The Coronation

A magnificent Lady becomes a glorious Queen.

Information to begin with, this is a AU story that needs some backstory first, this is a Cinderella story that takes place during Cinderella 3, basically Lady Tremaine is using the wand in a place constructed by the wand, Anastasia and Drizella are in their own little worlds to keep them distracted whilst Lady Tremaine uses the wand to her advantage, her looks have been changed so she looks attractive and is in a 'caring' relationship with Prince Charming. To explain her looks correctly, the images of her as a younger woman indicate that if her face was a little softer, she would look perfect, so her chin is a little rounder, she has no wrinkles and looks facially loving and kind. Her body is pretty much Jessica Rabbit and she is deciding on what outift she is going to wear.


She placed down her tea cup and thought to herself about her situation she was in, her choice of clothing needed to be absolutely perfect, but "perfect how?" She wondered as she wandered around the room. Her face, she knew would need a little dash of make-up and it would be perfect that was easy, as for her dress... It would need to have a style that would work for the event and it would need to avoid certain colours, such as white, black and dark colours, whilst she wore purple when she went to the original grand ball, that was to exhibit an aura of maturity and eloquence, this event that colour would not be needed and then her eyes widened and then she smiled.

"I know exatly what to do." She walked over to the large mirror, raised up the wand and spoke clearly out loud, "Bibbidi, Bobbidi Boo." The green blast bounced off the miror and hit her and a large quantity of smoke covered her up and then, it disapperated, revealing a beautiful cream colour dress, it hugged her contours to perfection her white gloves were but the cherry of top of this magnificent cake and as she wandered around getting a flow to her new dress, she heard a little tap at the door. Proudly she strolled along towards the door opened it up and saw the Prince awaiting her, the dull eyes and warm smile was what she enjoyed most about what he had done to him with the magic wand. "My dearest, the ceremony is about to commence, please let me escort you there." and all Lady Tremaine could do was smile in anticipation.

She walked hand in hand with her prince gazing ahead, as she entered the hall, a hushed whisper created by the wand wandered in the air with a repeated whisper of "Unebelievable." "She's beautiful." "She's pure perfection." All played at different volumes echoed around and as she walked up to the throne, the whispers were silenced. She slowly turned and sat down on the throne and created trumpet noises. The Prince carried the crown towards her and gently placed it atop her head and a cry of "All hail the Queen! All hail the Queen!" echoed around the hall.

Soon afterwards the newly crowned Queen and the Prince had a private feast for the two of them of them and after she had had her fill, she whispered into the Prince's ear, "Underneath, please." The prince crawled underneath the table and began to kiss and lick her feet and once the feet were clean she stood up and snapped her fingers and the Prince was right beside her and the two walked away to the bedroom.

Lady Tremaine, or more specifically, Queen [name insert here] gracefully entered her new bedroom and she was in awe at the majesty of the room, it was twice the size of the previous bedroom and was an orchestra of perfection and splendor, exactly what a queen needed.

She was looking forward to what was about to happen as she shimmered away both her and the Prince's clothing, leaving the two of them competely naked and she curled her finger at the Prince, who silently walked towards her. The prince stood next to her and the Elegant Lady Tremaine placed her breasts around his shoulders and lightly smothered him for thirty seconds, "Ah, to be free and flightful." She purred as she disengaged from the Prince and and pointed to the bed and the Prince silently walked to the bed and laid down on it.

She crawled onto the bed and whispered into the wand, the Prince's appendage grew thick and strong and she slowly impaled herself on it and slowly she moved up and down, having her thighs crash down on him and after thirty minutes of intense thrusting the wand was waved once more, the Prince unleashed his semen and Lady Tremaine felt exalted with delight. she downed an entire glass of red wine and lifted the Prince's head up to her left nipple and she gave a single command, "Suckle." Like a newborn infant the prince softly suckled on the nipple and the magninficent queen breath a sigh of exhiliration and exclaimed "This is pure heaven."

THE END...

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