Tim waited until Alex was asleep before getting up.


He tiptoed to the hallway, naked and still sweating, and opened the cupboard door. He regarded his vacuum cleaner with more thought than he had ever giving a household appliance in his entire life. This was mainly due to the contents, which were clearly visible through the clear plastic, and which would have caused severe complications to his planned evening had he not seen it before Alex had. He squatted down, leaned in close, meditated on what he was about to do, brought his hands together and delivered the world’s quietest clap, like a mouse stepping on a twig.

“I believe” whispered Tim to the vacuum cleaner. From within the device there came a bright flash of light, briefly lighting up Tim’s face and causing momentary alarm, and then there came a tiny, muffled voice:

“Urgh, finally! What took you so long?”

“Shhhh!” shushed Tim frantically, looking behind him as if he expected to see his ex girf-sorry, his ex-ex-girlfriend standing by the doorway. “Alex is here. Don’t wake her.”

“Fairy dust is actually good for sending people to sleep-“

“No. Climb out the way you came in” he whispered. There were a further series of bumps and scrapes as Fey made her way out of her prison, but eventually she emerged from the nuzzle, covered in dust and looking rather irritable. She wiped her face clean and shook herself like a dog. As she moved, Tim noticed that her ass and pussy seemed to hang open in a way they didn’t before-her ass in particular was almost as wide as his finger.
“ewewewewEWEWEW-“

Tim placed a finger on her mouth before leaning all the way in, so that his face dwarfed the fairy’s body.

“Why where you in a vacuum?” Asked Tim.

“I didn’t know it could do that! I thought it would…blow air out and…feel good…”

“How do you not know what a vacuum is?!”

“We don’t have any of your fancy human stuff where I live! It’s not like the kids I usually worked with did a lot of spring cleaning!” said Fey, indignant. “And I’m fine, thanks for askin-“

Tim shoved the tip of his finger inside the fairy’s mouth. She bit back, which done her absolutely no good, and actually prompted the human to move the invading digit in further, up to the second knuckle. Fey’s throat bulged, and she quickly gave up fighting it as Tim continued.

“You said you can’t leave until your work is done, I get that. But I’ve got…Alex and I, we think we can make it work this time. Like, really work. A real relationship, between real people that aren’t mythical beings, and that takes priority for me. I’m sorry. So…stay, sure, but please, please,please-“he pushed his finger further down her throat as he repeated his plea, until he was sure he was in her stomach-“stay out of sight. Because I do not want to have to explain to her why there is a slutty fairy living in my apartment. At least not right now. OK?”

Fey moaned an agreement around his finger. He extracted the digit slowly out of her throat, and the fairy moved her jaw around carefully, massaging it with her hand.

“If you’re good, I’ll find time for you, I promise. Just…do this for me, ok? It will make me happy. That’s what you want,right?”

“…Of course, Tim.” Said Fey, looking down at her feet. Tim felt a little bad chewing her out, but he wanted to be as cautious as possible after nearly
having a heart attack when he discovered the vacuum earlier on. He had nearly dismissed it as a lapse in his memory before spotting the pile of skin, organs and bone lying inside.
“Ok. See you tomorrow, Fey.”

“G’night, Tim. Sleep tight.”

Tim went back to his room. Thankfully Alex was a heavy sleeper. He carefully snuck back in between the covers, warping his arm around the sleeping woman who he never thought he would share a bed with again. Soon he joined her in the land of dreams.

Fey, however, didn’t.

The little fairy sat on top of the vacuum, cross legged. She thought about why she was here, and what is was that she really wanted. Did she want to make Tim happy? Yes. He was a decent guy, and she felt a strange sort of loyalty towards him. And he had a point about staying hidden, despite her initial enthusiasm for a potential ménage-a-trois. One time she had accidentally been discovered by a particularly vile step-mother, and had been promptly crushed flat by a bible.

But she wasn’t a pet, or a toy to be used and then put away when “real” people came to visit. Fey was a fairy, a magical being, and she wasn’t just going to do what he said like he owned her. Just because he had used her as a cock sleeve didn’t mean she didn’t also have feelings. And maybe Alex would accept her the same way Tim had. She just needed a way to convince them. Hmm…

Suddenly, the little fairy grinned and snapped her fingers in triumph. Of course. If he couldn’t convince his brain, she would just have to convince his dick! And her pussy, or whatever. Humans liked kinky shit, if her experiences with Tim were any indication, so she’d just have to try something so insanely sexy that they would have no choice but to just constantly have human sex with her all of the time, and also say things like “Fey you are extremely cool and good”.

Fey considered what she should do. To get herself in the mood she slipped a hand down south, massaging her folds and clit and getting the vacuum rather damp. t would have to be something Tim couldn’t prevent. She could impale herself on something big like she had spent the day doing, and leave herself to be found somewhere. But Tim might sweep the house before Alex had a chance to see her. And she’d prefer to be able to work on the two humans subtly, not just blow her cover straight away…

An idea formed in her mind. Yes. Perfect. She took off, hovering stealthily into the bedroom. She hovered over the sleeping couple for a little while. They were cute together, she had to admit-the female snored softly in her sleep. She wanted to be sure, though…Fey hovered directly over their heads. Her wings started to exfoliate a subte golden dust, that seemed to dissolve in mid-air as it descended down onto the humans, who’s breathing became gradually more steady. They were now deeply asleep. Perfect.

Fey snuck underneath the covers that covered the slumbering female, and made her way around her nude body before finding her target. Alex’s pussy looked moist, and Fey had a good reason why. Tim, you devil you, she thought to herself, as she regarded the massive slit. She made her way towards it, feeling the warmth radiating off of it. She spread the lips apart, exposing the vagina. Well, better get to it. Fey ducked down and began to crawl inside. The heat was now making her sweat, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Soon she was all the way inside of Alex, her feet sticking out between the velvety folds before disappearing from view.

She crawled along the slimy tube steadily, feeling the warm walls pressing against her flesh, and it wasn’t long at all until she came to a barrier. Thankful for the dose of fairy dust she had prescribed to her new host, Fey began the task of prying open the cervix. She eased her fingers into whatever crannies she could find before pulling with all of her strength, so that little by little, a gap started to appear in the centre. When she was able to, Fey hooked a hand inside and began to pull herself inside, still pushing with her other hand, before that limb joined it’s partner on the other side of the cervix.
Fey was soon able to push her head inside Alex’s womb. Everything was now a shade of pink in her view, with juices covering every surface as well as her entire body. She looked around, her torso and legs still stuck outside. Two holes were visible, leading on to other parts of the female reproductive system, but Fey was happy to stay here, at least for the time being. She scrambled the rest of herself inside before flopping down onto the “floor” of the womb. Her hands flew to her soaking womanhood, and she began to masturbate in earnest, deeply aroused by her current location, deep inside a living human being who was completely oblivious to her presence. She drove her fingers from both hands into herself, before moving on to flat out fisting her twat before coming.

“Well, Tim, you wanted me to stay out of sight…” she thought to herself, as she lay panting inside his girlfriend’s womb, her own juices mingling with the rest of the fluids. Her thoughts turned to where she would go from here. Plans would have to be made, of course…right after she took a nap. She’d think of something afterwards, she was sure. It was so cosy and warm in here, it made thinking hard…

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In the sky that night, there was a flash, and 3 stars seemed to descend onto the town.

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DUN DUN DUUUN

so not really any actual guro in this story but it's setting up two angles I've had planned since the start, and we're bringing in Alex as an actual "on-screen" guro subject. Sorry, I mean victim. Sorry, I mean character. Sorry, I mean guro subject.

Thoughts and suggestions for the fun to come very welcome. Thanks for being patient, had no time at all for guro. I'm itching to write. I'd recommend checking out the Globalized Fetish thread in /dis/, if people want I might post short hypotheticals/discussiions on there. I'm also fixing to write something new entirely. I'd write a skinning story about Sansa and the Boltons from Game of Thrones if I didn't fucking loathe Ramsey and his smug fucking face so much.