“Y-you’re leaving me?”
Fey the Fairy produced the world’s tiniest handkerchief from seemingly nowhere-she had essentially given up on clothes- and dabbed her teary eyes.

“I feel so…betrayed. Think of everything we’ve been through…”

“We’ve known each other for like two days.” Said Tim the human, who was wondering if all fairies were this dramatic. “And I’m not leaving you. In fact we were never…you’re not…”

“Not what? Not a human? Not your real girlfriend? Hmph!”

harrumphed Fey, crossing her arms and turning her head. “And here I was thinking you were a gentleman.”

“I’ve literally fucked you inside out.”

“Yes, and you did it like a gentleman.”

Tim went to argue further, then stopped himself. He was still in the middle of dressing himself for tonight. He had phoned Alex in the morning, after calling in sick for work once again, and found that yes, he did in fact miss her, and wanted to see her again, and that if she felt the same way, he’d be happy to have a catch-up drink with her. So here he was, wearing his “good” clothes for the first time in what felt like an eternity, wishing that he still had cologne and wondering what on earth he was going to do about the fairy in his bedroom.

“So you’ll come back,right?” asked Fey.

“Of course, I’m not getting married or anything. I’m just seeing a girl I used to know. I’ll be back later.”

“Alone?”

“…Yeah.”

“Why the pause?”

“I’m not showing you to her.” Said Tim, who had turned a shade of pink as the possibilities floated around in his head. “I mean, who knows what would happen? Who knows…”

“Hmmm...well, if she’s anything like you, I bet it would be pretty kinky. Maybe she’d shove me up her twat!”

“…”

“Tim?”

“…you’re a distraction. I’m getting changed in the living room.” Said Tim flatly. He gathered his things and left, leaving Fey standing alone on the expanse of his bed.

Fey found that her train of thought had gotten her fairly worked up. Doing it with a human male was incredible for obvious reasons, but a human female? How would that even work? She imagined that a bit of “cave exploring” would be inevitable, but what about her own needs? She slipped a finger inside of herself. She was, as suspected, much loser down there than what she had been a few days ago. Her asshole was in even worse shape (or better, depending on how you looked at it). Hell, she was barely even into this kind of stuff before she had met Tim. It was easy for her to now slide her entire fist inside her pussy, as she was doing now.

Fey went down on both knees and bent over as she began fisting herself in earnest. She imagined a human female probing at her entrance with her tongue, teasing both of her well-worn holes before forcing the wet flesh inside. Fey moaned, liking this new twist. Yes, it would be easy for a human tongue to batter its way past her cervix and into her womb, and taste her most feminine part like a juicy fruit….

“Yes…lick my womb like a lollypop…”

“Sorry?” said Tim, peering in. Fey looked around and blushed, but didn’t stop.

“Oh, just thinking about meeting your girl. I’ve changed my mind, I’m glad you’re making this an open relationship.”

“That’s not what this is”

“Sure, Tim, sure.” Said Fey. She withdrew her fist and spread herself open with two hands, her labia stretching like rubber as her hands drew apart from each other. “Mmm…shame you’re leaving, cause I need filling…”

“Well, I am. I’m sure you can think of something to do…that. So…see you later?.”

“Have fun, big boy. Just save some for me.”

“Haha, uh…bye.”

Tim left. Fey was alone, and still ravenously horny. Well, if there wasn’t a human cock to spear herself on, she would just have to improvise.

Fey took flight circled the room, looking for targets. Tim’s bedroom was chaotically untidy, with clothes, CD cases and various other objects scattered all over the carpeted floor. On his desk, next to the weird grey rectangle he liked to use-Fey didn’t really understand all these fancy human contraptions, and was content with assuming anything electric was basically magic-was a pen. Landing next to it, Fey considered picking it up and shoving it inside her ass. She held it in her hands, feeling the weight, before slipping the tip inside her anus. If she wanted to she could impale herself all the way through on it, like a fairy kebab. But the truth was that she wanted something with a little more girth.

Discarding the pen, Fey looked around for anything else, but there really wasn’t that much for her to work with. Luckily, Tim was one of those people who never bothered actually shutting his doors, so Fey had free reign to fly around the small apartment looking for suitable materials to entertain herself with. Her first stop was the bathroom. Various personal hygiene items were scattered on the surface of the sink and on the floor of the still-wet shower. Fey’s eyes lit up as she spotted what was to her a particularly large can of shower gel. It was a cylinder of around ten inch length, maybe 3 inches thick. There was a “tip” of sorts at the top, where the gem should come out. She felt it with her hands-it was cold, of course, but not for long. It felt much lighter than she thought it would as she stood it up-must be nearly empty. It was just as well-she didn’t want to fill up her womb with the stuff or anything.

Flying up so that she was directly above the can, Fey held her pussy open with two hands as she floated downwards. She shuddered as she felt the cold metal make contact with her sensitive flesh, but she continued on. Letting go of her lips now that she had a good portion of the “tip” inside, Fey began the work of forcing herself down it. Feeling the metal slide into her inch by inch felt great. The lewd fairy grinned as she watched her lower abdomen begin to bulge out, deformed by the foreign object invading her private place. Her cervix offered little resistance to the can, and soon she felt her innermost core being stretched. After maybe 5 or 10 minutes, Fey had worked herself halfway down the can so that her feet were touching the counter of the sink. The can was almost entirely inside her small body now. The tip of the cylinder was bulging a good inch or two above her head now. Fey squirmed around the length of the can for a few more minutes before applying the finishing touch. Feeling that her other hole was being left out, she quickly and roughly shoved both of her hands up her asshole. She came soon after, and collapsed backwards. The can fell on top of her, but it was light enough that it didn’t really do any damage.

Fey felt full…but not finished. She wanted more. Slowly, using both hand and wing, she worked herself off the can. It took even longer freeing herself than it did to get it inside her in the first place. If she thought her pussy was loose before, this was a whole new level. Without having to touch it, her gape was about as wide as her head, maybe slightly bigger. If she did spread it though-as she did now-she would probably be able to climb inside it, if it wasn’t hers. Her cervix had been thouroughly broken, and now her womb and fallopian tubes were easily visible-they would have fallen out if they too had not been stretched so wide that they were stuck in her passage. There was also now a lot of excess skin dangling from her waist. All in all, she looked completely wrecked. She was extremely happy.

Still, her anus now looked positively normal. Fey decided to look for something else to work her asshole with. She flew off, and as she did so her womb finally gave up the ghost and slipped outside of her body, swaying as she went. The skin that had pooled around her abdomen seemed to weight her down slightly as she went, looking slightly less graceful than usual. Ideas buzzed around her head. There would probably be cans of food in the kitchen…but that would just be a re-tread, and Fey was a curious little fairy. Surely there was something she could do to add a little Va Va Voom to her adventures.

Fey noticed something sticking halfway out of the hallway cupboard. It was some elaborate human contraption, made of what she was pretty sure was called plastic, with bits of metal and a glass, central dome that lay empty. A cord attached it to the wall-it must be electrical, she thought. There was a long hose attached to it that ended in a long, thick cylinder. Fey regarded it curiously. She thought she had heard something loud coming from outside Tim’s room at one point-she would have investigated, but Tim hadn’t restored her from the previous night’s antics, and she was content to lie in a fleshy heap on the bed away from all the noise. Fey concluded that it must be used to maintain the apartment in some way…she snapped her fingers and grinned. It must blow air out to help clean! How interesting! How…interesting.

Fey started giggling as she thought about what she was about to do. The “nuzzle” of this air-blowng device would be good enough without the human magic, but maybe blowing air into her body would fill her up like a balloon. The thought stuck with her enough that she decided to try it. Worst comes to worst, Tim could fix her when she gets back. The perks of being a fairy. First, she decided to fit the thing inside her. Standing it up was almost impossible, so instead she had to get down on all fours and reverse herself onto it. It was rougher than the can, and she was using her asshole rather than her pussy this time, so she had to grit her teeth as it went up. But soon she was feeling that wonderful fullness that she had become addicted to. Her hand went to her pussy before she realized that she had basically destroyed it. She stroked the prolapsed flesh a few times before turning to the human machine. If she was right, there should be an “on” button somewhere…ah, there it was, right on the side. She giggled again as she went to press it. This was gonna feel weird.

Fey pushed the button. The machine roared into life, and it took only a fraction of a section for her to realize her mistake. This thing didn’t blow air out-it sucked it in! Yelping, the fairy attempted to fly off it, but it was too late. It took only a few seconds for her internal organs to begin to be sucked down the little nozzle and into Tim’s cheap piece of shit vacuum cleaner (as the man himself referred to it as, although obviously Fey didn’t know this), and Fey could see her stomach begin to collapse in on itself. She even felt her reproductive organs tear free from her body entirely before disappearing down the dreaded tube. Soon her torso was entirely empty…but the thing was still turned on. If she didn’t act quickly, things could get really bad for her.

Fey desperately kicked her foot out at the “off” switch, but it was just out of reach from her current position-her attempts to fly away had moved her away from the button. She attempted to fly closer to it, but as she did so she felt a jarring sensation from her hips. The nozzle had now attached itself to her pelvic bone! She flew with all of her might, inching towards the off switch. She strained every muscle, screaming with the effort.

Then Fey felt her own hip bone disappear out of her flapping asshole and into the hoover, followed by the bones in her legs, which flapped uselessly for a few seconds before retreating into her body, leaving only the upper part of her body still struggling. As she felt her spine begin to be tugged down, Fey reached one last desperate hand out towards the off button, grimacing as her tongue was sucked down out of her throat. Then the entire top half of her skeleton followed it-arms, spine, the rib cage, and finally the skull, eyes still attached. Her upper body deflated like a sad balloon, the skin of her arms and head joining her legs inside her torso, before finally all of Fey disappeared from view, leaving the vacuum cleaner on in a now-empty apartment building.

Fey was, of course, still awake as her skull landed on a heap of bones and organs-she thought she could see her heart beating next to her before her skin landed on top of everything, covering her like a blanket. Oh well, she thought. You live and learn. Next time she would read the instruction manual first.

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Done! Next chapter will probably feature the lovely Alex in some capacity. Spoilers.