Becky and the Three Bears - A Parody of Goldielocks

A Story by Cookie

Becky takes a nap at what she thought was the bears house. But things aren’t what they seem.

Becky and The Three Bears

A Parody of Goldilocks

Once upon a time, in a dense and quiet forest, there was a small cozy cottage where the dope man lived. Blecky had just left after scoring some top grade smack and was headed home. On her way, she decided she just couldn’t wait and had to find somewhere to do her thing. She wanted to get high and it was a long way home. Becky pulled into a little gas station and headed for the restroom like a hundred times before. She found a quiet stall, locked the door and then she did her shot.

There was another little cottage in the forest where three bears, Papa Bear, Mama Bear, and their little one, Baby Bear lived. They led a peaceful life. Never bothering anyone. They always were careful to lock their doors when they left for the day. But one afternoon, they forgot to latch it.

On the way home Becky noticed the little cottage and realized she hadn’t eaten. She was starving and being high, she didn’t care if it was her house or not. She pulled in the driveway and to her surprise the door was open. “Lucky for me”, she thought as she walked in and made her way to the kitchen. “Wow”’ she said aloud “Dinner is already on the table too”. “This is too perfect,” she thought.

Becky tried the first bowl. “Too hot!” she yelped, almost burning her tongue. The second bowl, though, was icy cold. Finally, she tried the last bowl, which was Baby Bear’s, and it was just right. Without another thought, she devoured the whole thing.

“ Since I’m here”, she thought, “I might as well see if there’s anything of value I might be able to trade to the dope man”. Before Becky has the chance to start her search she began to feel drowsy from eating the meal. Apparently the little bear was hell on wheels. He wouldn’t mind and momma bear just couldn’t take it day after day. She had put a little Xanax in baby bears food to calm him down unbeknownst to Becky. Becky was so sleepy she had to take a nap. She wandered upstairs and found three beds lined up. She tried the first one, but it was stiff and uncomfortable. The second was too soft, like she was sinking into a swamp. But the third bed, Baby Bear’s bed, was just right. She curled up in it, pulled the covers around herself, and before she knew it, she was fast asleep.

Suddenly she was awoken by what she thought were the Bear family returning home. There were loud shouts, banging and crashing. Then suddenly the door flew open. As she saw who was standing in the doorway her heart sank. You see, Becky had nodded out in the gas station bathroom and had dreamed her latest adventure. All was good until the gas station staff couldn’t get into the restroom for an hour and had called the sheriff who had broken down the door.

Luckily for Becky this was the Lincoln County Sheriff's Department. Her initial terror turned to a happy smile when she saw who was putting the cuffs on her. Instead of jail, Becky knew freedom was just a couple blowjobs away.

Becky may or may not have learned a lesson that day. She did however learn what lips on a penis could accomplish..

THE END