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(The following is a work of fiction based off of the classic story of Cinderella. All characters involved are fiction. This story includes cross dressing and anal.)

The sabertooth cat stopped for a moment, looking around. His paw reached up to scratch the back of his head as his golden colored eyes scanned the way in front of him. The thick fur and toned muscles shifted as he moved. A small sigh escaped him as he turned and started to walk along. He continued to look around him as he went. There were very few females about though, and none of them struck him as appealing. He then stopped again as something, as someone, caught his eyes.

Not far from him walking along was what looked to be a small, grey, very feminine cat. The feline's paws were full of stuff as she, the sabertooth thought it was a she at least, continued along the path Soon the grey looking feline slipped and fell, the various items and packages being tossed into the air and falling back down onto the ground

"Are you alright miss?" the sabertooth cat asked as he walked over. He picked up some of the packages as he walked closer, looking at the grey feline more closely.

"I'm alright," a soft barely audible voice said as the feline moved, "but I'm not a girl sir." the smaller male grabbed a few more then looked up at the sabertooth cat, his silver eyes glistening in the sun. The cat looked at the taller, broader male before him, and felt something caught in his throat. The long tail twitched as his heart beat faster.

"Oh," the sabertooth mumbled, "Sorry. I saw you and thought..." He let the sentence trail off as he bent down to help pick up the rest of the packages. "Well it's not important. Do you need help?" He took a hold of the other feline, helping him to get back up to his feet with his paws full. He looked down, noticing how short the cat was. Must have been five feet tall or less.

"No thank you," the smaller cat said, giving a slight bow. He then started walking along the road once more. The grey feline looked down, feeling his face burn with heat as he blushed heavily. Something about the larger cat... what was he six three? Six four? Well something about him caused a reaction the smaller feline had never felt before.

The sabertooth watched the grey cat walk away, shifting some. Something found the smaller feline cute and attractive. He rubbed the pads of his fingers together then felt something strange on them. The feline looked down, finding his paw pads covered in a lay of dust from ashes. So the smaller feline was not grey, just covered in ashes. The large feline would have to remember that the next time he met....It was then he realized he had never even thought to ask the little feline his name. He was just about to call out when he felt someone take a hold of his shoulder, and jumped slightly. He turned, looking at the individual who gripped him.

"There you are sir," a hoarse scratchy voice said, "the princess has found the dress she likes and the alterations to your new suit are complete. Your parents are waiting us to go Prince Christopher. If you would please." the sabertooth cat, Prince Christopher, looked at the old war horse a moment. He then turned back the way the other feline had went, but was already out of sight. Finally Christopher nodded and started to walk back along the way he had come.

"Is there something on your mind sir?" the aging equine guard asked curiously as he fell in step slightly behind his regal responsibility.

"I just met someone... that for some reason I'm very curious about but didn't even think to ask the name of," he said to the guard as he walked along. "I don't know anything about him, now I'm probably not going to. They seemed nice though too." His ears shifted as he looked down, trying to ignore the fact that for some reason, he found the male attractive.

"Well I'm sure it's nothing you need to worry about m'lord," the bodyguard responded as they continued along their way, "Almost everyone in this town of age is planning to come to the ball at the end of the week. I'm sure whoever it was will be here. And perhaps, if he's as nice as you think, you could bring him to your sister as a potential suitor."

Christopher's step wavered as muscles in his body tensed, a burning sensation filling him as his ears pulled back. He had to squeeze his paws together to keep from lashing out at the innocent bystander of an ally. The guard did not know why the prince would have been mad. Christopher was not entirely sure himself. He had met the small male feline though. He was the prince and was supposed to be the one to become king, with his bride to be the queen, not his sister the princess.

The sabertooth feline finally reached the carriage and climbed in. He sat down as the door shut. His sister sat down from across him, smiling at her brother. She adjusted the wrap around her lean body, arms still showing signs of developed muscles under the skin and thick fur.

"So" Christopher finally spoke, "You found a dress that you like Corona?" He looked at her curiously, his ear shifting. A feeling of unease as his sister's eyes met his went through him, his body twitching slightly. He got the sensation he was being looked through and could not hide anything. The princess always had that effect on him when he kept stuff to himself. He was not sure, but he thought he might not be alone. That she had some sort of special sight.

"I found a material I liked," she finally responded, "They didn't have any dresses in my size so they're going to make one for me. I expect it shall look lovely and maybe I will get to wear it more then just once. What about you Christopher? Did you find anything of interest while you were waiting for me?"

Christopher felt himself heating up in the face again. "Uhm...yeah," He finally replied, "I met this feline. Didn't talk to him much but-" He was cut off by a giggle.

"So you met a boy?" she asked in a teasing voice, "Was he cute? Do you like him?" Her eyes locked on her brother more as she tilted her head. Her face took an intense look of interest on him.

"I...I don't notice stuff like that," Christopher managed to say in a flustered state. His ears pulled back to pin against the top of his head. He felt himself heat up with embarrassment as he looked away from her.

"Christopher," Corona said softly, "Look at me." Her paw reached out, stroking her brother's cheek as she moved him to look at her. "You're gay. I know it. So does our nanny, our mother and father, many of our most trusted servants. The only one who is being lied to and deceived is yourself. You need to admit to yourself you find other males attractive."

"Right," he replied, "I decide to believe this and come out. I have no female as a mate, and as such, no cubs. That means I have to relinquish the throne, letting you and whoever your mate is take over rule of the kingdom."

"Which means everything worked out perfectly for me," she teased with a grin. Christopher continued to look at her, his face stern and serious. Corona gave a sigh, shaking her head as her smile faded.

"Alright," she continued, "I will admit that yes, I would love to become the queen and run things instead of staying a princess, or waiting for some relative to not have children, letting me take over the throne elsewhere. That is not all about it though." She moved closer, giving him a hug. "You're my brother. You mean a lot to me. Your happiness included. I get you feel the obligation and responsibility to the kingdom, but you should not completely give up your own happiness for it." She hugged him more, rubbing his back some. The two stayed close, not talking for the rest of the ride home.

Meanwhile, the small grey looking feline continued walking along the streets, carrying the various packages in paw and arms as he reached what looked like a mansion. The silver colored eyes looked at the front door a moment. He let out a small sigh before walking around the house to the servant's entrance. Luckily the door was being opened as he came. He gave a small smile of gratitude to the cook as he stepped inside.

"Alex?" a voice shouted, "Alex is that you?" The feline's ears twitched at the sound, his body freezing for a second. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before continuing deeper into the house.

"Yes Ma'am," he finally called out, barely enough to be heard. He moved deeper into the house, setting the boxes down finally. Before he could even step back, footsteps came down the stairs and into the room.

The first to arrive was an older tiger fem. Her hair was pulled up in a tight bun and her head was held up firmly, anyone she looked at she in fact would be looking down her nose at. Her eyes glistened with some sort of withheld fury and they black and orange fur, as well as the black hair, showed signs of taking on the gray colors of age.

Not far behind her were two others. They pair were slightly different from the more matronly form before them. The two still had black stripes but were a creamy white in color instead of the more noticeable orange. The two were near the same height but seemed to be of different builds.

One of the girls stood straight and tall. Her hair was pulled back in a braid the traced her razor straight spine and seemed to almost blend in at the end with her tail, nearly giving the illusion that it continued longer still Her dress was pulled up on her all the way up to the neck. The garment was designed to show her body, and the severe lack of curves on her. The white tigress tended to be reluctant to eat, so much so she had become nearly emaciated. It was believed that, were it not for her fur, then when she was naked, the individual ribs would be able to be seen through her skin. Some of the servants joked that you could make out ribs even through her fur and one said you could see her backbone through her stomach. There was a lack of curve on her chest and backside, the only curve of either being the natural shape of her skeleton. Like her mother, she held her head up, but it seemed more as though she smelled something unpleasant and resisting the urge to vomit.

The other was in a dress made to show off her shoulders and cleavage. That was the intent, but the fur covered flesh rolled over the tops, covering up the lining of the top. She had a curve to her instead of curves. She had left behind the thicker sexy female form long ago, now only being thought of as fat and bordering on what would some day be known as morbidly obese. Her thick fingers rested on the edge of her protruding stomach, rubbing it some.

Alex slowly slipped out the room, either not being noticed or cared about by the others who were still enthralled by the deliveries he had to pick up. He walked into the kitchen, going to where the cook would leave him a plate of food that could be. A sigh escaped the feline at the site of the empty dish, the food having been found and eaten before he could get to it again.

The feline's paw slipped into a small cubby hole, pulling out a scrap of some paper and taking it with him as he walked to the extinguished fire. He sifted through the ashes and cinders, finally finding a piece of charcoal. The young male moved into a corner and sat down. He took the charcoal to the paper, running the edge along the surface. The silver eyes glistened in excitement as he started to draw a sketch of the sabertooth cat that he had met earlier that day.

"Alex!" a voice shouted out, "Alex get back in here this instant!" Alex tensed up, a noise of worry escaping his throat. He slipped the partially finished picture back into the hiding spot so it would not be found and especially so it would not be burned to help with the fire. He got up and walked back out to where the others were. He looked down at their feet, ears pulled back against his head some as he stopped in front of them.

"What is this?" the most heavily built of the three females snarled out. She held a box up to the small feline to be displayed. Inside was what had once been chocolates. The pieces had become more of shapeless dark globules, portions covering inside.

"What did you do to my chocolates?" she growled again, glaring down at Alex. One hand moved toward her mouth, licking the bits of chocolate from the tips.

"Oh," he said softly, looking at it, "I guess the heat made the chocolates melt and-" the rest of his sentence was cut off when the oldest of them gave him a small swat near the base of one of his ears, causing him to yelp out in pain.

"I don't want to hear you speak anymore of such alchemy and witchcraft," the female growled, glaring down at the gray feline from her upturned head, "now get out of my sight. And you can forget about having dinner this evening as punishment for ruining your dear sweet sister's precious sweets."

Alex did not looked up at them, his ears pulled back. He tried to keep the anger from showing, it would do no good and only get him in more trouble. He wanted to yell and scream though, to snarl and his, to bite and claw. His paws gripped his tail to keep it from lashing with emotion. Those two were not his sisters. No more then this tigress was his mother. The way he saw it, she had put on an act to lie, deceive and seduce his father, convincing him to marry her. She then came to live in their home, bringing her daughters with her. Soon as she did, she became cruel and heartless, ruling things firmly. She turned his dad into an empty emasculated shell of a man and him into a servant. The young feline turned and slipped out as quietly as he can, heading to one the kitchen again. He had a room once, but it had been taken by the girls. He curled up by the embers of the, some of the ashes from the fire pressing into his fur, and tried to get to sleep.

As he slept, he started to dream. Maybe dream was not the right term for it. It was something that happened quite often for him. It would always start off in a similar way. In this sleeping world, Alex slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the blue and purple sky. He smiled some, stretching out and pushing himself to sit up. He sat there nude, his body up to his chest covered in soft grass and various large and beautiful wildflowers. He leaned forward, sniffing at one with a purr.

As he enjoyed the grass and flowers, a silhouette appeared in the sky, growing larger as it moved toward him. The shadow continue to grow, taking shape as it approached. A pair of wings fluttered as it moved. The sound of the wind made Alex look up. His silver eyes glimmered in excitement and he smiled, waving some.

A tigress landed gently, smiling down at the feline before her. Her large butterfly wings fluttered behind her, the monarch pattern matching the colors of her fur. Her golden amber eyes glistened back as she looked down at him with a smile. One paw stroked over her small breast, adjusting the fur to smooth it back down. Her nude toned muscled form moved closer. She reached back out, stroking gently up and over the top of his head.

"Hello my little silver star," she said softly, "and how are you doing?" Her tail shifted, voice purring and velvety soft as she spoke. Her bare body moved to sit down next to him.

"Hello Aurora," he replied happily, "I'm well." He moved closer, reaching out. The gray arms reached out, hugging the unique female around the waist as his head nuzzled into her shoulder. His whiskers twitched at the feel of her long golden hair against his nose. He thought nothing of her naked form, having seen it every time she was about since before he could really remember.

"What about you?" He asked enthused. He smiled at her as he watched Aurora's head turn to look away. The tigress purred gently, sending vibrations through her body and his own. His tail flicked in excitement, causing the grass to shift as he knew he was about to hear something he would enjoy.

"The bees have been working hard," she started, "the honey is exceptionally sweet this year. And with fall coming, it seems that..." she stopped as she stared at him a moment. Her golden eyes seemed to glow brighter for a moment. The monarch wing tigress slowly pulled Alex away from her some.

Alex mewled out in surprise, looking up at her with a bit of confusion. His ear flicked as his head was shifted some, his eyes locked on Aurora's as she studied his features. It was very strange for him, more so since he had never seen her look so serious in all the years he had remembered talking to her like this.

"Oh, my..."she said softly at first, "You...You've found..." the butterfly winged tiger female let out a squeal of excitement. "My little silver star has found someone and fallen in love." Her eyes flashed, seeming to glow with an energy of their own. The tigress suddenly stood up. She hopped excitedly as she stood, her wings fluttering in excitement.

Alex looked away. His face heated up as he felt himself starting to blush heavily. His ears pulled back with embarrassment. He could not help but smile though. The enthusiasm and happiness was too much to go unnoticed or without affecting him as well.

After a while, Aurora soon calmed down and sat back down with Alex. The two got close and comfortable and she listened intently as he started to tell her about the sabertooth cat that he had met earlier with enthusiasm and excitement.

The next day started as normal around the mansion, with breakfast being made and the start of various chores around the house to keep it clean. It was until mid-morning when a messenger arrived. Alex opened the door and looked at the man before him curiously. He took the sealed notice with a small and word of gratitude. He took the sealed envelope and looked at it curiously as he carried it to his stepmother.

"Gertrude! Calista!" She called out as she started to break the seal of the envelope. She pulled the paper out, unfolding it out to full size as the two younger ones came down to hear what was going on. The tilted their heads, looking at their mother curiously

She read quietly a moment, her hand trembling as she grew more excited at what she said. Her ears and tail flicked excitedly and eyes flashed with excitement. The other two looked on at her with curiosity. Their bodies shifted as they tensed, the air full of excitement.

"Well," the mother said in a cracking voice, "It seems... that we are all being invited to a special party in which the prince and princess are looking for potential mates." The girls started to squeal out in excitement as their mother reached out to hug the pair of them.

"This is so exciting," the elder tigress continue, "This Saturday my girls will meet the prince and he will be so struck by how beautiful they are, he will forget about any other woman in the room." Her tail lashed with excitement. "The only problem will be his having to pick between the two most beautiful tigresses in all of the kingdom."

"Oh, this is so exciting," the larger one, Gertrude, nearly shouted, "Oh, I can't wait. They have such wonderful food at those events and the castle tends to have the best cooks in all the kingdom."

"Indeed it is," the thinner one, Calista, squealed, "A chance to dance and talk. He's so big and strong.... Oh my... I have got to loose some weight. He wouldn't want me to be a fat cow. I'm going to have to start a diet right away."

"Can I come too?" Alex suddenly ask, and instantly regretted it. The three had been ignoring but as soon as he spoke, all three eyes turned, staring, almost glaring, at him. His ears pulled back against his head and tail tucked itself between his legs. He averted his gaze, staring at the floor and the tips of his toes.

"Well," his stepmother finally started to reply, "I suppose that IF you can finish all the chores and get yourself PROPERLY cleaned up then maybe you could go." Her eyes narrowed to slits. "I'm sure that some homely servant would be willing to try and take you as their husband.... Even if they would have to do all the providing for you."

Alex continued to look down. He bit his lip as he fought back tears. The feline turned around, walking back out of the room. He went back to his spot, pulling out the charcoal drawing of the sabertooth male he had seen the other day as he sat down. Maybe if he did go, he would get to see the large cat again.

So the week progressed. The girls went to have new dresses set up and made to accentuate what they believed to be their most beautiful features. The tailor was smart enough to hold his tongue....until the three females had left anyways. The mother continued to talk about how her girls would be the most beautiful at the ball, and the prince having to make the almost impossible choice between them. She even suggested at one point that one may be the wife and the other the mistress.

Alex worked fiercely with a new strength of passion in hopes that he would be allowed to attend the ball and see the prince and princess. Maybe he would see that sabertooth cat again. Maybe someone would fall in love with him... or just take pity on him and take him home. He would be willing to settle for pity and freedom if necessary. Still seemed better then what he had here.

Soon it was the night before the ball. The sisters were trying on and showing off their new dresses. They moved and danced around the room, twirling their skirts and bowing in excitement. Their mother cooed over them excitedly, brushing at their hair, saying how beautiful they were, and how certain she was the prince was going to pick her. Alex watched quietly a moment as he came toward them.

"May I come to the ball tomorrow?" he asked again, looking up with hope. The three females stopped what they were doing, turning to look at him. The feline's ears pulled back as he was looked at with disgust, and looked down at his feet.

"You really think we would take you with us?" Gertrude started to laugh out, "You're a filthy little thing. You're not worth of the higher society like us." She stopped a moment as she coughed and hacked, feeling something in her throat.

"You're not worthy of going," Calista added, "You're supposed to be a tiger, but look at you. You're skinny and weak and so filthy you look like some piece of trash little cat. No one would want to be around you. They would be afraid that you would give them some sort of disease."

"Come now Alex, did you really think you would go?" the girls' mother asked harshly. "The girls are going to meet the prince and marry him to become his husband and thus the queen. If you go then the fact that...someone like you were...connected to some like us, it could potentially ruin everything. This is far too important to let anything...Or ANY ONE to even risk causing the loss of this opportunity." Her eyes narrowed as she glared down at the grey feline, letting the veiled threat still linger in the air.

Alex slinked out some, then ran off, tears streaming from his eyes. He found his sleeping spot and curled up tight, covering his head with his paw as his tail wrapped around him. He held himself tightly as he sobbed and whimpered. He eventually cried himself to sleep.

He was so lost in his sadness he did not even bother to sniff at the dream flowers. He stayed curled up with tears in his eyes, not realizing when Aurora arrived. Not until he felt her arms wrapping around him. He turned and hugged back, burying into her fur as he cried awhile.

Eventually, he was able to calm down enough to talk. He cuddled into the butterfly winged tigress who held him as he started telling her what had happened. Aurora listened intently to the events that occurred during the week, the excitement and hope of the pending ball, and finally what happened just moment ago when he asked.

"Well, there is something you could do," the tigress said softly, "but it would be a bit on the strange side.". She stroke her paw down along the smaller cat's back gently. "Would you be willing to dress up as a female to go?" She looked at him curiously for a moment, taking in his reaction.

"Yes," he said without hesitation, "If it means that I would get the chance to go to the ball and maybe see him again, the yes." His silver eyes glistened with the remnants of the tears and the excitement of the idea. His ears shifted to try and perk up as his tail flicked in excitement.

"Alright," she purred out as she stroked his cheek, "Then listen closely. First..." And she started giving him instructions on what to do when he woke up. Alex listened to every word intently, taking in all the information and committing it to memory. He smiled with more excitement as more and more was told.

That morning, the young feline woke up early, grinning and shifting with excitement. He grabbed a piece of bread and fruit before anyone else was awake then slipped off. He smiled to himself, feeling an excitement in him he had not felt in years. Not since before his stepmother came with her daughters.

The three females did wake up eventually. They bellowed and shouted but when they got no response, moved on. The three of them worked to prepare quickly, putting on their dresses, grooming themselves, preparing fully for the ball that evening.

Alex himself was out by the river. It was somewhat cold, but not enough to bother or stop him. He closed his eyes as he stood in the slow moving water, working to soap his fur up then lean down and rinse it off. He scrubbed at his fur thoroughly, working to get off every bit of the ash dirt grit and grime form his fur. He smiled as he saw the fur going from a dull dingy gray to a bright white and silver in coloring. Soon he was revealed as a silver tiger, his fur glistening from the white and silver as well as the droplets of water.

The feline bundled up his clothes and walked in the sun, letting the warmth and breeze slowly dry the fur, keeping it soft and fluffy, and now he felt softer since his fur no longer had dirt in it. He slowed down as he approached the house. His nude body crouched low as he started slinking toward the door. He opened slowly, peaking in to be certain.

With no one in sight, The feline moved as fast as he could. He slipped through the house and up the stairs. Soon he found his way up to the attic, shutting the door behind him. He peaked through some of the holes to see what was going on with the step mother and sisters.

He smiled some as he watched them prepare, primping their hair and adjusting their garments. His paws reached up to stifle himself as he listened, hearing them shout and bellow for him again. They insulted him a lot, but it sure seemed like they needed him to do a lot of stuff for them. The three of them could be lost without him. That would be a nice consolation.

Alex finally got up and moved away, walking to a large chest. He opened and smiled at the contents The paws reached down, shifting some of the contents gently before pulling out some brushes. He sniffed at them, finding the scent of perfume on one. He set it down, then started to brush through the fur with the other.

A small purr started to emanate through out him as he continued to brush. His eyes closed as he worked through the thick silver fur. A small shiver escaped him as he got large amounts of loose fur from his body. He had to stop a few times to clean the fur off the brush before resuming again. Soon all of the loose fur was free of his body, making him feel lighter, cooler, and cleaner.

The silver tiger looked through more, finding a bottle of perfume. He gave it one sniff, finding the scent to his liking. He gave a small check, finding the atomizer still working. The silvery white feline sprayed the aroma into the air, letting pleasantly scented fluid land on his nude furred form. He took the other brush, working to apply the perfume through out all of his fur to give him a very faint hint of the aroma all over his body.

The feline stopped a moment to look down once more as something drew his attention. He crouched down, leaning close to one of the holes in the floor. He listened with amusement as the sisters started fighting with each other over who was the more attractive, pointing out the flaws of the other. Calista called Gertrude a fat cow who was always stuffing her face and Gertrude said Calista was just a scrawny little thing that would probably blow away in a strong breeze. Without him to pick on, it seems they would soon turn on each other.

The fight was short lived as their mother stopped them, forcing them to hurry up so they would be ready and that the carriage was awaiting them already. The two took one last shot at each other before finishing their preparations.

Alex pulled away from the hole once more. He put the brushes back with the perfume and shut the chest. He counted some then pulled one open. The feline smiled more as he pulled out the smooth shape of a dark blue dress that slowly changed to purple at the bottom.

He pulled the dress on, slipping it over his form. He sucked on his tongue some as he slipped his tail into place, then grunted as he adjusted to fit it on properly, keeping it in place. His paws slid down along his sides, smoothing it out as he walked over to look at himself in the mirror.

A little bit of him was disappointed at the lack of filling in the breast, but he was a male and there was nothing he could do about it. It looked nice on his hips though, and luckily it hid the signs of him actually being a male. He looked young, but also seemed to be very cute.

Alex went and opened one other, pulling out a small jewelry box from it. His eyes glistened in excitement, reflecting the contents of the box before him. He looked through a moment, then slowly pulled out what he wanted. Soon a choker was slipped around his neck, adjusting it so the emerald was at the base of his throat with a few diamonds surrounding it tracing along the sides of her neck. The tail ring was next, slowly being slipped onto his tail and adjusting it slightly. It was plain silver, but seemed to accentuate his silver highlights more. He then pulled out a clip, slipping it to set behind his right ear and setting it in place.

He moved and peaked out, seeing that the stepmother and stepsisters had already left the house. He then moved quickly, getting out of the attic and down stairs before heading out the back door. He walked over the fence and looked over. He felt a bit of a shock to find that Aurora had been right. There was a bush of wild roses growing there. He carefully plucked one of the buds from the plant, working the thorns off the stem as he walked, then finally slipping it into the clip to pin it in place behind his ear with the red petals sticking out just in front of it. He gave a small laugh as it tickled the sensitive hairs on the inside of his ear.

He stopped as he walked toward the drive in surprise as he saw a carriage waiting for him. There was a single horse drawing it, a large well developed Clydesdale that looked toward him a moment. The carriage was not a single dark color, though it was darker in the lower portions. As Alex moved closer, he looked at the carriage more. It looked to be the colors of autumn leaves, carefully set in a pattern. His free ear twitched as he approached. There was no sign of a driver or door man. He climbed in slowly, thanking Aurora and surprised she was actually able to help bring a carriage to pick him up and take him to the ball.

"Just remember that your time there is limited," she had warmed him, "I can only manage things for so long. You will have to return to the carriage by midnight because that is going to be when it leaves and I'm afraid it will do so with or without you."

He sat down and got comfortable. The carriage started moving quietly, seeming to glide along the road, seem to run perfectly smooth. He looked out the window, watching the land pass him in the twilight of the coming night. It would just be getting dark as he got there, which would be perfect.

At the ball, guests had been arriving for the better part of the hour, entering the grand hall and being greeted as they entered. They would eat and talk, when the music started many of them started dancing among each other themselves as they waited for the prince and princess to arrive

Earlier that evening, Aurora dressed excitedly, putting on her brand new dress, brushing her hair, and putting on the beautiful jewelry. Once she was done she went to check on her brother. She opened the door slowly and looked in. A small bit of her felt slightly frustrated as she saw him just laying on his bed in his undergarments.

"What are you doing laying there?" she asked with a growl, "The guests are going to be arriving soon and we have to make an entrance shortly. Come on Christopher, get dressed." she walked over, poking him in the sides and trying to get him up.

"You go without me," he mumbled, "Have fun. If I go then I'll be expected to dance with those girls. I'm having a hard enough time accepting the truth about what you said without having to put on an act for all those out there."

This caused her to stop a moment, looking at Christopher with confused surprise. One of the ears shifted some. Ever since the two of them came back from shopping in town, Aurora's brother had been quiet. He had been mostly inactive, staying in his room and not talking much during dinner. Not it turns out that he had been such because he had actually been thinking about what she said and was coming to terms with himself. This was quite a surprise to the sabertooth cat girl.

"I'm glad you're finally being honest with yourself," she said gently, "but we both know you still need to go out there. Even if there is no one you will be interested in, you are still obligated by the fact that you're a part of the royal family to make an appearance and greet some out there. They are expecting us to after all."

The sabertooth male let out a sigh and got up. His sister was right of course. He watched her go as he moved to get dressed himself. As he did, his mind wandered some as it went back to that mysterious gray feline he had met. A small purr escaped him as he thought about the young lean body and found himself having to adjust his swelling sheath.

With the suit on and fully in place, the male joined his sister hall before his room. They stood side by side and walking to the entrance of the dance all. There was a moment of pause as they got ready. The fanfare played aloud as the siblings made their entrance, descending the steps and joining their guests at the ball.

The guests that were there were so excited, letting out sounds of excitement as they clapped at the pair. Before they could even descend the steps fully, the two young members of royalty were suddenly engulfed in the crowd of everyone trying to get near them. One pushing her way brutally toward the front was the stepmother, Calista and Gertrude rapidly following in her wake.

"My prince," she purred out, "allow me to introduce you to.." She stopped as she looked around. Others seemed to be standing there with confusion. Somehow Christopher and Corona had managed to escape the crowd. Granted it would not do much good as they did have to mingle and talk, but at least now they were not fully surrounded.

Some did calm down. Corona started dancing with a few of the guys, but Christopher kept moving. He would talk to a few quickly then slip away. It was quite frustrating as Calista and Gertrude were unable to be dragged fast enough to catch up with him.

As the light of the sun disappeared from the inside of the house and the lights were being turned on, a figure came in through the doors. The shadows of outside blended with the dress as the lights caused the silver fur, eyes and the jewelry to glow, giving the feline a surreal appearance of being composed of light and shadow instead of flesh fur and fabric.

Corona saw the figure and was in awe. She had never seen such fur before. She felt a smile cross her lips and turned to look over to where she last caught sight of Christopher. The bob tail twitched as she found her brother.

The sabertooth cat male was standing there, staring at the new arrival as well. He felt himself struck by the beauty of the feline and lured to what he believed was a her. The large feline male looked around a moment as he studied the crowd, then slipped around some of the others around and walked up to the newly arrived feline, feeling an excitement in him he had not felt before.

"Excuse me young lady," he said with a soft authoritative voice, "Would you care to do the honor of giving me this dance?" He smiled as he asked, giving a small bow to the smaller feline. He felt a thrill as the silver eyes looked at him and a swell of his sheath as the lips formed into a smile. He felt excited to see what he thought was a her, unaware that it was a him and that they had in fact met before.

"I would love to," Alex finally replied. One of the smaller paws reached out to take a hold of the larger one and let the other take the lead. The silver and white tail swayed in excitement, the ring on the tip twinkling in the light. As did the necklace and the clip to the ear that still held the wild rose.

As the two went out onto the dance floor, most of the others were looking on. Corona smiled as she slowly danced with one of the others, watching her brother falling in love right in front of her. Some of the guys felt a pulse of lust at the sight of the soft young feline with Christopher. The females felt something else though. Jealousy. They started to looks at the skinny little cat with her gaudy jewelry and old fashioned dress dancing with the male that they deserved. Probably a prostitute or some sort of spy or assassin. Or just some gold digger.

"So, since you're dressed like that, does it mean that you work for the palace guard?" Alex asked softly as he danced. He moved closer, pressing himself against the larger male and letting his head rest on the shoulder, feeling the fabric against the fur of his cheek.

"Well I do live and work in the palace in a manner of speaking," Christopher said with confusion. He slowed down some, caught off guard as he looked down at the silver tiger against his chest. Was the smaller feline actually unaware the large male that was dancing in fact was the prince?

"What about you?" Christopher finally asked after a long pause of dancing, "Are you here to try and meet the prince and princess? Maybe find a way to convince him to take you as his wife?" His ears shifted as he turned to looked down at the supposed her curiously for a moment. The golden eyes locked onto the silver pair which glowed with an excitement seemed genuinely sincere.

"No," the tiger finally responded softly, "I don't know anything about the royal family and have things so normally I don't get the chance to meet many of such station." He moved closer, nuzzling into the crook of the saber tooth's neck. "But, everyone was supposed to be coming to this thing, so I came in hopes of finding someone specific."

Just before the larger male could ask who, the smaller feline leaned up and kissed him on the lips. The small muzzle seemed to fit between his large canines as the two pressed against each other. The large male's body started to rumble with a heavy purr as he kissed back. His arms wrapped around the lean and slender form, pulling it closer to him.

The two continued to dance as they kissed. Their bodies shifted as they moved to the music. Greater feelings of envy and jealousy filled the room at the sight, though there were some who did feel happiness for the two at the sight of such an attraction. Those that were willing, saw that the two were falling in love.

The kiss slowly broke apart, the two of them purring as a noise of pleasure escaped both their lips. As song transitioned from one to the other they continued to dance. The steps had changed slightly though, for as they progressed, the pair moved closer and closer to the edge of the dance floor.

As soon as they were at the edge, Christopher took a hold of Alex's paw and led him off. He moved as quickly as he could without drawing more attention then he could to himself. The prince led the dressed form around the steps to a door, pushing it open, slipping in and shutting it behind them.

Before too many had noticed that the prince and the mystery individual was, the music stopped and everyone's attention was called for. Soon all in the room were not looking at the floor, nor where the prince had gone. Instead they were looking in the opposite direction at the band, where Corona stood with her arms held high.

"Alright everyone," She said in a voice that seemed soft but held authority and was strong enough to be heard through out the entire hall, "I would like to thank you all for coming to our royal ball on this lovely evening. We all appreciate it very much and are grateful to have such wonderful citizens. I am certain that were the king and queen here at this time, they would appreciate having such kind, friendly, loving and proud people such as those here tonight. Now, please continue to enjoy the beverages, various treats, and absolutely wonderful music from our vary kind and talented band." She turned toward the musicians, giving them a small applause that the audience soon took over and carried.

As the clapping continued, the princess looked the way her brother had gone. Proper etiquette did dictate that they thank their guests. She had simply changed the time to use it as a distraction. Hopefully she had managed to get everyone's attention before any of them noticed the prince and whoever he was dancing with to slip away.

The passages were meant for servants to move through the building unnoticed, but that had never stopped the youthful members of the royal family to explore and wander through them all the same. The prince led his guest to a pair of stairs and up to the second floor. The walked into a main hall then to the doors of the balcony, pushing them open to step outside.

Christopher watched as the feline he escorted stepped out into the moon light. He smiled as the figure glowed, seeming to be made of pure silver for a moment as the soft light reflected of the softer fur. He watched as what he still thought was a she stretched out, his gold eyes tracing along the curve of the back and stopping to study the small butt for a moment.

Alex closed his eyes, enjoying the cool air around him and the light of the half moon. The long feline tail lashed in excitement as his lithe body stretched out. He stopped as he felt the larger form moving closer and embrace him. He leaned up to look toward the sabertooth cat with a smile. He felt something shift inside him, the smile slowly fading away.

"What's wrong?" Christopher asked curiously, seeing the change on the tiger's face. He shifted his head to look down curiously as he felt the smaller body shift. His arms opened as he slowly let go, watching the form pull away.

"There's something I think you should know," Alex replied, his voice so soft it was almost inaudible. He reached out, taking a hold of one of the larger male's larger paws. He pulled it to his stomach then slowly slid it down along the dress covered form to the crotch, letting it feel the feline sheath through the smooth soft material.

"You...you're..." Christopher tried to ask slowly, feeling a bit of shock and confusion in his voice. His paw kept pressing against the crotch a moment more, feeling the small sheath. His own twitched some, starting to swell in excitement at the feel of another male so close.

Alex pulled away, looking down in embarrassment as he nodded slowly. His eyes shut as he felt the tears start to well up, his ears pulling back to pin against his skull. He was probably hated now. He pretended to be a girl, dancing and laughing and playing, all as a big lie to this male. He turned around to bring his back to the sabertooth male, walking forward and resting against the edge of the balcony.

The sabertooth cat just stood there a long moment, looking at the small tiger male in front of him. His continued to study the body from the curve of the shoulder down the back, the shape of the small perky bottom and the shapely part of the leg he could see. His mind worked to process what was just revealed as well as his reaction to the news. He caught sight of a twitch in the young form and made a decision.

Alex stayed where he was, waiting to hear the other male walk away, to leave him there alone and out of his life. He felt a twitch at the back of his neck and shifted. His eyes opened fully as he felt a paw grip him. The feline shifted as the larger male moved closer, pressing their bodies together. A moan escaped the tiger as he felt a kiss and nibble on the back and side of his neck.

Christopher pressed his body against the smaller cat, holding the soft little form against him. He nibbled on the skin and fur, purring out as he felt the softness against his teeth. The massive paws gripped the hips, stroking over the stomach then down along the crotch and thighs, feeling the shape underneath the sheath of thin soft fabric.

The small feminine tiger purred in excitement as he felt the large sabertooth form pressing against him. He straightened up some to push back, his rump pressing against the thighs of the larger male and the small of his back pressing against the sheath. A shiver of pleasure ran along the spine as he felt the swollen hardness against him through the material of their clothes. The dainty paws reached back gripping the dominant male's hips and squeeze. A shudder of excitement ran through him more.

The powerful paws gripped more firmly, stroking up along the slender legs, and bringing the dress up with them. They bunched as they lifted, raising the fabric up above the crotch. One held the crumpled material in place as the other stroke down, soft pads running over pubic fur before stroking along the small sheath.

A moan escaped the young lips as the paw gripped the sheath, a surge of excitement causing the member inside to swell rapidly. The daintier paws slid up and along the waistline, soon finding the fly. They worked with natural dexterity, rapidly undoing the buttons and slipping them open. Another gasp escaped as the slender paws found and gripped the member. It felt massive. A shock of fear and even greater arousal ran through the small body.

Christopher growled out in pleasure as he felt the paws on his shaft. He stroked the smaller length under his grip as he moved forward. Soon the tip of his shaft pressed against the little rump, shifting to find the puckered tail hole. He moved his paw up to stroke the tiger's own length as he started pushing his hips forward.

Alex shuddered and moaned out. He let the large shaft go, moving to grab the hips and toned rump. The small tiger shifted, feeling the hard member against his virgin backside. He pushed back as the body behind him pushed forward, twitching as he felt himself penetrated. His own shaft rapidly hardened, emerging from the sheath as he was taken for the first time.

The sabertooth cat gripped tighter as he continued to push. His rump was tense under the small paws holding them, seeming to encourage him to thrust forward. His legs shifted as the shaft worked past the ring. The barbs of his length started to press at the opening and walls as he worked into the young rear.

The tiger male shuddered as he felt the thickness spreading his backside, the barbs digging his walls some. He shifted, trying to pull the thick length deeper into his body. His paws shifted, the claws digging into the flesh and fur of the larger male behind him. His own shaft already stood hard, pre-cum forming on the tip and leaking down the length onto the paw holding it.

Christopher pulled Alex closer to him as he continued to push forward. His eyes were closed and ears pulled back. He growled in pleasure as he worked deeper, soon sinking the thick length into the tight rump until the top of the sheath touched the little cheeks.

Alex shivered with a mix of feelings. There was pain and pleasure as he was penetrated, and a thrill of fear at the sight of the massive teeth so close to his shoulder. He let the rump go, reaching up to wrap his arms around the thick neck, the dull paws gripping the saber tooth's shirt and the thick muscled body underneath. His own eyes closed, shaft spurting pre as he let himself be taken in pleasure.

The prince growled in pleasure as he rocked. The tip of his shaft pressed against the young prostate as the hips rocked, grinding into the cheeks. He stroked the paw down along the small length as he pulled back. The shaft twitched, spurting pre into the previously unfilled rear as it slipped out. The barbs plucked at the ring as it slowly slid out to just the tip.

The cross dressed male let out a whimper as he felt the shaft pulling out of him. He kept his grip on the thick neck and shoulders of the male taking him. He pushed his hips back some, trying to keep the length buried inside him as long as he could as it escaped. He felt the want, the need, to keep it deep in him, to have the larger feline claim him.

Christopher slid back, pulling out to the tip. He then speeds up as urges and instincts took over. He pushed his way back in, hips slapping against the rump cheeks as he buried his way back in. A moan of pleasure escaped as he was buried in before pulling back again.

Alex yowled out loudly in pleasure as he felt the shift and plunge. His shaft twitched and swelled. It spurt out a massive shot of thick cum, most of the fluid spurting over the rail and into the garden below. This was quite a surprise to one of the guards that was on duty, and happen to be hit by the white mass.

The Saber tooth cat pushed forward with each movement, pumping with greater urgency as he felt the need rapidly building. He started to tense and shudder, feeling himself rapidly building to his own first orgasm.

The tiger kept his eyes closed as he continued to pump back. His paws kneaded the thick muscled back as he pumped back and forth. The shaft was able to soften halfway before the pumping and pleasure forced it to swell again, staying hard still.

Christopher pulled back and thrusts forward one more time, sinking as deep as he can into the tight feline butt. He closed his eyes tighter as his head tilted back. He let out a massive roar of pleasure, the sound echoing into the night and even causing some of the individuals inside to notice the sound curiously. He kept a tight grip on the smaller male as he pumps the thick warm fluid deep into the bowels.

Alex moaned and whined out in pleasure as he felt the fluid pouring into his body. His own length swelled and twitched again as the orgasm against the inside of his walls sent him into another climax of his own. It spurted out, though not as strongly. Most of the fluid dripped onto the stones at his feet while some trailed down to the paw gripping his length.

The pair stood there, shifting and leaning against the rail. The two of them bathed in the afterglow of lost virginity and first climaxes. Warmth emanated from their bodies pressed against each other as they held each other close, feeling the parts of the soft bodies that they could and the textures of the clothes between them. The two forms vibrated against each other as they purred out.

"That was wonderful," Christopher said gently, "I enjoyed it very much." He hugged the feline and kissed, letting his tongue slide out to run over the lips. "Thank you...." He paused a moment, shifting. "You know what... I never got your name."

Alex purred at the kiss and smiled as it broke. He felt his cheeks heat up with blush as he realized that they had been so caught up in what was going on, that neither had given their names to each other. He smiled up at the saber tooth cat again, tail giving a small twitch of excitement.

"My name is-" the bells started to chime, cutting him off. He turned, looking toward the center of town where the tower stood. It must have been midnight then. He remembered that he had to get going. He pulled out of the feline's grip, the shaft slipping from the rump with a pop. The dress slid back in place as he started to run. He pulled the doors open and headed down as rapidly as he could.

Christopher froze in shock for a moment. He blinked a moment as the tiger pulled away and ran off. The last of his cum dripped from the tip and along his length. He looked at the bell tower then back at where the feline fled.

"Wait!" he called out as he started to run after the smaller male. The saber tooth male had unfortunately forgotten to pull his pants back up and got caught on them. He fell forward, hitting the ground. The feline rapidly corrected his situation as he got up and tried to give chase.

Alex continued to run as fast as he could, tears starting to well in his eyes. He did not want to go, but he had to. The feet barely touched the steps as he fled down the stairs. The rose and clip fell from his head, hitting the floor with a plink that was barely noticeable to most and completely unnoticed by the cat in drag. He shot through the crowd and darted out the building. He soon was in the carriage that brought him as it started to drive off into the night.

The prince chased after him as fast as he could, reaching the top of the stairs as he saw the figure run off into the night. He slowed down as he continued down the steps, stopping with his head downcast. He bent over and reached down, picking up the clip and the red rose He held them in his paw, looking down at the small metallic object.

"We can find her again," Corona said as she came to stand next to her brother, "It would take some effort but we can. We have the names of all the houses invited here tonight and there can't be that many felines with fur like that." She put an arm on her shoulder with a hopeful smile on her face.

Christopher said nothing, not acknowledging his sibling for a moment. Instead he turned, heading back up the steps and going toward his room. There was a murmur of disappointment by some. Enough to say that the party was pretty much over for that night.

Alex climbed out the carriage, pulling off the jewelry as he headed back toward the mansion. A small sigh escaped him as he realized he had lost the ear clip but no point in worrying over it now. He headed up to the attic once more, putting the accessories then the dress itself back where they belong. When finished he went back down stairs to the kitchen. He slipped into the ashes and rolled slightly, coating himself with the grey powder once more as well as removing a portion of the scent from the perfume. He laid there a while, feeling a mix of happiness at what had happened, and sadness at how he had left it. He was already asleep as his stepmother and sisters came home.

The ball was the talk of the town the first part of the day. The rest had become about the mysterious "girl" that had stolen the heart of the prince. By dinner everyone was talking about how the prince and princess were staying to meet with guests from the party in their homes in order to find the silver furred feline once more.

Thus it did begin. The prince, princess and several guards started going from one house to the next. They would meet cordially with the family that lived there, talking to them and meeting everyone. The parents would be in hope that one of their children would be the one the prince would take, even if not the one he was seeking. Soon the royal group would leave, the young saber tooth male seeming to sag in disappointment.

After a few days, the Christopher and Corona finally reached a house where an orange tigress answered the door, head tilted up slightly as she somewhat looked down at the group before her. Behind her stood Calista and Gertrude, looking at the two royally born children excitedly. Finally they moved aside to let the group in. The step mother asked if they wished for anything to drink, then yelled the requests out at Alex.

As the two groups talked, the silver tiger came out with a tray. Once more he looked like nothing but a gray furred feline. He kept his head downcast as he carried, not bothering to look up at anyone. His tail dragged behind him in depression. He soon set the tray down before the step family and guests before turning to head back out of the room.

"Wait," a voice shouted. The small feline stopped, his ears perking and shifting toward the sound of someone familiar, but he did not move more, either toward or away from the sound. The fur on the back of his neck twitched as he felt someone approach him. He shifted, ears pulling back in nervousness as he was turned around. He looked up, and his voice caught in his throat.

"You...You're..." the tiger tried to say, the surprise and excitement catching in his throat. He looked up at the sabertooth, caught in the glow of the golden eyes. He stayed still where he was, caught up in awe and joy.

Christopher smiled down as he saw the cat he had met in town over a week ago. Something in his mind clicked and he became curious. He ran his tongue over his paw then pressed it to the smaller feline, stroking through the head fur. He smiled as the silver fur was revealed.

Alex leaned into the stroke with a smile and purr. He looked up at the prince again, smiling more. He said nothing, eyes glistening happily as he felt the touch of the male once more. Before he could do anything more, he was pulled forward, the larger male's lips pressing against his own as the two of them kissed.

And so the two of them were reunited. Soon plans were being made for the prince to marry the tiger he had fallen in love with. The princess had decided to wait on being married, choosing to become a surrogate, having the seed of the silver tiger planted in her body so the couple would have a child. Besides, she also had to thank a butterfly winged tiger for her help. Christopher did relinquish the throne to his sister, but he and Alex moved into the castle. The three of them lived happily ever after.

As for the step family, with Alex gone, things got worse. Calista and Gertrude picked and fought while their mother lashed out at them. Without the young male, they had no common enemy so they turned on each other. Eventually Gertrude married a baker, testing out everything that was made before they sold it. Calista got involved with a black smith. Soon she was more muscle then fat, but turned out that she would never have cubs of her own due to the abuse of her body. The stepmother was a lone and eventually went insane. She disappeared into the woods. Only Aurora knows what happened to her, but when asked, she just winks and giggles