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Cinderelle is a cross-dresser.
Prince Charming has a shoe fetish.
And the fairy godmother can twist your wish into a nightmare.
Cin wants nothing more than to forget his life as his family’s slave for a few hours. A party at the palace seems like the thing to do. Putting on his step-sister’s clothes, he looks better than any princess there. He stumbles upon the prince’s orgy and, after all these miserable years, Cin finally finds something to live for, to fight for. Prince Henry Charming. Too bad his evil fairy godmother shows up with dwarf reinforcements.
It’s time to take off his stuffed bra and put on a sword, because everyone is hunting poor Cinderelle.
James Cox
James Cox is an award-winning filmmaker who has written and directed several motion pictures, including Wonderland starring Val Kilmer and the acclaimed short film Atomic Tabasco. A die-hard 49ers fan, James lives with his fiancée in Los Angeles, where he is writing the sequel to his debut novel, Grand Theft AI.
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The Great Cock Hunt - James Cox
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Copyright© 2018 James Cox
ISBN: 978-1-77339-677-4
Cover Artist: Jay Aheer
Editor: CA Clauson
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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
DEDICATION
I have to say the research I did for this book was definitely out of my comfort zone (and scarred me, perhaps for life about certain fetishes, lol). Here's to all the people out there with fetishes. Be safe and have fun.
To my readers: Ya'll like the first Cox Fairytale so much I knew I had write another. I introduce to you the warped and usually nude story in my head. Enjoy!
As always a huge thanks to everyone at Evernight, editors, cover artists, promoters. Awesome doesn't begin to describe ya'll.
THE GREAT COCK HUNT
A Cox Fairytale, 2
James Cox
Copyright © 2018
Prologue
I made a wish.
Sounds simple. Sweet almost, doesn’t it?
But my fairy godmother heard and she turned that boy’s wish into a man’s nightmare. My world was turned upside down. My father remarried an older woman with a smile that could curdle milk. With her came two children, my stepsisters Anna and Driz. When they moved in, I was pushed to the back of the family, made a servant, because everyone knew we couldn’t afford any. But it wasn’t so bad. My father worked all the time and he was right that I should help out more often. I was the man of this humble home and they were the delicate ladies I now called family.
So, I endured.
Then my father became ill. There was no wound he received, but a sickness in the village. My father simply turned pale one day, coughing relentlessly, and then he died. That day was the darkest in my life. Even worse than my mother passing. He had been my rock, my anchor, my whole world. It took exactly one day for my stepmother to change. She sent me to live in the attic. They needed my room for my stepsister’s clothes. They needed help dressing. They needed help cooking. They needed me to clean for them and gather wood in the forest.
Servant became slave.
And there was nothing I could do. This was the only family I had. There were no trades I knew and no coins to call my own. So yet again, I endured.
My wish was for five years and at the end of those five years my fairy godmother would come back into my life and take her prize. I had until the clock struck twelve tonight. One more day left before she returned and took the only thing in my life that I had left, my heart. I had no idea if she meant literal or not. My life was pig shit anyway. I actually looked forward to seeing her again. I’d either try to kill her or let her drag me into oblivion. Maybe both.
Anything was better than this life.
Chapter One
Cin
The shrill voice of my sister Driz echoed through the house.
It made me groan and snuggle deeper into my thin blanket. I couldn’t deal with her this early. She was always bitching and complaining. It didn’t help that I was such a short guy. I’d barely made five feet five and with how little they fed me over the years, scrawny, too. There was no way I’d get a wife, especially since I didn’t have a coin to my name. I opened my eyes and winced as the sunshine streamed through a broken board.
Cin.
She was getting closer. Her voice louder and higher pitched than it had been a moment ago.
I’m coming.
I shouted and wiggled out of the warmth of the blanket. I swung my legs over the edge of the mattress and laid my feet on the cold floor only to jerk them into the air. In the summer, it was stifling hot up here. In the winter, it was so cold that one year I got frostbite on my toe. My stepmother had actually taken me to a healer and they amputated both pinky toes. I think she feared she’d lose her only servant or perhaps some small part of her cared about me. I stared down at my disfigured feet and laid them back on the cold floor. Losing my pinkies had gotten me a blanket though.
Cin.
She was right below the narrow steps that led to my ‘room’.
Yes, I’m coming.
You slept late. Again!
I rolled my eyes and shoved on clothes to help chase the chill from my skin. Winter was almost upon us and I dreaded it like a plague. I had my white, hole-ridden underpants on. Pretty soon I’d have to wear all my clothes to bed. I hated that. I only had one pair of anything and could only bathe once a week. Some days, I really thought about calling up my fairy godmother and asking her to take me sooner. I shoved on thin brown pants that I tied with rope around my waist and then pulled the brown shirt over my head. Blond hair fell around my face and blocked my view.
The stairs creaked.
I’m coming down now.
I rushed to put my feet in the thin-soled slippers and ran to the entrance to the attic. There was no door.
Driz paused mid-step. She was turned sideways because her substantial size didn’t allow her to climb forward. We’re all up and waiting for you. Mother is angry.
When was she not? I clambered down the steps after Driz and shivered when the warmth from the house surrounded me. It made me wiggle my toes and inhaled the sharp scent of burning wood. The house wasn’t all that big. Four rooms, one bathing room, a den with a fireplace and a well-stocked kitchen. Everything was last season, but nothing rundown. I rushed into the kitchen to find my stepmother already seated. She was ramrod straight with black hair cascading down her back in gentle waves. It was her eyes that unnerved me. They always seemed to be narrowed, like she could see through lies and schemes. Morning, Mother.
She snorted.
I rushed to the wooden counter and began cutting up the fresh fruit from the bowl. Why they couldn’t do that themselves was a bloody mystery I hadn’t yet solved. Why did everything have to be bite sized? I rolled my eyes as I worked the knife into the thin-skinned apple.
Driz waddled into the kitchen and sat beside her mother. She adjusted her blue dress so her breasts were practically popping out of her bodice and then laid her black hair over her shoulder. He was sleeping.
Bitch. I apologize.
After five years of this, that thought popped into my head again. Maybe if my fairy godmother took my heart it wouldn’t be such a bad thing? I served them both a plate and then left one in front of the empty chair. Anna wasn’t here. She loved to sleep, that girl. Morning, afternoon, night, naps, even during carriage rides. It was never a surprise to turn around and find her eyes closing. Should I awaken Anna, mother?
Yes.
She took a tiny chunk of apple and cut it into half its size. And, Cin, next time the fruit must be smaller.
I think it’s perfect.
Driz stabbed several pieces of fruit and shoved it all in her mouth.
I spun on my heels and went to wake my other stepsister. She was, of course, in bed. A pink blanket was curled around her tiny frame and her black hair was splayed on the pillows like she arranged it that way in case a prince snuck into her room during the night. Anna.
I picked up discarded clothes as I went. Anna, it’s morning.
I kicked shoes under her bed and then opened the heavy curtains that blocked out the sunshine.
She groaned and hissed.
Mother says it’s time to wake.
She opened her eyes and stretched her arms above her head. Care to help wake me up?
Her eyebrows arched and she wiggled free of the blanket.
I instantly turned around, facing the blinding sun rather than look upon her. Breakfast is served. Mother wants you out of bed.
My skin crawled knowing she was naked behind me, touching herself. She was my damn stepsister! I made a production of opening the window