Pest Control in the Garden (TEASER)

by TDMalpha

This story contains: torture, rape, lolicon, toddlercon, furry, lots of gynophagia, cannibalism, harem elements, slavery (willing and non), fantasy elements, a dystopian society, lots of blood and gore, amputations, pretty girls being cooked/eaten alive and a storyline somewhere in among all the smut.
Day One


Evening was coming on, so it was time to check the traps in the back yard. That's where Dranix's garden was. He was very proud of the work he'd put into it, and the plethora of herbs and vegetables he grew there. Though he was a predator, and ate mostly meat, he still liked to add to the flavor of his dishes with what he grew in the garden he'd been tending for years now.

The problem with growing food is that it attracted pests that liked to eat it even more than he did. Critters like mice, rabbits and even the occasional fox would raid his garden, eating and ruining what they didn't eat. Then there was the fay creatures, such as imps, fairies, elves and even gnomes that would sometimes either raid for food, or tear up crops just because they felt like it.

Most of the pests he caught were female. For some reason, they either didn't want their males going out and risking themselves, or the males were just too lazy or smart to get in much trouble.

On his way out the back door, he grabbed a couple bags he'd put whatever he'd caught overnight in. He also grabbed a short club he'd made. Sometimes they didn't want to go in the bags, and liked to put up a fight about it. They never won those fights. Dranix was seven feet tall, and a dragon-kin. There wasn't many creatures out there that could put up much of a fight against him.

The sun was just sinking behind the trees of the woods that bordered his property, sending down rays of sunlight to wash over the bright greens of his extensive garden. He didn't waste time admiring the beautiful day, but instead made a bee line to the back left corner of the garden, where he'd set up the first of five traps he'd set last evening. He'd move them to new locations after he cleared them, to keep the pests from figuring out where to avoid.

As he grew close to where he'd set the trap, he heard the squeaking that meant he's caught a mouse or rat. And when he got closer, he was proven right in his thinking. Inside the cleverly camouflaged metal cage, was a mouse-girl. She was about three foot tall, had large breasts, covered in a fine down of gray fur except for the nipples. She had the typical naked tail, whiskers and large ears of her kind.

She tried to hide in the corner of the live trap, her whiskers quivering in fear, along with her arms and legs. She held her tail in front of her naked body, like a shield.

Nice! Dranix thought. I love the feeling of their fur. So soft. He also liked that they never fought back, so he could have a little fun with her while he was going through the rest of his trap line. He unzipped his jeans, pulling out his large cock, and after a moments concentration, he shrank it to a size that wouldn't break the sexy pest.

Bending down, he opened the cage and reached inside. The mouse didn't move a muscle, other than to close her eyes as he wrapped a big hand around her waist and pulled her out. She kept her eyes closed, and her knees bent up to her body. Her hands went over her head, as if they could protect her from what was to come.

He brought her up to get a better look at her tasty looking body. He nuzzled against her soft chest, enjoying the feel of her soft fur against his nose and lips. He ran his tongue out to taste her tits, enjoying the feel of her fear-stiffened nipples over the rough surface of the muscular member.

The scent of fear that washed off her small body stiffened his dick, and when he turned her over and inhaled, the scent of her sex had him salivating. Her whipping tail caught his attention, and he caught it with his free hand, lifting it up to gaze at her exposed tail-hole. His tongue snaked out and ran over both her tender lower lips, and even teased her puckered asshole.

He lowered her trembling body to the tip of his shaft, and after lining up, plunged her down on it, hilting inside of her in one motion. She let out a cry of surprise as his length filled her completely. Her eyes sprang open, and she looked down to where their bodies were joined, then up at Dranix's face, as if to ask how this was even possible, seeing as she'd caught a glimpse of how large he was before he'd shrunk himself to not destroy his new fucktoy.

Mice couldn't talk, but he'd found that they seemed to understand what he said to them, so what he said to her would be understood. “Don't worry, little mouse. I'm not going to kill you just yet. Hell, I might even keep you for a few days, if you manage to please me.”

Her hands clenched before her mouth, she nodded her understanding, her white hair bobbing with the motion. Dranix smiled and pulled her body part way off his shaft, then slid her body back over his length. The mouse's eyes closed at the feeling of this huge creature's hard cock sliding into her tight passage, and she quivered in delight at the feeling it gave her. She made up her mind right then, to do whatever she could to stay alive. And hopefully get to feel this cock inside her again.

Dranix watched with a smile on his face as the mouse raised her hands to his abs, rubbing them with her small, furry hands. Her little nails scraping his scales in a pleasant manner. She even smiled up at him as he used her body as a sextoy. She even tried to wrap her legs around his waist. He returned her good behavior by rubbing his thumb over her stiff little nipples. She let out a squeaky little moan as she came from the combo of his dick rubbing her insides, and his thumb rubbing her tits.

He felt her little body clench around his shaft as she climaxed, and that brought him over the edge and with a grunt, his balls spasmed and he spurted into her, his seed spilling out as her body was just too small to hold all of it.

As white fluid dripped out onto the ground, he looked down to see a wide smile on the mouse-girl's face, her eyes closed and her cheek pressed against his stomach. He pulled her gently off his cock, and saw that her belly bulged out from all the cum she took from him. He rubbed her stomach, and a trail of his cum spilled out as she deflated a little. It seemed she liked the feeling of his cum draining from her nether lips, and rubbed her legs together.

“Much better than being tossed in a stew, wouldn't you say little mouse?” He asked her. She responded with a happy sigh, and a tired nod.

“Would you like for what just happened to happen many more times?”

This time, her nod was more enthusiastic, and he could tell that this little pest was going to stick around, at least till something better showed up in one of his traps. “Then I want you to help me catch more of your kind. And before you answer, just know that I won't ask you to take me to your family den. I'm only concerned about those that raid my garden. Just point me to were they like to come into my garden.”

She looked a little worried at that, then mimed someone biting and chewing something, then pointed at him, then her. “Am I going to eat them? (she nodded) Most likely. You're lucky I found you so sexy, or you'd already be in one of these sacks, on your way to my oven or stove top. Maybe even my grill!”

She sighed, nodded her understanding, then pointed to a spot about halfway along the left wall of his garden. He brought her up to his shoulder and had her put her legs around the back of his head. “Hold on tight. If you fall or jump, I'll take that for you trying to escape, and I won't even wait to cook you, I'll just eat you on the spot, understand?”

She gave a meek noise, indicating she understood. He picked up the cage that he'd caught her with, and carried it over to where she continued to point. When he reached the spot, he saw that there was a faint trail, and she was likely telling the truth about it being a favorite spot for them to get into the garden.

As he set up the trap, he berated himself for having missed this spot, but he was glad that he had his own pet traitor cluing him into how they were getting in. From what he could see, the traffic was heavy enough, that he might get lucky and even trap more than one by next morning!

Once it was set up, he continued along the wall until he reached the next trap. This one was still empty, so he shrugged and continued on to the fourth trap. That one was at the opposite corner from where he'd found his new pet. Even before he got to it, he could tell that he'd caught something, and from the cursing he heard, he knew it had to be either an elf or a gnome. The other kinds of pests he came across in his traps either didn't talk at all, or they didn't curse like a drunk sailor, like this one was doing. He also heard some crying interspersed with the cursing.

When he uncovered the concealing foliage from the trap, he saw that he'd caught TWO pests. A mother gnome, and her preteen daughter! He was thrilled with this turn of events, as not only were gnomes some of his favorite prey, but he'd managed to stop two pests from raiding his garden at one time.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34629484
That ^ is a link to the rest of day one, and all of day two. That's over 36,000 words, and day three already has more than that, and I'm about halfway down with it.
When it's finished, it's going to be WAY over a 100K words long.

Let me know if you like it, and why... Let me know if you don't like it, and why.