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 Jacklyn wasn't stupid.  She was just remarkably gullible.  Gullible in an
unrealistic, fairy tale sort of way.  That's why she listened to the sales
pitch that most other girls would have just ignored.  Magic beans?  That
would grant a load of golden treasure?  What a deal!  "What do you want for
them?" She wondered and hoped, because she had no money and she had told
him so.

   The scruffy looking traveling salesman was a bit confused.  "Isn't there
supposed to be a cow?"

   "Excuse me?!"

   "Oh!  I don't mean you!  Aren't you supposed to have a cow to trade for
the beans?  Isn't that the way the story goes?"

   Jacklyn was a bit confused now.  "What are you talking about?"

   "Never mind.  You don't have a cow do you?"

   "You think I have one in my pocket?"

   "Hah.  I guess not.  What do you have to trade?"

   With apparent disappointment, she admitted, "I don't have anything.  All
I have is what you can see."

   What he could see was definitely worth seeing.  Jacklyn was a sharply
pretty young woman, idealistically so.  Light brown, short hair under her
green cap.  Her loose clothing made a man wonder what was underneath.  She
had to be somewhat slender but it seemed that she was also rather athletic.
At least if her legs allowed any judgment.  Her pants were short so he
could see the wonderful, glamourous curves of her legs.  His eyes traveled
up those legs and he was struck with an idea.  He didn't really expect it
to work, but weren't fairy tale girls all superbly naive?  "Surely you have
more than I can see.  What, for example is under those pants?"

   "What?"

   "What are you wearing under them?  I'll trade you three of my magic
beans for your panties."

   "Really?" She sounded so happy about that the salesman knew he had her.

   "Well, that and a look at what's underneath."

   "Uh..."

   "Come on now, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity." He carried on
with his sales pitch and after several minutes he had her won over.

   Jacklyn was nervous as she explained with a pretty little grin, "This
isn't something a lot of guys get to see.  I'm not this kind of girl." The
salesman knew that and that was a big part of what made this so much fun.
She took a few moments before she built up the nerve to drop her pants. 
Light green panties were underneath.  She hooked her thumbs into the
waistband and gave him a coy look and a giggle as she started peeling them
down.  She stopped and pulled them up as she struggled with her modesty.  A
second failed attempt at baring herself had her laughing a bit.  "I'm
sorry! This is so bad though!" With a quick movement, she had them down
around her thighs and she stood up to let him see her wonderful bit of
brown bush above some sweet, hairless little pussy lips.  She threw a hand
in front of her muff for a second and grimaced.  Then she let go again to
give him a good look as she covered her own eyes.  "AAAH!  Am I done?"

   "You've got to give them to me, remember?  And I want to see the back
side too."

   "OooOOH!" She turned around to let him gawk at her pert little butt
cheeks.  She was looking at him over her shoulder, still embarrassed but
smilingly so since her actions were voluntary.  He loved watching her bend
over as she slipped her panties off.  When she turned around again she had
one hand over her pussy and one hand filled with panties that she held out
to him.

   "A deal is a deal," he said as he held out a hand with the magic beans.
"Let's trade then," This was clever.  To get her beans she had to hold out
her other hand and give him another look at her pussy.  The deal was done,
so she quickly pulled her pants back on as he continued to stare.  "Good
luck with those," he said.

   Jacklyn was home in the evening and she found herself staring at her
three magic beans.  Had she really let a stranger see her bush and butt for
these?  She questioned her own intelligence, but she did plant them in her
back yard.  Why not?  It couldn't hurt could it?

   Of course all of you already know that the magic beans did in fact work.
In the morning, when Jacklyn checked out back, she was surprised to see a
very tall and remarkably sturdy looking beanstalk that grew so high that it
disappeared into some low overhead clouds.  It was fascinating and she felt
somewhat redeemed.  What would she do about it though?  She didn't really
have to think about it.  She followed the instinct that being a fairy tale
character instilled in her.  She started climbing.  Isn't that what you
would do?  No?  Well, go along with it anyway.

   It was easy to climb.  Magically so.  This was a good thing since,
halfway up she looked down and wished she hadn't.  May as well finish the
climb though, so eventually she made it to the clouds and found them solid
enough to stand on.  Solid enough in fact to support the weight of a castle
nearby.

   "I never knew this was here.  I wonder if this is where all those
oversized beer cans come from that show up in my yard." Feeling the desire
to set right the offense of her littered yard, she did the fairy tale thing
and went inside.  The doors were massive but there was a smaller, more
human sized door built into them.

   Inside the castle, everything was so big.  Every piece of furniture was
more than three times the size of normal furniture.  So a giant lived here.
If the magic bean salesman was right, there would be gold to be found.  She
crept in quietly.  Rather than bore you with the details of her exploration
of the castle, I'll jump right to the good part.  She did indeed find the
room with the gold.  More than gold, there were pearls and jewelry and
crowns and art and all kinds of fantastically expensive things.  The moving
of the treasure had been noticed by the keen hearing of the giant who lived
here though.  Even walking quietly, Jacklyn should have heard him coming
but she was too involved in trying on rings and necklaces to listen.

   When the door opened, she panicked and hid.  A thunderous voice boomed,
"Fee fi fo fitz!  Somewhere in here's a pair of really great tits!" Jacklyn
hid behind a large pile of treasure and listened to the footsteps while
hoping for a way out.  She stuffed rings and other small items into her
pockets, as many as she could.  This slowed her down, but she wasn't
leaving empty handed.  She really should have.  The giant moved through the
room, trying to find her.  She almost slunk out of the door when he spotted
her.  "There!  Come back here!"

   She ran, but of course the long legs of the giant had no trouble
outpacing her.  She screamed in terror as a great hand grabbed around her.
She tried to pull free but once he lifted her off the ground, she saw it
was hopeless.  He leered at her with a happy expression.  "What a pretty
little break in artist!  Fee Fi Fo Food!  Gonna get this little chick
nude!"

   "Don't you dare!  And what's with the lame ass rhymes?"

   No answer was given, but one of his great fingers tore open the front of
her shirt.  She screamed as he pinned her arms with one hand and opened her
top with the other, getting a good look at her sexy, taut boobies.  She
screamed so loud and shrill that the giant almost dropped her.  She wasn't
quite that lucky though.  Instead she was trapped and he was staring at her
exposed chest.  She looked down at her own breasts in shock and then let
out another good scream.  She looked up at him (a goofy smile on his face)
and screamed again.  She couldn't believe this was happening.  This was
even worse than baring herself for the bean salesman.  That at least she
had done of her own free will.

   The giant took the back of her collar between two of his huge fingers
and pulled her shirt off completely as he set her down.  She took off
running, topless.  Like before, the giant had an easy time catching up to
her.  "NO!," she screamed as she was lifted from the ground again.  He held
her effortlessly, enjoying her helpless expression as she covered her cute
little titties with her hands.

   "Fee Fi Fo Fime!  Time for another lame ass rhyme!"

   "Oh, stop that!"

   The giant chuckled, enjoying her irritation.  "Fee Fi Fo Fass!  I bet
you've got a sweet little ass!"

   "What?!" Her irritation turned to frantic struggling, but she couldn't
get away.  The giant turned her to get a look at her rear.  She was
clutching the waist of her pants as hard as she could, but of course this
was no problem for her oversized aggressor.  He tugged at them very gently,
making sure he could enjoy a little tug of war for a bit.  The very top of
her butt crack was visible as she pulled and strained and grunted in a sexy
way.  It was a losing battle though.  She wished she had put on another
pair of panties after she gave the last ones away but it was too late for
that now.  Her shorts were pulled out of her grip and they slid down her
legs to mid calf.  The giant admired her derriere as she tried to cover. 
She had both hands over it, fingers spread wide, palms facing away from
her. It was a great pose and it did very little to hide her assets.  Still,
the giant wanted a long, full view, so he pinned her arms in his grip and
got a good look at her completely bare butt.

   The giant casually put her down.  The cat and mouse game was a lot of
fun and it would make her that much more embarrassed every time he caught
up to her.  She pulled her shorts back up in a flash and took off again.

   She made it into the next room where she tried to hide behind a chair.
She held stock still trying to keep from making any sound.  She listened
for the giant and though she could hear those giant footsteps she couldn't
be sure where exactly in the room he was.  He never seemed to move to where
she would have a clear run for the door.

   The giant was also listening and he could, with his magically powered
hearing, pick up her panicked breathing.  He padded with a soft step that
should have been impossible for him.  His big, ugly head popped around the
corner of the chair, making Jacklyn shriek.  She ran around the chair, but
he got to her by reaching over it and grabbing her.  She was picked up
again as the giant leered at her.  He pried her arms away from her chest to
get another look at her little boobies as she screamed again.  He turned
her around and slipped her shorts down a second time to see her wonderful
athletic bum.  One more time he wanted to give chase, so he put her down
again.

   She ran along to the next room and the giant followed casually.  She was
faster than he gave her credit for so she was already hiding by the time he
got there.  He stood in the doorway, listening carefully.  She didn't make
a sound, hidden in a crack in the wall that had barely let her through. 
She could hear his footsteps as he looked around the furniture.  She kept
herself from panicking completely, but she couldn't see how she would be
able to get past him.  As he kept searching, her heart beat kept racing. 
Then she felt something touch her leg.  She looked down to see a pair of
mice.  They came up just a little past her knees and walked upright.  She
stared at them and held a finger up to her mouth hoping they would keep
quiet.  Her gesture brought a hand away from her chest and one of the mice
approved.  "Nice tits!"

   "AAH!" She couldn't help her surprise.  It was only now that she
noticed, in this darkness, that they weren't like real mice.  They were, as
other characters in this series have been, much more human than animal. 
More than human enough to enjoy the sight of her body.  She held her tits
tightly now as the mice stared happily.  She knew that the giant had heard
her but she didn't know what to do, so she stayed put.

   One of the little round eared fellows asked the other, "Y'know, it might
be strange for a mouse to say, but I love pussy.  Don't you?"

   "Mm-hm, let's have a look." Together the hooligan rodents started
pulling on Jacklyn's shorts.  She was forced to use both hands to grab on
and keep them up, baring her boobs to the little bastards.  Big as they
might have been for mice, they were still rather small and Jacklyn won the
tug of war for her pants.  It was evident that they weren't going to give
up though.  As they reached again, she rushed away and out of hiding.

   "There you are!," boomed the giant.  Jacklyn turned and stared at him
wide eyed.  Then she raced to the door, trying to make a wide circle around
him.  Needless to say, it was easy for him to reach down and put a hand in
her path.  She managed to leap over it nimbly and race on though.  "Hey! 
Get back here!"

   Jacklyn rushed through the next room, weaving around furniture to avoid
him.  She stayed just barely ahead of him all the way to the front door
where she was finally captured again.  "AaAH!  Let go!"

   "Fee fi fo fot.  You're a lot faster than I thought."

   "Stop that stupid rhyming!"

   With a broad grin, he kept up his trademark rhyme, though she would feel
panic rather than annoyance at this one.  "Fee fi fo fuff!  Time for a look
at your cute little muff!"

   "No!  NOOOOO!" But her shorts were pulled down her legs and off.  The
giant's grin widened to an impossible breadth as he stared at her little
brown bush.  Then, pinning her arms to her sides with the hand that held
her, he pushed her legs apart to look at the pretty, pretty, pretty lips in
between.  It would be best to describe them as pouting pussy lips and that
was appropriate given the pout on her face as the giant took a long,
lecherous look.  Finally, blushing so much she could feel the heat on her
face, she demanded, "Let me down now!"

   "Fee, fi, aw to hell with it.  I'm gonna put ya down, but in a cage,
so's ya can't run away."

   "What?!"

   "I'll let ya go eventually.  After a couple days, but until then, you're
gonna be like a pet.  A hamster, but a naked, sexy little hamster." He
strode to another room as she cursed and protested and struggled.  It was
no good of course.  This time he didn't even leave her cap or shoes on, she
was stripped all the way to nothing.  Then he put her in a cage that really
did resemble a hamster cage.  It even had a wheel.  He closed and locked
the door once she was in.  As she covered her nudity with her arms, he
said, as though suddenly remembering, "Oh, your clothes!" He ambled off and
shortly returned.  He had her outfit and for a moment, Jacklyn felt relief.
"Here you go," he said, as he put them on a block near the cage, just out
of reach.

   "HEY!  You jerk!" She tried to grab them even though it meant uncovering
for the Giant's amused stare.

   "And here's the key," he said, putting it right next to her clothes. 
"Have fun in there.  I'll see you again this afternoon.  Maybe I'll show
you off to some friends.  Remember, I'll let you out after a few days, but
only if you behave."

   So it was that Jacklyn was left alone, naked and caged.  She tried to
get the key to get out.  It was placed perfectly.  It was just barely
beyond her fingertips.  No matter how she reached, she couldn't get it. 
Her clothes were the same way.  She struggled and stretched and strained,
but to no avail.  She fumed as she paced and searched for weak points
through which to escape.

   Eventually, another intruder into the Giant's home appeared, climbing
over the edge of the table.  Jacklyn covered her nudity with her arms but
rather than being embarrassed she was relieved.  She had help!  "How did
you get up here?  The table's real high."

   He pulled himself over the edge, a fairly roguish looking, dark haired
fellow in fancy clothes.  "Who are you?," he said, carefully avoiding her
question, as the author had no plausible answer.

   "My name's Jacklyn.  The giant stuck me in here.  Can you give me the
key?  It's right there."

   "Where, exactly?"

   "Right there," she nodded.

   "Don't see it.  You'll have to point."

   This of course meant moving one of her hands, so she sighed, seeing that
he refused to allow her her dignity.  "Right there," she said with a little
irritation showing since his eyes didn't follow her pointing finger.  He
took in a good glimpse of her bared breasts and smiled.

   "So it is." He approached the cage, looking for all the world like a
charming prince, though it was evident that he was more the opposite of
that.

   "Are you even supposed to be in this story?" she wondered aloud.

   "Not at all.  I didn't think you'd complain though.  I suppose you'd
like me to hand you that key?"

   "Of course!"

   "Well, I will, but it's not every day that a man finds himself in a
situation like this."

   She groaned angrily.  "What do you want?"

   "Just a touch.  A good feel, I mean, of those precious titties."

   "Great.  I get a mysterious rescuer and vice is his middle name."

   "No, Vice is my last name."

   "You last name is Vice?  What's your first name?"

   "Cheeplod.  Middle initial D."

   "What kind of name is Cheeplod?  Wait a minute.  Cheeplod D.  Vice? 
Cheap plot device?  Oh, that's clever," she sneered.

   "Are we going to keep going on about my name or are you going to give me
a grab?"

   "Fine," she snarled as she uncovered her beautiful little boobs.  They
weren't tiny, just little.  More than handfuls, Cheeplod found once he had
them in his grasp.  Jacklyn tried to hold still without grimacing though it
wasn't entirely possible as this snarky stranger felt her up.  It wasn't
even a gentle fondling, he really kneaded and moulded her.  After half a
minute or so she couldn't take it anymore.  "All right!  Enough!  Get me
out of this cage!  Before the giant comes back."

   "Oh, yes.  Of course." He handed her the key.  This meant using one hand
to unlock and open the cage, baring her breasts to Cheeplod as she did it.
He didn't even bother to be subtle about it.  He stared openly with a happy
grin.  His eyes didn't leave her body at all as she got dressed.  "Nice
ass."

   "Get stuffed."

   "Hm.  Well, lovely young lady, I don't supposed you'd know the way to
the giant's treasure room would you?"

   She was now grateful that he hadn't touched her clothing.  The weight
would surely have given away the fact that she already had a few heavy
pocketfuls of the rich stuff.  "I'll tell you once we're down." The table
top was about sixteen feet off the ground, but by dangling at arm's length,
that reduced the drop to one that was manageable if not comfortable or even
entirely painless.  The pair of uneasy allies made their way to the door of
the room, listening closely for giant footsteps.  Once there, Jacklyn
directed him, "Down that hall, turn right, three doors on the left and
you're there." She had lied of course.  She had no reason to help him
considering his earlier coercion.  "I'm getting out of here" she said, as
they parted ways.

   She treaded lightly, having by now realized that the Giant's hearing was
remarkable.  This let her hear what was going on the way she sent Cheeplod.
The Giant's booming voice sounded one of his ridiculous rhymes.  "Fee Fi Fo
Ferk!  Who the hell are you, you little jerk!" The scuffling of Cheeplod's
feet as he ran were immediately followed by the Giant's loud stomps.

   She started running, whispering to herself, "Oh no, don't let them come
this way!" Of course they did.  As Cheeplod rounded the corner, she was
spotted by the Giant.

   He didn't even bother rhyming this time.  "Hey!  How'd you get out!  Get
back here!" He picked up speed and so did Jacklyn, running frantically now
toward the door to the outside.  She could make it out, but could she get
to the beanstalk?

   In order to quench any idle curiosity, I'll let you know that Cheeplod
didn't make it far.  He was stomped flat by the Giant's running foot. 
Don't worry though.  Much like a cartoon character, he'll bounce back
sometime after no one can see him.  If I ever have need of a senselessly
simple and exploitive story solution, he will return.

   Jacklyn did make it to the little door built into the enormous ones. 
Even out there, she could still hear the Giant's footsteps from inside. 
She rushed down the path in the clouds to the top of the beanstalk.  The
Giant kept gaining, but he couldn't reach her before she was climbing down.
His great arm swept downwards, just barely missing her as she descended. 
He thought real hard about what he was about to do.  He really didn't want
her to get away, but he wasn't certain the beanstalk would hold him.  It
looked strong, but it was so high.  After a bit of uncertainty, he started
climbing down.

   At the base of the beanstalk, a large group of Jacklyn's neighbors from
both near and far were gathered, wondering things like, "What is this
thing?" "Where did it come from?" "What do you suppose this will do to
property values?"

   Climbing down the beanstalk was easier for Jacklyn than the giant, so
she started outpacing him slightly.  By the time she got to the ground, she
had plenty of time to fetch an axe for some chopping.  This is another
point where our story will diverge from tradition though.  The first strike
of that axe barely scratched the beanstalk.  Being strong enough to hold
it's own weight, along with climbers, it was made of stern enough stuff
that it withstood her chopping.  She became frenzied, trying in vain to
topple the giant, but it was inevitable for him to reach the ground before
she could make any real progress.  Her neighbors were all enthralled at the
strange spectacle of Jacklyn chopping away and the giant climbing down.

   Once he caught her again (and you didn't doubt that he would did you?)
the Giant realized that he couldn't carry her back up.  The climb down had
been hard enough with both hands.  He was still more than a little angry at
the intrusion into his home, and wanted to see her punished for it.  The
obvious thing was to duplicate his earlier fun, this time with an audience.

   Jacklyn struggled in his grip but couldn't escape.  The Giant laughed,
"Fee Fi Fo Foze, Time again to rip off your clothes!"

   "NO!  NOOOO!  There's so many people here!" Her neighbors were gathering
around into a small crowd.

   One of them shouted, "We can't allow that!"

   The Giant calmly explained, "She broke into my house and tried to steal
my gold."

   "Oh.  Well, that's different then.  Carry on." Now that the situation
was settled this way, Jacklyn's neighbors, along with a good amount of
strangers, gathered in a crowd to watch.  Jacklyn shrieked in rage as she
struggled futilely.  The Giant held her with one hand while slipping her
torn top off of her.  The crowd was a bit disappointed that this happened
with Jacklyn's back turned toward them.  Her shorts followed, being tugged
down and off her.  "Nice ass!," a few men shouted.  She was set down, but
the Giant's massive hands were on either side of her.  He nudged her to
make her turn toward the throng of onlookers.  With one arm across her
chest and her cap clutched over her pussy, she stared wide eyed at the
happy audience.  Then she let out a shrill sound of pure panic.  So many
greedy eyes wandering over her.  There were smiles, cheers, some applause,
a few whistles, lots of laughter and various commentary.  "What a body!"
"I've wanted to see this for so long!" "Show us what you've got Jacklyn!"

   She knew she couldn't escape the Giant, so she stood there, bare naked,
protected only by her arms, blushing deeply.  Every few seconds, she would
let out another panic scream as surges of embarrassment thrilled through
her.  The Giant chuckled and then boomed, "Fee Fi Fo Feal!  Just listen to
that naked girl squeal!"

   "Stop that stupid fucking rhyming!" she fumed.

   The crowd responded to that by shouting in unison, "Fee fi fo fing! 
Don't let her cover!  Let us see everything!"

   "What!  NO!  NOOOO!" She panicked and tried to get away, but the Giant
had her in his grip too fast.  Then he pulled her arms away from her body
to make sure everyone got a good look at her.  Her eyes got even wider and
her scream even louder and more piercing as she was held in place, exposed
full frontal for so many happy eyes.  This was worse by far than any other
embarrassment of this adventure.  This wasn't one person enjoying the sight
of her unwillingly exposed body.  There were so many and to make it worse,
she knew several of them and would have to see them day after day. 
Everyone had their turn staring at her as the group moved and shifted
almost with politeness to each other.  Jacklyn tried to calm down, but she
couldn't, not with everyone enjoying the show and commenting.  "Man she's
got some nice tits!" "I didn't think they'd be that sweet!" "And look at
her pussy!" The crowd seemed to enjoy her occasional, involuntary scream of
panicked embarrassment.

   After everyone had gotten a real good look, she was let go.  She grabbed
her clothes and rushed inside her house.  That at least had gone right. 
The Giant had somehow not realized that her pockets were still full of his
treasure.  It wouldn't make her rich, but she wouldn't be worrying about
money for a good while.  Still, if she had known what it would cost her,
she never would have traded for the magic beans in the first place.  Even
out of sight of the crowd, she still felt naked.