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Twisted Fairy Tales: The Farting Princess

September 5, 2023 by theferalwench

A story by Diana Dandelion: Once upon a time there was a king and a queen and their little daughter “Rosebud”.  Rosebud was a beautiful, fair daughter who brought much joy to her parents, however there was only one serious flaw: The young princess was cursed with a smelly flatulence problem. She farted green, smelly…

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Sleepover For 350,000

May 25, 2022 by theferalwench

“I like smoke and lightnin’ Heavy metal thunder Racing with the wind And the feeling that I’m under” Lyrics: Born to Be Wild, Steppenwolf The feeling of night air rushing by and the glare of the headlights and taillights from the cars in the lanes behind and beside her was exhilarating. Diana was in the…

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The Familiar Stranger

March 11, 2022 by theferalwench

“My troubles are many, they’re as deep as a well I can swear there ain’t no heaven but I pray there ain’t no hell Swear there ain’t no heaven and pray there ain’t no hell, But I’ll never know by living, only my dying will tell.” –Lyrics: When I Die, Laura Nyro “You will never…

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The Parasite

January 2, 2022 by theferalwench

“How long does it have to go on? This punishment? Haven’t I done time enough, haven’t I served my term? Can’t I apply for a pardon?” – Tennessee Williams, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof “Well, a hard headed woman A soft hearted man Been the cause of trouble Ever since the world began” Lyrics:…

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When She Flew The Coop II

December 6, 2021 by theferalwench

“Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow?” Lyrics: American Pie, Don Mclean   “Better a dry crust…

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When She Flew The Coop I

December 5, 2021 by theferalwench

“The sunsets come The sunsets go The clouds roll by And the earth turns old And the young bird’s eyes Do always glow She must fly She must fly She must fly” Lyrics: White Bird, David and Linda LaFlamme Diana had been planning her escape for months. She’d been secretly saving most of the money…

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Wake Up Call

November 18, 2021 by theferalwench

“While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers Turn around and say good morning to the night For unless they see the sky But they can’t and that is why They know not if it’s dark outside or light” Lyrics: Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters, Bernie Taupin / Elton John Some…

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What would you like to read next?

April 24, 2021 by theferalwench

Please let the Feral Wench know which of these topics you’d be most interested in as the next Diana Dandelion vignette: (Links are being added as the new vignettes are posted) The Wake Up Call (40s) She Felt Safe With Him (20s) The Spy In The Tree (childhood) Our Dearly Departed (childhood) When She Flew…

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The Fledgling

March 21, 2021 by theferalwench

“I call out, ‘Dog, Dog,” for I had no other name for him. I ran toward the house, calling it. He was inside. He was just getting to his feet, stretching himself and yawning. He looked first at the fish I carried and then at me and moved his tail. That night I stayed in…

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Spiders from the past

March 21, 2021 by theferalwench

From the personal journal of Diana Dandelion, 2005: One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small, And the ones your mother gives you don’t do anything at all; go ask Alice, when she’s 10 feet tall. When men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go, and the white…

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