Erotic Fairy Tales: 5 Book Bundle

By Sable Collins

Your favorite fairy tales with an erotic twist!

This 5 book bundle contains:

Snow White & The Seven Horny Dwarfs
Little Red Riding Slut
Beast The Beauty
Goldilocks & The Three Beasts
Where The Wild Things Ravish

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sable Collins
• Release date: Jun 1, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463781746

Sable Collins

I write about dubious consent, cuckolding, lactation, lesbians, interracial sex and whatever else that strikes my fancy.I write stories to get people off.Some people say I'm a hack. Other people say they can't help touching themselves when ever they read one of my stories. Read and decide for yourself.

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BOOK ONE

Snow White & The Seven Horny Dwarfs

My name is Snow White, but you can call me Snow. You’ve probably heard of me. Well, that’s not surprising. My life has been kind of extraordinary so far. But a lot of what you think you know about me is wrong, so let me put the record straight.

I live with my father and stepmother in a castle on the edge of the Dark Forest. My father is the Earl. He’s not a very important Earl, he doesn’t get to visit the King much and we rarely have many visitors to our castle, though that is mostly down to my stepmother, Melissa. I’ll tell you more about her later.

I never knew my mother. She died giving birth to me. I have a portrait of her in my room, and I look at it sometimes. She looks like me; the same fair skin, the same raven-dark hair, the same big brown eyes, and the same face. But my father says I am even prettier, though until recently I thought that he was just saying that to make me happy.

In fact, my father once told me that my mother was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, though before he said it, I saw him look both ways to make sure that my stepmother wouldn’t hear him. My father is a good man, and I couldn’t wish for a more generous parent, but his only fault is that he is too frightened to stand up to Melissa.

He isn’t the only one. All of the servants are terrified of her. Some even call her a witch and say that she has evil powers. I don’t believe that, of course, although sometimes I do wonder whether there is something slightly supernatural about her. For a start, she dresses almost entirely in black. Sometimes it is black leather and sometimes it is black silk with an elaborate black veil, but black is definitely her favorite color. She was obviously quite glamorous in her day, and I suppose she has a good figure still, though she wears way too much make-up for a woman of her age.

From what I have been able to find out, originally she was some kind of minor royalty, but had her title stripped from her for some scandal or other, though I have not yet been able to find out what. I know that she hates me, for sure, because she has more or less told me. She hasn’t spelled it out for me, and she is always careful to speak kindly to me when my father is around – putting on a ludicrous over-the-top voice and calling me ‘Sweetie’ and ‘Lovely’. But when he isn’t there or she thinks he isn’t looking, she sneers at me or pulls a sour face.

I didn’t know why she didn’t like me until I happened to speak to one of the old servants, Bruno, our butler. Bruno is a sweet man, though he really should have retired. My father offered him a place on the estate, with a servant of his own to look after him, but he refused. One night, when I was in the library, I asked Bruno about my mother. He shuffled over to shut the library door, making sure that we were alone, then he sat down and told me what happened.

My mother had asked the Gods to give her a child who was more beautiful than the driven snow. And the Gods had answered. But there was a price to pay for my mother’s request. The Gods took her life, and they cursed me with a lifetime of jealousy.

But I am not beautiful, I replied, puzzled. And I am not cursed with jealousy.

Old Bruno smiled and took my hand. My dear. You are the most beautiful girl in the kingdom. Everyone thinks so. Including your stepmother. And the jealousy is burning her up inside. You must be careful, be wary, Snow, never let your guard down around that woman. She is pure evil.

I thought he was exaggerating about Melissa. I mean, I knew she wasn’t the world’s best stepmother and she seemed to dislike me, but evil? And surely she couldn’t be jealous of me? I was just a girl.

But although I didn’t believe Bruno at first, I found that I was thinking about it more and more. Was I really pretty? I didn’t think I was. I led a pretty sheltered life at the castle, but surely there were far more beautiful princesses than me out there?

One night, while I was getting ready for bed, I stopped and looked at myself in the mirror. My skin was pale and soft, I had to admit, and my lips were full, kind of cherry colored and ripe looking. I had a slender waist too, and although I had hated my breasts for a long time, I