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Pinocchio
by Jack Rabbit (address withheld)
***
In this parody of the movie, the Blue Fairy's effort to
change Pinocchio into a live boy look at the puppet's
dealing with new experience of sexual arousal. In
addition, the Blue Fairy also answered another one of
Geppeto's wishes, to overcome his ED disability. (MFmf-
teens, ped, 1st, voy, fant, rom, movie-parody)
***
From Jiminy Cricket:
Dear Mother Goose,
I understand that everyone knows about me and
Pinocchio, where the Blue Fairy, with her magical
powers, turned Pinocchio in stages from a wooden puppet
into a real boy, and that she gave me human traits so
as to be his conscious during the transition. The
reason the Fairy did this was to grant a wish to reward
Geppetto for a lifetime of hard work as a good and
gentle man.
Geppetto was an aging man, a woodcarver artisan and a
clock maker, with a talent for creating wonderful
looking puppets and clocks in his shop. However, when
he was a young man he got seriously ill once, and that
illness left him handicapped all his life with an
inability to use his manhood for love making.
Consequently, he never married and never had any
children.
He worked hard in his shop, and would watch with envy
as other parents came by his shop with their children
in tow. Those little boys and girls would mutter
amazements about the beautiful mechanical motions of
his handcrafted clocks. They would shriek with delight
as Geppetto demonstrated the uses of the puppets. As he
built those little wooden puppets, he would look with
awe at the beauty of his artwork and wish one of the
puppets were a real live boy, someone he could share
his life with. That is the basis of the story you know,
the story that was turned into a movie.
Geppetto's family in his shop was a bashful goldfish
Cleo and a kitten Figaro. The story began one evening
when he just finished making the wooden puppet he named
Pinocchio. Before going to bed he looked out the window
at the bright twinkling star, knelt down a made a wish
upon a star that Pinocchio could become a real boy. He
didn't really think it could happen, but he could dream
about it, couldn't he.
What the movie didn't mention was Geppetto's other
wish. He would watch young couples snuggling in the
park or when they came in his shop. Although he was
unable to get an erection, he understood the pleasures
he was missing. He tried courting a few young ladies in
his younger years, but they all moved on when they
found out he lacked the ability to perform. He had a
few books with pictures, but other that stimulating the
urges; he was unable to do anything about it. He
couldn't even relieve his arousal tensions by hand, so
it was all an exercise in frustration. Not only did he
wish for a son, he also wished for a miracle to allow
him to know the pleasures of a woman.
If you remember the movie, that night the Blue Fairy
came to the shop while Geppetto was sleeping, and with
me as the witness, she sprinkled her fairy dust on the
puppet Pinocchio, magically bringing him to life.
Appointing me as his conscious, she tells him if his
behavior remains good he will one day become more than
a self-aware puppet, he will become a real eight-year-
old boy. There were promises made, and then the Blue
Fairy disappeared back into the night sky for the
evening. Adjusting to his new unfamiliar life as a boy-
like puppet, Pinocchio made so much noise that he woke
Geppetto, nearly giving Geppetto a panic attack that a
burglar was in the house. That reaction quickly changed
to overwhelming joy when he found Pinocchio had become
a live puppet, and answer to one of his wishes.
The next day Geppetto started Pinocchio's life as a boy
by sending him off to school, with me as his good
conscious, following. However, Pinocchio quickly got
diverted into trouble when Big John and his retarded
sidekick Gideon, a couple of good-for-nothings, saw
what he was, and led him off to a puppet carnival
instead of school. They sold him to a puppet master,
who had him perform on stage then locked him up, and
that's where the story is gets to be a little different
from the movie. I eventually helped him escape the cage
he was in. We got him home later than he should be. The
Blue Fairy appeared again just as we were being greeted
by Geppetto.
Geppetto was so thrilled we were back that his eyes
were watering over his smiles. He was taken aback at
the sudden appearance of the Blue Fairy, awash with her
own glow, pretty as an angel, golden wavy hair, blue
eyes, delicate translucent blue tinted wings, and
wearing a flowing blue opaque dress that highlighted
her lithe feminine figure underneath. Geppetto stared
with a dumbfounded expression as the smiling fairy.
Ignoring all else, the fairy addressed Pinocchio,
asking if he had been a good boy that day. Before I
could react as his conscious, Pinocchio fibbed to her
that he had been good all day. Abruptly his nose
started to grow longer. The Blue Fairy stood before him
with her hands on her hips, and said, "Oh, my."
Pinocchio fibbed again, and when he did his nose stuck
out several more inches. Since he stood only waist high
to the Blue Fairy, the nose pressed into her opaque
dress right at the front of her hips. Pinocchio
stuttered when she asked more questions about his day,
only to mutter more little white lies. The nose shot
out, pressing hard into the fairy's femininity.
Pinocchio was scared about what was happening.
The Blue Fairy stood briefly speechless as the wooden
nose pushed her dress materials into the folds of her
vaginal lips. To Geppetto's amazement, she demonstrated
a sensual arousal to the probing wooden nose. Her face
flushed, brightened, and starting emitting fairy dust
sparkles. Her body quivered, and her gossamer wings
involuntarily fluttered. She smiled, and then reached
to hold his head in place as he began to tremble.
"Pinocchio," She allowed him to back away, "Every time
you lie your nose will grow. Do you want this to
happen?" Without any apparent reaction other than a
smile of satisfaction, she adjusted her dress to remove
it from being caught between he legs. Pinocchio then
cried a little as he explained what had really happened
that day. On hearing the truth, the Blue Fairy granted
him, and me, a second chance, and using her magic
powers, returned his nose to normal size.
Geppetto watched all this confrontation with amazement.
He was thrilled that his little Pinocchio was back, but
he was also excited that such a lovely Fairy was before
him reacting to the erotic probing of the nose.
Surprising him, Geppetto's manhood rose to attention,
tenting the front of his pants. He could not recall
that ever happening before. He blushed, and chose not
to speak of her inadvertent enticing display. He was
too embarrassed to mention anything about her reaction
to the erotic probing of Pinocchio's nose or about his
new arousal. He thanked her for bringing home his
Pinocchio, for using her magic to give him life.
The Blue Fairy was able to read Geppetto's unspoken
thoughts. She smiled at him tenderly. "Geppetto, you
have been a kind, honest, hard working man all your
life. I came to your home to grant you the wishes you
prayed for. You may want to know that I am a fairy, not
an angel, and as a fairy I can share myself with you to
fulfill your other wish."
With a wave of her hand, she created several servings
of lasagna with fruits and bread on the table for all
of us, as she finally spoke to Geppetto. "Mister
Geppetto, what you found last night in Pinocchio is an
answer to your wish for your puppet to become a real
boy. He will be a boy some day soon when he proves
himself, but it will take time." She directed everyone
to sit down for the food.
"This magical answer to my wish for my own little boy
thrills me tremendously," He found a bottle of red wine
to go with the meal; "I thank you so much more than I
can say."
With that we had a delicious meal, and for the first
time in a long time there was the silly humor of a
child at the table, there was a woman to share the meal
and a few glasses of wine with. They shared tender and
humorous stories about his artistic efforts as a wood
carver and clock maker, and her tales of life as a
fairy. Shortly after dinner, they put Pinocchio to
sleep. That's when I figured the Blue Fairy would
disappear into the sky. She did not go yet.
"I am also here to grant your second wish." She sipped
his wine, "You have been a good man all your life, a
lonely life without the pleasures of a woman. Tonight,
I offer your first experience."
"You're a very pretty lady," Geppetto responded, "It
aroused me so to see your reaction to Pinocchio's nose.
I have been alone all my life because when I was a boy
I was sick with an ailment that prevented me from being
able to please women. Was this arousal part of your
magic?"
She sprinkled her fairy dust on him, then whispered,
"Oh Geppetto, I knew what you wished for and why. Now,
you will no longer have to worry about not being able
to please women who want to know you."
Geppetto watched the Blue Fairy as she sparkled before
him, her blue dress changing from an opaque to a
translucent material that revealed and accented her
feminine charms underneath.
He sensed a resurging of his arousal, his manhood
growing like Pinocchio's nose, pushing hard within his
trousers. He blushed. "Miss Fairy, this is embarrassing
for me. I've grown old always treating the women I meet
like ladies, trying not to think of damaging their
honor. You make this very difficult tonight."
She looked around to ensure that Pinocchio was sleeping
as he should be. Pinocchio was sleeping soundly. So
were Figaro and the goldfish. I pretended to be asleep,
but I was watching. The Blue Fairy reached over to kiss
his cheek. "Geppetto, I have been watching you for a
long time. You are good to neighbors, to children, to
animals. Despite you limitation, I find you appealing
and sexy. I am willing to share myself with you if you
would want that."
Geppetto said nothing. He swallowed and blushed a
little more. He nodded his head to indicate that he
found her appealing.
Sparkling with fairy dust, she smiled and fluttered her
little wings. She squatted before him, loosened the
rope he used as a belt, and let his pants drop to his
feet. For the first time his manhood sprang from the
pants to a rigid attention pointing straight out. As he
stood with quivering knees, she reached out to touch it
as gently as a feather. She then wrapped her hand
around the shaft and began rubbing it up and down.
Geppetto, unfamiliar with the electric sensations of
this arousal, began to shake as a little liquid
dribbled out. He was afraid he was about to pee on the
beautiful fairy, and started to speak when an
uncontrolled eruption burst out of his manhood like a
white sticky hose blast. He closed his eyes as a second
and third ejaculation spurt blasted from him He had to
steady his stand by holding her shoulder to keep from
falling. When he looked down, he found her translucent
blouse was a mess with his eruptions. She was ignoring
the soiling as she continued to pump his manhood with
happy abandon.
Finally, his eruptions dribbled to an end, and she
helped him sit back on his bed. She waved her sparkling
hand in a way that magically cleaned his mess, then she
whispered, "I can't have you on top of me because my
wings get pinched, but if you lay down on the bed, I'll
show you what you've been missing all your life."
It was hard not for me to watch, and what I saw stirred
my passion to find a friendly female cricket to do
these things for me. It was most entertaining. Geppetto
lay on the bed, naked below the waist, his manhood
still maintaining a rigid attention. The fairy made her
clothes go away, exposing shapely hips, petite shapely
breasts topped with cherry-like nipples. She fluttered
her wings, lifting herself over him, in a way that he
braced her chest with his hands, thumbs massaging the
breasts. She kissed him again, and then dropped herself
so that his stiff manhood slid through the bulging
pubic lips of her warm, moist vulva. She slowly rolled
and rotated her hips against his, once again arousing
his primitive passions.
Then she spread her legs a little, reached between them
to grasp and guide his manhood into her warm quivering
love canal, and then she started pumping her hips up
and down on his. From the sounds coming from both of
them, I think she was using her love canal muscles in a
most stimulating way, because in a few minutes both
were squealing with delight, and the white gooey sticky
stuff was flowing out of their hips. She relaxed on to
him for both to catch their breath, then after several
peaceful moments she began repeating what she had
already done.
A half hour later, she got off of him. She waved her
sparkling hand to make the ejaculation mess disappear.
A second wave of her hand redressed her the way she had
been. "Geppetto, tonight's pleasure of a woman was a
gift for you. From this day on you will be able to
please any lady who likes your charms. When Pinocchio
has earned the right to be a real boy, to be your son,
you will need the help of a lady to be a mother for
him. This will help you convince a lady to join you."
With that she transformed into a ball of light, and
then floated out the window and up into the night sky.
The movie made clear about the next day. Pinocchio went
off to school again, with me in hot pursuit. Once more
he encountered those same good for nothings from the
day before. They sold Pinocchio to a flesh trader who
took Pinocchio, along with a wagon full of wayward
runaway boys, to Pleasure Isle. On Pleasure Isle those
runaway boys were encouraged to misbehave in any way
they thought of. They broke stain glass windows,
cursed, smoked cigars, started rumbles with other boys
just to beat someone up, cheated and lied to each
other.
The movie didn't mention that also at Pleasure Isle
were young prostitutes tasked with corrupting the
wayward boys brought to the facility. I watched as a
smiling, playful, pretty teenage lass, who called
herself Gina, took an interest in the walking talking
wooden puppet. She laughed, teasing him that he wasn't
much, only a wooden model of a boy. Embarrassed, he
responded that he was real. She gasped at the sight of
his nose growing out a few inches. It grew a few more
inches when he explained that nothing was wrong with
his nose. Gina grinned at his predicament, then asked,
"Does a wooden boy have a wee-wee that changes, too?"
She looked for the tell-tale bulge in his britches, but
nothing happened there, though his nose grew a few more
inches when he said he was normal. Testing his ability
to get aroused, she asked, "Have you ever played with a
girl before?" Gina lifted her short skirt to expose
creamy colored hips with no underpants to obscure the
view tight, hairless, glistening pussy lips.
Pinocchio gulped, smiled, and then said he'd played
with lots of girls naked. His nose grew out a little
more. Gina laughed at what she was beginning to
comprehend, took Pinocchio to a couch to lay down with
little vagina exposed, and dared him to smell her
pussy. He didn't want to appear a scaredy-cat, so he
put his face to her hips, the lengthy nose spreading
the lips, sliding across Gina's nub.
Pinocchio was happy that she was pleased with the
wooden stimulation, and he mentioned that the
moistening opening smelled like salty cheese. He wished
he had boy's parts, but wanted to make her happy, so he
pushed his nose into the opening, and at Gina's urging,
he pushed the nose as far as it would go without
hurting her. She started squealing wildly, holding his
head, while he tried to nod his head, but instead
started a series of involuntary sneezes. After a few
moments of this, Gina started bursting with liquid
climaxes coating the nose, and Pinocchio had to
withdraw to save his lengthy wooden snout.
As his conscious, I kept trying to tell him we needed
to get away from these wayward boys. He agreed that he
was being bad, and should leave. Just as we started to
escape, a transformation began changing all the boys.
Their mischievous acts triggered magic at the Isle,
transforming those boys into jackasses. Once they were
transformed, the jackasses were sent to work in the
mines. Pinocchio knew he was doing wrong, and escaped
with my help, but not before he was partially
transformed to a jackass. When we got back to
Geppetto's, we found the place abandoned. A note
appeared for us from the Blue Fairy that Geppetto,
along with Figaro and Cleo, had set out to find their
lost Pinocchio, that they were trapped, but alive,
inside the belly of a whale.
Pinocchio set out with determination to rescue them
from the whale, which he did, and by risking everything
to save Geppetto, he earned not only another chance,
but was transformed into a real boy. That's where the
movie story ends.
The movie left out the changes the Blue Fairy made in
Pinocchio when he converted from a living wooden puppet
to a flesh and blood real child. She made certain that
Pinocchio would not share Geppetto's fate; unhappiness
of a life without females.
Pinocchio made friends at school, with his happy
behavior, but especially with a little girl classmate
named Aurora. Pinocchio tried to please everyone,
especially pretty nine year old Aurora, whom he liked
to share recess snacks with. Aurora's widowed mother,
Maria, was a dress maker who had come to Geppetto many
times in the past to have mannequins made for fashion
display. Aurora liked the boy. They liked to joke and
play games with the other children during recess and
lunch break. They were playtime friends.
A week later, Gina, from Pleasure Isle, came by the
school one day to get her little brother. Recognizing
Pinocchio in the playground as the living puppet she
had entertained before, she decided to have a little
fun by teasing him. She joined a group of children in
the playground, and then announced with a laugh that
she knew Pinocchio when he was a wooden puppet, that
his nose would grow when he misbehaved. Pinocchio
covered his nose with his hands to avoid embarrassment,
but she kept on teasing him. She lifted her skirt to
display that she was wearing no panties, thinking that
would stimulate the nose growth as before.
Pinocchio hadn't told a lie, so his nose didn't grow,
but the sight of Gina's bare little pussy did stimulate
a boys sexual arousal growth. Like a wooden post
pushing from between his legs, his little boy's penis
pushed his trousers taut, and then poked a hole through
them. The long rod stuck out about ten inches from the
hole it had created, much like his nose had grown
earlier. The children at the playground reacted; all
the other boys pointed and laughed. The girls blushed
and ran away to avoid embarrassment. Caught by
surprise, Pinocchio started crying, then ran away to
the nearby woods, with me in hot pursuit as fast as I
could hop.
Surprised and empathetic, Aurora followed her young
friend to where he was crying beside a tree. She
offered him her sympathies. Pinocchio was embarrassed,
and asked her to go away, but she knew he needed a
friend at that moment to understand. Facing the tree to
hide his face and his exposed embarrassment, he
listened as she told him she was like him. She used to
be a mannequin for Maria, a dress maker, a lonely
dressmaker who wanted her own little girl. Just like
Geppetto's experience, the Blue Fairy appeared one
night three years ago and changed Aurora in stages from
a wooden mannequin to a living little girl. Hearing a
similar story to his own, Pinocchio stopped crying, and
turned to face her.
She blushed at the sight of his long, hard member
protruding through the hole in his pants. She wanted to
get away, that being her young girl's instinctive
reaction, but she realized the situation was beyond
Pinocchio's control. Aurora explained that when the
Blue Fairy gave her life two years ago with a young
girl's understanding, that knowledge included a woman's
awareness of gender sexual differences.
Not only that, she had once stayed a week with at her
uncle's farm and he taught her how to use her feminine
charms to make men happy. She instinctively knew what
Pinocchio's surprise erection was all about. He would
need to relieve the arousal for it to relax. She
explained that in fact she felt herself was getting
warm and wet while looking at the rounded head of the
penis stick out in front of her. He blushed and tried
to cover it with his hands.
Aurora asked him to take off his pants, and she would
try to repair the hole with safety pins she had in her
pockets. He was reluctant and embarrassed, but she was
wise enough about the predicament that she knew how to
get him to do what she asked. She offered to remove her
own skirt, where she would be as exposed as he. He
watched her as she gripped the waistband of her skirt
with her fingers, and slid it down her legs. She
followed by dropping her panties. Aurora then stood
bare hips before him with the smooth bare slit of a
schoolgirl before him. He had stopped whimpering, and
began gawking at her in awe. He felt strange urges
inside himself that he did not understand. His rod grew
a few more inches, to an extra-long little boy's
manhood. It began throbbing from the unfamiliar desire
to mate.
Aurora had him sit against the tree, where she knelt in
front of him close enough for them to touch each
other's pubic region. She reached out with her hand to
grasp the rod, and began masturbating her young friend.
Pinocchio had no inclination the pleasure her touch
would bring, but he liked. As she whipped his rod, he
leaned back with a silly smile at such a wondrous
feeling. It did not take to many strokes until he
started squirting his love juices in explosive streams
that seemed to continue for some time.
Finally, the squirting subsided, although his rod
remained long and hard. She mentioned to him it
probably wouldn't relax unless he exhausted it inside a
girl. She was concerned that, being so long and hard,
it might hurt her, so they would control it be trying
to mate standing erect. Because of previous experience
with her uncle, Aurora knew about male arousal, and was
able to determine what Pinocchio needed. Looking at his
lengthy young boy's penis arousal started her own
juices flowing.
After he removed his trousers, she sat herself on a
fallen log, positioning her hips at the same height as
his. Taking him by the hand, she directed him to stand
between her legs. She then guided his rod within her
labia lips, sliding it across her little clitoris, and
then into her throbbing opening. With his hands on her
shoulders, she pulled his buttocks cheeks, pushing him
in deeper as she used her love muscles to massage the
probing inside her. She began moaning with the
delightful insertion she hadn't felt since her uncle
moved away. She lifted her face to kiss her friend.
A fast learner, Pinocchio's breathing became loud and
chaotic, as he adjusted to what was happening, and
began pumping his hips against hers. It all felt so
wonderful, though he soon found that his long rod hit a
limit with several inches remaining.
Pinocchio mutter "Wow!" as she rotated her hips to
force her very tight vagina to accept the intrusion.
She could sense him growing longer inside her. It felt
good, but worried her. Finally, she sensed repeated
pressure of his slamming into her uterus. She had taken
as much of him as she could, and there were several
inches remaining between their conjoined hips. Fearful
of hurting herself, she persuaded Pinocchio to back off
a few inches, so that they could continue without
exceeded her depth limits. That worked.
Pinocchio pumped his hips forward and backwards,
heightening his arousal to a crest, while Aurora used
her vaginal muscles to pulsate against his pumping rod.
She squealed in delight at a series of female climaxes.
Finally, she felt Pinocchio's warm eruption filling her
insides, as he moaned in overjoyed delight. White
sticky liquid oozed out of their joined genitals and
over her thigh. His long, hard rod loosened, shrinking
back to normal size. She pushed him back from her,
letting his now messy limp protrusion drop out of her.
She smiled at the sight of it as she braced herself to
catch her breath.
He lay there thinking about it, telling her how
wonderful it was. However, she knew they had to get
back to school. She dressed herself again, reached in
her pocket for the safety pins to repair his pants, and
then helped him get dressed. Back at the schoolyard
other children tried teasing Pinocchio when they
returned, but he was too happy to let it bother him.
When school was finished, he went home to Geppetto,
telling about his torn pants. I wasn't certain how
Geppetto would react to an explanation of Aurora's
help, but Pinocchio only told about his unexpected
reaction to Gina, ending with the fact that Aurora had
fixed his pants with safety pins. Geppetto had him
change, and was going to lecture him about how to deal
with girls, when a visitor arrived at the shop.
It was Maria, the dressmaker, with her daughter Aurora.
Maria was a thin and pretty dark haired woman of forty.
Assuming she was there to order another mannequin, he
had several all ready made to show her. She waved off
his sales pitch, and then asked Geppetto if he
remembered her daughter, Aurora.
Geppetto feigned ignorance, so Maria explained that
Aurora had been one of Geppetto's wooden mannequins
three year earlier, that the Blue Fairy used magic to
change her into a live little girl, just the same thing
that she just found out happened to Pinocchio. When
Aurora came home with her tale of helping Pinocchio,
Maria understood theirs was a new friendship to
nurture, so she was in the shop to offer friendship.
She wanted to invite Geppetto and Pinocchio to her
place for dinner.
Surprised and overjoyed at the revelations, Geppetto
accepted the invitation. That evening they all shared a
delicious lasagna dinner by candlelight at Maria's
shop. Geppetto and Maria entertained each other with
one another's stories and a shared bottle of red wine
until later than they should have been. When they
realized how late it was, they found that the two
children had fallen asleep on the sofa, and were deeply
snoring.
Maria stopped Geppetto from waking Pinocchio to go
home, urging them to spend the night at her home. They
could return home in the morning. So they removed shoes
and outer wear from Aurora and Pinocchio, covered the
children, and tucked them in on the couch. Maria
prepared a bed for Geppetto in a spare room, let him
use an unsold night shirt, then permitted him to go to
bed.
Several hours later, Maria woke Geppetto from a deep
slumber to tell him she had just been visited by the
Blue Fairy. The Blue Fairy made clear about Geppetto's
second wish. If he wanted, she would share her charms
that night. Smiling at the luck of this unexpected
opportunity, an arousal bulge pushed up his blanket. It
got even harder when Maria stripped her own clothes,
pulled back his blanket, and climbed on top of him.
With his new found ability to get an erection, she slid
down on his manhood, and then began riding him like a
horse. She climaxed multiple times until he burst loose
inside her. They separated, got up and cleaned the
sticky mess with a rag, then got aroused again. He had
her bend over the bed so that he could slide he new
erection between her legs. Slipping and sliding through
the lips of her labia and stimulating her clitoris, she
was ready for deeper penetration. She reached between
her legs to guide him into her love tunnel. Fully
engaged, he pumped into her vigorously until his
ejaculation burst deep within once more.
What they did not realize when they started is that the
bed had a squeaky spring, then they ignored it once
they were going. The noise of the spring woke Pinocchio
and Aurora. Surprised that they had been put to sleep
on the sofa, they got up to quietly check what was
causing the noise. Astonished to see their Mama Maria
and Papa Geppetto bent over the spare bed, naked,
coupled with vigorous copulation, they started to
giggle. Then Pinocchio's arousal reaction began to make
his pants bulge.
Realizing what was happening, Aurora backed him away
from the door to the bedroom, reached down and pulled
his pants down. Taking him by the hand, she led him
back to the sofa, had him lay down with his long
erection sticking straight up, and then snuggled on top
of him with her legs squeezing his member tightly
against her slit. As they pushed and rocked against
each other, she got warmer and wetter with pleasurable
impulses surging through her body. Pinocchio could feel
a pulsating crescendo approaching. Before he could
release it, she spread her legs, guided him into her,
dropped as far as she could go, then rolled with him to
continue their love making side by side.
At this point it was time for me to hop away. I wanted
to find a ladybug of my own to make me happy. The Blue
Fairy visited me later to explain that all four of them
were living together, happily ever after.
END
This fantasy sexual parody of a popular fairy tale was
written as a fictional creative erotic flight of
imagination. The author does not condone actual sexual
conduct with children. However, literary sexual fiction
is comparable to crime story gangsters killing of
opponents. Both add to exciting fiction, but both in
real life are immoral, dangerous, and wrong; those
adventures should remain fiction.
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Peter Pan
Pinocchio
Snow White Chronicles (Kristen Archives, Directory:
Just First Time Stories)
Wolf 1, Grandma(Kristen Archives, Directory: 52)
Wolf 2, Hansel & Gretel (Kristen Archives, Directory: 52)
Wolf 3, Jack (Kristen Archives, Directory: 52)
Wolf 4, Ten Little Indians (Kristen Archives, Directory: 52)
Wolf 5, Three Little Pigs (Kristen Archives, Directory: 52)
Wolf 6, Red Riding Hood (Kristen Archives, Directory: 52)
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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Kristen's collection - Directory 56