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 Deep in the forest lived three bachelor bears, Buford, Baffort and Bendham.
Like the Big Bad Wolf in the previous story, they were more human than
animal, but they did have animal noses, bear ears and a good amount of
extra hair.  Their house was more than nice.  It was more than well
furnished.  It had every luxury.  So Goldilocks decided to pay a visit
while the bears were away on vacation.  She ate their porridge, but it
didn't end there.  She watched their huge TV.  She used their showers and
bathtubs and hot tub and pool.  She slept in their beds.  For a few days
she enjoyed the place, deliberately making a mess everywhere she went.  It
went on like this until the bears returned.  Early.

   Goldilocks was snoozing the morning away in silk pajamas.  When the
bears found their house so ill used, they crept through soundlessly.  They
checked the bedrooms and found her there, sleeping in Bendham's bed,
snoring.  Despite the snoring, she was beautiful.  She had a nice, slender
body.  Slender but not so slender that she wasn't curvy.  Her hair was
unique.  It wasn't just blonde, it was golden, literally golden, a color
you wouldn't see outside fairy tales.

   The bears looked at her and then looked at each other.  They quietly
discussed how they should deal with this, then the three of them roared
loudly, waking her into a state of terror when she saw that she was
surrounded.  "Oh my goodness!  You weren't supposed to be back til
tuesday!"

   "Who are you?"

   "G-Goldilocks.  I'm, uh, uh..."

   Bendham told her, "You're, uh, uh, gonna clean up our place."

   "Uhm, okay.  Is that it?" she asked, hopefully.

   "Get up," Buford said, dragging her out of bed.

   "Wait a second," Baffort said, angrily.  "Those are my pajamas!" They
were his, but now they fit her quite well.  "You little thief!  You shrunk
my silk PJs!  I love those!"

   "Don't worry about it," Bendham said, struck with an idea.  "You're
gonna have to give him those back."

   "O-okay.  I'll get my clothes.  They're in the--"

   "Nope!" he said.  "You won't!  Get the PJs off.  Now!"

   "What?"

   "Get 'em off," Baffort said, taking his brother's lead, "or we'll take
'em off you!"

   Goldilocks's heart raced.  She had to get out so she tried to rush in
between Baffort and Bendham toward the door.  She almost made it, but they
grabbed her and dragged her back to the center of the room.  They closed it
so that she couldn't make another escape attempt.  "No," she whispered. 
But it happened.  Bendham held one of her arms as Baffort tore the pajama
top open exposing a wonderful set of very round tits with pink nipples
that, apart from being slightly upturned, pointed straight ahead.  Her
boobs were only a bit above medium sized, but on her slim frame they looked
big.  She shrieked as they pulled her arms away from her chest, ogling her
body.

   "Ya made a mistake breaking into this house," Baffort said as he tore
the top from her completely.  Buford grabbed the bottoms and ripped them
down and off, stripping her to her panties, pretty yellow panties with a
golden rose embroidered on the top of the front.

   The bears admired their catch as she panted and every few seconds
screamed in shock and embarrassment.  Buford suggested, "I think this
naughty little girl needs to be spanked."

   "What?  NO!"

   But Buford put her over his lap, smiling at the lovely slender curve
that was amplified by her bending over.  He swatted her playfully several
times on each cheek as she sputtered and shouted in rage.

   "You want a turn Bendham?"

   "Oh yeah."

   She half pleaded and half demanded, "Stop!  Stop it!"

   But Bendham gave her a swat on each little cheek.  Then he gave her
another swat to the right that ended in a little fondle.  "AA!" and a swat
and fondle to the left.  "AAAH!" Bendham suggested, "Baffort lost his PJs
so he needs a good turn."

   "OooOOh NooOOO!"

   Baffort bent her over his lap and then tugged her panties up to reveal
her right cheek which he swatted, then carressed, then swatted and fondled
then swatted and grabbed.  He bared the left cheek and did the same, swat
and caress, swat and fondle, swat and grab.  Then he just rubbed his hand
all over her ass, squeezing every so often.  He let her up as she wiped
away a tear, adjusted her panties and covered her breasts.  Baffort told
her, "Clean up this room.  And do it good."

   Goldilocks had no choice, she started meekly to pick up as they watched
her bared body.  After a few moments, Buford corrected her, "No, no!  When
you pick something up, don't squat down, you have to bend over.  Keep your
legs as straight as possible, but you can put 'em apart."

   Goldilocks was appalled, but she didn't argue.  Every time she had to
pick something up she had to bend over while they watched and commented. 
This room went by quickly, but the rest of the house needed cleaning too.
She had to clean Buford's room as they stared at her tits and watched her
pantied ass bend over.  They started a new entertainment there.  Next to
anything she would have to pick up, a bear would be standing.  The first
was Bendham.  As she bent over, he put a hand on her back to keep her there
and took a grab of each butt cheek.  Buford was next.  He forced her to
stay down and gave a swat to one side of her ass and a fondle to the other.
Baffort squeezed just one side, but a few times before he let her up. 
Bendham got a second turn, grabbing each side, but then the room was done.

   In Bendham's room was more stuff.  He had all kinds of nick nacks on his
shelves that she had cleared off.  He took a grab of each butt cheek again
as she whimpered slightly.  Buford had the chance to pinch each side of her
butt.  Baffort swatted and then caressed her.  By now, they didn't even
have to hold her down.  She didn't resist.  The next time she bent over,
Buford was able to take a gleeful double grab of her little ass.  Bendham
patted her gently with next bend over.  She had most of the stuff in her
hands now but halfway across the room, Baffort pulled her arms apart to
make her drop it all.  "Ooops!  Sorry!  But you'll have to pick it all back
up." She gathered it together as he fondled her lightly for a moment.  Then
he wedgied her, exposing both butt cheeks as she squealed and dropped it
all again.  Buford stopped her adjusting them back, "Don't take time for
that!  Get back to cleaning!" She bent back over and Buford grabbed one
cheek, then the other.  It went like that.  Nine more times she had to bend
over, butt cheeks now partially exposed, as they kept on taking turns
patting, spanking, grabbing, squeezing and pinching her pretty little
posterior.

   Room after room she had to clean, picking up and washing every surface
as they stared and took their ass grabs.  Once it was finally over, the
bears' house was cleaner than it had been in years.  "C-can I go now?" She
trembled, covering her breasts.

   "Not quite," Baffort said.  He grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms
apart to stare at her pretty tits.  The bears smiled and stared for a few
moments until Baffort decided, "I wonder if her hair below is as golden as
the hair on her head."

   She squirmed and squealed.  They were all breathing heavily in
anticipation of seeing the rest of her.  They didn't get the satisfaction
though.  The woodsman came crashing through the front door brandishing his
axe.  "Unhand her!"

   With some disgust, Baffort informed him, "You're in the wrong story
dickwad.  You're supposed to be in Little Red Riding Hood."

   "I know, but I got there late.  I'm just picking up a little overtime.
Now unhand her!"

   "Fine," they grumbled.  Goldilocks covered again and ran out the door
rushing through the woods, clutching her chest and swearing to herself that
she would never break into another house again.