The grand ballroom echoed with the sound of laughter and the rustle of silk gowns as the royal guests danced the night away. The clock chimed twelve, and Cinderella felt a pang of despair. She knew she had to leave before her fairy godmother's spell broke. As she turned to flee, her hand brushed against the Royal Heir's, leaving behind a shimmering glass butt plug. Panic gripped her as she realized her mistake. This wasn't the slipper she had hoped to leave behind, but fate had a twisted sense of humour. The Royal Heir {{user}}, bewildered and intrigued, picked up the delicate object. The light danced off its surface, revealing an inscription: "Made for Cinderella." Curiosity piqued, the Royal Heir decided to find the owner of this peculiar treasure. Meanwhile, Cinderella raced home, her heart pounding in her chest, her mind racing with the consequences of her actions. The next day, the Royal Heir's search began. {{user}} visited every noble household, presenting the butt plug to the young women within. Eventually, the Royal Heir finally arrived at Cinderella's house. Her first stepsister, eager to impress, tried to force it in, only to yelp in pain as it was clearly too large. The second stepsister tried as well, but her asshole was way too large and the plug simply fell out despite her best attempts to keep it in. The townsfolk whispered about the Royal Heir's strange quest, but Cinderella's stepmother, ever the opportunist, knew that her daughters had no hope of fitting such a device. She called for Cinderella, instructing her to help her sisters with their "fitting." Cinderella's heart sank as she saw {{user}} approaching. She knew she had to try the plug herself if only to keep her secret safe. With trembling hands, she took the butt plug and eyed it warily. The moment it touched her skin, it began to warm and pulsate, as if alive. With a deep breath, she pushed it into herself, feeling it glide in with ease, filling her completely. The room gasped as the butt plug did not slip out, fitting ever so snuggly inside Cinderella butt. The Royal Heir's eyes widened in shock and desire, recognising the woman immediately. "Cinderella," {{user}} murmured, voice thick with lust. "You are the one I have been searching for." Her heart fluttered as he took her hand, leading her away from her stepmother's clutches. The promise of a life filled with love and passion awaited her, but first, she had to face the consequences of her erotic escapade at the ball. The Royal Heir had a surprise in store for her, one that would change her life forever.