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Author: Kingdom
Title: Snow White: Revenge of the Dwarves
Part: 2 of 2
Summary: The 7 dwarves take turns to play with their new toy -
Snow White.
Keywords: nc, mmmmmmmf, furry



Wednesday - Sneezy

Sneezy and Sleepy made a terrible twosome and were very close. 
Sleazy Sneezy, as he was sometimes called behind his back was a
photographer specialising in the female form and anything else
that would sell.

Not many people knew how Sleepy got his name.  The real story was
that he loved the night life and the girlie bars.  And as the
nearest bars were quite a way from their forest home by the time
he had seen a show and travelled home it was nearly dawn in the
forest and so he was always upstairs still in bed.

Sleepy and Sneezy looked out hungrily at the world outside the
forest and both knew quite clearly that what stood in their way
was a lack of money.  Even though all the dwarves worked hard
every day in the mine the gems were not theirs to sell and it was
very much a low wage area in the forest.  

Sneezy craved serious professional video equipment.  Not just the
ordinary stuff for street beginners - the best - and then he
could make and sell great porn movies.  His head was full of
ideas but until he could get kitted up he was stuck with stills
and a studio that he was beginning to get bored with.

Sleepy too saw how some major cash would transform his life.  He
would roll up into town in a shiny new car, dressed smartly in
fine clothes instead of these old fusty tunics and wow the girls.
 He knew that when you have a big wallet and a big reputation all
doors are open.  And suddenly the pretty girls would be sitting
on his knee, fingers in his hair, telling him how cute he was and
how he reminded them of Danny Devito instead of making sharp
remarks about how short he was and whether he could reach. He
would show them.

So the two dwarves would often sit together in the evening and
kick around ideas for making a lot more money.  And when the
whole Snow White situation began to open up that was what came
first to mind.  How could they make some good money from this
bitch?  Of course they were near the head of the queue to claim
the free sex and would be quick to inflict some humiliation and
pain when the mood took them - but the main event was taking
their chance to make cash.

For the moment, working with what he had available for now,
Sneezy was thinking calendars and he was planning playing cards.
And why not combine the two.  If the photos were hot why not sell
them twice - once as a set of playing cards and then again the
pick of the bunch blown up as a calendar for the garage wall? 
Twice the cash.

And over the last two evenings and down at the mine on their
lunch break Sneezy and Sleepy had sat round working things
through.  And they had decided that the thing to do was to work
on the playing cards first.  That should generate the photos for
the calendar almost without having to do any extra work.  So here
is how it would go.

Each suit would be dedicated to one big male hunk, soon to be
famous.  The King card of their suit would be a full length shot
of the featured star showing off his assets.  The Queen card of
each suit would of course be Snow White nakedly on her own.  Jack
was a little difficult but they had decided that the best shot of
a deep fully joined fucking position would be selected for the
Jack.

The Ace would be a close up of the hunk's tool all on its own and
then the cards and the shots would work their way up from there
to arrive at the Ten.

How that went would vary for each suit depending on how the
action broke.  And maybe that would be the point.  Different
backgrounds and stories for each suit would make the 4 suits
stand out nicely in contrast from each other.

And the two money-spinning dwarves had also chuckled over who to
use as the 4 Aces as they now were called.  Black Bob was obvious
for the Ace of Spades - no argument there - and John the Woodman
looked good for the Ace of Clubs.  He had retreated to live in
the forest after things had become a little dangerous for him in
the human world so he was a little wild but rumoured to be keen
to split any feminine tails that came close by.

Buck the head of the local deer herd was pencilled in for the Ace
of Diamonds and Randy the big goat who was always sniffing at the
privates of any female who would let him was in for the Ace of
Hearts - but the only one of the four aces that the dwarves had
contacted yet was Black Bob and he was on his way to the studio
for that morning's work.

And so Sneezy's morning started with the trip to his studio.  The
studio was a little way from the dwarves house and it would be
the first time that Snow White had ever visited it.  Sneezy had
never been interested in take pictures of her while Snow White
was still running their life like Mary Poppins. And she would
have been shocked to see some of the pictures that hung there, so
it had been Sneezy's secret place.

More like Mary Poppouts now, sniggered Sneezy to himself and
promised to make a note of that one for one of his future
videos.

All Snow White knew was that Sneezy was taking her somewhere to
take photos of her and so she walked easily towards the studio
thinking that didn't sound too bad, clutching her pretty
strawberry pattern make-up bag which held her best hairbrush,
lipstick and a few other little bottles that she used every
morning to make herself beautiful.

Sneezy also carried a bag with a few bits of equipment and extras
that might come in handy today.  The other dwarves had helped.

Happy loved the internet and especially loved shopping for sex
toys and gadgets.  Of course these had been hidden away in the
past but he just couldn't help ordering in a little something
extra when he saw a toy that made him excited.  And he had lent
Sneezy a training collar and remote.  It looked very much like a
dog collar with spikes around two thirds of it and a place to put
the name of the dog.  But all along the inside of the collar were
silver nodes that shocked the wearer when the buttons were
pressed on the remote.  Anything from a mild shock to get
someone's attention right up to a full taiser knock out paralysis
for ten minutes.  And like any good dog collar it had a ring
built in that you could attach your lead to.  So, in Sneezy's bag
there was also a lead.

Doc had supplied the rest of the kit from his surgery.  

Once in his studio Snow White had been happy to sit at a little
table with a mirror and to prepare her make up to look very very
best.  She tried not to look around too hard at the rather
disturbing pictures on the studio walls.  Did people really take
pictures like that, doing some of those things? she wondered to
herself.

But she had brushed out her black hair into its usual flowing
bobs, re-adjusted the red ribbon and bow that she wore across the
top and was now concentrating on fixing her make up in the mirror
just so.  First her bright red best lipstick and then her lashes
and a little liner under the eyes.  It was still more than a
little disturbing to catch sight of her naked breasts with the
bright red points that Doc had given them swung out in front of
the ruins of her blue blouse.  But she couldn't do much about
that she supposed.  And in a way, as she adjusted her white
collar round the back of her pretty neck and checked that her
puffed sleeves were just so, she knew that they were her major
assets.  Sneezy would surely like to take a few pictures of her
babies and she liked to think that they would like good.

"OK, Babe, all done?  Right let's have you standing up over here
in the light so I can have a look at you."

There was a backdrop set up down one wall onto which different
coloured lights could be projected to vary the look of the
background.  In front of it was a cream coloured sofa.  Three
bright lights shone down creating a circle of light which a
couple of reflectors on stands positioned so that they could
bounce light as necessary.  And facing it all was Sneezy's large
camera on a tripod.  Connected to it was a remote release which
he would press to take tripod shots and a cable that ran to a
screen which would give him previews to check on how the shots
looked.

Snow White stood easily in the light waiting to be instructed on
how to pose.  She found that it was rather nice to be the centre
of attention like this.  Maybe she could do some modeling and
help Sneezy along a bit.  She was distracted by some inner
trickle that stirred in her left tit.  She paid attention
waiting, wondering if it could really be her milk beginning but
couldn't be sure.  Could Doc's hormone injections really have
begun to work so quickly?  And did that mean that she was
pregnant?

They certainly did seem to have grown over the last couple of
days and weighed quite a bit heavier as far as she could tell. 
But then it was creeping up bit by bit so how would she know for
sure.  Maybe Doc would let her take a test.

She was interrupted by Sneezy who walked over to her with the dog
collar in his hand.  "That's all looking good so you are going to
put this on for today's shoot."

And as his hands reached round to buckle the dog collar to Snow
White's neck she  resisted the temptation to reach up and stop
him because she knew that this was what modeling was all about -
letting the photographer guide you so that you would look as good
as possible.

Pleased with the result, Sneezy turned the collar so that a nice
row of silver spikes showed across the curve of her throat. 
Looking good.  And guided her to take up a position sitting down
on the sofa facing the camera.

"OK Babe.  Now we are going to start off with some face shots so
I want you looking happy and excited, yes?   Let's see what you
can do."

And Sneezy picked up the big camera from the tripod and closed in
for some head and chest work.  

"Smile now.  That's better.  Look,  it's your sweetheart coming
towards you for a big date and he's holding a bunch of your
favorite flowers.  And maybe there will be ice cream later."

These shots would be looseners but also stock photos so that, if
necessary, later on there could be some cutting and pasting on
the computer to make sure that Snow White's face was just as
needed in a completely different context.

And she was enjoying it.

"And now with your mouth a little bit open.  A bit more.  And
let's see you lick your lips slowly.  Once again.  And this time
leave the tip of that tongue right in the corner.  Good.  Very
good.

And now mouth open wide.  Like you are ready to eat a peach, a
lovely juicy peach.  There you go Babe.  And with your tongue
out. That's it.

Now with one finger in your mouth.  That's it, suck at it and
make a bit of a pout for me Babe.  Good, good.  And when you take
that finger out I want you to feel that 'O' and keep it for me. 
Good, good.  You're doing great.  And let that 'O' stretch out
bit by bit as it gets bigger, until you have the biggest 'O' that
you can make for me.  Slowly, not too fast.  Yes, that's the way
Babe.  We're going to make you a star."

With the stock figures complete Sneezy thought that it was time
to go for the Queen shot.  Black Bob would be here very soon but
he had enough time to look for some frames of the girl on her
own.

"So OK, now we are going a little more full length so I want you
to stand up and lose that skirt.  Take it off and throw it over
here so that it won't get into the shot. Come on. Hurry up as
need to keep moving here."

An although that felt definitely on the dirty side and made Snow
White feel uneasy, she still managed to be brave and did as
Sneezy had instructed.  

"Great, great.  Now sit back down on the sofa.  Facing me. 
That's right and legs a little wider so we get a little hint of
what you've got down there.  Good, Good.  Now we need a little
prop here to give the picture some definition."

And leaving the camera for the moment on its tripod Sneezy
stepped forward with the long leather dog lead and clipped it
onto the waiting girl's collar ring.  

"Right.  And we'll start with both your hands behind your head. 
That's it."  And as the obedient Snow White followed his guidance
so that her head and chest lifted a little higher Sneezy
positioned the long lead so that it ran down straight from the
centre of her spike collar, down between her breasts and straight
on down to her slightly ajar slit.  And Snow White squirmed just
a little as one finger pressed the lead in so that it was firmly
held on either side by her outer lips.  

Checking that everything was nicely arranged and in shot Sneezy
looked up from the camera and began to take two or three photos
with the cable release.

Satisfied he came forward to adjust for the next frame.  

"OK now keep that left hand up there behind your neck Babe and
bring just that right hand down.  Right."  Freeing up the lead
from her lower lips, this time Sneezy tried laying out the lead
so that it ran down from the collar and then followed the outline
of her right breast and ended up in her right hand by her waist.
Snow White still smiled her soft friendly smile, looking up at
him through her black lashes and it looked very promising. 
Something shifted in Sneezy's groin as he began to smell money.

"You're doing great Babe. Just great.  Now a hard one.  But you
can do it.  Can you feel that loop at the end of the leash in
your right hand.  Right?  OK you can bring your left hand down
now.  But I want you to lean forward and push as much of that
loop as you can into your cunt.  Go on.  Don't give me a hard
time on this, OK."

And  because the photo shoot seemed to be going so well Snow
White managed it.  She was a little wet down there but enough to
make the hard leather of the loop handle push into her channel
without too much difficulty.  And by wriggling a little she could
tell that most of it had indeed disappeared into her honey pot
even though it was difficult to see from above.

Sneezy was delighted as he knew that that had been the point
where some resistance could have come up.  But the shot was
there.

"OK.  Good girl.  Now one finger of your left hand just touching
the tip of your nipple there.  Great.  And with your right hand
let it dangle down until it meets the lead.  That's it and so you
can be stroking that bit of the lead.  Perfect.  Let's see your
prettiest face now."  And the camera clicked away.

Right, thought Sneezy, now for the shock moment.  Reaching to the
camera he switched from single shot mode to Sports mode where it
would take a burst of quick fire shots while the shutter was held
down.  Perfect for catching that fleeting emotion.

And at exactly the same moment that he pressed down on the cable
release for the first time he also pressed down on the remote
button in his pocket to trigger sudden sharp pain in Snow White's
collar.

And when played back on his monitor the run of pictures, split
seconds apart, clearly showed the amazing shock as it hit the
unexacting girl opening her mouth wide as she lurched forward at
the waist.  They looked very promising.  And Sneezy was pretty
sure that the Queen shot was covered one way or another.

"Hey, hey.  Old photographer's trick Babe.  It's not so bad.  But
just a warning too that I need your full cooperation here in our
little session.  And any time you feel like messing me around and
being unhelpful I am going to send you another little message. 
Comprehende?"  And Snow White looked as if she definitely had the
message.

Checking his watch Sneezy could see that Black Bob was due so it
was time to start on Doc's contributions to the shoot.

"Drinks break, Babe, so you can relax for a while. OK?"  And with
his back turned away from Snow White, Sneezy poured out two
drinks into one of which - her one of course - went a white
powder that easily dissolved.  Passing the adjusted drink to the
girl Sneezy lifted his own glass to her.

"Cheers. Drink up Babe.  This might be the last one for a while
as we are going to get even more busy in a moment."  And watched
as indeed Snow White happily downed it all.

Doc's drug began to spread quickly through her body doing its
work.  It was nothing more than a deep relaxant really. 
Something that would leave Snow White fully awake and feeling
everything but relaxed, open and unresisting too.

Her position on the sofa changed just a little as she slumped
back into the soft cushions as all tension and nervousness left
her.  And Sneezy took advantage as he moved forward with Doc's
second contribution - the usual jar of Erotic Rub cream.

"Legs a little bit wider now so I can get you ready.  Good girl."
 And sure enough Snow White stretched herself out a good deal
further without any questioning or resistance.  And Sneezy bent
to apply a good deal of the cream around her outer lips, over her
clit and right up into her to the full length of his fingers. 
The cream would settle in keep her blood running for the rest of
the session.

And why not? he thought as he finished by rubbing fresh dollops
of cream into both her nipples and around her breasts.  Let her
have some fun.

At which point the door to his studio opened and in paced Black
Bob.

Black Bob was probably the biggest dog that you could hope to
find.  With the strength of a long haired mastiff and the ranging
light run of a German Shepherd he was a sight to see.

In the world of the humans away from the forest he was sometimes
glimpsed and then their newspapers would report another sighting
of the Black Beast of Wherever.  Hunters would go out to shoot
him and sheep deaths would be blamed on him but Black Bob would
be long gone and safely back in the forest.  

Almost as tall as the back of the sofa his were the black eyes
that now stared with great interest at the nearly naked girl as
she in turn stared back in shock.  With a major lurch in her
stomach Snow White realised that things had just got a long way
out of hand.  But even as panic started to wake up inside her the
effect of the powerful drug immediately hushed her back down
again and she tried closing her eyes to make things go away.

"How's it going, Sleazy?  This must be the bitch that you were
telling me about."

In the magical Forest of course humans (and near humans like the
dwarves) and the animals could speak to each other.  The words
were a little quieter in your ear but you knew what was being
said alright.

"Right on, Blackie Boy. Hard work I know but someone's got to do
it - and I will owe you a big one" smiled Sneezy.

"And don't forget, if I like the bitch, to put me down as first
in line for the video when we do this all over again.  And maybe
the odd night-time outing together near my kennel."  And as the
great dog smiled he panted and his red tongue lolled out and hung
down wetly.  When Snow White risked another quick peek all that
she could focus on was sharp white teeth and how amazingly long
that tongue seemed to be. So she she shut her eyes again.

"OK Babe.  Now you're up for some special requests.  No big deal
so let's just push on again shall we?  Arms up and out along the
top of the sofa like a good girl."

And Snow White did as she was told, even if was a touch sluggish
and took a moment.  Sneezy came forward with Doc's last
contribution.  A small jar of Bitch on Heat liquid with a brush
built handily into the lid.  Sneezy had been fairly confident
that Black Bob would quickly take to Snow White and her charms
but Doc counselled that he should take no chances and help things
along.  At least things would be speeded up.  But Doc warned
Sneezy to go very easy with the liquid as too much and maybe
Black Bob would go crazily out of control.

"Legs open", Sneezy reminded her and standing between her legs
while the girl kept her eyes shut, he unscrewed the cap. 
Immediately an interesting aroma crept into the room and Black
Bob's nose flared as he breathed it in hungrily.

With the brush fresh from the liquid Sneezy began painting all
down her inner lips and then a fresh dip to paint over her clit.
Snow White shivered slightly.  Some liquid on and around each of
her bright young nipples and a little in the corners of her mouth
either side.  Sneezy leaned back to check and then took one last
brushload from the bottle and pushed the brush firmly into her
tunnel to see if he could splash some onto her inner walls.  That
should do it, he told himself.

The bottle was closed and put away and Sneezy returned to his
tripod and camera to check for angles.  

"OK Blackie, why don't we start with you getting up on the sofa
and stretching out on the bitch's lap so some important bits get
within her reach, know what I mean?"

And with a bit of arranging Snow White ended up sitting up on the
sofa facing the camera with the body of a large black dog right
across her lap, sideways on and also facing the camera.  His head
was to her right side and even through her slightly confused eyes
she could see that the hands that she had left in her lap were
now very close to to a dangerously large tube of dog flesh
waiting to emerge.  

"This is the easy one Babe.  All you have to do is reach out and
stroke Blackie now.  Gently and easily so he can get to know you
a bit better."

And that didn't seem so bad so Snow White's hands began to stroke
up and down his hairy sheath.  

"Good girl.  And a little more firmly now.  You can see that he
likes it." And as Sneezy began to fire off some photos to record
the intimate moment that might just be the 2 of Spades, Snow
White opened her eyes to have another look.  And it was true that
out from the sheath there already showed a slick wet spear point
of mottled dog flesh.  She tried to do as she had been told and
gripped a little more firmly as she stroked. 

Black Bob let the bitch take care of him and concentrated on that
incredible smell the she gave out, mixed with her own sweat under
the hot lights.  He growled but only to encourage her to keep
going.

In a surprisingly short time the situation under Snow White's
hands had changed dramatically.  What she now found herself
looking down on was awesome.  Ahead of his spectacular balls and
now fully exposed was a thick roll of meat the size of her arm. 
And at the lower end away from its head was a growing knot that
seemed to be double that size.

Sneezy saw his moment for the Ace shot and lent closer.

"OK hold that now.  Let's try the first one with one hand each
side of the knot.  That's it.  Just squeeze down a little but be
careful not to hurt him.  Great, great."  

And Sneezy composed the shot so that Blackie's sensational tool
ran from bottom left corner right up to top right in the frame.

"Now we will try one without any hands please, Babe.  So just
lift your hands up out of shot for a moment.  There.  Got it,
thank you.  OK hands can come back on and around for a few more
shots.  See those drops of gunk at the end of Blackie's tool
Babe.  That's it, get it on to your hands and rub it in so that
you can run more smoothly up and down him.  OK.  Great.  Got
it."

And now he could try for the King card.  

"Blackie, you can come up onto your feet now but stay on the
sofa.  Babe I want you to swing round so that you are lying right
along the length of the sofa, head on the right.  That's it and
sink down a little so that your head is low on the arm.  Got it.
Now Blackie you have got room to raise yourself up with your legs
either side of her head.  Great.  Now hold it like that.  And I
want you to take in the view Babe.  What do you think?  Makes
something water?"

And pulling back on the zoom Sneezy made sure that he composed to
include the full size of Black Bob outlined in all his huge size
against the cream of the sofa and the pink of Snow White.  At the
centre of the picture you could see her head only inches away
from his meat pole but that was not the point of the King card. 
It was all about his macho glory.

And once that had been captured Sneezy could zoom back in to go
for the 3 of Spades.  

"Blackie you can inch a little forward.  A bit more so that Babe
can reach you.  And Babe I want you to put out your tongue as far
as it goes.  That's it.  And Blackie keep going until you feel
that wet one.  Great. Great.

And all you have to do for this one is a little licking Babe.  So
let's see it."  And the camera recorded how Snow White's tongue
tentatively licked out at the bobbing head of Black Bob's pole
and how Black Bob pushed in a little closer in response.

"Great. You're doing really well now.  So we are going for the
mouth shot now Babe.  Open wide and let that head just slide in a
little.  It won't hurt if you relax and let go."

But that seemed impossibly scary to Snow White who even in her
drugged state could tell that it didn't look as if Blackie's
major tool was ever going to get into her mouth and she didn't
know what it was going to taste like any way.  So her mouth
stayed closed and Sneezy had to jolt her with the shock collar
twice until she cried out in pain and Black Bob took his chance
to slide firmly into her warm wet mouth.

It was true that Snow White could not begin to fit all of his
prime meat into her mouth but she found that it stretched quite a
way so that as far as Black Bob was concerned some serious action
got going.  And even when Sneezy reminded him to slow down a
little Black Bob thought to hell with that and pressed on,
plunging in an out of Snow White's cute wet mouth and her head
was banged in rhythm against the sofa cushions. 

Like a good photographer should, Sneezy went with the flow and
set out to capture some possible 9 or 10s of Spades.  He fired
off a series of quick shots - some pulled back to show the whole
of Snow White's head and her startled eyes and then others zoomed
in to get the full detail of the salami sausage wet and slick as
it was gripped by her red lips.

Her hands instinctively held on to Black Bob's tool, gripping it
firmly either side of his knot which now pressed urgently forward
towards her.  And in a short while she felt some movement down
the length of his flesh and her mouth was full of jets and jets
of salty thin liquid as Black Bob let rip.  Sneezy was there on
Sports mode again running off whole blocks of shots as he called
out to Black Bob to press in deep so that he could catch Snow
White's efforts to take even more of him into her mouth and
throat and then as he called even more frantically to pull out a
little before the squirting was finished so that he could catch
the action.  He wanted to make sure that he had at least a couple
of shots that showed the gunk leaving his tool and heading into
her waiting mouth.  

And finally of course there were a few shots of her tired half
open mouth with liquid drooling out of the corners as Black Bob
withdrew.  Time for a pause all round.

 Black Bob was on his haunches on the floor quietly licking his
tool.  Snow White was flat out on the length of the sofa trying
to think too much about anything.  And Sneezy brought out the
beer.  One for himself and one in a dish for Black Bob as he
congratulated the beast on how well it was going.

"Great Blackie.  Really great.  And now that we have the bitch
warmed up we can cruise on through to the end.  So just keep on
enjoying yourself."

Sneezy offered the shattered girl some beer but she waved him
away as she tried to catch her breath again.

And a little later Sneezy got the second half of the photo
session underway.

"OK Babe now I want you sitting up in the corner of the sofa. 
That's it.  And the arms go out so put your right arm there along
the top of the sofa and left arm here out along the edge.  That's
it.  Just keep them away from you so they don't spoil the next
few shots.  And open those legs again so that we can see the good
stuff.  Great.

And Blackie we are going to go for some tongue work just for a
few shots, while you get your steam back up.  And why don't we
start with those cute little nipples. So I want you heading onto
the sofa aiming straight for whichever nipple you want to go for
first and then settle into giving it a good licking. Go for it."

Which gave Sneezy some great shots from behind as if the black
beast was attacking the poor girl and then going right at her
proud nipple.  And it tingled and stretched as the long red
tongue lashed at it so that Snow White moaned but made sure that
she kept her hands well out of shot as instructed.

A few more photos were repeated at her other nipple which gave
Sneezy a different angle and then he suggested that Black Bob
should see how much of her breast he could take into his mouth. 
And his teeth right round her tit almost freaked Snow White out
again but it made for a very promising picture that might make it
into the line up of Spades.  

"OK. Looks great.  And now I think you need to pull your legs
right up Babe.  Get your knees up as high as you can near your
ears.  That's it and put those hands behind your head again for
the moment.  Shift forward a little and let Black Bob give you a
lesson in what his tongue can really do for you."

And it was true.  Black Bob knew just what to do and his endless
tongue with its soft rough edge began to play round her clit and
explored deep into the open girl and if anything she did her best
to open herself up even more to the wonderful tongue - even
though she tried to not let it show.

And of course it was being recorded by Sneezy who caught some
great shots of the amazing long red tongue going deep into her
depths, coiling around her clit ridge and licking up her very wet
lips.  He knew that it was going to be hard to choose the best
shots as there were now so many.

And he encouraged Snow White to bring her hands down to go down
around the back of Black Bob's head so that the photo recorded
how much she was pulling him into her.

Sneezy could also see that Black Bob was up and running again as
large as ever, so he called a halt to the licking just when Snow
White was beginning to feel that if he went on any longer she was
surely going to explode again.  Once again Snow White was
rearranged.  This time with her feet on the floor, her bottom
across the arm of the sofa and her head in the centre cushions. 
Black Bob moved round to complete his assault.

"Slowly big boy.  Just go easy for a second as I get the entry
shots.  Let me see that meat sliding in."  And Sneezy was there
snapping away as Black Bob accomodated him by taking the first
four or five strokes nice and easy.  Boy was this bitch wet and
smelling good.

The great beast's front paws came up over Snow White's back to
grip her firmly as he began to pick up speed and his red tongue
lolled from his open mouth as Black Bob settled into getting his
rocks off.  Sneezy zoomed back to make sure that he caught the
full scene. Maybe this one would be the Jack of Spades.

He couldn't catch much of Snow White as the girl was covered by
the black dog, face pressed down into the sofa cushions.  But he
could hear her panting and wished that he was doing this on video
with full Dolby Sound. Next time, baby, next time.

And as Black Bob lifted his head to hunch in furiously Sneezy saw
another angle as the gross knot began to batter against Snow
White's lips as Black Bob used all his weight and strength to
force it in.

Maybe it was the battering and maybe she tried to help but
suddenly there was a moment when her defences gave way and Sneezy
excitedly recorded the bulge being swallowed into her. 
Everything inside Snow White suddenly felt  amazingly full and
stretched and overloaded.  But the very fullness pushed her clit
down hard into the sofa arm that she lay across and by adjusting
just a touch she was able to make sure that Black Bob's virile
surges also registered in her magic button.

Once the knot had entered Snow White Sneezy knew that he was
never going to get another money shot this time which made him
glad that he already had the ones taken in her mouth.  For the
photographer and his point of view there was no big opportunity
about the moment when Black Bob came for the second time and wet
fluid again burst into Snow White's insides.  No shot there.  But
he tried for a close up of Snow White's crushed face as it
registered that final explosion and tried her very best to match
it into her own private cumming.

Black Bob licked the back of the bitch's neck.  She had been a
good one and he wondered if they could have puppies together
sometime.  Or at least have some more fun trying.

And all that was left really were a few last shots up from behind
Black Bob to show his prick  heading straight into Snow White's
treasures where it would be held until blood returned and the
knot went down enough for him to slide back out again.  And
everyone knew that it pretty well wrapped up the session.

Sneezy was delighted and dying to check over the results on his
computer.  Black Bob had had a great time and was ready to return
anytime Sneezy wanted to do it again.  And nobody bothered to ask
Snow White what she thought.  

On the way back to their house Sneezy contemplated his next move
with pleasure.  Which suit to go on to next week.  Perhaps best
to go for one of the red suits and he favoured starting with
Randy the goat and Hearts.  But he would check it out with Sleepy
first.

That evening as she prepared the evening meal for the returning
workers and the drugs had worn off what she was left with was
great soreness between her legs and around her jaw muscles.  And
she didn't want to mention to anyone all that had leaked from
her, dripping down her thighs, as they had made their way back to
the little house.  She was confused over the day's events - all
these days really - and put them away in her mind to be looked at
later.  For the moment she was not sure that she could cope.  But
she knew how to make the meal and concentrated just on that -
cooking for her boys.

When Doc later gave her her evening injection of hormones into
her breast tissue he gave one tit a squeeze and for the first
time little drops of milk showed on the areola.  His eyes gleamed
behind his glasses.  His medicine has begun to work and they were
on their way.  Someone seemed to have struck gold.

Doc of course did have a pregnancy test to use - based on a leaf
that Snow White had to pee onto - and that went blue.  So
everyone knew that she was now officially pregnant.

Even though it was only the second day for Bashful's new mating
frame the dwarves thought that they might just as well continue
the practice of strapping Snow White into it after their meal,
pregnant or not.  There was plenty of room for her growing
breasts and belly to hang down  into after all.  And it didn't
take long for them to decide that as they were no longer racing
to see who could get her started on the road to motherhood it no
longer mattered which of her 2 rear entrances were used any more.
 So each dwarf from then onwards just went with his own personal
choice on that.

Whether a dwarf dreamed of suckling, slapping or just feeling her
growing milky tits there was plenty of excitement in that respect
in the household.  And Doc was encouraged to boost his hormone
treatment to a triple dose which he was happy to do right away.

And it was the same evening, when the milk first showed, that
pumping cups were first attached to Snow White's hanging flesh
pots.  Not so much with the intention of extracting her milk
production - because there was very little so far - but rather to
stimulate and speed up the rate of production.  After very little
discussion the dwarves agreed that there was no reason not to
leave her in the frame each night with the pumping cups clamped
in place and switched on.  Alternatively sucking hard on each
teat in turn.

And that was how the mating frame shifted over into being the
milking frame.


6. Thursday - Happy

Not too long into Thursday and Snow White was feeling distinctly
uncomfortable and in pain.

Her hands were locked together at the wrists (and were high in
the air above her head) in ridiculous padded cuffs which although
bright pink and lined with brown fur did the job.  And there was
a similar pink and brown set down below keeping her ankles
together.  Which kept her in a straight line as she did as she
had been told to do and hopped and bounced on the small exercise
trampoline.  

Also there was the sharp bite from the nipple clamps that the
boys had attached to the same nipples that had been worn sore by
the milking machine the previous night, with their small tinkling
bells.  Not to mention the first ever vibrator that Snow White
had ever had up inside her which probably would have slid out
from her if they hadn't had her legs so tied together.  And those
batteries must have been brand new because it was throbbing like
crazy.

And of course Snow White understood perfectly well that the whole
point of the task, of her bouncing like this, was so that the
boys could watch her growing, increasingly heavy breasts fly
around on her chest, banging into her and into each other.  And
everything was hurting - and to cap it all they weren't even
really watching or paying much attention.  Just sitting there
telling stupid stories!

Mo was giving Happy the full details of his latest night out at
the big metal gig that he had been to.

"And of course I had fought my way down to the front, Man, you
know side of the Mosh Pit.  And I'm bopping away right there,
singing the words and all.  And then without my really noticing
they start on the body surfing - some of the guys. And really
what was in my mind was the Spanish Fireman joke.  You know about
pulling away the blanket that they catch you on and shouting
'Ole'.  But I had my hands up in the air I guess, maybe in case
someone fell right on top of me.

And then there is this split micro second when it really
registers that some chick has surged in and landed right above me
but I'm not carrying any of her weight except that my right hand
is now holding her major tit!  Whoooah!

Can you imagine?  Voice number one - go for it!  Feel away and
get your left hand up there right now.

Voice number two - Hey, what are you thinking?

Voice number one - why do you think she jumped, you idiot?  Help
yourself!"

And then, maybe because the boys had started discussing breasts
again, Mo and Happy focussed back on the very interesting pair
that were bouncing so freely up and down right in front of them.
And reached for their pistols.

Mo was another dwarf - a little larger and rounder than Happy in
pretty well all  areas - and his full name was Meany.  Which
because of Eeny, Meany, Miney, Mo usually was reduced to Mo.

The two boys had been friends for a long while and took pleasure
in hanging out together.  So when Snow White had first arrived
into the little house in the forest it was natural for Happy to
move his stash of mags, internet sex toys etc. etc. in with Mo. 
And from then on any online exploring or ordering was done from
Mo's place.

Mo saw himself as something of an artist and musician.  A
creative guy.  Who couldn't be rushed because you never know when
inspiration is coming to strike, right?  And so, in practice, did
very little compared to the hard working Happy.  And maybe Happy
envied him and maybe Mo relied on Happy too and it worked well
for them.  A couple of regular dwarves just out to enjoy
themselves.

So when Mo heard from Happy that Snow White's status had
dramatically shifted from bossy house mother to open door sex
slave he was definitely interested.  And the two of them had
decided to create a beer-fuelled day in Mo's den getting creative
with the girl.

Which led to this game where the boys were sitting in their
chairs while Snow White jumped up and down on the re-bounder and
shot at the little bells clipped so painfully to her nipples. 
The reason for shooting at the bells rather than, say, the easier
target of her bright red stained areolas was that the bells
tinged nicely and then you knew that you had a hit.  Whereas the
flesh just made a flat little noise and the small round red mark
didn't come up until some time later.

They were only firing ball bearings but the pistols shot them out
with quite enough force to make Snow White jump as they cracked
into her body.

And hitting the target as the bells jumped in the air proved
harder than expected, so that when each boy had fired their full
chamber of 50 shots each on Happy's side (her right tit) there
had only been 6 tings from the bell and on Mo's side (her left
tit) 5 tings.  Of course there were plenty of red marks to show
the near misses but they had given it their best shot, so to
speak.  And that seemed to be that.

So with a maybe-more-later feeling Snow White was instructed by
Happy to stop bouncing and she was much relieved to be able to
catch her breath as she hopped down carefully from the bouncer. 
It was actually Happy's bouncer and Snow White had bought it for
him one Christmas hoping that he would have fun with it - and
maybe lose a little weight.  Little had she know how that one
would come around.

 Lowering her arms down in front of her Snow White waited to hear
what the boys wanted next.  She wasn't saying much because she
was wearing the first in Happy's collection of gags, bought from
the store in the sky.  The one she had on was the donut gag so
her mouth was held open into a large 'O' as her teeth sat on   a
thin ridge of hard plastic that ran right round her mouth.  Like
so much of Happy's collection this was a first time try out and
the boys were curious to see how they really worked.

For the moment at least it wasn't Snow White's mouth that was the
focus of interest but the pink mounds that now gently bobbed on
her rib cage as she breathed deeply and recovered from the
jumping.  Mo stepped forward and unclipped the two nipple clamps
to save them up for later and blood rushed painfully back making
Snow White gasp in shock.  And Mo's hands savoured and stroked
her best assets appreciatively.

"Man, these are some tits, aren't they?  I would never get enough
of these babies.  You are so, so lucky."

And for a change a creative, artistic thought did go through his
head - even after the second bottle of beer.  Art project.

"You know, man, I have all the stuff we need to model these. Like
a trophy, you know.  And then we could have a collection with
like heads on the wall, with wooden plaques or whatever but tits
instead of heads.  And then the old den would be like a club
house or whatever."

Some little time later that led to Snow White being bound
extremely tightly (so that as little as possible could move) in a
sitting position with her hands behind the back of a chair.  The
vibrator was still inside her pounding away and her legs were
still in the anklets because the boys were sure that whatever was
happening down there wasn't going to affect her chest that much.
Not if they had it tied down real tight anyway.

Mo's body sculpting was going to be 3D of course but just from
half way down her neck to an inch or two of flat stomach below
her bust.  Everything centred on her twin peaks.  And Happy was
getting some of the benefit because step two in the project after
tying up Snow White in the chair was rubbing an initial layer of
cream into her skin all over the area of interest.  Which would
make it easier to remove the latex later on.

And there was something about beer drinking in the morning which
went very well with rubbing cream into naked chests, Happy
decided as his fingers spread the cream around her mounds and
then rubbed it in, making sure that he lifted the tits up fully
and caught the underhang and the bits where the tits ended and
the straight-down flesh started.  And then rubbing in some more
just in case he had missed a bit.

Step 3 was to apply the initial layer of thin latex - a starter
level which would form the inner edge of the mould that they were
constructing.  Once that initial thin layer had set then thicker
layers could follow until the mould as a whole could be peeled
back and away, ready for the final casting of the model.

And that meant that Mo had to sit across Snow White's lap right
up close, with his jar of latex and his brush so that he could
paint it on all over her chest.  And Happy had an important job
which was to take a sharp hold on each nipple and then pull both
breasts high enough up against gravity for Mo to be able to get
the latex right in underneath and around their bases.  And then,
when Happy had released the weight so that they fell down again,
Mo could paint over the nipples which had not yet been included.

And a little after that the first thin layer was dry and then the
latex was painted on more thickly, this time from a tub and
applied with a plastering tool to build up the strength of the
mould.  By the time it was set and pealed off it all looked very
promising.  Mo reckoned that he should have it sorted within a
week.

"And it can be made in one of those rubbery plastics that is as
near to flesh as dammit.  If we have our eyes shut and give them
a feel up there on the wall it should be the real thing, man,
with flex and bounce and all."  He would look for a wooden mount
and maybe they could put up Snow White's name.

That was the point at which the buzzing monster vibrator was
finally switched off and withdrawn from Snow White's snatch - and
her ankles freed.  Overall her first experience with the
vibrator, she found, left her keyed up and on edge but she hadn't
been thrashing about cumming over and over again, just from its
endless pulsations.  Without really thinking much about it
because she couldn't concentrate on it just at the moment thank
you, Snow White knew that something more was needed for her to
get up there and over the top.  Maybe it was just her or maybe
she hadn't known how to take advantage.

But the reason that the vibrator had been removed was because of
another beer discussion and to make way for a scientific test. 
Mo had been talking about lips.

"Like if I say to you something like Kiss her on the lips, man,
you're going to go for her face, right?  But then you know people
call the other bits lower down her lips as well, right?  Like she
has a face down there too."

"Well if that's another face down there then I sure know where
her second nose is!' chipped in Happy brightly.

"Yeaah, right.  Or that might be the wrong way up - depending on
which way up you're coming at her. Ha."

"Coming is right, at least," laughed Happy.  

"So we should give a bottle of beer to each set of lips to drink
to get this going," suggested Mo.  "Up end her a bit to help
things along at the bottom and see which end gets drunk
quickest!"

"It's your chair she's going to be leaking all over!"  

"Naah.  A hot bod like that will soak it all in.  We'll give her
some time and you'll see."  Mo was confident.

Which was why, once the vibrator had been removed that Snow White
found a bottle of beer being tipped into her mouth that she was
encouraged to swallow down by Happy just at the same time that Mo
was tipping its brother into her snatch.  The snatch had been
arranged so that gravity would keep the beer inside her at least
for a while.  

There was no problem at all with drinking the beer at her top end
and Snow White was glad to have been able to have a drink after
her exercising and the heat generated as the latex dried on her
chest.  But the lower beer seemed to be swilling around inside
her as far as she could tell.

But Happy was good enough to push a towel under her ass when she
was tipped back into a sitting position on the big soft chair so
that it was difficult to decide on who had been right.  Some beer
did seem to have leaked out but some had not, so both of the boys
claimed that they had been right.  Snow White was beginning to
feel a little weird.

A little later the big soft chair was the centre of action for
the next discussion.  Happy was sitting sideways on in the chair
to the left with Snow White's head in his lap.  He could look
straight down into the moist inside of her mouth, held open still
by the round donut gag - which of course had so recently
swallowed down the beer.  But his hands were further down each
holding another internet purchase from the sex toys store.

On each side was something that looked like an upturned champagne
glass or funnel with a large rubber bulb at the narrow end.  So
that when Happy squeezed the bulbs and pressed them firmly onto
the girl's nipples you could see through the glass funnel as the
nipple and areola and a little bit more besides were pulled
tightly up towards the bulb.  And Happy thought it looked great
so he was playing around to see what results he could get.  

If he really, really squashed at the bulb before pressing down
and releasing he could get the maximum stretch in the nipples and
also the maximum amount of soft pink flesh up the glass.  And
everything looked funny like someone's face against a sheet of
glass or one of those distorting mirrors that you used to get at
the funfair.  And Happy was thinking that the flat top of Snow
White's nipples now looked a lot like a pig's nose and he
giggled.

Meanwhile to the right Snow White's body continued on along the
seat of the big chair and then up and over the arm so that her
honey pot was at exactly the right place for Mo to take advantage
of it.  And he was moving steadily in and out of her snatch with
a four note rhythm.

"Of course if we had her the other way round she would be set up
right to give perfect head" Mo observed.  

"How so?" Happy was a little distracted just at the moment
playing sand castles.

"It's down to angles, isn't it.  I'd have her head leaning over
the back, man and I'd be all lined up to go straight down her
throat.  And you could be putting those suckers anywhere you
could get them on her pussy."  

And Happy giggled again.

"But if we flipped her the other way, so that I still get her
head but she is facing down I go in and bang away at the top of
her mouth," continued Mo.  "She'd have no chance of getting me
down for a regular deep throat job."

"Guess so," answered Happy who was not really listening just yet.
"Are you saying you want to swap round, man?"

"Later, later.  I'm good."  And Mo ploughed on.  But the vibrator
seemed to have left Snow White's inner tunnel so super-lubricated
that there was no friction for Mo to push against, and it looked
as if it was going to be a while before anything much would be
released.  And that gave Mo time to continue to make
observations.

"And most of the time with chicks my usual target, default one,
is to start with her giving me head.  Stands to reason.  Of
course plenty of times you're not going to waste time on whether
she's getting off or not and it's just down to number one.  But
when you do, you know?

"Why's that then?" asked Happy thinking it was time he showed
some interest.

"It's the recovery time thing.  Basic sex 1.01.  We put out our
effort, blow our load and it takes so much out of us that we need
some good recovery time to go again.  Even when we are keen.  And
chicks aren't like that, are they?

Maybe because they are not doing a lot while you are working away
- like this chick here for insto - whatever, they're ready to
press on and some of them even like to press on.

Like you or me,  if we had a line of chicks all waiting there to
get the full benefit of our dicks, say thirty of them all
desperate and crying and all, you just can't do it. One, two even
three, tops when you're still 21, but then you're  needing a
drink and a change of scene, aren't you?  And even if you get
back to one or two more later, some are going to get left out and
go crazy and jump off the bridge or whatever.

But switch it round so that some chick is lying back with her
legs open and 30 guys are lined up and interested - no worries. 
She just soaks it up and the whole line gets in and that ain't
fair and equal and never has been.

Which means that if she starts off by giving you head, man, and
gets maybe a little buzz or even a big lift off from it then you
can move on to phase 2 which is ignoring your own John Dangle and
maybe sampling some of her best bits for a while.  Lezzie lust if
you like.  All mouths and hands.  And by the time everything has
returned to green and go she is usually hot enough to kick on
from there.  And 9 times out of 10 you get off, she gets off and
the world is a happy place.  Know what I mean?"

At which deep philosophical point Mo paused so that he could
concentrate on the ejection of his gusher which was finally ready
to leave the building and the same private girl flesh that had
recently tried to absorb as much beer as possible now set about
soaking up Mo's best gunk. It was a busy day at the office for
Snow White.

At which point Mo drifted off to look at what food they had lying
around and Happy got bored with the nipple extenders.  Looking
down at the open mouth so close beneath him, Happy's mind slid
over towards some kissing.

By shifting sideways off the chair and bending Snow White's head
towards him Happy went for the big snog.  But the girl's lips
were held so rigid and fixed by the donut gag that really his
only option, he quickly found, was to go right through the hole
with his tongue.  And even if Snow White tried to keep her own
tongue as hard back as she could there was no way that it could
escape.  So for a few wet moments of intimacy, for the first time
Happy was able to run his tongue like a stiff male challenge in
and around Snow White's.  And the hazy girl found that if she
relaxed a little that too was actually quite nice.

Which meant that when she heard Happy telling her to put her own
tongue up and out through the hole Snow White just did it.  And
that led to another wet time where her sweet tasting pink tongue
now guested in Happy's mouth.  And the way that his lips felt and
how they held and stroked her tongue was good too.

A ping from a microwave meant that something had been found to
eat and Mo returned with 2 plates of baked beans in ketchup sauce
and some  potato fries.  

"Hey, man.  That looks good.  Nice move," thanked Happy realising
that he was feeling hungry.  

And with the plates came more beer and the boys even brought one
out for Snow White which was held up and poured down the same
donut hole that Happy had just finished working.

"What do you think?  Shall we change the gag now?" Happy
suggested.

Which meant that a moment later Snow White was released at last
from the rigid donut gag.  But as she worked her jaw to try to
shake the stiffness she quickly saw that she still wasn't invited
to speak much.  

Happy really just wanted to try out the next in his unused
collection.  And the next gag was basically a round ball that
took up most of the space in Snow White's mouth.  So that once
the ball had made it past her teeth it wasn't that uncomfortable
for her as her mouth was now able to close.  Of course her tongue
was squashed down and that seemed strange.  But everything was
held in place with something that felt like a suede band that
wrapped round her head and was held tight by strong Velcro.

By this time Snow White had drunk her personal record volume of
beer - definitely more than she had ever drunk in one day before.
 And the girl was pretty well wasted.  As they tucked into their
food Happy and Mo could look up to see her slumped down in the
large soft chair, hands flopped and legs open.  Maybe asleep.

And things were getting a little hazy for the boys too even
though they were experienced professionals.  Perhaps it was that
earlier conversation about Snow White and her two faces that
returned to Mo's mind but for whatever reason he began to feed
food into the girl's lower face, right there in front of him.  It
was the right thing to do.

At first it was a couple of spoon loads of beans and sauce which
were interesting because he found that her channel was wanting
him to turn the spoon on its side but then the beans would have
fallen out, so he had to wriggle it a little and get it through
the gates.  Once in of course it was straightforward enough to
tip the spoon up and everything slip nicely in.

And that led to pushing in the potato fries - a few that hadn't
been eaten and were beginning to get a little cold.  And if Mo
didn't push the fry all the way in so that it disappeared but
held on to the end he could do some poking and in-out pushing and
pulling as the potato joined in with the beans.

Some part of Happy's mind must have been connected to his
collection of toys, running through his inventory of untried
equipment.  He remembered some clips that might just come in
handy here and put down his nearly empty plate to fetch them from
the box of treasures.

And as Mo held back, still focussed on the rounded snatch in
front of his face that was now digesting his beans and fries,
Happy clipped on half way up Snow White's left outer labia.  The
girl jerked but did not wake up.  The matching clip went half way
up the right outer labia and then there was a silver chain which
was fixed to one clip, passed under the sleeping girl's bottom
and lower back and pulled very hard before being attached to its
friend.

The result was very satisfactory as both of Snow White's outer
lips were now stretched outwards tight and pink like a pair of
wings.  And the boys considered that the wings made a perfect
frame for her stuffed inner world that begged for their
attention.

Which led Happy to remember that they had only tried the first
vibrator so far.  And he had bought a little butterfly model that
was designed to be used solely on some very lucky clit - an inch
or more square - that user feedback gave 5 star plus rating to. 


Carefully positioned over Snow White's special button, attached
and  switched on to full power the butterfly went to work and
this time its light insistent touch did make Snow White stir and
the girl moaned and seemed to begin to close her legs.  But she
couldn't because there were two dwarves in the way and so she
relaxed again, leaving them as open as ever.

Which was the point when Mo wanted to find out how it was to eat
from her and closed in on her very open entrance.  Right
underneath the buzzing butterfly his tongue pushed into her and
set about reaching as much as possible of what he had put into
the girl in the first place.

By licking with his tongue as he searched around inside her, some
firm sucking and occasionally some nips with his teeth Mo managed
quite well.  Of course there were still going to be a few beans
and a good deal of tomato sauce that had slid down so far that he
couldn't reach them, which would need to re-cycle within her, but
he felt full and that was the main point.

Happy had already mentioned that Snow White was now pregnant and
Mo was hoping that Happy was the father as how cool would that
be?  And Mo giggled as he wondered if the girl would soon be
giving birth to something like a magic bean tree!  You never knew
in the forest where the rules weren't quite the same as
everywhere else.  But he wasn't sure if he had told Happy the
joke or not.

Happy remembered something else he had sent off for - a sort of
riding harness.  Which was designed to be attached to each ankle
and then to go behind the neck and could be adjusted so that the
girl's feet would be away and out a little in the air or even 
pulled right up and near her neck.  So that Snow White's limp
head was lifted and the harness was tried.

The boys went for the extreme setting to start with which had the
effect of turning her hips up as the legs were pulled tightly up.
 And they added the second choice vibrator by pushing it firmly
in with the remains of the ketchup and beans, a little under the
fast fingering Butterfly.  This one was blue and gel like so that
it some flex in it - and also some interesting nobbles and bumps
which might or might not give her extra thrills.  Either way it
was fully in and switched on.

Which filled that all up nicely.  So that the conversation moved
easily on to the only remaining hole which was right in front of
them thanks to the harness.  And the boys went together to the
treasure box to see what could be found that had been purchased
with rear entry in mind.

They might have missed something or two but the answer seemed to
be three sorts of lubricant gel, three sizes in butt plug (small,
medium and scary) and a gadget designed to provide easier access.
 Which latter was the most interesting and therefore the one that
came out to be tried.

After a bit of assembly and looking at instructions the two
dwarves reckoned they could see how it worked.  Basically there
was a rubbery main bit which was attached to a pump that could be
plugged in to the power supply.  And there must have been
something rigid and stiff in the centre of the rubbery main bit
that got you started.  Otherwise it would never of even made the
entrance.

Lubricant was recommended so Mo applied gel that smelled like
fake strawberries around and into the puckered doorway. And more
of the gel was rubbed around the first section of the rubbery
main bit to the gadget.  And then it slid in very well.

Once plugged in and switched on Happy could turn a dial which
controlled how much the rubber inflated.  And it went from 0 to
5.  

Starting with the setting at 2, Happy switched on and air was
pumped forwards into the rubbery section that was now beginning
to inflate inside the girl's rear tubing.  The note of suction
changed when it sensed that it had reached the correct degree of
inflation - a 2 - and then hummed quietly.  And Happy found that
it was one way traffic around Snow White's rear exit.  A size
that would have struggled to enter and find its way into the
girl, seemed to slide out easily.  So he set about getting the
rubber dildo just on the edge, half in and half out and then
worked it back and forwards.

And when that seemed done he went to 3 and later to 4 and finally
to 5 at which point he wasn't sure whether he would ever get it
out.  

And something about the combined efforts of the tickling
butterfly specialising on her clit, the gel monster with bumps up
her front and the grossly inflated rubber balloon in her rear
passage must have been reaching Snow White.  The girl's eyes
fluttered half open and they could hear her moaning or gasping
from behind the ball gag.

By the time that Happy had switched off the pump and had found
the release button so that the bloated rubber bit at No. 5 could
be pulled from her with a loud plop she seemed to be definitely
heading somewhere.  And Mo could only manage say twenty or thirty
strokes into her now very open and very lubricated rear approach
before Snow White's climax finally broke and something like a
choked scream forced past her ball gag.

"Whoooah!  Jackpot, baby" encouraged Mo appreciatively as he
continued to stroke away until he in turn had made his
contribution.

And the two dwarves could not remember much more about their
first Friday with Snow White after that, as it all became a bit
of a blur.  Mo had half a memory of discussing with Happy as to
whether or not if they were deep inside Snow White just when she
came would it automatically make them come too or not.  And he
thought that they had decided to try that one out next time, if
they remembered.

For his part Happy had his own half memory where he was lying on
a bed under Snow White so that his mouth was right there under
her snatch and her warm mouth, at last free of gags, was wrapped
all round his dwarfhood.  And she was crying and telling him
(between mouthfuls) that she loved him and missed him.  But that
seemed unlikely when he thought about it because where would Mo
have been. Surely he would have been taking pictures?

Whatever truly happened to the rest of their afternoon Snow White
was definitely sick into some bushes on the side of the path on
the way home and struggled to cook the usual evening meal for the
working dwarves.  Which meant that Happy received some black
looks.  But then he played it up and held his head and told them
stories about the day at the den, so that his sunny nature won
through and everyone laughed with him and made fun of Snow
White.

And of course Doc gave her the usual triple strength hormone
blast and she still had to be fitted to the milking frame with
the sucking cups, to keep everything moving on nicely.  She had
her eyes shut most of the time.

And that was the first night in which there was a deposit waiting
for the dwarves when they came down the following morning. A
definite inch of milk lay at the bottom of the collecting tube.


Friday - Sleepy

Sleepy's thoughts had circled around how to maximise the gains
from this financial opportunity.  Not just by planning a single
event but hopefully more of a steady flow, week by week, so that
his life would change and he would be able to move on up.  He was
thinking advertising, promotion, special offers and deals.  He
was certain that there was great market potential for a cute
young thing like Snow White, in the forest and beyond.  But how
best to present the package?

With his best friend Sneezy, Sleepy had kicked around ideas.  As
far as he could see they should create something between a night
club and a brothel starring Snow White and her services.  It
needed to be a little different to catch on and they needed to
make sure that the world around them knew that they were
opening.

Several names had been discussed - the Big O (inspired by
Sneezy's close up of Snow White's open mouth), Anything Goes,
Snow Tramp, Fuck Festival - but in the end they had settled on
The Open Door.  If it didn't work out, they concluded, they could
always change it around later.

The two dwarves had been busy preparing a flyer advertising
Saturday night as the first opening night for The Open Door. 
Early that morning flights of birds were delivering copies of the
flyer around the forest area to make sure that as many animals
and humans as possible would know all about their chance to visit
the dwarves house to take advantage of the special offers and
discounts.  One night only.

Sleepy had changed the look of the main front room to the dwarves
house simply by hanging curtains to create a stage area, into
which the milking frame had been moved, stringing lights and
putting out as many seats as possible around the walls.  Part of
his future plan was to sell as many drinks as possible.  But for
that he needed customers.

All of which is why Snow White found herself in a cage on the
back of a cart later that morning.  Sleepy was driving to
Edgetown to do a little promotion.

Edgetown was the main market place on the edge of the magical
forest, where forest dwellers could meet and trade with humans. 
It was a border place with loose rules and Sleepy was well known
as that was where he usually went to gamble and drink.

The sad truth, as Sleepy and Sneezy both knew all too well, was
that the forest animals did not have much cash.  For them to make
some real money they needed to bring in some humans and their
wallets.  Advertising outside the forest was harder but if the
word spread out from Edgetown, Sleepy felt sure that each week
more and more humans would make the Friday journey to try out the
pleasures of The Open Door.

The bad news at the moment for Snow White was that the cage was
so low that she was unable to stand up and had to travel on her
knees, looking out through the bars.  The good news was that she
actually had on more clothes than usual.

Her standard dress of blue blouse (cut) and yellow skirt
(trimmed) had been replaced by a bright red bikini.  This
followed from Sleepy's instinct that you should show the
customers a good deal but leave them waiting for the full package
- at least until they have spent their cash.  The bikini pants
were your normal small triangle of material.  The top was one of
those straight across bands that only really look good on young
girls with small busts.  Here of course, pulled tight as it was
today, the bikini top meant that Snow White's increasingly
special boobs were squashed in firmly and bulged out top and
bottom.  With every jolt and bump of the cart, delightful pink
flesh also jolted and bumped.  Which certainly caught the eye of
anyone passing by.

Sleepy thought that he had never been so happy.  Waving and
smiling to those that he met, he knew that he could smell the
money.  He would be a director.  He would be a showman and Snow
White was the key.

As agreed with Sneezy, preparations had already been made in
Edgetown but he had plenty of time and, as planned, would start
with some parading.  So, when the cart reached the main market
area filled with the usual stalls, Sleepy tied Snow White's hands
behind her back before releasing her from the cage to step down.

Sleepy had brought a long straight cane which ended with a
dramatic noose of thin rope that was now tied around the sweet
girl's neck.  In her red bikini Snow White was then pushed and
led out to meet the shoppers, many of whom could turn into
customers.

She had been briefed by Sleepy on her instructions and knew that
if she failed to follow them pain would reach sharply out to her.
 

She was to approach as many people as possible, missing out
nobody.  If she knew their name she was to greet them by name. 
If they were strangers she was to address them as 'Sir', 'Madam,
'Young sir' or 'Miss'.  After greeting each person Snow White was
to stand close in front of them, legs apart and ask each of them
a single question "Would you care for a free sample?"  And come
what may, she was to stay still until they had moved on and made
their way to the next encounter.

All through the market flowed the usual Saturday mix of forest
animals, the occasional human who had reasons to live in the
forest and other humans from the outside world.  Gulping at the
humiliation but prodded from behind by the cane which pushed her
forwards, Snow White walked up to the first group - a grandmother
with  two grandchildren - to ask her questions.

They had been strangers and the old grandmother looked curiously
at Snow White with sharp interest before deciding that there was
no obvious scam.  A bony left hand reached out to latch onto the
girl's right breast as the grandmother's thin lips pressed into
Snow White's mouth for a deep kiss. It was a shock when the old
woman's tongue slipped deep into her mouth but Snow White's
instinctive move to back away was immediately stopped by the
cane's point into the back of her neck.  And she was forced to
hold her ground.

"Mmm my dear.  Don't you taste nice?" said the crone
appreciatively as she wiped her lips.  "Well, children, go ahead.
 You might as well have a feel too.  And then we will go and look
for ice cream."  Which encouraged the hesitating children to also
reach out and squeeze and feel everything that was within their
reach.

And on it went as Sleepy pushed and prodded his charge around the
market place.  For the best part of an hour the girl offered her
free samples and a whole variety of humans and animals accepted.
At least ten times her boobies had been pulled out from their
bikini band to be suckled, handled and pulled.  But each time
Sleepy had put them away again before moving on to the next
potential customer.

Snouts, fingers, tongues, even a couple of tails, had tested out
her love channel and her mouth was bruised and well washed.  Her
rear end had been pinched and poked and she was sure it was
showing red from the number of times that shoppers had amused
themselves by swiping at it with whatever they had to hand.

All in all, Sleepy now had their full attention and so was able
to announce that the mud wrestling was about to start for those
who would be interested.  And, after a pause, he called out - and
Ladies and Gentlemen it will be Free!

The site for the mud wrestling had been chosen and prepared the
previous day.  Just off the market place it was a natural round
hollow that was now filled with enough water to make the clay
soil brown and slippery.  As the animals and people formed a
circle around the mud Snow White was pushed into the shallow
water - which came to just above her ankles.  Hands tied behind
her back, in her red bikini, at the centre of an expectant crowd,
Snow White had never felt so vulnerable.  Looking at those faces
made her realise that she had no friends here.

As her opponent Sleepy picked out a strong young lad from
Edgetown called Bill whom he knew from the local bars.  To make
things fair or at least a little fairer, Bill stripped to his
underwear and offered his hands to be tied behind his back.  But
everyone could see that he was always going to be stronger and
faster than Snow White.

With Bill sizing her up from the opposite side of the mud pond,
Snow White felt the cord lift from her neck so that she was now
free to move as she wished.  Sleepy called out that the wrestling
bout would last for 10 minutes and that there were no other
rules.  Starting Now.

The crowd edged in as far as possible so that it formed a barrier
right round the mud pond, enclosing the two wrestlers as they
began to circle each other.  Snow White was quickly aware of how
slippery the clay under her feet was and how easy it was going to
be to lose her footing and to slide into the mud.

For two passes her efforts to dodge and move around Bill kept her
free and standing but then he managed to reach out with one of
his legs and the girl was tripped for the first time - splashing
down into the brown mud.  Immediately Bill followed her down
using his weight to pin her and both of them were thrashing into
the wet brown mud.

Kneeling on her somewhere near her hip Bill tried to bring his
mouth down to bite at the red bikini strap - now covered in muddy
patches - while at the same time Snow White kicked and twisted as
hard as she could to throw him off.

Both succeeded as she managed to wriggle out from under him just
at the point when Bill's teeth bit firmly onto the bikini top, so
that her very effort to twist away pulled the top up above the
line of her nipples. For a very short glimpse the crowd was
treated to a full dancing view of her treasures before they
became covered in mud as Snow White turned head down to protect
herself from the next attack.

From this point onwards the wrestling bout lacked detail for the
watching crowd as Snow White and Bill both disappeared into
slippery brown shapes that thrashed at each other in the mud
bowl.  Bill's shorts stayed on, as Sleepy had intended, but he
was still the envy of his friends and would always swear that
within the ten minutes of the bout his tongue had visited two of
Snow White's holes.  At the point when Sleepy called time, as far
as anyone could tell, Snow White was on her back with her face
pressed hard into Bill's groin.  But people saw different
things.

Sleepy the Showman was more than satisfied.  "That's all for now,
folk" he called.  "But don't forget The Open Door opens tonight
and you are all invited.  See you all there!"

He felt that he had given them enough so did not chose to treat
the excited crowd to another phase of washing Snow White down
with a water hose.  Instead the mud soaked girl was loaded back
into her cage on the back of the cart and was taken home to
prepare for phase two of the show that evening.  It was time to
gather in the money.

The Open Door opened its doors at 6pm that evening prompt when
the music was switched on.  As the queue of excited customers,
animal and human, began to enter they saw ahead of them Sleepy at
his ticket desk, to the right the old milking frame, to the left
the bar area and in the centre ahead, Snow White soaking in a tin
bath.

Sleepy and the other dwarves who were fully behind this
money-making venture, had considered other ways of displaying
their main asset.  Snow White could have been produced with a
roll of drums.  She could have been seen pole dancing, if they
had a pole.  She could have been led around and through the
waiting crowd on her knees with a lead attached to a collar - but
in the end they had agreed on a bath display.

As the crowds started to push eagerly into the room Snow White
sank as low as she could into the bath water, instinctively
trying to cover up as much as possible of herself.  Although she
had been exposed again and again this last week it was still a
painful humiliation to her to feel that everyone was staring at
her nakedness.

Sleepy greeted them with broad smiles and a price list.  All
prices were discounted by 15% for the first night - never to be
repeated.  There were multi-buy passes that would be good for the
next six months.  Discounts were offered at the platinum ticket
level that covered rights to all 3 of Snow White's holes (once
each at least) plus two drinks.  In the future they might be
specific time slots for sale but not tonight - there were too
many customers and so everyone would have to move through in
their turn a little faster.

And the bucket of cash and notes began to fill up.

Once the cash was starting to come in and initial drinks and
bottles had been sold, Sleepy knew that it was time for Snow
White to begin to earn them their money.  Sleepy did not feel
that there was any need to dry the pink girl as she was handed up
out from her tin bath to the sound of whistles and general
excited applause.  Dripping, she was simply led around to the
familiar milking frame where her neck and wrists were locked down
to the front and ankles to the rear.  She was spread out and
ready for a long evening's hard work.

The other dwarves all helped of course.  Grumpy was in charge of
setting up the queue of customers heading for Snow White's
rounded and raised rear end.  Steps would be provided for shorter
animals and anyone else not tall enough.  Happy took charge of
the queue that began to target her face and mouth as it looked
forward from the stocks end of the frame.  And Doc applied
liberal doses of his Erotic Rub cream to both of Snow White's
rear holes in order to provide a slippery start to proceedings. 
Saliva would do for her mouth, he calculated.

And so the evening began with Snow White having no alternative
but to provide personal satisfaction to as many of the customers
as possible in their preferred way.  One by one they came to
their turn and pressed forward, entering the helpless beautiful
girl, and Snow White was battered, stuffed and choked as she was
pushed from each end on the frame.  In between, temporarily
satisfied, each customer would drift over to the bar area for
refreshments before taking a decision on whether to cash in
another ticket or not and, if so, which line to join.

To her surprise, Snow White began to feel a quiet sense of
satisfaction in her work.  Even with her eyes tight closed she
could sense the urgent needs that were being met by the thrusting
customers.  And it felt good.  She had not known how much her
body was desired. 

It did not matter so much that her hanging breasts were pulled
and squeezed from front or back or whether she had to accomodate
thin or fat flesh, long or short - they each needed her and she
would do her best to make them happy.

After the first ten minutes Snow White was way beyond anything
that she had ever experienced before and there was no sign that
the customers were going to stop coming for a long while yet. 
Accepting her burden the naked girl settled into a steady, inner
place and began to see if she could even enjoy her work.  

The heat stored in her fleshy tubes never had time to ease away
as one customer followed the next without any pause and she found
that by clenching a little and twisting her hips a little she
could begin to track down little tingles that grew slowly into
major tingles and then on to excitement.  And as it happened
there was a stag thrusting his maleness into her rear at the time
when her first orgasm of the evening finally exploded but her
mouth was very full and no-one really noticed her body as it
tried to buck.  

Dizzy from her first success, Snow White gasped in air when she
could and pressed on, exploring the unsuspected fresh limits of
her young body.

The only break in her working routine on the opening evening was
when Sleepy called out that there would be an interval of ten
minutes in which there would be a gambling race as an extra
excitement.

The pink, flushed girl was allowed down from her working position
on the frame and had time for a stretch and a drink before being
guided to lie down on the floor under her frame.  Some space was
made around her once customers in the queues had been reassured
that they would not lose their place and could resume after the
gambling break.

Sleepy and Sneezy introduced the main actors in the race which
were four very cute little puppies, round, furry and leggy in
their early weeks of life.  Around their necks were tied 4 loose
ribbons - red, blue, green and yellow - and they were taken
around the room as a parade.

Hands reached to the puppies to greet them and the puppies nosed
and licked the customers in turn.  But when they reached Snow
White, now lying fully on the ground under her frame, Sleepy lent
forward to pull at one of her extended nipples so that a fine
squirt of milk emerged.  He offered a taste of her milk to each
puppy in turn so that they licked Sleepy's fingers with great
interest.  

Sleepy explained to the punters that the race would begin at the
other end of the room, down a curved corridor between the
customers that ended at Snow White.  There were four puppies and
only two nipples at the end of the race so that the winners would
be the two puppies that successfully attached themselves to the
milk supply.  Not necessarily the first to reach her but the
first to latch on fully and to start drinking.

The betting was on naming the correct two colours for the winning
dogs.  Each betting gambler would have a one in six chance of
success and, if they won would double their money.  Sleepy and
the dwarves would of course be the big winner.

The bets were taken, even more money poured into the bucket of
cash and notes and the curved corridor was formed by the excited
customers.  The four puppies were released and began to race
along, not particularly efficiently it has to be said, but
chasing each other along to the cheers of the crowd.  

It was only when Snow White came into view and the smell from her
pregnant tits reached out to them that the puppies were reminded
what they were racing towards. Food.  

Eager mouths and sharp little teeth reached towards Snow White's
two swollen nubs and it turned out that the winners were Blue and
Green.  The Red and Yellow puppy whined and scratched
frustratedly at her, wherever they could reach, while their
brothers set about emptying every drop from Snow White.  There
was not a great deal available yet in any case so by the time
that the winners had wandered off for a burp things were a little
difficult for the two losers.

Once the bets had been sorted, the winners paid and the puppies
had been cleared away to their owner the way was clear for the
second and final stage of the night's work for Snow White.  She
was again returned to her working position on the frame and the
two queues returned to pick up again.  Slightly hesitantly at
first and then noisily again as the drink and the general
enthusiasm resumed.

The first night for the Open Door was held to have been a great
success and the dwarves had made more money than they had ever
seen before in their lifetime.  

With the final customer outside and the door to their house
firmly closed, Snow White was released and was back at her usual
routine in the kitchen making the dwarves their evening meal -
although this time for a change, no-one thought there was any
point in her putting her usual clothes on.  So Snow White worked
and cooked in the nude.

It was Grumpy who suggested that Snow White should now be made to
drink four large jugs of water every day to increase the amount
of milk in her breasts.  Sleepy and Sneezy led the discussion on
how to continue from this fabulous opening night and the need to
make sure that every week there was something new and special to
keep interest keen.  They were sure that the word would quickly
spread around the forest and about Edgetown.  They would make a
fortune.  But maybe they would begin to need extra girls.......

For her part as she served them their evening meal, later than
usual, Snow White realised that she had now grown quite used to
standing naked in front of them.  She was beginning to learn a
good deal about herself and her body and some of what she had
learned made her smile as she placed the full plates in front of
her seven friends.


Saturday - Dopey

Dopey was a sensualist.  He liked to take things slow and easy,
savouring the moment.  Which was why the middle of Saturday saw
him luxuriating in a warm, scented bath, seated face to face with
Snow White and with his small dwarf foot as far up inside her as
he could manage.  As he wriggled his toes against her inner walls
Snow White smiled lovingly back at him - he had always been one
of her favourites.  And, in any case, the warm foot felt rather
good and she was enjoying her day with him.

Dopey of course had a reputation for hardly ever speaking.  As
the youngest of the dwarves he had grown up entirely in the
enchanted forest and preferred to speak the language of his
childhood - the near silent language that the forest animals
spoke to each other and to humans who understood them.  He
managed fine and made himself quite clear to anyone he wished to
speak to.

He certainly had no trouble so far in arranging his first day
with Snow White.  It had begun outside in the morning sunshine. 
Dopey had oiled Snow White's naked body completely with light
baby oil and then she had returned the favour, before the two of
them had moved into a hammock stretched tightly between trees in
the warmth of the morning.  

And for an hour or two Dopey had indulged himself simply in the
soft pleasures of his naked flesh rubbing against Snow White's
naked flesh as they slid and slipped against each other.  The
girl found that she quickly relaxed into enjoying Dopey's firm
stroking as he explored all of her, piece by piece.  His fingers
seemed to find as much pleasure in things like her ears or the
gaps between her fingers, as he oiled and rubbed, as in the big
time of her treasures.  And as she slipped into a sensual slow
daze, her own fingers, by themselves quite naturally began to
move and rub over Dopey's body so that things moved along quite
nicely.

After the session in their hammock there had been an interval
based around introducing Snow White to the subtle pleasures of
drinking vodka with a variety of juices.  She had tried it with
orange juice, with cranberry and even with pineapple.  And
drinking had led in turn to chocolate.

For another hour or two the drunken girl had been stretched out
on her back, blindfolded, arms stretched out either side, while
assaulted by chocolate.  A giggling Dopey had started by teasing
her by trailing the chocolate around her lips, pressing it into
her tongue and then moving it away whenever she reached for it
with her mouth.  

Later the chocolate was held by Dopey in his mouth and used like
an extension of his tongue as he dipped it in and out of Snow
White's soft, moist, eager mouth.  And as the chocolate melted
between their two mouths, inevitably that led to chocolate
drenched kisses and intimacies of contact between their tongues.

Later still and Dopey was re-creating the celebrated Mars Bar
moment as a large, fat chocolate roll held firmly in his fist
began to melt in the heat generated by the rhythmic movement in
and out of Snow White's very open snatch.

And, although, it was a little hazy by that time, that led to
another phase with Dopey now lying across the top of Snow White
in classic 69 position, following the chocolate roll into her
with his tongue, as deeply as he could manage, while Snow White
sucked indulgently on the soft, firm flesh of his chocolate
flavoured tool.  

Life was good and that had led to time in the bath together, as
warm scented water cleaned away the last remaining smell and
taste of chocolate.  Dopey and Snow White felt very close to each
other, warmly safe in their intimacy.  Which was when the Wicked
Queen interrupted things by arriving noisily at the Dwarves'
Cottage.

With the help of her magic mirror, the Wicked Queen had of course
enjoyed keeping an eye on developments at the dwarves' cottage
over this last week.  Now she could not resist joining for a free
sample.

The Queen took in at once what was happening in the bath as her
eyes swept across the pink, hazy girl in her intimate bubble with
Dopey - and she approved.  The Queen smiled as she waved her
magic wand towards the couple and pulled up a chair to watch.

Snow White's blurred attention was caught by a sudden enlargement
inside her as the Queen's magic stretched out Dopey's foot and
she gasped to find herself so full and stretched inside.  At the
same time, Dopey's foot seemed to gain a burst of urgency and
began a new forceful attack on her inner channel.  Snow White
could have sworn that his big toe was now pushing hard up against
her womb as it thrust deeply into her.  She decided to close her
eyes and concentrate.

And whether it was the Queen's magic or just the steady sensual
advance through the afternoon, the orgasmic wave that finally
broke through Snow White's defenses was definitely the greatest
that she had ever experienced.  The amazed girl lay back in the
bath, mouth wide open, gasping for air as warm feelings gradually
pulsed and ebbed away inside her.  Dopey's foot slipped out and
seemed to return to its original size quite naturally.


"My, my.  Who's a naughty girl, then?" asked the Queen playfully.
 She gestured to Dopey.

"You.  Small fry.  Go and get me something good to drink while I
give this one what is coming to her." 

And while Dopey left the bath to dry and dress himself and to
find the Queen her drink, the magic wand was again waved lightly
in Snow White's direction.  She found herself unable to resist as
she climbed out of the bath, stark naked, rubbed herself down
with a towel and settled face down across the Queen's lap.  The
Queen's left hand closed easily around her hanging breasts as her
right hand began to slap hard into Snow White's inviting round
bottom.  

"Twenty slaps, I think, for being so rude" the Queen decided.  

Between each slap her right hand stroked the increasingly red
flesh at Snow Whites' rear while her left hand continued to pull
and tweak at her tits.  And the Queen smiled because she was very
happy to have at last begun to break her rival.

Dopey returned with the Queen's drink in a rather large glass
just as the final slap went home.  She told the dwarf that he
would not be needed for the next half hour and sent him away so
that she could play alone with Snow White.  But she was not
feeling cruel and knew that she had interrupted Dopey's day so
she promised him that when he returned after half an hour she
would give him a present.

Snow White by this time had moved away from the Queen's lap and
now knelt in front of her on the floor, quietly waiting for her
next instruction.  Her bottom hurt and her nipples were sore but
it wasn't too bad really.

"Open your mouth and show me your tongue, girl" ordered the Queen
sharply.  

When Snow White obeyed the Queen again waved her magic wand and
made adjustments.  Snow White found that her mouth, for the
moment at least, was fixed open and that her tongue began to
extend and thicken and then, most alarmingly, split down the
middle so the last 5 or 6 inches were forked like a giant snake's
tongue.   

"Perfect!" though the Queen and waved her wand again, this time
at the girl's mind.  There was now only a single thought in the
whole of Snow White's head which was how to give the awesome
Queen as much pleasure as she could possibly provide.

Sighing happily in anticipation the Queen pulled back her skirt
and sat back ready to take full advantage.  Snow White and her
magically enhanced tongue slipped towards her and the tongue set
to work.  Somehow the Queen was able to use her magical link to
remote control and direct the forked tongue, so that she could
move it mentally up or down a bit and could make it work slower
or faster as she chose.  The Queen gave herself up to indulgent
sensuality, made all the sweeter by knowing that it was her
conquered rival who was pleasuring her.

For the full half hour Snow White worked tirelessly and without a
break in her efforts to please her mistress.  So that by the time
Dopey returned the Queen had come three times and was in a
generous mood.  She even made Snow White's tongue normal again.

"So, little Dopey, what would you most like as a present from me?
 Tell me."

She listened to the almost silent reply and smiled.

"Just like all the men, eh?"  

And when she waved her wand at him Dopey felt things stir lower
down both length-wise and thickness-wise and knew that the other
dwarves were definitely not going to tease him again.

"And what about her?  Any requests?" checked the Queen, still
feeling generous.

She listened, smiled and waved her wand again at Snow White.  

"It's always the same, isn't it?" the Queen laughed.

Although Snow White hardly noticed at first her breasts were now
fuller and firmer and, even though gradually filling with milk
each day, stood high and proud.  Highly sensitive and with
perfect elasticity, the ideal mounds stood ready to play and
seeking attention.

And Snow White's IQ seemed to shade down more than a little. 
Maybe there was a hint of bimbo-ness starting and some
sluttishness too.  But they were just shades and spices showing
the bias of the great Queen's own mind. That would do for the
time being.

But that reached the limit of the Wicked Queen's generosity and
as she looked at her defeated rival she could not resist waving
her wand one more time at Snow White's face.  And the girl's nose
was no longer perfect but just a little too fat, too long and too
turned up.  It wouldn't put off the customers on Friday night of
course, but any girls would notice and the Magic Mirror would
definitely have to adjust its rankings.

Promising to keep an eye on how things developed, the Wicked
Queen departed back for her castle and Dopey was left to enjoy
the remainder of his first Saturday with Snow White.  

Perhaps it was the Snow Queen's magic or perhaps it was the
result of their sensual morning games together but Dopey found
that he now had a very willing partner who was 'up for anything'.
 The happy dwarf settled in to bed with her to road test his
promising new equipment.



And you are probably wondering if the Prince turned up to kiss
the sweet Snow White and rescue her.  Well of course he did turn
up and there was certainly some kissing but the Prince was
extremely happy to perform as the King of Clubs, taking Randy the
Woodman's place.  And afterwards he placed an order for 28 of the
packs of cards once they were finished so that he could send them
out to his friends next Christmas.  

In fact it turned out that the Prince enjoyed visiting the
dwarves and he commissioned a special photo to be sent on to him
with Snow White's dazed and open face covered in creamy royal
jizz and the knob of his dick in centre foreground to be made up
into a poster with the large words "someday my prince will come"
across the bottom.

And the next day was Sunday again and the girl belonged to Doc.









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