PART 1

Once upon a time in a far far away land, there lived a girl with her father. Her mother died after she was born and her father became lonely since then. He longed to be in the arms of a woman and thus he went to find someone he could marry.

Every night, the girl could hear her step mother moan and pant in pleasure. She could hear her shout obscenities. One night, she took her father's Master's key. The moment the clock striked nine, she could hear his father.

"Oohh- mmm- nnnggg! I'm c*mming."

"Faster, darling. Faster! Ughh- ohh-aah."

She unlocked the door and opened it a little just to see a little of the banging. Her eyes almost jumped out of their sockets when she saw her father's lenth going in and out of her stepmother's sexual crevice. The faster her father plunged his hips between his woman's legs, the louder the woman's shouts are.

The girl couldn't take to look at the sight. It gives her another new feelings she have never felt before. There's tingling between her legs and she knew that time, she needed to go to somewhere else.

She looked at her face in the mirror, thinking about the scandalous scene she just saw. She read it in her books, she heard people talk about it and the more she thinks about it the more curious she gets.

The next day, while his father is checking on her to see if he needs to buy new things for her, she gently held her father's hand and led him inside her room.

"Can I ask something, father?"

"You are already asking, sweetie." He jests while he playfully pinched her daughter's chin. She smiled.

"Will you show me what love making looks like?"

Her father looked so stunned and almost forgot yow to breath. Hearing those words from a fifteen year old daughter is somehow horrendous but it his daughter deserves the education she needs.

(P.S.) During those time, 14 is the age a girl should be married. The age of consent is 13.

"Darling, I'm afraid we need someone other than me to teach you about that. It feels so wrong and so horribly sinful.

"Then who? I don't want someone else. I've seen that thing under your pants and the thing under that wench's skirt too-"

" You saw what?"

The girl forgot to keep her own secret and now her father knew she was peeping at them.

"When?"

"Last night."

"Oh, Stella. I've been trying to protect you ever since you've come of age. You just made me feel like a failure as a father."

"Just because I asked about it, father?"

" What will society think? What will everyone including your mother-"

" -stepmother."

" What will your stepmother think?"

" Why father? Are you going to tell the tale? No. As long as no one else knows, I'm a perfect good girl while you can be the perfect father everyone will know."

The girl inches closer to her father. She can feel the butterflies in her belly and her heart started to get excited. She cupped a feel of the promise she wants to have.

"You can have someone to teach me, father. I won't argue. I can only ask you if you're fine with it if I will "learn" it from someone?"

The girl aggressively tighten her clasp on the rod under the cotton fabric. She can feel it growning in her hands.

"Behave yourself, Stella."

"Your words are Noble but your body don't lie."

" Stella! I'm warning you!"

Stella let go of her father's torture. She took her leave but passed through the door.

"Father, I'd like an apple."

She disappeared in the corridors and he's father still stood there. Transfixed and still confused. He needs to marry her off as soon as possible. Or else-

He shook his head and went off for his journey.

Two days passed and her father didn't come back yet. She is climbing on a library chair to reach the book she want to read. She didn't see her stepmother walking near her.

"Child, you should always be aware of who's waiting under your skirt."

"Dear old stepmother, I don't mind at all. Since I can't get my father teach me about what you were doing every night."

" Lady, such vulgar words! Not fit for a child of a noble."

" Say, how does it feel to have your womanhood rammed furiously while your breasts sucked and nibbled at the same time? I can see you blushing. And how long does it take for father to reach his peak of ecstasy?"

The stepmother took a step backward, feeling humiliated by such unfiltered manners of a step daughter. Her foot tripped on a book and she fell on her back.

"Oh, don't be a prude. I know how you act when you're in bed, showered by my father's sweat and licked every inch of your skin. Come on, stepmother. Don't be shy."

With shame and pride stripped awa from her at that moment, the stepmother went to a henchman. Enraged and vengeful.

"I want you to bring her to me. Break her hymen and give me her bloodstained undergarments as proof of her defloration. I want you to break her mind and make her long for it more and more."

With question, the henchman went to search for the girl. Driven with both lust and loyalty. He has been watching her for a long time. Up in a tree while she changes her gown, it when she swims in a lake nearby. He saw her every nook and cranny. He saw her ***** in the lake, basked in the orange light in the dusk. The orange glow shines through her skin like glass.

Stella wandered in the woods, the leaves have fallen and the air is getting colder. She saw someone coming at her direction and without hesitation, she greeted the man. Eyeing him from head to toe.

The man grabbed her by the wrist and pinned her to a tree.

"Do you want to tie me up?"

The man did so too. He made her crouch on the ground before he tied his feet and her raised hands to the tree.

" I know you. I saw you watching me while I was changing my gown. So, you finally found your balls huh?"

He cut her clothes from the neckline down to the hem. He spread her knees apart, exposing her breasts and the mound of prepubescent hair vulnerable to any attack.

He ran his fingers fr her legs up to her neck and down again in between the two twin peaks. He grabbed both with his rough and calloused hands.

"Aaahh-" she moaned without a single sign of repulsion.

He kissed her soft neck while squeezing and pulling on her nipples. She felt it again. The tingle between her legs and the dampness she's so familiar with.

He stripped from his clothes like a child unwrapping his birthday gift. She looked at the where she's supposed to look and saw the might she expected to see. It pointed up, showing the lengthy glory it is capable of.

He held on to it, tracing her quivering folds with it's tip. Both slippery from the heat. The man is no novice, he know how to heat the iron and strike when it's hot. He poked it inside, feeling the timing and what spot to hit, he plunged it deep. She screamed. She never knew it will sting so much. He felt something broke and knew his successful entry is rewarded.

"Lady, would you mind me being rough? Like a lion ravaging the flesh of it's prey? Like a cheetah speeding for it's race?"

"oh, sir. Not at all." She replied between her breath.

He summoned all his strength and rammed at her wounded part with the speed he promised. Every thrusts he did as he promised. In and out, in and out. Their body making slapping sounds and her head spinning. She finds it hard to stay open. She brought her knees together pressing him against her body even more.

She can feel the intensity building up and she involuntarily clenched and squeezed his hard poker inside her. He too felt the same and redoubled his efforts.

He went in faster and deeper. He can feel the nectar flow out of her, he knew she already came first and didn't stop the come. The wetness and the tightness made him even more crazier and he pushed his throbbing wand inside her once more and he showered her with her first.

He sat down on the pile of clothes he discarded before his private party. The lady in front of him is currently coming down from her high. He looked down and happy to see himself still alive and kicking. He untied her and pinned her on the ground in all fours.

He positioned himself behind her. She voluntarily spread her legs wider for better access and for better support.

He poked her right away. Her wetness made it easier to get inside and her position is perfect. He held on to her hips to keep her steady. He rammed it hard again. This time, she reached between her legs and search for the nub she wants to rub. Her shouts became louder and she bumps her hips against his ****** to smeet his efforts.

He slapped her round cheeks and the spot turned red. The naughty pain sent only ticklish sensation in her womb. Soon, she begged to be slapped again. Even asked if he could destroy her ***.

"I'd better destroy everything. From, here" the man said cupping her butt cheeks,

"-to here". Her said cupping her used mound.

He picked up his pace and pushed and pulled harcera and deeper until he can hear his sac slapping against her open tight. As he neared his climax, he flipped her over on her side. He raised on leg up and rammed harder. His hardness rubbed the side of her uterus and is hitting the spot. He pulled slow and ram it inside with all his might. She slowly list her mind and gave in. Her mouth watered as she feel the robust ****** and the animalistic roughness of this stranger. He came and he came hard.

She fell unconscious. The henchman smiled, patting his self on his tired poker. He picked her undergarment and wiped her ****** blood and her nectar on to it to serve as proof and trophy of his successful invasion. He just raised his flag pole inside this lady's body. The pile is sticking straight and strong.

PART 2

She woke up and found herself looking at the starry sky. She looked for her clothes but she found none. She felt between her legs and stickiness and the smell of memories lingered in her finger. The is a woman now. Her father would be so angry to find it out.

She would dare go back to her home *****. She walked to distance to find something to wear and maybe go home after. She found a small house the smell of food and oil lamp tempted her to get inside. The door is open but no one is inside.

She found the stew and ate it. She went to the bedroom and saw seven beds. She took the curtain and wrap it around her ***** body. She sat on the he bed with a blue sheet and blue pillows. Not long after, she fell asleep. Little did she know, seven pairs of feet were heading into the house.

They saw her lying on the bed.

"I found it first, it's mine." Says grumpy.

"No, it slept on my bed. It's mine." Says happy.

"No, it ate my stew. It's mine."

They argued and started to pull her apart. One pulled her left leg, one the other.one her right arm, one the other. Some got on top of her.

"Ehem. We can share! Why don't we take turns? Seven days in a week, each day one of us can play with it."

"We all agree!" They clapped their hands and danced around.

"Oh dear, no one owns me!"

Stella stood up, the piece of cloth she has on fell on floor. The seven dwarves saw her glory. They haven't seen this kind of creature before.

"But if you insist, I can play with each one of you everyday. That is if you allow me to stay in here for as long as I want."

"We all agree." The dwarves agreed in unison.

"Today is Moonday and who will play with me?"

A dwarf with a short beard and a short sword in his hips came forward. He shyly said:

"Me."

"What do you want to play?" Stella said. Trying to pick the curtain she wraps herself with.

"Catching fireflies?"

The others jeered and hooted at him.

"Fireflies? Why don't you try to relieve that tent in your pants?" Grumpy said, throwing his in the air.

Stella grabbed his hands and they went outside. They walked for a short distance and found the swamp. Little yellow lights danced around the grass and above the trees.

"What's your name?"

"I'm Shy."

"I know you're shy, but I want to know your name."

"No, my name is Shy."

"Your thing down there couldn't live up to your name at all." Stella said, pointing at his pants.

She touched it a little and Shy closed his eyes. She pushed him on the ground and he fell on his butt. She wasted no chance and loosend the piece of material that covered his rather shameless poker.

The length is not like the henchman's but the girth is frightening to imagine. She wrapped her fingers around it doubted if it could fit inside without permanently impaling her.

She pumped her hands up and down and Shy went louder. His face contorted and his throbbing poker spewed little amounts of white goo on the back of her hand. To her surprise, it grew longer. Too big for a small man. He grabbed the piece of cloth that covered her and saw the lovely peak jiggling matching the speed of her hand. He reached for it and grabbed it hard. She stopped. Frustrated by the sudden halt, Shy pushed her to the ground. She instinctively opened her legs to invite him in. Shy parted the lips of her ***** and shoved it inside. At first, he glides in and out slowly. As soon as he made sure that his toy is having her share of ecstasy and bliss, he took the speed higher. He held on her hips and mercilessly rammed her hole with his poker. He can see her belly portrude as his hardness get inside deeper. She went ballistic and she spasmed, arching her back. She grabbed her breasts and gently massaged it.

"Ugh! Don't stop!" She gyrated her hips and opened her legs wider. She dug her heels on Shy's butt to drive him in deeper.

She can feel him spasming too. His muscle tensed as is breathing gets a little more brutal. He hump on her for another ten minutes and she shoots out a fountain of white goo. She.pushed her hips forward and he pulled out. He held his throbbing poker and aimed at her twin immature peaks. He released a long string of his share of bliss.

They repeated the game and once more and headed home. Stella washed her body with the magical water and the felt her lost hymen getting back. She inserted a finger in and found that it's as tight as before. She tried two and it won't fit perfectly. It hurts to push it further and she smiled, she got her virginity back. The water is a must have.

The next morning, it's Wise's turn. He told everyone to gather gold. They were alone in his library. He have her sit by the corner while he opens a book. He retrieved something inside the book.

"This my dear is a small magic wand. To activate the magic, you have to insert it between your legs." He lifts her skirt that Shy made for her. He pushed the small thing I side her cavernous slit. It buzzed and it warms up a little. It vibrates and Stella slightly winced to feel it getting stronger.

"Ohhh. Ugh." She moaned.

"Stella dear, get on your knees." This time he took a pair of clips and clipped it on each of her breasts.

"Mmmm. I read somewhere that pain and pleasure cannot be entirely separated. Never knew it's true."

In just a blink, Stella lost her clothes.

"It's not that I don't like it but I can't seem to keep my dress on."

Wise pulled the small wand out and lead her on the long table. He tied her arms and legs on the table frames. He parted the folds that hid her small hole. He licked and sucked like and explored her juicy folds. She wimpered and she flooded in wetness. He flicked his tongue in and she are he'd her back. He inserted his chubby fingers at pushed it in and out, nudging her most sensitive spot. She can feel the buildup. Just when she's about to come, he stopped.

His short figure towered in between her legs. He unveiled his supernatural might. Instead of a long, fat poker like Shy's, Wise's poker is like the octopus's it's long and wriggly. It can expand and stretch by will. It traced the entrance that it supposed to enter. After it found the target, it went inside stretching and breaking her opening. It wriggled inside her womb. It stretched itself into eleven inches long inside her. It poked at every corner of her womb.

"Make me come, please." Stella begged, thrusht her hips towards his.

"Then, prepare yourself." He said. He jumped on her fast. He stretched it a couple longer and bigger than his wrist. He pound deeper. He rubbed the protuding nub in her cunt a furiously.

"Uurrggghh!" The sound resonated on the walls. It didn't take long for her to squirt and he pulled out. He pushed his poker inside her mouth and poud on it in and out. He can feel the back of her throat and he shoot his load freely. She choked and swallowed.

The door opened and Grumpy came in.

"Sorry to interrupt. The witch is looking for her."

"The who?"

"She said she's your mother."

The lady came inside the small house. Stella went to see her but Wise is getting a little slow untying her. She looked for her dress and came down the stairs. What she saw surprised her.

"Hahahaha! I knew you'll find this these little guys. I often come here before your father married me. And boy, oh boy have I ever not missed the feeling of their fullness inside my womb."

Stella looked at her play her hands inside Frowny's pants.

"Have you tried them all at once? Oh, what do you call it again? Orgy?"

Her stepmother got on the table. Stripping her gown little by little. Exposing the dirty little slut inside of her. She licked her lips and suggestively spreads her legs. She brushed her fingers on her thigh, down the pinkish triangle and pushed a finger inside. She drove her finger in and out. She stopped and invited everyone to feast on her.

"You're welcome to join, Stella. I know what a nympho you are. Hahahaha"

She guided Frowny's strong rod inside. The wetnessade it so slippery that Frowny slipped and missed the hole.

"I prefer to study. I have drained all my energy poking this girl in here." Wise went to his library.

Frowny poked her front and Grumpy on her back she has one on each of her hands and some pumped their shafts in front of her and sprayed their juices on her legs and on her breasts.

They changed position. Grumpy is lying on his back and her stepmother sat on his thick round tube. Frowny 8s now poking at her backdoor and one took the liberty to have his whistle blown or rather sucked.

Shy grabbed Stella's hand. And who is she to refuse? It's a new experience! She postioned the same as her stepmother and Shy got below her. His thick long stick impaled her again. The size gave her the gasping reflex again. Happy parted her bum and probed on her backdoor. She screamed and she couldn't wait to have those rods inside her move in and out of her. She opened her mouth and someone poked his already wet poker inside her mouth. She can taste the salty taste of her stepmother, the smell of her wet groove. It's like she is no longer human but a mere pile of nerve exploding with desire and lust. She wants it all. All their sticky goo inside of her. She wants it now and she moved her hips. Happy almost couldn't keep up on her speed. He has to hold tight on her hips or else he'll fly to the end of a corner.

She can feel she is coming sooner she doubled her pace and Happy responded on her effort and she can feel the force going up her ovaries. She moaned and her muscles tensed and she started to spasm. Shy shouted and thrusted his hips in her and came. His throbbing poker shied and shrank in size. Happy took the opportunity and came inside her ***** as well. Her mouth received promised reward after working it's miracle on her penetrator's massive manhood. He shot his load two times after his shaft went limp.

They all dressed after their fun and her stepmother gave her an apple.

"Eat this, you will reach your utmost desire and fill your curiosity."

Stella took a bit and fell on the floor.

SNOW WHITE

PART 3

Stella drifts in the midst of wake and dream. A myriad of color in a kaleidoscopic dance. She saw flowing images she didn't imagine before. Perhaps she twisted her mind so much that she couldn't recognize the change in her. Did she really change?or is she already like this just that she didn't didn't know.

She reached for an image and her surroundings warped. She stood by their public bath lit only by half a moon. She stood there, transfixed at the exhibition in front of her eyes. She saw herself, bathing ***** with two muscular men in their chainmail. One wore a sash on his body and knew that this person is a prince. The other man is older but with his physique, age didn't come at him that rough. Their well toned body and glistening skin made her mouth dry. Her twin peaks nibbled and kissed by her men. She saw a hand running down her navel and perched on the triangle where her legs meet. They kissed her and she knew they adored her from head to toe.

The vission collapsed and she saw another version of herself, a little older. Skin as white as snow and herlips tainted with red. Her ebony black hair cut short. There is a feast. Kings from far away land came to gather in one table to eat and drink. She sat at the end.of the table with her ruling presence. She saw, the king's wore her name. They were her husbands. The room changed and it became a giant bedroom almost the size of an arena. She laid there, sleeping tired. All the king's she saw at the dinner table were sleeping. Their bodies exposed and creamy substance glistening at the tip of their pokers. The woman she saw run her dreaming fingers in her belly and she saw how it looked so full. Between her legs, runs the accumulated *** of the kings.

The vission collapsed again. And she found herself in the forest, barefoot. She saw a woman lying on a pile of flowers. The seven dwarves taking turns on her. The woman's face contorted as endless flood of cream gushed down her passage. Their enormous member filling her womb. She already tried it and it's heaven but she wants more. Something she hasn't done yet.

Another vission filled her eyes. This time, it's nothing there. Just dancing euphoria.

The dwarves, seeing her sprawled on the floor hauled her to their bedroom.

"What have you done?" Grumpy stood in front of the witch.

" Why so grumpy? Didn't I let you have me through my backdoor?"

Grumpy gave her a hard stare.

" Only a man that can satisfy her wake her up. No matter who he is, as long as he can exacerbate her thirst for coitous. Only a man that could make her loose herself to him can break the curse. I'm doing her a great favor you see. So, go ahead and try if one of you can break the spell." The evil stepmother ushered herself out of the door.

"Bet you I can wake her up." Said Shy.

"Shameless! How could you make a claim?" Asked Scaredy.

"As you can remember, I poked her twice. And not once did she not come."

"Twice? I poked her three times already. Once during you turn, while she took a bath and twice this morning before Wise brought her to the library." Said Liar.

"Proof!" Demanded Snorty.

Liar showed them three soiled bed sheets.

"Sniff them for yourself."

"Let's bring her out to the woods for fresh air."

They made a bed out of white flowers. They smelled sweet. They washed and body and anointed her skin with fragrant oils. They took their bathes after. They washed every inch of their skin to prepare themselves for their rights.

The first poked her missionary style. He waited for a while and when she didn't open her eyes, another took his turn. He had her like a dog. Still, she didn't open eyes. The next one gave her ******** before he rammed his pokers inside her. The next one poked her right away, didn't really think it's him but chose to try and poke her for fun. The next one had her on her side. He rode her fast and furious. All seven of them finished their turns and still she didn't wake up.

"Let's do it together! Perhaps the more who tries to break the spell, the more effective it is!"

They all feast on her at once filling all her possible hole to be poked on. Even the valley between he twin peaks has no escape. Some who can't be accommodated has to wait for their turn and has to settle in poking her thighs or anywhere else unoccupied.

They gave up to find out they couldn't wake her up. They washed her body again with magic water to restore her well being and clean her again. The washed themselves and decided to look after her and wait for the person to wake her up.

Two days later, a prince found Stella. Scared at first to see a beautiful maiden innocently lying on a bed of flowers. She found his courage and upon nudging and trying to wake her up, he found.out that the lady is unconscious. Seeing this as his chance, he gazed at her body. The dwarves dressed her in see through garments. The prince saw her unshaved mound. Her fair skin blended with the flowers.

He kissed her lips. Trailed his hands down and cupped her triangle. He pushed two fingers in without removing his kiss. He rubbed the inside wall motioning it towards him. His thumb flicked on her nub. He can feel heat inside and he moved faster. After a jolly five minutes, she squirted. She saw trails of life coming to her.

He wasted no time and rode her astride. He spreads her legs wide and placed himself between. He had her knees legs rest on his shoulders. As he humped, her breasts jiggled too. He slid in and out nudging her sensitive sides. Before he could finish, he stopped to change his pose. He flipped her on her back and poked her cunt by the back. It went in deeper. Little did he know, the dwarves were watching fr behind the trees.

This time, it hurts to stop but he did. He raised her hips and placed it on his lap. He went in deeper and the more he thrusted, the more he can feel the sching in his balls.

Finally, he place her back on the bed and have her spread eagled. Her rammed at her and unleashed his pent up coming inside her womb. It filled her entirely.

"Uuuggh!" She screamed while she came.

The prince woke her up. As the witch had said, she woke up because of the man that could satisfy her desire.

"Come to my palace and marry me. I will give you a crown and an army to rule. Al the king's will cower beneath your feet."

Stella looked at her savior. She saw him. The main in the baths and in the dining table. It seems, the missions she saw is starting to come true.

-The End-