51. Dropping
In For Dinner
The clever princess decided that sneaking in through the back window would be the wisest choice, and so she set the
bucket up around the backside of the cottage, and clambered in through the rear window, dropping down to the floor. A
quick inspection filled her slender body with dread. She was in a sweltering kitchen.
“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” asked a bellowing voice, looking over the interesting little visitor that decided
to drop in. “I wasn’t expecting dinner to just show up like this,” she added with a toothy grin. Rosella’s knees were
already weak from the ogress’s presence, but her words caused them to nearly buckle completely. Her blue eyes and
gaping mouth drained the overflow of fear that filled her slender body. She put up her little hands in meek defense, but
the ogress dismissed them with one of her own large dirty hands. The wretched ogre’s wife seemed more interested in
the long flowing hair atop the trembling princess’s head. Her thick soiled fingers gnarled themselves in Rosella’s
beautiful blonde hair, and hoisted the hapless girl off the ground! The shock caused Rosella to instantly see spots as
she was dragged up and down, bouncing roughly off the ground like a yo-yo.
Rosella was hoisted onto the counter top and dropped with a resounding crash. The princess tried to orient herself and
squirm away while the ogress reached for a stinky old rope on the floor. Noticing the girl trying to escape, she grabbed
at the hem of her skirt, and pulled her back to the center of counter, and pinned her with a fat ugly thumb. Rosella
kicked her legs around in a fury, but that only succeeded in forcing her skirt open, revealing her long white stocking clad
legs, and a preview of dinner! The ogress, kept the squirrelly princess pinned while she coiled the smelly rope around
her again and again.
Moments later, Rosella was effectively bound with rope, and the ends of her long blonde hair, tied to hook, hanging her
above a large black cauldron! Between the feeling of dreaded warmth beneath her, the ogress setting the table, and
her knotted hair holding her on a hook (she was going to need a LOT of conditioner to get THAT out!), Rosella found it
within herself to squirm a little more. She only succeeded in causing her shoes to drop from her feet, followed by a
couple plops and a hiss. Gulp, thought the princess as she curled her little stocking toes in dread. While she was all for
being the guest of honor at dinner, THIS was a little ridiculous! It was however, too late for princess Rosella. The
ogress came toward her menacingly with a large cleaver. One swipe at the knot in Rosella’s hair, and she dropped into
the boiling stew pot! Even though it wasn’t very funny to Rosella, her long hair DID kind of resemble spaghetti as it
bubbled around in the water ; ) -Her last thought was “I hope Genesta and co are fairing better than THIS!”
-The End
Try Again?
The clever princess decided that sneaking in through the back window would be the wisest choice, and so she set the
bucket up around the backside of the cottage, and clambered in through the rear window, dropping down to the floor. A
quick inspection filled her slender body with dread. She was in a sweltering kitchen.
“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” asked a bellowing voice, looking over the interesting little visitor that decided
to drop in. “I wasn’t expecting dinner to just show up like this,” she added with a toothy grin. Rosella’s knees were
already weak from the ogress’s presence, but her words caused them to nearly buckle completely. Her blue eyes and
gaping mouth drained the overflow of fear that filled her slender body. She put up her little hands in meek defense, but
the ogress dismissed them with one of her own large dirty hands. The wretched ogre’s wife seemed more interested in
the long flowing hair atop the trembling princess’s head. Her thick soiled fingers gnarled themselves in Rosella’s
beautiful blonde hair, and hoisted the hapless girl off the ground! The shock caused Rosella to instantly see spots as
she was dragged up and down, bouncing roughly off the ground like a yo-yo.
Rosella was hoisted onto the counter top and dropped with a resounding crash. The princess tried to orient herself and
squirm away while the ogress reached for a stinky old rope on the floor. Noticing the girl trying to escape, she grabbed
at the hem of her skirt, and pulled her back to the center of counter, and pinned her with a fat ugly thumb. Rosella
kicked her legs around in a fury, but that only succeeded in forcing her skirt open, revealing her long white stocking clad
legs, and a preview of dinner! The ogress, kept the squirrelly princess pinned while she coiled the smelly rope around
her again and again.
Moments later, Rosella was effectively bound with rope, and the ends of her long blonde hair, tied to hook, hanging her
above a large black cauldron! Between the feeling of dreaded warmth beneath her, the ogress setting the table, and
her knotted hair holding her on a hook (she was going to need a LOT of conditioner to get THAT out!), Rosella found it
within herself to squirm a little more. She only succeeded in causing her shoes to drop from her feet, followed by a
couple plops and a hiss. Gulp, thought the princess as she curled her little stocking toes in dread. While she was all for
being the guest of honor at dinner, THIS was a little ridiculous! It was however, too late for princess Rosella. The
ogress came toward her menacingly with a large cleaver. One swipe at the knot in Rosella’s hair, and she dropped into
the boiling stew pot! Even though it wasn’t very funny to Rosella, her long hair DID kind of resemble spaghetti as it
bubbled around in the water ; ) -Her last thought was “I hope Genesta and co are fairing better than THIS!”
-The End
Try Again?
