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In addition, the Blue Fairy also answered another one of Geppeto's wishes, to overcome his ED disability. (MFmf- teens, ped, 1st, voy, fant, rom, movie-parody) *** From Jiminy Cricket: Dear Mother Goose, I understand that everyone knows about me and Pinocchio, where the Blue Fairy, with her magical powers, turned Pinocchio in stages from a wooden puppet into a real boy, and that she gave me human traits so as to be his conscious during the transition. The reason the Fairy did this was to grant a wish to reward Geppetto for a lifetime of hard work as a good and gentle man. Geppetto was an aging man, a woodcarver artisan and a clock maker, with a talent for creating wonderful looking puppets and clocks in his shop. However, when he was a young man he got seriously ill once, and that illness left him handicapped all his life with an inability to use his manhood for love making. Consequently, he never married and never had any children. He worked hard in his shop, and would watch with envy as other parents came by his shop with their children in tow. Those little boys and girls would mutter amazements about the beautiful mechanical motions of his handcrafted clocks. They would shriek with delight as Geppetto demonstrated the uses of the puppets. As he built those little wooden puppets, he would look with awe at the beauty of his artwork and wish one of the puppets were a real live boy, someone he could share his life with. That is the basis of the story you know, the story that was turned into a movie. Geppetto's family in his shop was a bashful goldfish Cleo and a kitten Figaro. The story began one evening when he just finished making the wooden puppet he named Pinocchio. Before going to bed he looked out the window at the bright twinkling star, knelt down a made a wish upon a star that Pinocchio could become a real boy. He didn't really think it could happen, but he could dream about it, couldn't he. What the movie didn't mention was Geppetto's other wish. He would watch young couples snuggling in the park or when they came in his shop. Although he was unable to get an erection, he understood the pleasures he was missing. He tried courting a few young ladies in his younger years, but they all moved on when they found out he lacked the ability to perform. He had a few books with pictures, but other that stimulating the urges; he was unable to do anything about it. He couldn't even relieve his arousal tensions by hand, so it was all an exercise in frustration. Not only did he wish for a son, he also wished for a miracle to allow him to know the pleasures of a woman. If you remember the movie, that night the Blue Fairy came to the shop while Geppetto was sleeping, and with me as the witness, she sprinkled her fairy dust on the puppet Pinocchio, magically bringing him to life. Appointing me as his conscious, she tells him if his behavior remains good he will one day become more than a self-aware puppet, he will become a real eight-year- old boy. There were promises made, and then the Blue Fairy disappeared back into the night sky for the evening. Adjusting to his new unfamiliar life as a boy- like puppet, Pinocchio made so much noise that he woke Geppetto, nearly giving Geppetto a panic attack that a burglar was in the house. That reaction quickly changed to overwhelming joy when he found Pinocchio had become a live puppet, and answer to one of his wishes. The next day Geppetto started Pinocchio's life as a boy by sending him off to school, with me as his good conscious, following. However, Pinocchio quickly got diverted into trouble when Big John and his retarded sidekick Gideon, a couple of good-for-nothings, saw what he was, and led him off to a puppet carnival instead of school. They sold him to a puppet master, who had him perform on stage then locked him up, and that's where the story is gets to be a little different from the movie. I eventually helped him escape the cage he was in. We got him home later than he should be. The Blue Fairy appeared again just as we were being greeted by Geppetto. Geppetto was so thrilled we were back that his eyes were watering over his smiles. He was taken aback at the sudden appearance of the Blue Fairy, awash with her own glow, pretty as an angel, golden wavy hair, blue eyes, delicate translucent blue tinted wings, and wearing a flowing blue opaque dress that highlighted her lithe feminine figure underneath. Geppetto stared with a dumbfounded expression as the smiling fairy. Ignoring all else, the fairy addressed Pinocchio, asking if he had been a good boy that day. Before I could react as his conscious, Pinocchio fibbed to her that he had been good all day. Abruptly his nose started to grow longer. The Blue Fairy stood before him with her hands on her hips, and said, "Oh, my." Pinocchio fibbed again, and when he did his nose stuck out several more inches. Since he stood only waist high to the Blue Fairy, the nose pressed into her opaque dress right at the front of her hips. Pinocchio stuttered when she asked more questions about his day, only to mutter more little white lies. The nose shot out, pressing hard into the fairy's femininity. Pinocchio was scared about what was happening. The Blue Fairy stood briefly speechless as the wooden nose pushed her dress materials into the folds of her vaginal lips. To Geppetto's amazement, she demonstrated a sensual arousal to the probing wooden nose. Her face flushed, brightened, and starting emitting fairy dust sparkles. Her body quivered, and her gossamer wings involuntarily fluttered. She smiled, and then reached to hold his head in place as he began to tremble. "Pinocchio," She allowed him to back away, "Every time you lie your nose will grow. Do you want this to happen?" Without any apparent reaction other than a smile of satisfaction, she adjusted her dress to remove it from being caught between he legs. Pinocchio then cried a little as he explained what had really happened that day. On hearing the truth, the Blue Fairy granted him, and me, a second chance, and using her magic powers, returned his nose to normal size. Geppetto watched all this confrontation with amazement. He was thrilled that his little Pinocchio was back, but he was also excited that such a lovely Fairy was before him reacting to the erotic probing of the nose. Surprising him, Geppetto's manhood rose to attention, tenting the front of his pants. He could not recall that ever happening before. He blushed, and chose not to speak of her inadvertent enticing display. He was too embarrassed to mention anything about her reaction to the erotic probing of Pinocchio's nose or about his new arousal. He thanked her for bringing home his Pinocchio, for using her magic to give him life. The Blue Fairy was able to read Geppetto's unspoken thoughts. She smiled at him tenderly. "Geppetto, you have been a kind, honest, hard working man all your life. I came to your home to grant you the wishes you prayed for. You may want to know that I am a fairy, not an angel, and as a fairy I can share myself with you to fulfill your other wish." With a wave of her hand, she created several servings of lasagna with fruits and bread on the table for all of us, as she finally spoke to Geppetto. "Mister Geppetto, what you found last night in Pinocchio is an answer to your wish for your puppet to become a real boy. He will be a boy some day soon when he proves himself, but it will take time." She directed everyone to sit down for the food. "This magical answer to my wish for my own little boy thrills me tremendously," He found a bottle of red wine to go with the meal; "I thank you so much more than I can say." With that we had a delicious meal, and for the first time in a long time there was the silly humor of a child at the table, there was a woman to share the meal and a few glasses of wine with. They shared tender and humorous stories about his artistic efforts as a wood carver and clock maker, and her tales of life as a fairy. Shortly after dinner, they put Pinocchio to sleep. That's when I figured the Blue Fairy would disappear into the sky. She did not go yet. "I am also here to grant your second wish." She sipped his wine, "You have been a good man all your life, a lonely life without the pleasures of a woman. Tonight, I offer your first experience." "You're a very pretty lady," Geppetto responded, "It aroused me so to see your reaction to Pinocchio's nose. I have been alone all my life because when I was a boy I was sick with an ailment that prevented me from being able to please women. Was this arousal part of your magic?" She sprinkled her fairy dust on him, then whispered, "Oh Geppetto, I knew what you wished for and why. Now, you will no longer have to worry about not being able to please women who want to know you." Geppetto watched the Blue Fairy as she sparkled before him, her blue dress changing from an opaque to a translucent material that revealed and accented her feminine charms underneath. He sensed a resurging of his arousal, his manhood growing like Pinocchio's nose, pushing hard within his trousers. He blushed. "Miss Fairy, this is embarrassing for me. I've grown old always treating the women I meet like ladies, trying not to think of damaging their honor. You make this very difficult tonight." She looked around to ensure that Pinocchio was sleeping as he should be. Pinocchio was sleeping soundly. So were Figaro and the goldfish. I pretended to be asleep, but I was watching. The Blue Fairy reached over to kiss his cheek. "Geppetto, I have been watching you for a long time. You are good to neighbors, to children, to animals. Despite you limitation, I find you appealing and sexy. I am willing to share myself with you if you would want that." Geppetto said nothing. He swallowed and blushed a little more. He nodded his head to indicate that he found her appealing. Sparkling with fairy dust, she smiled and fluttered her little wings. She squatted before him, loosened the rope he used as a belt, and let his pants drop to his feet. For the first time his manhood sprang from the pants to a rigid attention pointing straight out. As he stood with quivering knees, she reached out to touch it as gently as a feather. She then wrapped her hand around the shaft and began rubbing it up and down. Geppetto, unfamiliar with the electric sensations of this arousal, began to shake as a little liquid dribbled out. He was afraid he was about to pee on the beautiful fairy, and started to speak when an uncontrolled eruption burst out of his manhood like a white sticky hose blast. He closed his eyes as a second and third ejaculation spurt blasted from him He had to steady his stand by holding her shoulder to keep from falling. When he looked down, he found her translucent blouse was a mess with his eruptions. She was ignoring the soiling as she continued to pump his manhood with happy abandon. Finally, his eruptions dribbled to an end, and she helped him sit back on his bed. She waved her sparkling hand in a way that magically cleaned his mess, then she whispered, "I can't have you on top of me because my wings get pinched, but if you lay down on the bed, I'll show you what you've been missing all your life." It was hard not for me to watch, and what I saw stirred my passion to find a friendly female cricket to do these things for me. It was most entertaining. Geppetto lay on the bed, naked below the waist, his manhood still maintaining a rigid attention. The fairy made her clothes go away, exposing shapely hips, petite shapely breasts topped with cherry-like nipples. She fluttered her wings, lifting herself over him, in a way that he braced her chest with his hands, thumbs massaging the breasts. She kissed him again, and then dropped herself so that his stiff manhood slid through the bulging pubic lips of her warm, moist vulva. She slowly rolled and rotated her hips against his, once again arousing his primitive passions. Then she spread her legs a little, reached between them to grasp and guide his manhood into her warm quivering love canal, and then she started pumping her hips up and down on his. From the sounds coming from both of them, I think she was using her love canal muscles in a most stimulating way, because in a few minutes both were squealing with delight, and the white gooey sticky stuff was flowing out of their hips. She relaxed on to him for both to catch their breath, then after several peaceful moments she began repeating what she had already done. A half hour later, she got off of him. She waved her sparkling hand to make the ejaculation mess disappear. A second wave of her hand redressed her the way she had been. "Geppetto, tonight's pleasure of a woman was a gift for you. From this day on you will be able to please any lady who likes your charms. When Pinocchio has earned the right to be a real boy, to be your son, you will need the help of a lady to be a mother for him. This will help you convince a lady to join you." With that she transformed into a ball of light, and then floated out the window and up into the night sky. The movie made clear about the next day. Pinocchio went off to school again, with me in hot pursuit. Once more he encountered those same good for nothings from the day before. They sold Pinocchio to a flesh trader who took Pinocchio, along with a wagon full of wayward runaway boys, to Pleasure Isle. On Pleasure Isle those runaway boys were encouraged to misbehave in any way they thought of. They broke stain glass windows, cursed, smoked cigars, started rumbles with other boys just to beat someone up, cheated and lied to each other. The movie didn't mention that also at Pleasure Isle were young prostitutes tasked with corrupting the wayward boys brought to the facility. I watched as a smiling, playful, pretty teenage lass, who called herself Gina, took an interest in the walking talking wooden puppet. She laughed, teasing him that he wasn't much, only a wooden model of a boy. Embarrassed, he responded that he was real. She gasped at the sight of his nose growing out a few inches. It grew a few more inches when he explained that nothing was wrong with his nose. Gina grinned at his predicament, then asked, "Does a wooden boy have a wee-wee that changes, too?" She looked for the tell-tale bulge in his britches, but nothing happened there, though his nose grew a few more inches when he said he was normal. Testing his ability to get aroused, she asked, "Have you ever played with a girl before?" Gina lifted her short skirt to expose creamy colored hips with no underpants to obscure the view tight, hairless, glistening pussy lips. Pinocchio gulped, smiled, and then said he'd played with lots of girls naked. His nose grew out a little more. Gina laughed at what she was beginning to comprehend, took Pinocchio to a couch to lay down with little vagina exposed, and dared him to smell her pussy. He didn't want to appear a scaredy-cat, so he put his face to her hips, the lengthy nose spreading the lips, sliding across Gina's nub. Pinocchio was happy that she was pleased with the wooden stimulation, and he mentioned that the moistening opening smelled like salty cheese. He wished he had boy's parts, but wanted to make her happy, so he pushed his nose into the opening, and at Gina's urging, he pushed the nose as far as it would go without hurting her. She started squealing wildly, holding his head, while he tried to nod his head, but instead started a series of involuntary sneezes. After a few moments of this, Gina started bursting with liquid climaxes coating the nose, and Pinocchio had to withdraw to save his lengthy wooden snout. As his conscious, I kept trying to tell him we needed to get away from these wayward boys. He agreed that he was being bad, and should leave. Just as we started to escape, a transformation began changing all the boys. Their mischievous acts triggered magic at the Isle, transforming those boys into jackasses. Once they were transformed, the jackasses were sent to work in the mines. Pinocchio knew he was doing wrong, and escaped with my help, but not before he was partially transformed to a jackass. When we got back to Geppetto's, we found the place abandoned. A note appeared for us from the Blue Fairy that Geppetto, along with Figaro and Cleo, had set out to find their lost Pinocchio, that they were trapped, but alive, inside the belly of a whale. Pinocchio set out with determination to rescue them from the whale, which he did, and by risking everything to save Geppetto, he earned not only another chance, but was transformed into a real boy. That's where the movie story ends. The movie left out the changes the Blue Fairy made in Pinocchio when he converted from a living wooden puppet to a flesh and blood real child. She made certain that Pinocchio would not share Geppetto's fate; unhappiness of a life without females. Pinocchio made friends at school, with his happy behavior, but especially with a little girl classmate named Aurora. Pinocchio tried to please everyone, especially pretty nine year old Aurora, whom he liked to share recess snacks with. Aurora's widowed mother, Maria, was a dress maker who had come to Geppetto many times in the past to have mannequins made for fashion display. Aurora liked the boy. They liked to joke and play games with the other children during recess and lunch break. They were playtime friends. A week later, Gina, from Pleasure Isle, came by the school one day to get her little brother. Recognizing Pinocchio in the playground as the living puppet she had entertained before, she decided to have a little fun by teasing him. She joined a group of children in the playground, and then announced with a laugh that she knew Pinocchio when he was a wooden puppet, that his nose would grow when he misbehaved. Pinocchio covered his nose with his hands to avoid embarrassment, but she kept on teasing him. She lifted her skirt to display that she was wearing no panties, thinking that would stimulate the nose growth as before. Pinocchio hadn't told a lie, so his nose didn't grow, but the sight of Gina's bare little pussy did stimulate a boys sexual arousal growth. Like a wooden post pushing from between his legs, his little boy's penis pushed his trousers taut, and then poked a hole through them. The long rod stuck out about ten inches from the hole it had created, much like his nose had grown earlier. The children at the playground reacted; all the other boys pointed and laughed. The girls blushed and ran away to avoid embarrassment. Caught by surprise, Pinocchio started crying, then ran away to the nearby woods, with me in hot pursuit as fast as I could hop. Surprised and empathetic, Aurora followed her young friend to where he was crying beside a tree. She offered him her sympathies. Pinocchio was embarrassed, and asked her to go away, but she knew he needed a friend at that moment to understand. Facing the tree to hide his face and his exposed embarrassment, he listened as she told him she was like him. She used to be a mannequin for Maria, a dress maker, a lonely dressmaker who wanted her own little girl. Just like Geppetto's experience, the Blue Fairy appeared one night three years ago and changed Aurora in stages from a wooden mannequin to a living little girl. Hearing a similar story to his own, Pinocchio stopped crying, and turned to face her. She blushed at the sight of his long, hard member protruding through the hole in his pants. She wanted to get away, that being her young girl's instinctive reaction, but she realized the situation was beyond Pinocchio's control. Aurora explained that when the Blue Fairy gave her life two years ago with a young girl's understanding, that knowledge included a woman's awareness of gender sexual differences. Not only that, she had once stayed a week with at her uncle's farm and he taught her how to use her feminine charms to make men happy. She instinctively knew what Pinocchio's surprise erection was all about. He would need to relieve the arousal for it to relax. She explained that in fact she felt herself was getting warm and wet while looking at the rounded head of the penis stick out in front of her. He blushed and tried to cover it with his hands. Aurora asked him to take off his pants, and she would try to repair the hole with safety pins she had in her pockets. He was reluctant and embarrassed, but she was wise enough about the predicament that she knew how to get him to do what she asked. She offered to remove her own skirt, where she would be as exposed as he. He watched her as she gripped the waistband of her skirt with her fingers, and slid it down her legs. She followed by dropping her panties. Aurora then stood bare hips before him with the smooth bare slit of a schoolgirl before him. He had stopped whimpering, and began gawking at her in awe. He felt strange urges inside himself that he did not understand. His rod grew a few more inches, to an extra-long little boy's manhood. It began throbbing from the unfamiliar desire to mate. Aurora had him sit against the tree, where she knelt in front of him close enough for them to touch each other's pubic region. She reached out with her hand to grasp the rod, and began masturbating her young friend. Pinocchio had no inclination the pleasure her touch would bring, but he liked. As she whipped his rod, he leaned back with a silly smile at such a wondrous feeling. It did not take to many strokes until he started squirting his love juices in explosive streams that seemed to continue for some time. Finally, the squirting subsided, although his rod remained long and hard. She mentioned to him it probably wouldn't relax unless he exhausted it inside a girl. She was concerned that, being so long and hard, it might hurt her, so they would control it be trying to mate standing erect. Because of previous experience with her uncle, Aurora knew about male arousal, and was able to determine what Pinocchio needed. Looking at his lengthy young boy's penis arousal started her own juices flowing. After he removed his trousers, she sat herself on a fallen log, positioning her hips at the same height as his. Taking him by the hand, she directed him to stand between her legs. She then guided his rod within her labia lips, sliding it across her little clitoris, and then into her throbbing opening. With his hands on her shoulders, she pulled his buttocks cheeks, pushing him in deeper as she used her love muscles to massage the probing inside her. She began moaning with the delightful insertion she hadn't felt since her uncle moved away. She lifted her face to kiss her friend. A fast learner, Pinocchio's breathing became loud and chaotic, as he adjusted to what was happening, and began pumping his hips against hers. It all felt so wonderful, though he soon found that his long rod hit a limit with several inches remaining. Pinocchio mutter "Wow!" as she rotated her hips to force her very tight vagina to accept the intrusion. She could sense him growing longer inside her. It felt good, but worried her. Finally, she sensed repeated pressure of his slamming into her uterus. She had taken as much of him as she could, and there were several inches remaining between their conjoined hips. Fearful of hurting herself, she persuaded Pinocchio to back off a few inches, so that they could continue without exceeded her depth limits. That worked. Pinocchio pumped his hips forward and backwards, heightening his arousal to a crest, while Aurora used her vaginal muscles to pulsate against his pumping rod. She squealed in delight at a series of female climaxes. Finally, she felt Pinocchio's warm eruption filling her insides, as he moaned in overjoyed delight. White sticky liquid oozed out of their joined genitals and over her thigh. His long, hard rod loosened, shrinking back to normal size. She pushed him back from her, letting his now messy limp protrusion drop out of her. She smiled at the sight of it as she braced herself to catch her breath. He lay there thinking about it, telling her how wonderful it was. However, she knew they had to get back to school. She dressed herself again, reached in her pocket for the safety pins to repair his pants, and then helped him get dressed. Back at the schoolyard other children tried teasing Pinocchio when they returned, but he was too happy to let it bother him. When school was finished, he went home to Geppetto, telling about his torn pants. I wasn't certain how Geppetto would react to an explanation of Aurora's help, but Pinocchio only told about his unexpected reaction to Gina, ending with the fact that Aurora had fixed his pants with safety pins. Geppetto had him change, and was going to lecture him about how to deal with girls, when a visitor arrived at the shop. It was Maria, the dressmaker, with her daughter Aurora. Maria was a thin and pretty dark haired woman of forty. Assuming she was there to order another mannequin, he had several all ready made to show her. She waved off his sales pitch, and then asked Geppetto if he remembered her daughter, Aurora. Geppetto feigned ignorance, so Maria explained that Aurora had been one of Geppetto's wooden mannequins three year earlier, that the Blue Fairy used magic to change her into a live little girl, just the same thing that she just found out happened to Pinocchio. When Aurora came home with her tale of helping Pinocchio, Maria understood theirs was a new friendship to nurture, so she was in the shop to offer friendship. She wanted to invite Geppetto and Pinocchio to her place for dinner. Surprised and overjoyed at the revelations, Geppetto accepted the invitation. That evening they all shared a delicious lasagna dinner by candlelight at Maria's shop. Geppetto and Maria entertained each other with one another's stories and a shared bottle of red wine until later than they should have been. When they realized how late it was, they found that the two children had fallen asleep on the sofa, and were deeply snoring. Maria stopped Geppetto from waking Pinocchio to go home, urging them to spend the night at her home. They could return home in the morning. So they removed shoes and outer wear from Aurora and Pinocchio, covered the children, and tucked them in on the couch. Maria prepared a bed for Geppetto in a spare room, let him use an unsold night shirt, then permitted him to go to bed. Several hours later, Maria woke Geppetto from a deep slumber to tell him she had just been visited by the Blue Fairy. The Blue Fairy made clear about Geppetto's second wish. If he wanted, she would share her charms that night. Smiling at the luck of this unexpected opportunity, an arousal bulge pushed up his blanket. It got even harder when Maria stripped her own clothes, pulled back his blanket, and climbed on top of him. With his new found ability to get an erection, she slid down on his manhood, and then began riding him like a horse. She climaxed multiple times until he burst loose inside her. They separated, got up and cleaned the sticky mess with a rag, then got aroused again. He had her bend over the bed so that he could slide he new erection between her legs. Slipping and sliding through the lips of her labia and stimulating her clitoris, she was ready for deeper penetration. She reached between her legs to guide him into her love tunnel. Fully engaged, he pumped into her vigorously until his ejaculation burst deep within once more. What they did not realize when they started is that the bed had a squeaky spring, then they ignored it once they were going. The noise of the spring woke Pinocchio and Aurora. Surprised that they had been put to sleep on the sofa, they got up to quietly check what was causing the noise. Astonished to see their Mama Maria and Papa Geppetto bent over the spare bed, naked, coupled with vigorous copulation, they started to giggle. Then Pinocchio's arousal reaction began to make his pants bulge. Realizing what was happening, Aurora backed him away from the door to the bedroom, reached down and pulled his pants down. Taking him by the hand, she led him back to the sofa, had him lay down with his long erection sticking straight up, and then snuggled on top of him with her legs squeezing his member tightly against her slit. As they pushed and rocked against each other, she got warmer and wetter with pleasurable impulses surging through her body. Pinocchio could feel a pulsating crescendo approaching. Before he could release it, she spread her legs, guided him into her, dropped as far as she could go, then rolled with him to continue their love making side by side. At this point it was time for me to hop away. I wanted to find a ladybug of my own to make me happy. The Blue Fairy visited me later to explain that all four of them were living together, happily ever after. END This fantasy sexual parody of a popular fairy tale was written as a fictional creative erotic flight of imagination. The author does not condone actual sexual conduct with children. However, literary sexual fiction is comparable to crime story gangsters killing of opponents. Both add to exciting fiction, but both in real life are immoral, dangerous, and wrong; those adventures should remain fiction. Additional Jack Rabbit erotic Fairy Tale parodies posted Alice In Wonderland Peter Pan Pinocchio Snow White Chronicles (Kristen Archives, Directory: Just First Time Stories) Wolf 1, Grandma(Kristen Archives, Directory: 52) Wolf 2, Hansel & Gretel (Kristen Archives, Directory: 52) Wolf 3, Jack (Kristen Archives, Directory: 52) Wolf 4, Ten Little Indians (Kristen Archives, Directory: 52) Wolf 5, Three Little Pigs (Kristen Archives, Directory: 52) Wolf 6, Red Riding Hood (Kristen Archives, Directory: 52) *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - TV, Sitcom & Movie Archive