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The Fairy Godmother (TFG) waited in her cottage by the woods. She yawned. What’s taking Scarlett so long.
She’d sent her granddaughter out on a mission wearing red — a “come and get me, boys” neon sign.
Call it justice, call it revenge. Gran had a score to settle with the beast. Now it’s time to collect.
The wolf took her by surprise once. His bad breath stained her skin like cigarette fingers. Her entire body swam in his gut acids. Her lungs filled with his skank. A fate worse than death.
She made the bastard choke. He coughed her up like a fur ball. Slithering on the floor, she slipped on his muck. Frantic, she searched for a weapon without luck.
Like a homicidal angel, Mickey stood at the door with an axe.
About bloody time.
Trapped, the wolf burst through the window and made his getaway.
Fuck-n-hell!
A lifetime later, TFG waited with Mickey, his axe ready to swing.
“No, no, don’t make him bleed. His hide will stain.”
Virgin skin was a necessity.
“Cindy needs new heels, and I’d like to make her a matching coat so she doesn’t freeze her nips off at the gala.”
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If you enjoy TFG and her sidekick, Mickey, more Fudged Up Fairy Tales can be read here.
This gem of a story wouldn’t exist without the wonderful publication, Fiction Shorts.
Tannille 