Snow White and the Evil Queen (Futanari Erotica Fairy Tales)

Snow White and the Evil Queen

(Futanari Erotica Fairy Tales)

By

Julie Law

Copyright ©2014

All Rights Reserved

Once,
there were two kingdoms at war.

It
was a bloody struggle, etched across generations by pain, darkness and loss.

No one was spared the destruction; there was no family
untouched by it, yet not everyone wanted to end the fighting.

Some
saw it as a possibility, some saw it as rightful, some didn’t care, and the war
raged on spurred by the greed and malice of some, and the pride and lust of
revenge of others.

On
one side of the conflict was the White Kingdom, ruled by the White family. It
was the bigger nation, the most populous and richest one. When the war started,
most assumed they would be capable of shortly winning the war, but it was not
so. Countless of their men and armies had fallen over centuries of struggle.

In
the opposite side there was the Evil Kingdom, a domain that had been ruled by
the Evil Queen since before the war with the White Kingdom started. It was a
harsh land, filled with harsh people, dark forests and dangerous woods where
every manner of creature existed.

Unlike
in the White Kingdom the people didn’t love their ruler, but they respected her
and obeyed her, fearful yet hopeful of her power since she was the only one
keeping them alive, both from the war that ravaged their homes and from the
dangers their lands held within.

The
Queen was a powerful witch, and it was her magic, the magic that made her
ageless, that brought hope of a better future for the people of her kingdom.
They dreamed of the lands to the west, the lands of the White Kingdom,
bountiful in food and wood, lacking most of the dangers that roamed the Evil
Kingdom.

It
was her power that had allowed their people to resist the White Kingdom’s
armies for generations, and that power that allowed them to dream of one day
winning the war.

As
in every realm, there was nobility in both the White and the Evil Kingdom, and
as in every other kingdom that nobility was only human, assailed by human
emotions and qualities and flaws. Some were greedy and some were merciful; some
were cowards and other courageous.

It
was a combination of all those human emotions and fears that lead some of the
nobility of both kingdoms to unite in secret, to try to find a way to end the
conflict.

Some
had seen their lands burnt and salted, some had seen their people slaughtered.
Hopelessness gnawed at their hearts, and fear at their minds. They understood
that there was no one who would benefit with the continued struggle – except
foreign countries – and only peace would allow their kingdoms to prosper.

Yet
peace would be almost impossible to achieve.

They
knew that.

The
war had started more than two centuries ago. No one, else perhaps the Evil
Queen, could precisely say why it had so. The White family preached that it was
started by the Evil Queen and her deeds, and that they had been obliged to
oppose her.

Other’s
believed the White Kingdom had attacked first, and the Evil Queen had simply
defended herself.

It
would be difficult to find out who was right, and the nobles who wanted peace
soon realized it wasn’t important to find out who started the war, or how it
had started, the most important thing was to stop it.

For
several years they meet and discussed possibilities to end it, but they had
never found a solution that might work – until the year the White Queen died.

The
White family was the founder of their Kingdom and it was prophesized that it
would bring their realm to glory and fortune eternal. 

During
the centuries of war, the family had been very successfully culled by the Evil
Queen’s spies, until finally only a young man remained and he became King. He
then married a beautiful woman and learned to rule his kingdom with mercy,
understanding and compassion, as his forefathers did before him.

He
loved his wife with his all heart, a loved returned by the woman. A few years
after their wedding night, she became pregnant and nine months later his
daughter was born, beautiful Snow White, the kingdom’s new princess.

Yet
the White Queen never completely recuperated from labor and became a fragile
thing. She realized she wouldn’t have long to live, but she tried to hold on
for as long as possible, so that she could raise her daughter and teach her all
she needed, but unfortunately it was not to be.

When
Snow White was eight years old her mother died.

And
the conspiring nobles had what they believed to be a bright idea.

They
would unite the Kingdoms into one, and marry the Evil Queen to the White King.

Initially
they tried to be subtle. Slowly, they planted the idea on the White King’s mind
that he should find another wife, someone who would be a doting mother to the
recently orphaned Snow White.

At
first the King refused to even consider the notion of a marriage, but as the
months passed he realized Snow White needed more than the meager amount of time
and affection he gave her every day.

He
loved her, but he couldn’t easily care for her while ruling a kingdom. Her
tutors and maids where there for her, but it was not the same.

While
they tried to convince the King to marry again, the nobles started paving the
way for the Evil Queen to accept the union. Knowing she was a greedy woman,
they were far more direct, and one of them started whispering at her ear about
the possibility of the two kingdom’s uniting.

She
heard the noble detail his idea for a marriage between herself and the White
King, before she struck him down with magic for even daring to contemplate her
marrying a member of the family that hounded her for generations. She left the
noble lying bloody and broken in the middle of her throne room as a reminder to
his peers that she ruled their kingdom and her word was law.

Yet
the idea presented made the Queen’s mind churn, and she couldn’t help but stew
on it.

For
the first time the nobles started fearing that their plan would never come to
fruition, especially once the White King started searching for a wife amongst
his subject’s daughters. They tried to difficult the king’s search, but their
influence was limited in the matter.

It
was when they were near desperation that a light appeared at the end of the
tunnel.

The
Evil Queen contacted one of her nobles. She wanted him to serve as a courier
between herself and the White King.

The
noble was supposed to take a marriage proposal to the King and await a reply.

The
conspirators might never have found out about that proposal, except for the
fact that noble was one of their own. He quickly contacted his associates and
they rejoiced, making sure the letter swiftly arrived at the King’s hands.

When
the White King first read the proposal he was ready to tear it to shreds, but
his advisors stopped him and begged him to think on the matter.

While
not part of the conspiracy to end the war between the Kingdoms, they realized
peace would be a boon, and acted accordingly.

The
White King thought about the proposal for a week.

The
greatest benefit was the possibility of peace between the kingdoms. It was
something he truly desired, but never had thought possible – the war had been
going for a long time and their armies were stalemated, there was no victor in
sight.

On
the other hand there was a marriage to the Evil Queen, a woman responsible for
the deaths of all of his extended family, someone ruthless and cruel, and
someone he viewed as evil.

There
were many other things to consider, and he thought about them carefully.

He
had decided to marry in order to give Snow a new mother, but the Evil Queen was
not the kind of person he wanted as his daughter’s step-mother.

Then
there would be the reaction his people would have to their new Queen. He wasn’t
innocent enough to believe everyone would accept the union without complaints.

Finally
he couldn’t help but be repulsed by the tales of the woman.

His
ancestors believed she was some kind of demon, and one who wasn’t even was a
full woman. It was well known the Evil Queen was a hermaphrodite and that she
indulged in the pleasures of the flesh with both men and women frequently.

Yet
peace, the King felt was more important than his own, or his daughter’s,
comfort and he accepted talking about the deal.

Soon
enough, but not so soon that it would seem desperation, the White King drafted
a response.

Negotiations
were long.

Every
little detail was debated upon, from the date and location of the ceremony, to
what their united kingdom would be called, to details about the education of
any and all future children the couple would have, until finally, a little over
a year after the negotiations had started, the Evil Queen and the White King
agreed to marry.

*******

It
was sunny when the White King and the Evil Queen married.

For
months, nobles and commoners travelled to the White Kingdom’s capital, where
the celebration would be held. Some hoped for a glimpse of the royal couple,
other’s looked for work and coin, other’s came simply for the party.

The
Queen rode into town in a carriage pulled by black unicorns, animals almost
twice as big as regular horses, as black as night with eyes red like blood.

The
people cheered her.

They
didn’t care that she had been the monster mothers frightened their children
with for generations, they didn’t care that she was one of the persons
responsible for perpetuating a war of misery and devastation – they cared for
glamor, they cared for royalty and they cared for the possibilities they saw in
a united kingdom.

When
the throne room opened and the White King gazed at the Evil Queen for the first
time he was smitten by her beauty.

He
had always heard she was both a heartless and horrible monster, but the
beautiful woman he saw coming towards him couldn’t be such a being.

He
smiled at her, and she replied in kind, both of them turning towards the White
Kingdom’s councilor – the one who would celebrate their marriage.

It
wasn’t long before the ceremony ended and they were pronounced husband and
wife. A resounding cheer was the reply to that declaration, as nobles from both
kingdoms celebrated together the end of the war.

Amongst
those where the ones who had conspired for that peace, and they silently
congratulated one another, feeling they had done a good deed.

After
the celebration came the party.

On
the streets food and alcohol brought by the Evil Kingdom was distributed to the
people and the soldiers, while fireworks illuminated the skies for hours on
end.

Inside
the place the merriment was just as great, and a ball was held. Noble’s
daughters from one kingdom mingled with the noble sons of the other, meeting
new persons and simply enjoying the newly found peace.

After
several hours, when the turn of the clock approached, the King and Queen left
the ballroom under the whistles and cheers of their subjects.

The
King led his newly wife to their new quarters, drink and lust marking his pace
as he swiftly moved towards his destination.

She
followed behind at a more sedate pace.

After
entering the room, the King turned toward her and slowly, hesitantly, he
embraced her, shy all of a sudden. She replied warningly, and gently kissed him
on the lips. He grinned at her and started unlacing her garments then there was
a knock at the door.

Irritated
behind measure, he gave her another peck on the lips and apologized, before he
turned around and moved to see who was bothering them at such a time.

He
never got to the door.

He
felt an immense pressure on his head and tried to scream in pain, only to find
out that he couldn’t, his mouth wouldn’t move. He fell to the ground and found
his newly wife looking at him with a smirk in her face.

He
understood then what happened, and the last thing he did was close his eyes and
beg God for mercy on his kingdom and his daughter before he died.

The
Evil Queen gestured with her hand and the door opened by itself letting her
soldiers come inside.

In
the Evil Kingdom soldiering wasn’t exclusive to men. Due to necessity, and the
fact they were ruled by a female, women were allowed in the armies of the
kingdom, although mostly in support roles.

Only
a select few managed more than that and witnessed armed combat first hand,
amongst those the Queen’s personal guard, dubbed by the Queen’s enemies as her
Amazons.