After perceiving the large table full of delicious food, Cinderella couldn't control her hunger and frustration for not finding the prince any longer. She grabbed a large piece of chocolate cake and stuffed it into her mouth. Just like her fairy godmother had forewarned, the moment Cinderella's mouth touched the piece of cake, her dress and physique immediately turned into her former form.
Nonetheless, Cinderella was utterly unaware of her own transformation and continued to stuff more food into her mouth. She was also unaware that a fat man wearing a crown was quietly standing beside her, also greedily stuffing his mouth with food.
Suddenly, they both stopped and noticed each other's presence. The moment their eyes met, they immediately fell in love with each other at first sight.
"Good evening, my lady," said the chubby man with his mouth full. "I am Prince Charming. May I have the honour of knowing your name?"
Cinderella gasped. She couldn't believe her own eyes as the Prince Charming in front of her did not at all resemble the picture hung in her bedchamber. In fact, Ms. Vandertramp had taken the picture off the internet from Prince Charming's social media page, which was not his true photo.
Then, Cinderella suddenly remembered her fairy godmother's words and looked down upon her own plump physique.
"Oh no! What have I done? What should I do now?" thought Cinderella. "How can I possibly let the prince see me like this?"
Prince Charming was about to invite Cinderella to a dance, when without warning Cinderella, who was unaware of the prince's true sentiments towards her and was thus unwilling to let the prince see her in her plump physique, turned around quickly and fled downstairs as nimbly as a deer.
"Wait! My lady, you haven't told me your name yet!" exclaimed the prince as he ran after Cinderella. Nevertheless, the prince was too fat and was thus unable to catch up with Cinderella, who had grown more agile under Ms. Vandertramp's fitness training sessions.
In her hurry to escape, Cinderella accidentally left one of her luxurious shoe, which had surprisingly kept its form and had not transformed into her old tattered shoes, on the long flight of staircase, which the Prince picked up carefully.
~To be Continued~
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