Fiery Fairytales: Goldilocks and the Three Bears
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After tasting their three bowls of porridge and sitting in their three chairs, Goldilocks went upstairs to find the Three Bears’ beds arranged in a row. She tried each of them to find that only the last one was small and comfortable enough for her petite figure, so she stripped out of her frilly blue dress before lying down to get some long-awaited rest.
The Three Bears returned home an hour later to find clear signs of intrusion and discovered a sleeping Goldilocks while investigating their house.
“Look at that girl in my bed! She must have eaten my porridge and broken my chair!” Baby Bear squealed as he pulled the covers back to reveal a naked and very vulnerable Goldilocks. “What should we do?”
Father Bear bared his teeth and growled while staring down at the young woman. “BURN THE THIEF!”
“Yes, let us burn this harlot,” Mother Bear agreed.
“A bonfire! Hooray!” Baby Bear squealed.
At that, the Mother and Father Bear pulled the now awake and terrified Goldilocks out of bed before dragging her kicking and screaming downstairs. Baby Bear did his part by retrieving her dress and following suit, since he knew that her belongings would have to be destroyed.
And so, the Three Bears soon gathered in the clearing outside their house, where they worked together to bind Goldilocks to her designated stake and gather some surplus firewood for her burning. All the while, the young woman trembled and pleaded for mercy.
“Please, let me go! I was hungry and tired! Anyone would do the same in my position!”
Unfortunately, the Three Bears could not understand her human tongue and simply carried on until her feet were obscured completely by wood. Goldilocks realized that her end was imminent and began to glance around in horror as her chest heaved rapidly.
“No. No…”
Father Bear crouched down near her lower legs and struck two pieces of flint together to start a fire. Then, he stepped back to accompany his wife and son in watching justice take its course.
What began as a mere flicker quickly became a small fire that pricked at Goldilocks dainty feet and made her whimper in pain and distress. She tried to lift her feet in succession to avoid the flames, but the heaviness of the wood prevented her from moving them even an inch.
The minutes passed by at an excruciatingly slow pace as the small fire grew to engulf everything around it and then reach further upwards. Goldilocks’ whimpers turned to desperate cries and eventually full-blown screams when the flames curled around her slender legs and found their way between her thighs.
“At last, she gets what she deserves,” Father Bear remarked in satisfaction.
“She is burning beautifully,” Mother Bear added with a fond smile.
“Can I throw the dress in now?” Baby Bear asked excitedly. Both of his parents nodded, so he made his way forward with the pretty garment and tossed it on the pyre. Immediately, the delicate fabric began to blacken and curl while serving as fresh fuel for the fire. It climbed higher upon having its fill of her once sweet womanhood and Goldilocks’ screams started to falter as a result of the restricted air. Sweat beaded and evaporated from her skin while she writhed in a last-ditch effort to free herself from the stake.
Her bouncing and swaying breasts caught fire. A moan escaped her lips that the Three Bears found difficult to discern as one of pleasure or agony, though that mystery became unimportant in the wake of Goldilocks’ breasts rupturing and her slender but womanly body losing its pleasant shape.
She ceased to breathe shortly afterwards, which caused her unconscious body to sag against its ropes as her long golden hair became a conduit for the flames to reach her scalp and face.
The greedy lips that had slurped up porridge earlier in the morning shriveled and shrunk into nothingness, leaving only a gaping hole where her mouth used to be. A similar fate soon befell her eyes as well. They burst in their sockets before running down her bony cheeks as a clear and thick fluid.
Thus marked the end of Goldilocks, and the Three Bears allowed her body to continue burning until the flames died down, then left her charred corpse on display as a warning to others who might dare to enter their home without permission.
The Three Bears returned home an hour later to find clear signs of intrusion and discovered a sleeping Goldilocks while investigating their house.
“Look at that girl in my bed! She must have eaten my porridge and broken my chair!” Baby Bear squealed as he pulled the covers back to reveal a naked and very vulnerable Goldilocks. “What should we do?”
Father Bear bared his teeth and growled while staring down at the young woman. “BURN THE THIEF!”
“Yes, let us burn this harlot,” Mother Bear agreed.
“A bonfire! Hooray!” Baby Bear squealed.
At that, the Mother and Father Bear pulled the now awake and terrified Goldilocks out of bed before dragging her kicking and screaming downstairs. Baby Bear did his part by retrieving her dress and following suit, since he knew that her belongings would have to be destroyed.
And so, the Three Bears soon gathered in the clearing outside their house, where they worked together to bind Goldilocks to her designated stake and gather some surplus firewood for her burning. All the while, the young woman trembled and pleaded for mercy.
“Please, let me go! I was hungry and tired! Anyone would do the same in my position!”
Unfortunately, the Three Bears could not understand her human tongue and simply carried on until her feet were obscured completely by wood. Goldilocks realized that her end was imminent and began to glance around in horror as her chest heaved rapidly.
“No. No…”
Father Bear crouched down near her lower legs and struck two pieces of flint together to start a fire. Then, he stepped back to accompany his wife and son in watching justice take its course.
What began as a mere flicker quickly became a small fire that pricked at Goldilocks dainty feet and made her whimper in pain and distress. She tried to lift her feet in succession to avoid the flames, but the heaviness of the wood prevented her from moving them even an inch.
The minutes passed by at an excruciatingly slow pace as the small fire grew to engulf everything around it and then reach further upwards. Goldilocks’ whimpers turned to desperate cries and eventually full-blown screams when the flames curled around her slender legs and found their way between her thighs.
“At last, she gets what she deserves,” Father Bear remarked in satisfaction.
“She is burning beautifully,” Mother Bear added with a fond smile.
“Can I throw the dress in now?” Baby Bear asked excitedly. Both of his parents nodded, so he made his way forward with the pretty garment and tossed it on the pyre. Immediately, the delicate fabric began to blacken and curl while serving as fresh fuel for the fire. It climbed higher upon having its fill of her once sweet womanhood and Goldilocks’ screams started to falter as a result of the restricted air. Sweat beaded and evaporated from her skin while she writhed in a last-ditch effort to free herself from the stake.
Her bouncing and swaying breasts caught fire. A moan escaped her lips that the Three Bears found difficult to discern as one of pleasure or agony, though that mystery became unimportant in the wake of Goldilocks’ breasts rupturing and her slender but womanly body losing its pleasant shape.
She ceased to breathe shortly afterwards, which caused her unconscious body to sag against its ropes as her long golden hair became a conduit for the flames to reach her scalp and face.
The greedy lips that had slurped up porridge earlier in the morning shriveled and shrunk into nothingness, leaving only a gaping hole where her mouth used to be. A similar fate soon befell her eyes as well. They burst in their sockets before running down her bony cheeks as a clear and thick fluid.
Thus marked the end of Goldilocks, and the Three Bears allowed her body to continue burning until the flames died down, then left her charred corpse on display as a warning to others who might dare to enter their home without permission.
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