Cinderella is now 95 years old. After a fulfilling life with
the now dead prince, she happily sits upon her rocking chair,
watching the world go by from her front porch, with a cat
named Bob for companionship.
One sunny afternoon out of nowhere, appeared the fairy
godmother. Cinderella said, "Fairy Godmother, what are you
doing here after all these years"?
The fairy godmother replied, "Cinderella, you have lived an
exemplary life since I last saw you. Is there anything for
which your heart still yearns?"
Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed, and after some
thoughtful consideration, she uttered her first wish: "The
prince was wonderful but not much of an investor. I'm living
hand to mouth on my disability checks, and I wish I were
wealthy beyond comprehension".
Instantly her rocking chair turned into solid gold. Cinderella
said, "Ooh, thank you, Fairy Godmother".
The fairy godmother replied "it is the least that I can do.
What do you want for your second wish?"
Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said, "I wish I
were young and full of the beauty and youth I once had." At
once, her wish became reality, and her beautiful young visage
Cinderella felt stirrings inside of her that had been dormant
for years. And then the fairy godmother spoke once more:
"You have one more wish; what shall it be?"
Cinderella looks over to the frightened cat in the corner and
says, "I wish for you to transform Bob, my old cat, into a kind
and handsome young man."
Magically, Bob suddenly underwent so fundamental a change in his
biological make-up that, when he stood before her, he was a man
so beautiful the likes of him neither she nor the world had ever seen.
The fairy godmother said, "Congratulations, Cinderella, enjoy your
new life. With a blazing shock of bright blue electricity, the fairy
godmother was gone as suddenly as she appeared.
For a few eerie moments, Bob and Cinderella looked into each
other's eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the most beautiful,
stunningly perfect man she had ever seen. Then Bob walked over
to Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her rocking chair, &held her
close in his young muscular arms. He leaned in close, blowing her
golden hair with his warm breath as he whispered.........
BET YOU'RE SORRY YOU NEUTERED ME."