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 In a grand and lavish castle an evil but incredibly beautiful queen asked
her magic mirror one day, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest
one of all?"

   "Well that's kind of subjective isn't it?" the Mirror replied.  "I mean
tastes vary and personally I kind of like variety so I could never pick a
single fairest beauty."

   With disgust at her smart ass glass, Queen Elenora refined her question,
"Fine, fine, can you reflect popular opinion and answer the question?"

   "That's still not really reasonable.  No one in all the land sees all
the women in all the land so no one can really answer that and again,
opinions vary."

   Sigh.  "All right!  Mirror, is there any woman in my kingdom that may
surpass my beauty."

   "Well, you are quite a marvel.  Spectacular.  A very intelligent and
harsh sort of beauty but for any mature taste you're sexy as hell.  I mean,
that body of yours!  Great tits!  Everyone thinks so.  Oh and you really
should show off those perfect legs more."

   "Enough!" She was flattered at first but if she were capable of
blushing, those last remarks might have reddened her slightly.  If this
damned mirror weren't unique then she would have it shattered.

   The Mirror considered carefully, "Still, I've got to admit that Snow
White is also a marvelously sexy little thing.  Different sort of look.  I
mean you both have dark hair, fair skin and all, but she's a softer, more
innocent sort of beauty.  If I were a few years younger, and y'know, not a
mirror..."

   "Snow White?  Snow White!  She's just a child!"

   "Not at all.  She's nearly twenty.  Granted you've got a good sixteen
years on her.  Your age doesn't really show though.  Or maybe it does but
it's very suiting to your kind of elegant beauty as opposed to Snow White's
prettiness."

   The Queen sneered at the Mirror again, not certain if it was disguising
any insults.  She shouted, "Hunter!  I want my royal Hunter!"

   In moments the great burly hunter appeared.  "Yes, my Queen?  What do
you wish me to kill or capture today?"

   "The little maid, Snow White!  Cut out her heart and bring it to me!"

   The Mirror objected, "I can pretty well guarantee you that won't work.
This story won't allow any serious harm to befall any pretty lady."

   Though she wasn't entirely certain what that meant, she humored him. 
"All right then, what do you suggest?"

   "Banish her instead and you're pretty much guaranteed success if you
want her clothes as proof."

   "You're certain?" The Mirror glimmered a little shine like a nod and
Queen Elenora accepted that with a shrug.  "Okay then, find the little
brat, chase her out of the kingdom and bring me her clothes."

   Scratching his head, the Hunter agreed with a bit of reservation,
"Weirdest thing I've ever been asked to do."

   The Mirror scolded him, "Oh, don't complain.  You're not even an
important enough character to have a name!"

   Snow white was happily minding her own business, singing to forest
creatures and skipping stones when the Hunter cornered her.  She noticed
him and smiled and waved but when she saw the look on his face, she backed
away.  From his belt, he produced a knife and the poor little Princess ran
for her life.  Through the forest and across little streams she was chased
until she was thoroughly lost.  Then she was caught.  She screeched, but
the Hunter assured her, "Now, calm down.  I'm not gonna kill ya."

   "Y-you're not?"

   "Naw.  Just got to chase you away.  It was the Mirror's idea." Obviously
she had no idea what that meant.  He didn't want to explain.  He just
wanted his job over with.  "You got to stay away, understand?"

   What else could she say?  "O-okay."

   "And ya gotta give me that dress."

   "What?"

   At that moment the Hunter realized just how wonderfully attractive a
young girl he had here, and he smiled at the thought that he was going to
be paid to for this!  Snow White turned to run again but the Hunter, now
that he was tired of the chase, got ahold of her before she could escape.
"None of that now!  Hey, it could be worse!  You should have heard what the
Queen Elenora wanted to do first!"

   "The Queen?" Snow White asked as she continued to try to wriggle free.

   "Yeah.  Thinks ya might be purtier than her so she hadda get rid of ya.
Ya might be purtier too!  Let's make sure.  Since you won't give me the
dress, I'll just take it." RRRIIIIIPPP!!!The top of the dress was torn
open, baring a perfect set of well pronounced, smallish mounds with very
light pink, very small nipples on very fair skin.  The Hunter ogled her
breasts as she looked away and blushed (and what a blush on that snow white
skin!).  She had surrendered to this fate, so she held still as he slipped
the dress down her body.  She stepped out gingerly and was dressed now only
in pretty panties, light blue stockings and ballerina shoes.  The Hunter
was grinning as he took in the inspiring sight.  "Y'know, she only said to
take the dress but I think I'll have these just for me." He snapped the
band of those panties as he said it, and Snow White's eyes shot open.

   "No!  Please!"

   Grinning happily, the Hunter grabbed the pretty young thing and started
sliding her underwear down.  Snow White tried her hardest to hold on to
them but she was doomed to fail, so instead she quickly put her hands over
her beaver to protect it from his eyes.  The Hunter pocketed the panties
and looked the pretty little Princess up and down before grabbing her
wrists.  He pulled her hands away to see the darkest, shiniest, softest,
most perfectly shaped bush he had ever seen.  He couldn't even comment.  He
could only take a long loving look and a quick feel before letting the
thoroughly embarrassed Princess go.  With a little smack to her pert and
pretty buns he sent her running into the woods as he meandered away,
whistling.

   Snow White ran into the woods, wondering how she would ever survive in
the wilderness without even any clothes.  As fortune would have it though,
she found shelter in the form of a quaint little cottage.  "Hello?" the
naked lovely asked as she entered, grateful not to get a reply.  "I guess
no one's home." Of course she walked right in like she owned the place. 
Fairy tale girls just have no sense of propriety.  Her first order of
business was to cover herself.  She found dressers filled with clothes but
all too small even for her.  Fortunately she was spectacularly talented at
all forms of housework including needle and thread.  She adapted a few
items into clothes that would fit her, though not nearly as much as the
princessly outfits of her recent past.  No, instead she was dressed in a
miniskirt that displayed her wondrous young legs.  Her top revealed a nice
bit of cleavage.  Though her breasts were somewhat small, in a tight top
they were pressed together wonderfully.  It also didn't extend low enough
to cover her wonderful waist either.  "Oh my this is revealing!  I guess
I'll have to get used to it."

   She looked around and noticed seven beds each with a name carved into
the footboard.  One by one she read them off.  "Clumsy.  Lucky.  Sneaky. 
Peepy.  Friendly.  Grabby.  and Pobbowby" (dont get out your dictionary,
I'll explain it later) "What odd names.  I hope they'll let me stay."
Carefully considering her situation, the Princess determined to be as
convincing as possible.  She had noticed how dirty the place was, so she
set about cleaning it.  By the time the dwarfs got home, Snow White was
fast asleep, stretched out across a few of their beds.  The dwarfs were
surprised to find this girl in their home.  They muttered about it and
wondered what they should do.  Their house was in better shape than it had
been in a long time though, and that was a very strong point in her favor.
Along with that, the dwarfs had already noticed that she had a resplendent
face and figure and having that around the house couldn't be a bad thing.

   "Should we wake her?," Lucky asked.

   "In a second," Peepy said, positioned where he could look up her skirt
and see her lovely pussy.  Grabby allowed himself a quick, gentle touch of
one sleeping booby and Pobbowby lifted the hem of her skirt at one side.

   Her hip was bared but right before he got a look at her beaver, Friendly
pushed him to one side.  "None of that!  Let's have her up so we can talk
to her!"

   While Friendly was concentrating on Pobbowby, Sneaky gave a quick kiss
right above the sleeping girl's neckline.  Clumsy was the one who tried to
rouse her.  "Wake up, miss!" He pushed her none to subtly and as she
rolled, he unintentionally timed his last push to send her slipping off the
beds.  "Oof!" The ungraceful drop was not something she was used to, so she
wasn't quite aware that her short skirt and her on-all-fours position was
giving Lucky a great view of a just little bit of exposed butt cheek.  He
was more than disappointed that he didn't quite get any rear view pussy
before she got to her feet.  "Oh my!  Is this your house?"

   "Stupid question of the year," Sneaky said.

   "Ignore him," Friendly said with a happy smile.  "Who are you miss?"

   "I'm Snow White." She told the story of how she was banished and how she
came to find their home.

   The dwarfs were more than happy to let her stay and Snow White was
delighted to have lucked into such an accomodation on the very day that
hope seemed lost.

   She cleaned for them and cooked, always happy to do so.  She made new
clothes for herself out of the dwarfs' extras and because of that, she was
always dressed fairly scantily.  She grew accustomed to it and the dwarfs
just loved it.  They made the home a nice place for her as well, fixing up
the kitchen and making her a bed and furniture.

   Many out of place things have shown up in these stories but if there was
one that was common place, it was indoor plumbing.  The dwarfs' bathtub
wasn't comfortable at all for Snow White though, so Friendly went to the
trouble of building an outdoor shower for her so that she would have her
own private area for bathing.  As you can imagine, Peepy Dwarf took
advantage of that.  Whenever he had the chance, he crept along the roof to
a nice vantage point for spying on the wet and naked princess.  Her lithe,
taut body was a wonder and it was his for the regular voyeuring!  Wet and
naked and wonderful and oblivious to the fact that it was easy to see her,
Snow White would take long, luxurious showers, unwittingly for the benefit
of Peepy's eyes.

   Of course Peepy wasn't the only dwarf to enjoy the Princess's charms. 
Sneaky's new hobby was devising pranks and schemes to get an eyeful of the
lovely girl.  He slipped a mouse behind her changing screen when she was
halfway undressed, causing the sweet girl to shriek and run, knocking over
the screen and charging through the house in nothing but stockings and
panties while the Dwarfs laughed and stared.  Once, he was able to get
ahold of the back of one of her looser skirts without her realizing it and
taping the hem to the top so that she spent nearly half a day walking
around with her beautiful, beautiful ass displayed in very narrow little
panties.  It wasn't until Grabby could no longer restrain himself and took
an intense squeeze of one perfect little butt cheek that Snow White
discovered her predicament.

   Along with Peepy, Sneaky and Grabby's deliberate perving, she also had
unfortunate incidents with Clumsy and Lucky.  Clumsy would of course often
find himself tripping over things.  If Snow White was near, he would often
accidentally slip her skirt to her ankles when he would reach out stop his
fall.  About every other day it would happen, she would be deskirted and
her panties would be displayed.  Or her thong clad, bare ass would be seen.
Or, on her more daring days, she might not wear anything under her skirts,
never seeming to learn that lesson, and her gorgeous black bush would be
exposed.  When he unintentionally removed her clothes, Clumsy always felt
so ashamed, but not as much as she did.

   Sometimes it was more than one dwarf acting in concert.  Like the time
that Sneaky managed to drop a broom stick at just the right moment to send
Clumsy flying forward.  On that day, Snow White wasn't wearing two items as
usual.  She had on a short dress, all one piece and as a result, Clumsy's
awkward grab slipped the entire thing down, stripping her to a cute little
pink thong all at once.  While she squeaked and covered her lovely tits,
Grabby took a good double handful of her perfect buns, sending her falling
forward almost as professionally as Clumsy had.  Another dwarf was in front
of her to break her fall though.  Lucky found himself smilingly under the
sexy, nearly naked princess and, since his hands had been trying to catch
her, her bare titties ended up in his palms.  After a moment of getting to
her feet, the pretty Princess ran from the room as the dwarfs all
celebrated.

   Lucky had a number of very fortunate incidents involving the Princess.
He was the dwarf that returned home early one day while she was naked in
the living room.  She was reading and minding her own business and not
expecting the dwarfs for another couple hours.  Lucky got a good eye full
of her totally nude body for a few minutes before she noticed him, yelped,
complained that he was home early and covered up.

   Lucky was also the dwarf that one day noticed a loose thread on her
skirt.  He really thought he was doing her a favor when he pulled it.  "Let
me get that for you." But it quickly and improbably unraveled and her skirt
dropped to the floor.  The rest of the dwarfs got a look at her front in a
skimpy thong.  Lucky himself was behind her and was treated to the
unexpected view of her naked derriere.

   Of the seven dwarfs, the one that did no harm to her pride was Friendly.
He in fact was the one that often knocked the hell out of any other dwarf
that dared to prank or peep or touch her.  Along with that he was, though
small of stature, a rather attractive little fellow and Snow White had just
the beginning of a crush on him.  She had noticed that despite his protests
when her body was bared against her will that he had a very very hard time
looking away.  So it was for him and him alone that she would occasionally
indulge in just a little bit of exhibitionism.  He was treated to
`accidental' bend overs that put her panties or even bared buns on display
(and Lucky was often fortunate enough to be near enough to see).  She one
day didn't quite pull her shower curtain closed when he was nearby and it
took him a few minutes to remember that he shouldn't look.  She did, on a
few occasions, even blatantly flash her tits to him.  Friendly was, in
spite of himself, overjoyed at her attention though he was far too shy to
do anything more than blush and grin.

   But what about the last dwarf, the one with the funny name?  Pobbowby.
Snow White asked him just a few days after living with them what it meant.
She had by then already had a few embarrassing moments but she couldn't
figure out what his name meant.  He told her, "It's an abbreviation."

   "Acronym," Lucky corrected him.

   "Whatever.  The letter Y at the end is just there because all dwarfs'
names end the letter Y.  P.  O.  B.  B.  O.  W.  B.  Prone to obsessive,
blatant baring of women's bodies." As he finished that, he illustrated the
point by swiftly puling a strap of her top down which exposed an exquisite
young boob to the room.  As Snow White pulled it up, she turned in place
and that gave Pobbowby the chance to lift the back of her skirt so that
they got a nice peek at her sexy young ass.

   Pobbowby's little indulgences took place every few days at most,
sometimes with more than a week passing when his willpower was particularly
strong.  Of course the application of Friendly's fist to his nose every
time helped him out a great deal.  Still, at his expert hands, Snow White
had her tits flashed, her ass bared and every so often even her pretty
panties pulled down for a look at her spectacular bush.  Always there were
other dwarfs to see it, Lucky in particular.

   Though extremely embarrassing for her, the Princess took these
voyeurings and pranks as harmless fun.  Rather than becoming upset, or at
least rather than staying upset, she would get past it and return to her
impossibly sweet demeanor.  After all, apart from their interest in her
body, the dwarfs really were exceptionally devoted, supportive and caring.
In fact, when she wasn't the subject of unwilling exposure, she was
extraordinarily happy.

   Queen Elenora was happy with her life again.  Since Snow White was gone,
her mirror accordingly assured her that no other beauty could quite compete
with her.  There were other women worthy of that consideration of course,
just read the other fairy tales in this series and you know that.  The
Mirror though was capable of lying and he really didn't want every sexy
sweet heart in the kingdom chased off.  When I say he could lie though, I
mean he could fudge the truth, not out and out deal a whopper.  He had to
show things as they were when he was asked, so one day, when the Queen
asked to see Snow White, he had to comply.  Elenora raged.  "She's living
right over the border!  And she's happy!  How could you let that happen?"

   Her royal Hunter shrugged sheepishly and said, "I did what you said,
chased her away.  How was I supposed to know anyone lived right there?"

   Being a fellow villain, the Big Bad Wolf was also present, enjoying the
luxury of the castle.  "Relax, babe.  The Princess is living in the middle
of the woods.  No one sees her but those weird little hermits."

   The Queen would not be consoled.  "I'll do it myself this time!  I'll
disguise myself!  That's what I'll do, and I'll give her a poison apple."

   "Yeah, that's right where a healthy mind would go," the Wolf said.  Then
he offered some helpful advice though.  "Listen, you really wanna disguise
that body of yours?  You wouldn't be the fairest if no one can see you
right?  I'm good with disguises, so I'll do it for ya."

   The Mirror interjected, "But you can't kill a pretty a girl in these
stories.  You can't even hurt one outside of very superficial injuries."

   The Queen ignored him this time.  "I'll cook the apples.  You wait here
for me."

   "Sure thing," the Wolf said.  Once she was out of earshot, he told the
Mirror, "Don't worry.  I know the rules and I play by them.  That's why I
ain't been skinned yet even though I was supposed to be a few times by now.
As long as Queen curves is out of the room, how 'bout doin' me a favor? 
Mirror, mirror on the wall, can you show me any naked babes at all?"

   With a happy voice, the Mirror said, "Certainly!  Right now both
Rapunzel and Jacklyn of the beanstalk are taking showers."

   "Wow.  Seen Rapunzel already.  Show me the other."

   An image of sexy, slim, brunette, little titted, firm assed Jacklyn
appeared in the glass.  The Wolf and Hunter watched intently with broad
smiles as it gave a full body shot before giving a close up of her
wonderful buns.  "Damn," the Wolf said, "that Cheeplod guy is right.  She's
a hottie.  I'll have to get some pictures of her sometime." The image moved
from one body part to another, butt, legs, beaver, boobs, and that oh so
lovely face of hers as she soaped up and rinsed off repeatedly.  Then,
suddenly, the image vanished as the Mirror whispered, "Queen Elenora's
coming back!" The Wolf was surprised, "Wow, you really don't mess around. A
dozen poison apples."

   "Each one does something different.  You can never have enough."

   "I guess we all have our obsessions," the Wolf admitted as he studied
the labels attached to each.  He picked the one he wanted and slipped it
into his pocket when she wasn't looking.

   They set out to the edge of the kingdom and before long got to the
forest in which the seven dwarfs and Snow White lived.  The Wolf could see
the Queen's growing excitement.  She was surprised at how convincing a
kindly old woman the Wolf seemed once he was ready.  He took the poison
apple and knocked on the door.  Of course he found it easy to convince the
poor girl to take a bite and as Snow White swooned and fell, the Dwarfs
arrived home.

   "What have you done with our Princess?" they demanded.

   Even though they were little fellows, they were seven and armed with
pick axes and seriously pissed.  So the Wolf casually turned on his comrade
in arms.  "Not me, the broad that made the poison apple is over there."

   Seeing the Queen, the little lynch mob sprang into action and Elenora
had to haul ass away as she was pursued.  The Wolf was then left alone with
the sleeping Princess.  That's right, sleeping.  The Wolf knew the rules,
so he had switched the deadly apple for the sleepy one that he had stolen
earlier.  Snow White's shallow breaths seemed undisturbed as he quickly
opened her clothes.  He had as long as it would take for the dwarfs to
catch up to Elenora come back.

   "That's it, just sleep sound baby.  Nice tits." He took a couple
snapshots with his everpresent camera.  "Real nice.  Let's get this skirt
up.  Oooh, great legs." Click.  Click.  "Panties down now.  Damn.  That may
be the nicest bush I've ever seen." Click.  Click.  Touch.  "And let's get
a couple ass shots now.  Mm.  Very pert.  Very nice." Click.  Click.  Pat.
Squeeze.

   Not wanting to take any unnecessary chances, the Wolf quickly redressed
Snow White, though he kept her panties just let her wonder where they might
have gone.

   He had long enough to wait that he wondered if he hadn't ought to take a
few more photos.  The Wolf was no longer disguised when the dwarfs got
back. They had Elenora wrapped up in ropes, being led along among them. 
"You filthy little vermin!  You worthless peasants!  If you don't untie me
this instant!"

   The dwarfs saw the Wolf and Snow White still on the floor.  The Wolf
decided that he'd better talk first.  "Relax fellas, your princess ain't
dead.  Just asleep.  I switched the apples."

   "You did what?" the Queen demanded.

   The dwarfs were happy to hear that but they were unable to wake Snow
White.  "What do we do?" "She won't come out of it." "How long will it
last?" "Is there an antidote?"

   "I'll never tell!" Elenora raged.  "No matter what you do to me!"

   The Wolf had no answer.  He didn't make the potion after all.  It was
Clumsy Dwarf that saved the day though.  As four of the dwarfs made to
carry the slumbering beauty to a softer place, Clumsy of course was the one
who dropped her.  The bump made the bit of poison apple dislodge from Snow
White's throat and she was instantly revived.

   "Hooray!" "She's okay!" "Clumsy's our hero!" "I am?" "But what do we do
with the Queen?"

   Snow White sputtered and coughed a bit before she could speak.  "Do to
her what she did to me."

   "Poison her?" several Dwarfs said at once.

   The Wolf said, "Like I told the Queen earlier in the story, you can't do
something like that.  It simply won't work on an attractive woman in a CQ
story even if she is evil."

   Snow White shook her head, "That's not what I meant.  The first time she
got angry with me."

   The Wolf suddenly smiled his biggest wolf grin.  "Excellent!  Good idea!
But not here."

   "Whose side are you on?" Elenora demanded.

   "My camera's side!  It wants as many pictures as it can get!"

   So the Queen remained bound and eventually gagged when her shouts of
rage became too annoying.  They carried her back to the kingdom but away
from her own castle so that her guards wouldn't rescue her right away.  The
dwarfs had a bit of trouble doing it, but she was put on display on a
raised platform, tied to two posts, arms up and legs apart.  She still
didn't fully realize what she was in for.

   Sneaky Dwarf told her, "You don't have to worry about anyone thinking
about any other woman now.  After this, you'll be the only one on anyone's
mind for months!" He removed her gag so that they could hear her when the
fun started.  Several people were already stopping and staring at the odd
sight but no one lifted a finger to help the evil Queen.  She raged and
threatened, but that anger changed in an instant once Pobbowby put his
expert skill at work tearing at her clothes.

   "Wait!  STOP!  You can't do that!  Untie me this instant!  AAaaAAAaHH!"

   Her royal garb had been reduced to what amounted to a ragged makeshift
bikini.  Her phenomenal, curvaceous, va va voom figure was more exposed to
the public than ever before and the public loved it.  The Queen watched as
the throng slowly grew and a mass of smiling commoners gathered to watch.
"Someone help me!  Someone stop them!" But all that happened was that they
continued to watch and the murmur of the crowd was laced with the
occasional encouragement to the dwarfs.

   It was Snow White herself, performing the very first vindictive act of
her life, who removed the last of the Queen's clothing.  As she approached,
the evil Queen's eyes quietly begged for mercy but Snow White's normally
innocent features turned to a smug look of revenge.  With a few quick rips
the Queen was topless and she shrieked loud and piercingly as her nice,
voluptuous tits met her subjects' eyes.  Widely set apart, they were sloped
wonderfully, but with a full, firm undercurve.  "OOooOOH!!  No one look! 
Stop staring!  Oh no!  You wouldn't!!" But Snow White did.  She tore away
the last bit of the Queen's dress and then pulled down the glamorously
expensive panties underneath.  Queen Elenora couldn't even scream.  She
just hung her head in shame as her thick black, isosceles triangle of bush
was bared for everyone.

   Her subjects were cheering and applauding.  She looked up from moment to
moment and gave alternating looks of sheer rage and trembling
embarrassment. As he had promised, the Wolf started taking photos to
immortalize the moment of the humiliated ruler.  "Stop that!  You beast! 
I'll have you turned into a throw rug!" But the camera clicked away,
capturing her from every angle and in every conceivable frame.

   As the dwarfs and Snow White started away, the Queen begged, "Wait!  You
can't just leave me here like this!  Please!" The only response was
Friendly Dwarf blowing her a kiss so she turned back to her normal venom.
"I'll get even!  I swear I will!  This is only the beginning Snow White! 
OoOoOH!" After a good stretch of time she was discovered by her loyal
guards and released, but the burn of her embarrassment stayed with her in
the following days especially when she would catch a knowing glance from
one of her subjects.

   A little note just for fun: Snow White was not awakened by a kiss in the
oldest versions of the story.  Just as I've written here, Snow White was
dropped and the apple came loose, that's not something I made up.  Hope you
had fun.