Once upon a time there was a King and Queen that ruled a Kingdom. They had a beautiful daughter appropriately named Beauty. The subjects in the kingdom were well treated, and generally happy. They had sex, made babies, got along with each other, and raised happy families.
There was only one hard and fast rule. Ever since the king had accidentally seen his wife relieving herself, he had decreed that there was to be no kissing below the waist. This did not bother most of the subjects–who would want to kiss down there?– so most of them were happy.
When Beauty was born, a wicked queen had put a curse on her: When she was 16, she would go into a deep sleep and would not wake up. This greatly distressed the King and Queen, for they loved their dayghter dearly, and did not wish to see her come to any harm. They searched for a way to outwit the curse, but were unable to do so.
On the evening of Beauty’s 16th birthday, Beauty’s fairy godmother paid her a visit. She said, “My dear, it is about time I told you something.” She explained about the curse. “But how will I know when it will start?” Beauty asked. “You don’t,” her fairy godmother replied. “But I have a remedy for when it happens…” She explained her remedy to Beauty, whose eyes twinkled with anticipation. “It might almost be worth it!” The fairy godmother smiled.
Beauty’s birthday party was a resounding success. Beauty danced with the prince of the next kingdom over, who was the son of her father’s dearest friend. The prince, whose name was Alex, seemed to hold Beauty much closer that convention required. He seemed to purposely let his body brush up against hers, let himself grind against her, his thumbs brush against her nipples. “Ah Beauty, what I would love to do to you!”
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