Cinderella is now 95 years old.
After a fulfilling life with the now dead Prince, she sits on the front porch in her rocking chair, watching the world go by, with a cat named Bob for companionship.
One sunny afternoon, out of nowhere, appeared the Fairy Godmother.
Cinderella exclaimed 'Fairy Godmother, what are you doing here after all these years'?
The Fairy Godmother replied 'Cinderella, since I last saw you, you have lived an exemplary life. Is there anything your heart still yearns for?'
Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed, and, after some < /STRONG>thoughtful consideration, she voiced her first wish.
'The prince was wonderful but not much of an investor. I'm living hand to mouth on my disability cheques and so I wish I were wealthy beyond comprehension.
Instantly her rocking chair turned into solid gold.
Cinderella was amazed 'Ooh thank you, Fairy Godmother'
The Fairy Godmother replied 'It is the least that I can do.
You have two further wishes, what else would you wish for ?'
Cinderella looked down at her frail body and replied 'I wish I were young and beautiful as I once was.'
Immediately, her wish became reality and her beautiful, young former self returned. Cinderella felt stirrings inside her that had been dormant for years.
The Fairy Godmother then spoke again 'You have one final wish, what will that be?'
Cinderella looked over to the frightened cat in the corner and said 'I wish for you to transform Bob, my old cat, into a kind and handsome young man'.
Magically, Bob underwent so fundamental a change in his biological make-up that, when he stood before her, he had become a gorgeously handsome man - the likes of which neither she nor the world had ever seen.
The Fairy Godmother said 'Congratulations, Cinderella, enjoy your new life.'
With a shock of electric blue light, the Fairy Godmother was gone as suddenly as she appeared.
Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the most beautiful, stunningly perfect man she had ever set eyes on.
Then Bob walked over to Cinderella, who was sitting transfixed in her rocking chair, and held her close in his young and muscular arms.
He leaned in close, blowing her golden hair with his warm breath as he whispered ....
'Bet you're sorry now that you took me to the vet'!!
