<strong>The wicked queen<br/>In her lair</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/tumblr_ltwsffW1BX1qd9idgo1_500-1.jpg)</div><br/>A half ruined tower stood on a cliff edge. Situated between a desolate moor and the raging sea the tower was forbidding and dark, but a light burned in one window high in the tower. That room was the bedchamber of the wicked queen.<br/><br/>The wicked queen stood in front of her magic mirror. Months of reconstructive magic had led her to this moment. The horrendous injuries she had suffered when those short assed cocksuckers had driven her over the cliff had finally been healed. The queen shrugged the black robe she was wearing off of her shoulders to reveal she was nude beneath.<br/><br/>Extensive magic had been wrought to mold her broken body into the perfect female form. The queen turned this way and that, admiring the perfection that she had wrought. Her hand delved between her thighs to stroke her bald pussy as she became  incredibly aroused by her own reflection. As her fingers played with her dampening cunt, she moaned with pleasure.<br/><br/>"Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?" She gasped.<br/><br/>"While you are very fair, there are others fairer." The mirror replied.<br/><br/>The mirror flashed up a series of images showing the wicked queen the various princesses of the magical lands.<br/><br/>"What!" The queen screamed. "How is it that these are fairer than I? My form is a living fantasy for all men."<br/><br/>"It is true that your body is indeed as near perfection as magic can acheive queen." The mirror admitted. "But the princesses have an inner beauty that you could never match. Their souls are innocent and pure whilst yours is black and twisted."<br/><br/>"We will soon see about that." The wicked queen ranted, incandescent with rage. "I will turn those prissy bitches souls as dark as my own and corrupt that innocence."