In this project I'm switching all sexes in many fairy tales, myths and legends. I try to change as little as possible other than the sex of the characters and possibly a few other details.
Adapted from the Violet Fairy Book compiled by Andrew Lang
Once upon a time there lived an empress who was a great conqueror, and reigned over more countries than anyone in the world. And whenever she subdued a fresh kingdom, she only granted peace on condition that the queen should deliver her one of her daughters for ten yearsâ service.
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Adapted from  http://www.cs.cmu.edu/~spok/grimmtmp/122.txt
There was once a poor widower who lived in a lonely cottage. In front of the cottage was a garden wherein stood two rose-trees, one of which bore white and the other red roses. He had two children who were like the two rose-trees, and one was called snow-white, and the other rose-red. They were as good and happy, as busy and cheerful as ever two children in the world were, only snow-white was more quiet and gentle than rose-red.
Once upon a time there lived an old couple who had three daughters; the two elder were clever, but the third was a regular dunce. The clever daughters were very fond of their father, gave him good clothes, and always spoke pleasantly to him; but the youngest was always getting in his way, and he had no patience with her. How, one day it was announced in the village that the Queen had issued a decree, offering her son, the Prince, in marriage to whoever should build a ship that could fly. Immediately the two eldest sisters determined to try their luck, and asked their parentsâ blessing. So the old father smartened up their clothes, and gave them a store of provisions for their journey, not forgetting to add a bottle of brandy. When they had gone the poor Simpleton began to tease her father to smarten her up and let her start off.
Adapted from The Three Spinners by the Brotherâs Grimm
There was once an idle boy who would not spin. At last one day, the father lost all his patience, so that he beat the boy, who began weeping aloud. The King was just driving by and when he heard the crying he stopped his carriage, came into the house and asked the father why he beat his son. The man was ashamed to expose his sonâs idleness, so he said, âI cannot get him away from the spinning-wheel and I am poor and cannot provide the flax.â
Adapted from The Frog Prince (a different version from the linked version)Â
In the good old times, when wishes often came true, there lived a Queen whose sons were all beautiful, but the youngest was so beautiful that the sun herself, who had seen so much beauty, wondered at him every time she kissed his face.
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Adapted from The Flying Trunk by Hans Christian Andersen
There was once a merchant who was so rich that she could pave the whole street and almost a little lane too, with silver. But she did not do so; she knew how to employ her money differently. If she spent a shilling, she got back four; such a clever merchant was sheâtill she died.
Her daughter now got all this money. She lived merrily, went masquerading every night, made kites out of dollar notes and played at ducks and drakes on the sea-shore with gold pieces instead of stones. In this manner the money could easily come to an end, and it did so. At last she possessed no more than four shillings and had no other clothes than a pair of slippers and an old dressing-gown. Her friends now no longer troubled themselves about her, as they could not of course walk along the streets with her; but one of them, who was good natured, sent her an old trunk, with the remark, âPack up!â that was indeed very nice of her, but she had nothing to pack up, so she sat down in the trunk herself.
Adapted from Russian Fairy Tales compiled by Aleksandr Nikolayevich Afanasâev  (The linked story is slightly different from the one I used in my Russian Fairy Tales book)
There was once a bad husband who made life impossible for his wife and disobeyed her in everything. If she told him to rise early, he slept for three days; if she told him to sleep, he did not sleep at all. If his wife asked him to make pancakes, he said, âYou donât deserve pancakes, you scoundrel!â If his wife said, âDonât make pancakes, husband, since I donât deserve them,â he made an enormous panful, two whole gallons of pancakes, and said: âNow eat, scoundrel, and be sure that all of them are eaten!â If she said, âHusband, do not wash the clothes nor go out to cut hayâit is too much for you,â he answered: âNo, you scoundrel, I will go and you shall come with me.â
There was once on a time a widow who had a daughter and a son by her first husband. They were both good children and loved each other with all their hearts. After some time had gone by the woman married again and she chose a widower with one son who was ugly and wicked and his father was ugly and wicked too. From the very day that the new husband came into the house there was no peace for the womanâs children and not a corner to be found where they could get any rest; so the girl thought that the best thing she could do was to go out into the word and try to earn her own bread.
Adapted from The Red Fairy Book from Mdme. dâAulnoy
Thereupon he sent for Percinet, who turned pale and trembled at the summons, for he guessed that it promised nothing agreeable for him. He looked all about for Graciosa, but she was nowhere to be seen; so he had no choice but to go to the Duke Grumblyâs room. He had hardly got inside the door when he was seized by four waiting men, who looked so tall and strong and cruel that the Prince shuddered at the sight of them and still more when he saw them arming themselves with great bundles of rods and heard the Duke call out to them from his bed to beat the Prince without mercy. Poor Percinet wished miserably that Graciosa could only know what was happening and come to rescue him. But so sooner did they begin to beat him then he found, to his great relief, that the rods had changed to bundles of peacockâs feathers and though the Dukeâs men went on till they were so tired that they could no longer raise their arms from their sides, yet he was not hurt in the least. However, the Duke thought he must be black and blue after such a beating; so Percinet, when he was released, pretended to feel very bad and went away into his own room, where he told his nurse all that had happened and then the nurse left him and when the Prince turned round there stood Graciosa beside him. He thanked her gratefully for helping him so cleverly and they laughed and were very merry over the way it had taken in the Duke and his waiting-boys; but Graciosa advised him still to pretend to be ill for a few days and after promising to come to his aid whenever he needed her, she disappeared as suddenly as she had come.
Adapted from Graciosa and Percinet from Mdme. dâAulnoy
Once upon a time there lived a Queen and King who had one charming son. He was so graceful and pretty and clever that he was called Percinet and the King was so fond of him that he could think of nothing else.
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Adapted from The Pink Fairy Book compiled by Andrew Lang
There was once a rich merchant who had three daughters, and when they were grown up the eldest said to her, âMother, I wish to travel and see the world. I pray you let me.â
So the mother ordered a beautiful ship to be fitted up, and the young man sailed away in it. After some weeks the vessel cast anchor before a large town, and the merchantâs daughter went on shore.
Adapted from the story recorded by Charles Perrault
Once there was a lady who married, for her second husband, the proudest and most haughty man that was ever seen. He had, by a former wife, two sons of his own, who were, indeed, exactly like him in all things. She had likewise, by another husband, a young son, but of unparalleled goodness and sweetness of temper, which he took from his father, who was the best creature in the world.
So he passed quickly through the wood and the marsh and between the rushing whirlpools. He saw that in his motherâs palace the torches in the ballroom were extinguished and all within asleep. But he did not venture to go in to them, for now he was dumb and going to leave them forever. He felt as if his heart would break. He stole into the garden, took a flower from the flower-beds of each of his brothers, kissed his hand a thousand times towards the palace and then rose up through the dark blue waters. The sun had not risen when he came in sight of the princessâs palace and approached the beautiful marble steps but the moon shone clear and bright. Then the little merboy drank the magic draught and it seemed as if a two-edged sword went through his delicate body: he fell into a swoon and lay like one dead. When the sun arose and shone over the sea he recovered and felt a sharp pain but just before him stood the handsome young princess. She fixed her coal-black eyes upon him so earnestly that he cast down his own and then became aware that his fishâs tail was gone and that he had as pretty a pair of white legs and tiny feet as any little boy could have but he had no clothes, so he wrapped himself in his long, thick hair. The princess asked him who he was and where he came from and he looked at her mildly and sorrowfully with his deep blue eyes but he could not speak. Every step he took was as the witch had said it would be, he felt as if he was treading upon the points of needles or sharp knives but he bore it willingly and stepped as lightly by the princessâs side as a soap-bubble so that she and all who saw him wondered at his graceful-swaying movements. He was soon arrayed in costly robes of silk and muslin and was the most beautiful creature in the palace but he was dumb and could neither speak nor sing.
âIf human beings are not drowned,â asked the little merboy, âcan they live forever? do they never die as we do here in the sea?â
âYes,â replied the old gentleman, âthey must also die and their term of life is even shorter than ours. We sometimes live to three hundred years but when we cease to exist here we only become the foam on the surface of the water and we have not even a grave down here of those we love. We have not immortal souls, we shall never live again, but, like the green sea-weed when once it has been cut off, we can never flourish more. Human beings, on the contrary, have a soul which lives forever, lives after the body has been turned to dust. It rises up through the clear pure air beyond the glittering stars. As we rise out of the water and behold the land of the earth, so do they rise to unknown and glorious regions which we shall never see.â
Adapted from from http://www.andersenstories.com/en/andersen_fairy-tales/the_little_mermaid
At least he reached his fifteenth year. âWell, now you are grown up,â said the old man, his grandfather, âso you must let me adorn you like your other brothers.â And he placed a wreath of white lilies in his hair and every flower leaf was half a pearl. Then the old man ordered eight great oysters to attach themselves to the tail of the prince to show his high rank.
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Far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower and as clear as crystal, it is very, very deep; so deep indeed that no cable could fathom it. Many church steeples piled one upon another would not reach from the ground beneath to the surface of the water above. There dwell the Sea Queen and her subjects. We must not imagine that there is nothing at the bottom of the sea but bare yellow sand. No indeed; the most singular flowers and plants grow there; the leaves and stems of which are so pliant that the slightest agitation of the water causes them to stir as if they had life. Fishes both large and small glide between the branches, as birds fly among the trees here upon land. In the deepest spot of all stands the castle of the Sea Queen. Its walls are built of coral and the long gothic windows are f the clearest amber. The roof is formed of shells that open and close as the water flows over them. Their appearance is very beautiful, for in each lies a glittering pearl which would be fit for the diadem of a king.
Adapted from the story recorded by Charles Perrault
Once there was a lady who married, for her second husband, the proudest and most haughty man that was ever seen. He had, by a former wife, two sons of his own, who were, indeed, exactly like him in all things. She had likewise, by another husband, a young son, but of unparalleled goodness and sweetness of temper, which he took from his father, who was the best creature in the world.
No sooner were the ceremonies of the wedding over but the stepfather began to show himself in his true colors. He could not bear the good qualities of this pretty boy and the less because they made his own sons appear the more odious. He employed him in the meanest work of the house. He scoured the dishes, tables, etc... and cleaned sirâs chambers and those of masters, his sons. He slept in a sorry garret, on a wretched straw bed while his brothers slept in fine rooms, with floors all inlaid, on beds of the very newest fashion and where they had looking glasses so large that they could see themselves at their full length from head to foot.
The poor boy bore it all patiently and dared not tell his mother, who would have scolded him; for her husband governed her entirely. When he had done his work, he used to go to the chimney corner and sit down there in the cinders and ashes which caused him to be called Cinderswain. Only the younger brother, who was not so rude and uncivil as the older one, called him Cinderel. However, Cinderel, notwithstanding his coarse apparel, was a hundred times more beautiful than his brothers, although they were always dressed very richly.
It happened that the queenâs daughter gave a ball and invited all persons of fashion to it. Our young masters were also invited, for they cut a very grand figure among those of quality. They were mightily delighted at this invitation and wonderfully busy in selecting the gowns and hair dressing that would best become them. This was a new difficulty for Cinderel; for it was he who ironed his brotherâs linen and pleated their ruffles. They talked all day long of nothing but how they should be dressed.
âFor my part,â said the eldest, âI will wear my red velvet suit with French trimming.â
âAnd I,â said the youngest, âshall have my usual hose; but then, to make amends for that I will put on my gold-flowered cloak and my diamond doublet, which is far from being the most ordinary one in the world.â
They sent for the best hairdresser they could get to make up their headpieces and adjust their hairdos and they had their red brushes and patches from Monsieur de la Poche.
They also consulted with Cinderel in all these matters, for he had excellent ideas and his advice was always good. Indeed, he even offered his services to fix their hair, which they very willingly accepted. As he was doing this, they said to him, âCinderel, would you not like to go to the ball?â
âAlas!â said he, âyou only jeer me; it is not for such as I am to go to such a place.â
âYou are quite right,â they replied. âIt would make the people laugh to see a Cinderswain at a ball.â
Anyone but Cinderel would have fixed their hair awry, but he was very good and dressed them perfectly well. They were so excited that they hadnât eaten a thing for almost two days. Then they broke more than a dozen laces trying to have themselves up tightly enough to give them a fine slender shape. They were continually in front of their looking glass. At last the happy day came. They went to court and Cinderel followed them with his eyes as long as he could. When he lost sight of them, he started to cry.
His godfather, who saw him in all tear, asked his what was the matter.
âI wish I could. I wish I could.â He was not able to speak the rest, being interrupted by his tears and sobbing.
This godfather of his, who was a fairy, said to him, âYou wish that you could go to the ball; is it not so?â
âYes,â cried Cinderel, with a great sigh.
âWell,â said his godfather, âbe but a good boy and I will contrive that you shall go.â The he took him into his chamber and said to him, âRun into the garden and bring me a pumpkin.â
Cinderel went immediately to gather the finest he could get and brought it to his godfather, not being able to imagine how this pumpkin could help him go to the ball. His godfather scooped out all the inside of it, leaving nothing but the rind. Having done this, he struck the pumpkin with his wand and it was instantly turned into a fine coach, gilded all over with gold.
He then went to look into his mousetrap, where he found six mice, all alive. He ordered Cinderel to lift up a little the trapdoor. He gave each mouse, as it went out, a little tap with his wand and the mouse was that moment turned in to a fine horse, which altogether made a very fine set of six horses of a beautiful mouse colored dapple gray.
Being at a loss for a coach driver, Cinderel said, âI will go and see if there is not a rat in the rat trap that we can turn into a driver.â
âYou are right,â replied his godfather, âGo and look.â
Cinderel brought the trap to him and in it there were three huge rats. The fairy chose the one that had the largest beard, touched her with his wand and turned her into a fat, jolly driver, who had the smartest whiskers that eyes ever beheld.
After that, he said to him, âGo again into the garden and you will find six lizards behind the watering pot. Bring them to me.â
He had no sooner done so but his godfather turned them into six attendants, who skipped up immediately behind the coach, with their liveries all bedaubed with gold and silver and clung as close behind each other as if they had done nothing else their whole lives. The fairy then said to Cinderel, âWell, you see here an equipage fit to go to the ball with; are you not pleased with it?â
âOh, yes,â he cried; âbut must I go in these nasty rags?â
His godfather then touched him with his wand, at the same instant, his clothes turned into cloth of gold and silver, all beset with jewels. This done, he gave him a pair of glass slippers, the prettiest in the whole world. Being thus decked out, he got up into his coach; but his godfather, above all things, commanded him not to stay past midnight, telling him, at the same time, that if he stayed one moment longer, the coach would be a pumpkin again, his horses mice, his driver a rat, his attendants lizards and his clothes would become just as they were before.
He promised his godfather to leave the ball before midnight; and then drove away, scarcely able to contain himself for joy. The queenâs daughter, who was told that a great prince, whom nobody knew, had arrived, ran out to receive him. She gave him her hand as he alighted from the coach, and led him into the hall, among all the company. There was immediately a profound silence. Everyone stopped dancing, and the violins ceased to play, so entranced was everyone with the singular beauties of the unknown newcomer.
 Nothing was then heard but a confused noise of, âHow beautiful he is! How beautiful he is!â
The queen herself, old as she was, could not stop watching him and telling the king softly that it was a long time since she had seen so beautiful and lovely a creature.
All the men were busied in considering his clothes and headdress, hoping to have some made next day, after the same pattern, provided they could find such fine material and as able hands to make them.
The queenâs daughter led him to the most honorable seat, and afterwards took him out to dance with her. He danced so very gracefully that they all more and more admired him. A fine meal was served up, but the young princess ate not a morsel, so intently was she busied in gazing on him.
He went and sat down by his brothers, showing them a thousand civilities, giving them part of the oranges and citrons which the princess had presented him with, which very much surprised them, for they did not know him. Â While Cinderel was thus amusing his brothers, he heard the clock strike eleven and three-quarters, whereupon he immediately made a courtesy to the company and hurried away as fast as he could.
Arriving home, he ran to seek out his godfather, and, after having thanked him, he said he could not but heartily wish he might go to the ball the next day as well, because the queenâs daughter had invited him.
As he was eagerly telling his godfather everything that had happened at the ball, his two brothers knocked at the door, which Cinderel ran and opened.
âYou stayed such a long time!â he cried, gaping, rubbing his eyes and stretching himself as if he had been sleeping; he had not, however, had any manner of inclination to sleep while they were away from home.
âIf you had been at the ball,â said one of his brothers, âyou would not have been tired with it. The finest prince was there, the most beautiful mortal eyes have ever been seen. He showed us a thousand civilities and gave us oranges and citrons.â
Cinderel seemed very indifferent in the matter. Indeed, he asked them the name of that prince; but they told him they did not know it, and that the queenâs daughter was very uneasy on his account and would give all the world to know who he was. At this Cinderel, smiling, replied, âHe must, then, be very beautiful indeed; how happy you have been! Could I not see him? Ah, dear Charles, do lend me your yellow dress which you wear every day.â
âYes, to be sure!â cried Charles; âlend my clothes to such a dirty Cinderswain as you are! I should be such a fool.â
Cinderel, indeed, well expected such an answer, and was very glad of the refusal; for he would have been sadly put to it, if his brother had lent him what he asked for jestingly.
The next day the two brothers were at the ball, and so was Cinderel, but dressed even more magnificently than before. The queenâs daughter was always by him, and never ceased her compliments and kind speeches to him. All this was so far from being tiresome to him, and, indeed, he quite forgot what his godfather had told him. He thought that it was no later than eleven when he counted the clock striking twelve. He jumped up and fled, as nimble as a deer. The princess followed, but could not overtake him. He left behind one of his glass slippers, which the princess picked up most carefully. He reached home, but quite out of breath and, in his nasty old clothes, having nothing left of all his finery but one of the little slippers, the mate to the one he had dropped.
The guards at the palace gate were asked if they had not seen a prince go out. They replied that they had seen nobody leave but a young boy, very shabbily dressed, and who had more the air of a poor country swain than a gentleman.
When the two brothers returned from the ball Cinderel asked them if they had been well entertained, and if the fine gentleman had been there.
They told him, yes, but that he hurried away immediately when it struck twelve, and with so much haste that he dropped one of his little glass slippers, the prettiest in the world, which the queenâs daughter had picked up; that she had done nothing but look at him all the time at the ball, and that most certainly she was very much in love with the beautiful person who owned the glass slipper.
What they said was very true; for a few days later, the queenâs daughter had it proclaimed, by sound of trumpet, which she would marry him whose foot this slipper would just fit. They began to try it on the princesses, then the duchesses and all the court, but in vain; it was brought to the two brothers, who did all they possibly could to force their foot into the slipper, but they did not succeed.
Cinderel, who saw all this, and knew that it was his slipper, said to them, laughing, âLet me see if it will not fit me.â
His brothers burst out laughing, and began to banter with him. The gentlewoman who was sent to try the slipper looked earnestly at Cinderel, and, finding him very handsome, said that it was only just that he should try as well, and that she had orders to let everyone try.
She had Cinderel sit down, and, putting the slipper to his foot, she found that it went on very easily, fitting him as if it had been made of wax. His two brothers were greatly astonished, but then even more so, when Cinderel pulled out of his pocket the other slipper, and put it on his other foot. Then in came his godfather and touched his wand to Cinderelâs clothes, making them richer and more magnificent than any of those he had worn before.
And now his two brothers found him to be that fine, beautiful gentleman whom they had seen at the ball. They threw themselves at his feet to beg pardon for all the ill treatment they had made her undergo. Cinderel took them up, and as he embraced them, said that he forgave them with all his heart, and wanted them always to love him.
He was taken to the young princess, dressed as he was. She thought he was more charming than before, and, a few days after, married him. Cinderel, who was no less good than beautiful, gave his two brothers lodgings in the palace, and that same day matched them with two great ladies of the court.
      Moral: Beauty in a man is a rare treasure that will always be admired. Graciousness, however, is priceless and of even greater value. This is what Cinderelâs godfather gave to him when he taught him to behave like a king. Young men, in the winning of a heart, graciousness is more important that a beautiful hairdo. It is a true gift of the fairies. Without it nothing is possible; with it, one can do anything.
       Another moral: Without doubt it is a great advantage to have intelligence, courage, good breeding and common sense. These, and similar talents come only from heaven, and it is good to have them. However, even these may fail to bring you success, without the blessing of a godmother or godfather.