "Who are you?"
"Your Fairy Godmother!" she said, and in her hand, a wand appeared out of thin air.
Cinderella placed her hand over her mouth in shock. "Can you get me to the ball?"
"Oh yes indeed!" her Fairy Godmother replied. "But not looking like that."
Cinderella looked down on her naked and filthy body. "Can you make a dress for me?"
"A dress?" the Fairy Godmother said in protest. "No, no, no! You want to impress Merida, yes?"
Cinderella nodded, a little shy.
"Then a fancy dress won't do. Merida is a wild and randy girl so a sexy outfit might be the way to go. But first, we must clean you up." The Fairy Godmother swung her wand. "Bibbidi bobbidi boo!"
In an instant, all amounts of dirt on Cinderella's body vanished in a flash of light, and she was clean as a surgeon's operating table. All hair was gone from her body as well and she was smooth all over. She had gotten an amazing smell too. Like roses.
"Marvelous!" The Fairy Godmother said cheerfully. "Now, let's give you a role that will come naturally to you." The Fairy Godmother thought for a while but then lit up. "I got it! Bibbidi bobbidi boo!"
Cinderella's naked clean body got covered in a sexy maid uniform. It was a black mini dress with ruffled white mesh trim, a black satin bow, a high neck collar, cut out bust, black stockings, a maid headpiece, and a feather duster which appeared in her hand.
"Oh honey, you look hot!" The Fairy Godmother said, and Cinderella had a big smile on her face. "Your princess will be delighted to see you, that's for sure. But I'm afraid this won't last forever. You will have only till midnight, and if you don't get out by then, you will be turned into an organ."
Cinderella looked confused at her. "An organ? Oh… okay. But this is more than I ever hoped for. How will I get there?" Cinderella asked and waved the feather duster around.
"Easier done than said," The Fairy Godmother said, snapped her fingers and suddenly Cinderella's entire surroundings, including the Fairy Godmother, transformed in a split-second, and she was now standing in a room filled with fancy furniture, ancient art on the walls, and a bed with colorful bedsheets. Cinderella didn't even get to think before the door opened behind her and a beautiful redhead entered. Both Merida and Cinderella shrieked of surprise by seeing each other.
"Oh, they have maids here too," Merida then said with her sexy Scottish accent. "Mah cousin is so spoiled."
Cinderella was frozen to the spot and was having a hard time getting a single word out, but finally succeeded. "I'm just here to clean, ma'am."
"Oh, don't hold back. I'm just gonna change my robes for this stupid ball," Merida said and sat down on the bed while Cinderella started to sweep here and there with her duster. Merida's chambers were pretty clean already though.
"I really don't understand why they go through all of this trouble to make an entire ball for Charming so he can magically see some young maiden and make love at first sight like "zing!". It only works that way in the fairy tales, but this is bludy real life! And if he gets to choose himself, why do I have to be married to some random prince who wins some dumb tournament? If I were in the tournament myself, I would beat all of those fuckers! It's no fair."
Merida glanced at Cinderella, who was diligently dusting off some candles. "I'm sorry, I'm just ranting about my boring problems."
Cinderella looked up at Princess Merida with her wide, hopeful eyes. "Oh no, please continue, ma'am."
Merida smiled. "No, I should change. You missed a spot on the carpet over there, though." She pointed and bit her lip as she watched Cinderella get down on all fours with her shapely ass in the air.
"You're amazing at this cleaning thing," Merida complimented, her eyes roaming up Cinderella's short skirt.
"Thank you, ma'am," Cinderella said humbly. "I've been doing it my whole life."
"Is that right?" Merida didn't take her eyes off her maid. "Well..."
Merida crossed her legs and pulled off her top, revealing her firm, ample breasts encased in a black corset, stockings, and panties. Cinderella found it hard to look away, and Merida noticed.
"I need your opinion, missy," Merida said. "Do these stockings look too much?"
Cinderella stuttered. "I... you... I mean, you look sexy in stockings, Princess Merida. Of course they're not too much."
Merida grabbed Cinderella's skirt and pulled her closer. "You're such a sweet little thing, missy," she said, tracing her finger over Cinderella's soft chin.
"Thank you, ma'am," Cinderella replied.
Merida spread her legs. "Should I wear knickers or not?"
Cinderella felt a tingle between her own legs as she looked at Merida's crotch, covered in thin black panties.
"I don't know if your mom would be too happy if you didn't wear any knickers to the ball," Cinderella said.
Merida moved closer to Cinderella. "Fuck my mum," she whispered, her breath hot on Cinderella's face.
She grabbed Cinderella's hand and guided it between her legs. Cinderella could feel the dampness through the panties. Merida was wet, she could tell. Their heads moved closer slowly, and they closed their eyes as their tongues collided. Cinderella could feel the adrenaline of her heart pumping as they licked each other's tongues slowly and playfully while their lips barely touched.
Cinderella couldn't resist any longer and cupped Merida's breasts in her hands. They were soft and firm, just as she had dreamed. She needed to taste them, so she leaned down and licked and sucked the nipples one by one.
"Mmm... that feels nice," Merida purred, biting her lower lip and staring lustfully at her sexy maid.
Cinderella licked all over them while Merida pushed them together. They kissed again, their tongues entwining sensuously and wetly. Cinderella massaged Merida's pussy slowly with one hand on the outside of her panties. Merida wanted it quicker and grabbed Cinderella's hand to guide it faster on her pussy, making her moan. Cinderella pushed Merida backwards onto the bed and pulled the panties upwards to make a wedgie, exposing her beautiful pink pussy. She spat on it and watched it slide through. She inhaled the musky scent of a woman in heat and dove her face into Merida's pussy while pulling her panties to the side. Merida moaned immediately and was writhing as Cinderella assaulted her clit with her tongue.
Merida moaned, "Oh my god, you are so good at that!"
Merida watched as her maid, Cinderella, flipped around on the bed. Cinderella lifted her skirt, revealing her plump, round ass. She removed her panties and bent over, presenting her bald pussy to Merida. Merida traced her fingers over Cinderella's slick lips, feeling the wetness seeping between them. Cinderella gasped as Merida's fingers delved into her hot, slippery core. Cinderella moaned loudly, her body trembling with pleasure. This was an unfamiliar sensation for her, one that she found divine.
Merida peeled off Cinderella's outfit and tossed it aside. Cinderella's ample breasts and stiff nipples jutted towards the ceiling. Cinderella laid back down, her legs spread wide, and Merida immediately began to suck and pull on her hard nipple while her fingers snaked down her body to find her slick slit. Merida moved between Cinderella's legs and began licking her taut clit. Cinderella thrashed and writhed in ecstasy. Merida was buried between her legs, and Cinderella clutched at Merida's curly hair, guiding her around her slick snatch.
"Ohhhhh, my god. FUCK." Cinderella cried out. She felt like she was caught in a wild dance, a heart-pounding roller coaster ride, all while screaming and shivering in pleasure. She came explosively, drenching Merida's face with her nectar. Merida relished the taste, describing it as fresh, delicious, and heavenly. She devoured it hungrily, eager for more.
"Damn, yer juices should be outlawed!" Merida exclaimed, her voice filled with addiction. Cinderella smiled.
"Princess?" Cinderella whispered, moving closer to Merida. Their breaths mingled as their lips almost touched. "You should not wear any knickers," she suggested suddenly, pushing Merida forward.
Merida gasped. "Aye! Ah love it rough, missy!"
Merida arched her back, presenting her rear to Cinderella. Cinderella quickly pulled down Merida's panties and spread her cheeks. She slid a finger into Merida's entrance, then added another. She thrust them in until she could go no deeper, then pulled them back and rammed them in again. Cinderella moved her mouth to Merida's tight asshole, feeling it open and pulse as her tongue delved inside. Merida cheered, her body quivering with anticipation. Cinderella fully extended her tongue and blindly stabbed it into Merida's milking butt chute while still fingering her pussy-hole.
"That's it, that's it, tongue fuck me, slave, tongue fuck my asshole!" Merida screamed in delight. She felt the orgasm building within her, a wave of heat and tingling that began at her feet and surged up her legs until it reached a climax, and she cried out in ecstasy.
Both Merida and Cinderella's hearts pounded as they heard a knock on the door and a sharp voice from beyond.
"Merida? Are you okay, my dear? I heard a scream."
It was Queen Elinor, Merida's mother. Merida cast a rebellious glance at her maid lying on the disheveled bed and pressed a finger to her lips, signaling for Cinderella to stay quiet.
"Everything's fine, Mum!" Merida gasped, still catching her breath from her previous orgasm. "I just fell out of bed." She grinned at Cinderella, whose heart raced with adrenaline.
"Are you dressed yet? The ball has started, and a princess should not be late," Elinor said, her voice tense.
"Absolutely, Mum," Merida replied. "I'll be there in a minute!"
"Well, you better!" Elinor declared, and the two naked girls could hear her footsteps fading down the hall.
Merida waited until she was certain her mother was out of earshot before she looked seductively at Cinderella and demanded, "Now, let me see those titties."
Cinderella hesitated. "Aren't you gonna go down there for the ball?"
Merida sighed and crept towards Cinderella. She kissed her repeatedly, her lips brushing against Cinderella's with an almost aggressive intensity. "I couldn't care less about my mum. She wants me to marry some pompous prince I've never met before." Merida scoffed, her disgust palpable. "I'd rather marry you, missy."
Cinderella blushed and giggled as Merida began to stroke her breasts. Cinderella suddenly grabbed Merida's wrist and licked each finger, one by one.
"Well, if you're not leaving me anytime soon..." Cinderella playfully pushed Merida down onto her back and lifted her legs, her feet close together. "...then I'm gonna play some more with you."
Merida spread her own pussy and asscheeks, creating a clear path for Cinderella's nimble fingers. Cinderella slipped them into Merida's hot, wet pussy, expertly pressing all the right buttons to send Merida into a frenzy of pleasure. Merida had to bite down on her stockings to stifle her screams.
"Oh yeah! Punish me! I've been such a bad girl. Oh God, fuck!"
Cinderella pinched her own nipple and dragged it across Merida's clit, eliciting deep moans from both women.
Cinderella crawled on top of Merida, who was panting heavily. They kissed passionately, their tongues intertwining in a sensual dance.
"I adore how naughty you are, missy," Merida purred, wrapping her legs around Cinderella. "And you smell amazing. What perfume do you use?"
Cinderella smiled, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. "It's called Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo."
Merida leaned in to breathe in Cinderella's enchanting scent and kissed her quickly and playfully. "I need to taste you again. I need you to sit on my face." She whispered huskily.
"You can have me any way you want..."
Merida spread out on her back with a red pillow beneath her head. Cinderella positioned her lush ass over Merida's face. Merida held Cinderella's thighs with one hand, moving her face and tongue from the asshole to the pussy in a continuous motion. Cinderella's legs began to tremble, and she moaned like a wild beast. Merida used her free hand to push a finger into her own pussy.
Cinderella relished the view. "You look so hot when you touch yourself! Ahhh fuck! Treat me like your personal plaything!" she demanded.
"Cum for me, baby. Cum in my mouth. I need to taste you again!" Merida cried out, nearing the brink of her own desire.
Cinderella felt her vagina flutter like a butterfly's wings. The bed rocked dangerously as she climaxed all over Merida's face. Merida shouted in ecstasy as she slurped up Cinderella's delightful cum and moaned just from the taste.
"You taste so good!" Merida exclaimed, almost in disbelief.
Cinderella struggled to regain her senses.
Merida's voice broke the spell. "I could spend hours between your legs, teasing... sucking... sipping... tasting you." Her fingers danced across Cinderella's breasts.
As they gazed into each other's eyes with mad love, Cinderella noticed a clock on the commode. It was nearing midnight. She panicked and jumped up, causing Merida to look confused.
"Where are you going? We're not done! I'm going to fuck you till you can't walk!" Merida exclaimed, biting her lip.
Cinderella hesitated, torn between her desire for Merida and the fear of turning into an organ. "I really want to, but I... I don't want to be turned into an organ! I'm sorry."
Merida's eyes widened in shock as a naked Cinderella fled from her chambers and down a long hallway. "Wait!" Merida shouted after her, her breasts bouncing with each stride. "You didn't tell me your name!"
Cinderella dashed through a grand ballroom filled with elegantly dressed women, praying they wouldn't recognize her. She ran past Elinor, her stepmother, and sisters, who were all searching for the prince. Cinderella felt their heads turn as she ran by in her birthday suit and hoped they wouldn't remember her. She made it to the gates just in time, where a carriage awaited her.
She breathed a sigh of relief as the fairy godmother appeared beside her out of thin air. The fairy godmother checked her watch. "You just made it," she said, satisfied.
As they drove away from the palace, Cinderella could hear the clock tower behind them striking midnight.
Back at the palace, Merida picked up Cinderella's abandoned maid uniform. She buried her face in it, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her lost maid. Determined, she vowed to find her, no matter the cost.