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Poguemahone
2016/06/28
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23:47:26
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The last ten minutes had reminded Tim of a few things. For one, he really needed to learn how to drive. Secondly, he was tremendously out of shape for a young man in the prime of his life. He was one of these people that would never be overweight despite a diet that could charitably be described as being “rich”, but in situations where he had to, say, run for an extended period of time his habits caught up with him quite severely. He puffed and wheezed as he finally got to Alex’s apartment, pressing the buzzer frantically. She already knew he was coming so he was let in quickly. Tim thanked his luck that his girlfriend only stayed on the first floor as he slowly trudged up the steps, wiping away the sweat of his brown as he reached her door.
He knocked clumsily. The door opened just a fraction, and he squeezed in t. Alex was wearing an old black t-shirt and nothing else. Tim’s eyes couldn’t miss the pink tube swinging between her thighs, and he couldn’t deny that he found the site to be more than a little arousing, but frankly he was too out of breath to make a comment about it at this moment, so he just awkwardly hugged her instead as she started to speak.
“Tim…what the fuck is going on?”
“…can explain…just…let me see…” wheezed Tim. “Has she…said…”
“I’ve only talked to her a little bit. Enough to know that she’s ok somehow. And that she knows you.”
“Yeah…yeah we know each other. Let me see her.”
She led him to the bedroom. Alex's bedroom was so familiar to him, nothing seemed out of place from what he remembered. The pale green wallpaper that he had secretly never liked. The mirrored wardrobe. The posters of various terrible pop artists. There was only one detail that he did not remembered being here from last time. Fey the fairy was lying in the centre of the bed in two parts. Her body was splayed spread eagle, with her head and spinal cord lying beside it. Tim walked up to her, concerned at the lack of movement, but his fears were soon quashed as Fey’s eyes tracked his movement. The head blushed, somehow.
“Hi Tim…” she said. She seemed embarrassed. Tim sighed, shaking his head. Then he let his features harden. It was time to lay down the low. He crossed his arms, eyebrows arched.
“Fey…”
“I know, I know. I messed up. I’m so sorry. I just wanted to-“
“To what, scare the shit out of my girlfriend? To…you know…” Tim gestured at Alex’s prolapsed pussy. “What the hell, Fey? I told you-“
“You like it though, don’t you?” said Fey, quietly but firmly. Tim’s mouth opened and closed like a fish as he started down at the tiny being’s head. He couldn’t help but look again at Alex, who was also looking sheepishly down at her prolapse, holding it in her hand gently.
“I thought so. Alex, I’m sorry. But I’ve seen a side of Tim you probably didn’t know even existed. You know what he did to me when we first met?”
She let the question linger in the air. Now it was Tim’s turn to stare downwards as Alex looked at Fey, letting go of her birth canal, which swayed like a pendulum between her legs.
“Why don’t you tell her, Tim? Tell her what you like to do to girls like me.”
“Fey…”
“Come on, now, Tim. I ain’t mad. But I think we should be honest about what we are, and what we want. So tell her what you did.”
“…I fucked you.”
Fey laughed, her head rolling from side to side.
“Yes, Tim, you did. But I think there was a little more to it than that. Should I tell her?”
“Tell me what?” Asked Alex, walking closer to Tim. Again, Tim sighed.
“I kind of…really fucked her. Like, you know…she’s not very big, so if you go to hard…”
“That’s right! He fucked me inside out. Literally. Like candy out of a piñata. It was great fun! Wasn’t it?” asked Fey, sweetly. Tim said nothing.
“Yes, Tim’s got some peculiar tastes. He’s used me like a cheap toy, destroying my body for his own pleasure. But it’s OK, cause all he has to do is say the magic words. Right Tim? Show her.”
Tim slowly put his hands together and clapped.
“…I believe”
In an instant, Fey was back in one piece. She sat up gingerly, rolling her shoulders and stretching, before continuing to address the humans.
“See? Good as new.” Said the fairy. Then she paused. “Well, not quite. I didn’t used to be this loose...” she added. She spread her legs, exposing her pussy and ass, which were indeed now in a permanent state of gaping wide. “But still. All he has to do is that, and he can use and abuse me all he likes. Which he has done. Haven’t you, Tim?”
“..yes.” muttered the man, not daring to look up anymore. Fey smiled.
“Oh don’t look so glum, Tim, there’s nothing to be ashamed of. We had fun! And Alex here…she can have fun too! That’s all I want. I want everyone here to have fun. No secrets, no hiding me away in a cupboard. OK? What do you say, Alex?”
Fey flew up towards Alex. The human woman held out her hands, beckoning for the little being to come closer. Fey beamed up at her, and happily flew closer.
Alex smashed her hands together. Tim winced at the sound, which was at once a crunch and a squelch. Alex’s face was painted red as she stared down at her clenched together hands, in the spot where Fey had been hovering.
“Sure.” She said.
She pulled her hands apart. Most of the fairy was still stuck to her right hand. She had been squashed completely flat. Skin, organs and bones were spread out in roughly the shape of a humanoid, face down. There were a few stray guts and bones in her other hands, smeared red. Alex studied it closely, much to Tim’s amazement.
“Um.” He said.
“What? It’s interesting! Look, I think that’s her brains right there!” She said, point at the grey mess like it was a pet doing a trick.
“No, I mean…well, you seem to be taking all of this better now.”
“Yes. I am, now. Because I think I love you, maybe, even if it turns out you’re a total weirdo. I mean, maybe I’m a weirdo too. This is kind of cool in a creepy way. Oh my god, she just twitched! OK make her normal again.”
Tim obliged, and Fey popped back into shape again, lying on Alex’s hand for a second before yelping and taking off, flying onto Tim’s shoulders.
“W-what the hell?”
“I said sure! We’re having fun, right?” asked Alex, smiling devilishly.
“Yeah, but…you scared me, is all…” muttered Fey.
“Oh, sorry my poor little thing. I’ll let you know in advance next time.”
“Thanks, Alex.”
“Tim?”
“Yes?”
“Fuck that fairy. I wanna see. Is that enough warning, sweetie?”
“Haha, yup!” laughed Fey. Shrugging at how weird life was these days, Tim pulled his pants down and sat on the bed. He was already hard from both his girlfriend’s attitude and the sight of her ruined pussy, which she seemed to just be totally ignoring now. Fey hovered above his prick and straddled it with both legs, letting him hold her in his hands.
“I’m glad you’re OK with all this, Alex. I thought you’d think this was cheating or something.”
“Don’t think this gives you license to bone every girl, now. This is an obvious exception, ok?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Oh shut up and fuck me with your huge cock alreadyyyy” moaned Fey. Tim did so. He slid into her pussy, slowly but with force. As she had said, Fey was looser than the first time he had did this, but she still felt very tight around his member. He could see the bulge he was making in her tiny body, all the way up to her chest. He did a lot of the work with his hands, almost like she was a sextoy. He looked over to Alex, who was looking on with both amazement and obvious arousal.
“Oh my god that’s so fucking hot” she said, coming over and kneeling down in front of Tim, eyes hungrily staring at the fairy impaled on Tim’s rock-hard cock. Her hands instinctively went down to her own pussy, and she yelped as her probing fingers dig into the newly-exposed pink flesh that lay between her thighs. She stroked herself gently with one hand as she watched, wondering how Fey kept from screaming like a lunatic as her body got stretched out grotesquely by the mass inside of her.
At one point Tim thrust hard, pulling Fey down all the way to the root, and held her there. Before she even knew what she was doing, Alex had leaned forward and kissed the tip of the bulge coming out of Fey. Tim’s eyes shot open as he felt his girlfriend start to fellate him through the fairy he was fucking, her hand jerking off her own prolapsed womb. It was too much for him. He came, inflating the tiny womb like a balloon, which Alex still somehow kept in her mouth-he could feel her sucking. Eventually she released him, and he collapsed backwards, sweating and panting. Fey lay on his stomach, having orgasmed several times throughout the short fucking. Alex kept on stroking herself until she too came, and she moaned heavily as she did, juice spilling from her cervix.
“Oh…my…OK, I officially forgive you for…this” said Alex, still holding herself.
“Happy to help…” said Fey, slowly detaching herself from Tim’s dick. She felt the air travel up inside her hole, and shivered at the sensation.
“So, how long are you here for?”
“Until Mr Serious here gets out of his funk!” said the fairy, earning a disgruntled “hmph” from the still recovering human. “That’s why I came down in the first place!”
Alex giggled at the fairy’s name for her boyfriend. “Oh he’s not that bad.”
“Well, I’m an expert on the subject, and I say I have more work to do.”
“Oh, we can agree on that my little friend…” said Tim, suddenly sitting up with evil intention. He was about to grab Fey when he remembered the events of the morning. “Although…”
“What is it?”
“Have you ever heard of…oh what did they call themselves again, they had a dumb name. Oh damn, it’s on the tip of my tongue.”
“Who are you talking about?” asked Fey, not noticing the prowling Alex, approaching like a cat towards a very unperceptive mouse.
“Uh…fairies. More of you. They had like little swords and stuff, it was kinda cute. Was it the Reclaimers? Oh wait…the Rescuers!”
“Tim, that’s a cartoon.” Said Alex, annoyed.
“Oh yeah, sorry.” Fey seemed to know what he was getting at though, and looked at him urgently.
“Oh no…no way, they’ve sent the Retrievers after me!”
“Retrievers, yeah, that’s it. Are they a big deal?” shrugged Tim.
“They’re like, really cool! There’s Lana, the leader-she’s so big and strong and brave, and oh man Dorain the Ranger’s just so cool and calm, and Bolt knows all these super rare spells! They’re like…superheroes!”
“That actually does sound cool” conceded Alex.
“Well they didn’t seem that cool to me.”
“Oh, did you meet them? I take it they’re…looking for me.” Said Fey, visibly shrinking. Alex decided to hold back on her fun until this conversation had passed, and sat down on the bed, wincing at the feeling of her womb rubbing against the sheets.
“Yeah. They are.”
“What did you say? Did they ask for me? Did they ask for me by name?”
“I cut one in half with a pizza cutter.”
“What.”
Alex couldn’t help but laugh.
“Oh, maybe not so cool after all then.” She snorted.
“Tim…Tim, please don’t cut my heroes in half with pizza cutters!” said Fey, outraged. She hid her face in her hands as if he had just said something extremely embarrassing. “Now I’m in super-duper trouble! The Retrievers are gonna find out where we went, and then come get me a-and…and-“
Suddenly Tim scooped her up in his hand and brought the fairy up to eye level.
“Hey now. Don’t worry. I’ll protect you from them, OK?”
“Yeah,we both will. I’ve got a pizza cutter too.” Added Alex.
“I should just talk to them. They’ll understand.” Said Fey, pleadingly.
“Well…we’ll see. But if they start anything, they’ll regret it.” Promised Tim. Or maybe they won’t. Fairies seemed a weird bunch to the human. He wondered if they could be tamed. He kept that little thought to himself though. Fey wanted to be diplomatic, so he would let her for now. He wondered where they were…
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Lana stood on top of the windowsill, surveying the room.
“What a dump.”
“Indeed” said Dorain, standing arrow straight, as it were, just to her side. “But it appears neither the human, nor his hostage, are present.”
“The coward must have fled once we showed ourselves. He knew we would have kicked his big ugly butt in a fair fight.”
“It’s possible.”
“Darn right it is. His circle blade will be no match for me now that I’ve scouted him.”
“Of course.”
“Damn right, of course! Bolt, have ya found anything yet?” she shouted. The smallest member of the Retrievers had been scouring the room for clues, as she had done throughout the flat. Bolt flew back to her comrades, smirking her usual knowing smirk.
“Hoho. It appears there is a third party at work. A female was here, maybe even before we came earlier. I can sense her energy, even now.”
“Yes, I had suspected as much. The air is heavy with the scent.” Said Dorain, nodding. Lana turned her head skeptically.
“Eh? Then why didn’t you say anything?”
“I was awaiting further evidence.”
“Bullpoop. You’re full of it.”
“Now now, no need for bickering you two.” Interjected Bolt. Sometimes she wondered why Lana was in charge. “Anyway, the point is, all we have to do is follow the energy source-“
“The scent.”
“Whatever you want. Just follow it. I just hope the human city doesn’t mask the…trail.” Said Bolt, staring at her ranger companion, who faintly nodded in appreciation of her compromise on the energy/scent issue.
“Lana, you stay here in case he returns. Dorain and I will scout for this new woman.”
“Hey hey hey, little one. I’M the leader here, and I give the orders.” Said Lana, drawing herself up to her considerable (for a fairy) height.”
“Well, what should we do then?”
“Well…uh…I think that you and Dorain should…scout ahead. And I’ll, uh, stay here. I guess.” Mumbled Lana, scratching the back of her head.
“Brilliant.”
“Yeah well it’s the principle of it that matters!” shouted Lana as her companions flew away. She turned back around to once again survey her current sentry location. Her body had recovered from the human’s wicked sawblade thanks to Bolt’s magic, but her pride had suffered a wound that had yet to heal. She had sworn then, as she lay on the dirty alleyway floor, entrails spilling out of her like coils of rope, that she would revenge herself on the foul human. Now, she would wait for her prey, and hope only that her two companions did not get all of the glory…
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Sheesh that was a lot of dialogue huh.
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