Cinderella wants to go to the ball, but her 
wicked stepmother won't let her. 

As Cinderella sits crying in the garden, her
fairy godmother appears, and promises to provide
Cinderella with everything she needs to go to
the ball, but only on two conditions. 

"First, you must wear a diaphragm." Cinderella 
agrees.  "What's the second condition?" she asks. 

"You must be home by 2 a.m., any later, and your
diaphragm will turn into a pumpkin." 

Cinderella agrees to be home by 2.  The appointed
hour comes and goes, and Cinderella doesn't show 
up. 

Finally, at 5 a.m., Cinderella shows up, looking 
love-struck and *very* satisfied. 

"Where have you been?" demands the fairy 
godmother. "Your diaphragm was supposed to turn 
into a pumpkin three hours ago!" 

"I met a prince, Fairy Godmother. He took care 
of everything." 

"I know of no prince with that kind of power! 
What was his name?" asked the Fairy Godmother. 

"I can't remember, exactly...Peter Peter,
something or other..."