<strong>The Wicked Queen<br/><br/>Snow White's palace<br/><br/>Tagging-Snow White</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/tumblr_ltwsffW1BX1qd9idgo1_500-1.jpg)</div>The wicked queen stood within the shadow of the forest, but a short distance from the royal palace. Her magic mirror had shown her the prince riding with his knights, on some sickeningly gallant and noble quest no doubt. Snow White, her mirror had shown her was left behind.<br/><br/>"Aah, my pretty." The Queen gloated as she studied the palace. "Such a shame that the gorgeous hunk has left your bed and your precious little pussy. A shame that I will set to rights."<br/><br/>The beautiful, but evil woman waved her arms theatrically muttering in some arcane language. A purple mist enveloped her and when it dissipated a perfect resemblance of Snow White's prince stood in her place. The Queen ran her hands down the body she had conjured, feeling the strength and hardness of the unfamiliar form. Her hand cupped her crotch, her eyes widening and a smile spreading on her lips.<br/><br/>"Oh my, hung as well as handsome." The Queen giggled in perfect imitation of the princes voice.<br/><br/>The Queen strode from the cover of the forest and made her way along the road to the gates of the palace. Standing before the stout doors she stood with her hands upon her hips in the heroic and manly stance expected of handsome princes.<br/><br/>"Open the gates for your prince." She bellowed. "My steed stumbled and I was unhorsed as I was returning to my beloved Snow White."<br/><br/>The gates were opened immediately and the Queen entered, waving off those that crowded her inquiring if the prince was injured in his fall. Assuring the palace staff their prince was unhurt, the Queen hurried into the palace proper and made her way directly to Snow White's bedchamber. She rapped upon the door, stifling the evil smile on the Prince's face.<br/><br/>"Honey, I'm home." The Queen called out.