It was close to midnight back on earth. The night was cool and quiet, or as quiet as a reasonable large urban centre could be. The midnight hour was a time where most people, tired and content, take to their beds and drift off into sleep, dreaming their shapeless dreams and letting go of their worries for just a little while. Well, except for the people working night shift, they didn’t get to sleep. Or the insomniacs, try as the might. Or the night-owls who think that staying up until 3am watching anime and eating Doritos was healthy human behaviour. Obviously the horny young couples of the world would be staying up too.


And of course there were the people like Tim, who were so stressed out of their mind that sleeping was basically impossible.
It had been the worst few hours of Tim’s life. It had felt like aeons. He had circled his apartment in restless paces, his hands constantly moving over his hair, the walls, over themselves. He had wanted to scream, to hurl his foul language into the heavens, only to compose himself, and then repeated the cycle endlessly. He didn’t know what to do, and he didn’t know how to deal with that. He couldn’t leave because it would put Fey and Alex in danger. He couldn’t stay because it was driving him crazy doing so. For the first time since his little Fey had came into his life, he was completely powerless, and it was tearing him apart.

Every now and then, Tim would go over to his bedside window and stare into the sky. It was how all of this began, after all. With a hopeful look at the stars, and an even more hopeful wish. He had been half-serious back then. Now he was wishing right from the heart. Wishing that Alex and Fey were ok. Wishing they could come back to him. Wishing for the Retrievers to get fucked by angry hedgehogs. Wishing for everything to just work out, somehow.
It was all he could do.

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“Will she be ok?” asked Fey.

The Elder Fairy thought about his answer.

“Essentially.” He said, eventually. He was an old fairy, which was a very old thing to be, and he looked it, with thick silver hair and sunken blue eyes, which nevertheless still gleamed with an intelligence that was rare for his kind. He was so old that his real name had long been forgotten-he had just been The Elder Fairy for as long as most living fairies could remember, and so that was what everyone called him. It suited the Elder fine. It gave him a certain gravitas and authority that was invaluable for his position.

“What does “essentially” mean, exactly?” asked Fey, crossing her arms. She was still nude. No one had even bothered to offer her any clothes. She wagered they were curious about her unnaturally stretched holes, which had probably opened up exciting new avenues of exploration for the more curious observers. She was fine being naked anyway. It reminded her of good times.

“Well, physically, this human seems in pretty awful shape. The brain was basically jelly after her landing, and with you two crashing into it like that. Insides were on the outside, bones were broken. Really bad stuff, far beyond human medical advances that I know of.”
“But, she’s not dead, right?” asked Fey, eagerly.

“No. She isn’t. She should be…but she isn’t, thanks to Bolt.”

“It’s her fault that this happened in the first place!” shouted Fey. The elder beckoned for calm before continuing.
“I understand that. Nevertheless, it’s because of her magic imprinting on the human’s biology that she’s still alive. I don’t know if it was deliberate. She’s the most powerful wizard I’ve seen in centuries, and she knows how to use it…”

The elder trailed off thoughtfully. Fey wasn’t sure what to believe. She hated Bolt for what she had done…but the Retrievers weren’t evil. On the contrary, they were heroes to Fairy-kind. Bolt had been a key part of that heroic legacy, and had insisted that she wasn’t “the baddie.” Maybe she had made sure that Alex would be ok after all?

“I want to ask her.” said Fey?

“Hmm?”

“Bolt. I need to know if she saved Alex on purpose. Then maybe I can forgive her.”

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll get the chance to ask her when you all go back with the human.”

“…Bwaaah?”

“Well, the thing with residual magic is, it doesn’t last forever. It seeps away, and once it’s gone, it’s gone.” Said the Elder, as Fey goggled at him. “And when that happens with Alex…well…”

“So she needs magic to live?”

“Yes. Bolt’s magic, specifically. And given that she has something of a debt to pay anyway, this seems like a rather tidy solution, don’t you think? Poetic justice, even. She will reside in the human and generate the magic that-“

“Wait wait wait…inside? The human?” asked an increasingly flummoxed Fey.

“Well, yes. The head, specifically, given that it’s now rather empty. See, the whole process doesn’t really work if you just sprinkle it outside-“

“But-but Alex will…she’ll have that little psycho inside of her! That’s…no!”

“Well, the human seemed to think it was a suitable solution to the problem.” Countered the Elder, smiling and shrugging.

“…Alex is awake?”

“Resting, Miss Fey. I’ll ask that you let her recover for your return to earth, which is what I assume you want? I hear that you have met a male human there, and that you are quite attached to him.”

“Did Alex tell you that?” asked Fey.

“Well, even if she hadn’t, I have my ways of knowing these things.” Answered the Elder, eyes darting down very briefly to her cavernous gaping pussy. At that exact moment, the tip of Fey’s cervix poked out of her labia, causing Fey to squirm and shiver. The elder continued to stare.

“Uh, sorry. That happens a lot now. I’m pretty…loose.” Said Fey, as her womb continued to prolapse, the pink flesh now protruding several inches outside of her body.

“And it is not uncomfortable?” asked the Elder.

“It’s wonderful. The things I’ve felt in my time with Tim and Alex, it’s just…I’ve never been happier.” Said Fey. “I could spent my whole life being their little fucksleeve! Um, begging your pardon…” She was blushing heavily, partially because of her involuntary prolapse, and partly out of what she had just blurted out. The Elder simply smiled.

“Oh don’t look so embarrassed. I actually some questions regarding your time among the humans. You see, a few fairies have came to me since your return. They’re suddenly getting very curious about some things about the human world…”

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It was 5am now. Tim stared dumbly out the window. He was in bed now, but still as wide awake now as he was during the day. All sorts of possibilities were flashing through his head, most of them pessimistic. He would have to go to back to work tomorrow, having spent a fair amount of time off “sick”, but now he really did feel physically incapable of going through the motions at his dead-end retail job. Especially if he stayed awake the whole night, which was a very real possibility at the moment. If Tim wasn’t worried by this, it was simply because he was too busy worrying about more important things at the moment. Fey, Alex, those shitty little retrievers, the ball of light hurtling towards his window….

Tim screamed and rolled out of his bed, taking cover. There was a loud crashing sound as something smashed through his poor window and landed with a thud on his bedroom floor. This was followed up almost immediately by the sound of heavy, enthusiastic swearing, in a very familiar voice.

“A-Alex?!”

“Tim, you dolt! Why wasn’t the window open?!” hissed Alex.

“Well I wasn’t exactly expecting you to come in that way! Or at all!”

“Well, I did, so be more prepared in future.” Replied Alex. She was lying on her side, apparently no worse for wear despite what had just happened. She was also completely nude. There were a series of crude stitches across her abdomen, and Tim could still see between the gaps in sutures, where Alex’s guts had been tucked back into place. Apart from that detail, she seemed mostly fine. She got up, a little groggily, and dusted herself down.
“Oh, I think I might have left a dent. I need to go on a diet or something…”

“Alex, I’m super happy you’re ok and everything, but for god’s sake tell me what happened. Where’s Fey?”
“Oh, she’s in here.” Said Alex,tapping her head.

“Huh? Oh god, are you still possessed?”

“No, no, it’s a little…um, its weird. Don’t freak out, I’m absolutely fine, but….”

At this point, Alex’s left eye bulged like it was trying to escape from its socket. Then it did, the eye falling onto the floor and rolling away. Tim yelped and fell back onto his bed, shocked. Then he heard yet another familiar voice.

“Tim! We’re back!”

Fey leaned out of Alex’s empty eye socked and cheerfully waved. Tim’s eyes also bulged, although for different reasons, as he struggled to keep up to speed with all of these new revelations.

“Fey! You’re…why are you inside my girlfriend’s skull! Get out of there, there’s important stuff in there!”

“Not anymore!” giggled Fey. “Except for me, of course. Oh, and someone else! Say hi, Bolt!”

“Uh, Fey?” said Alex, trying to look at Fey with her remaining eye. “Please tell me when you’re going to do that, this is still a bit weird to me. And tell Bolt to come out of my ear at least-“

Alex’s right eye now also bulged grotesquely before popping out, rolling in the opposite direction of her left eye and coming to a stop somewhere under the bed. Peering out of the newly-vacated socket was a small fairy with very long, dark hair. Tim had only seen her in the flesh once before, but he knew exactly who he was dealing with.

“You! You’re the psycho who took over Alex’s brain! What’s she doing here?!?”

“Community service.” Deadpanned Bolt, who looked about as happy to be here as Tim was to see her. “Look, I’m sorry about before, really.”

“You don’t look it. And why are you in Alex’s head!” retorted Tim. Alex stood muttering to herself as Fey explained the situation to Tim, her vision now restricted to what was under Tim’s bed and desk. She was thankful that she could still see, at least, although she really would have to speak to Fey about casually removing her eyeballs like that. They were delicate little things, after all.

“So…you need to be in there, or Alex will…die?” asked Tim.

“Well, as long as I’m within about 50 yards or so. Being in here is just where I’d hide if she were out and about, so to speak.”

“What, inside her skull?”

“Do people normally see inside there?”

“Fair enough. Come on out then.”

“…I’m happy in here.” Said Bolt. Gasping in outrage, Fey shook her head and flew out of Alex’s head so that she was facing the Retreiver.

“Now now, come on, Bolt, that’s not what we agreed to! I told you, you’ll love it.”

Bolt looked like she had a few more words of protest, but Fey grabbed her hands and pulled the sulking magician out of Alex’s head. Sighing, she turned to face her one-time nemesis.

“Ok, human! I’m no stranger to the carnal arts. All of the boys love to kiss me! I hugged one just a few weeks ago, as a matter of fact! I just hope you don’t bore me is all!

“Um…ok.” Said Tim, who felt a little weird about having sex with someone who almost killed his girlfriend. Not to mention that he was already suffering from nearly 24 hours without sleeping. “Uh, Fey, I don’t really think we have to do anything-“

“Oh, bo-RING, Tim!” said Fey, frowning up at him. “Where’s the Tim I met that first night? The one who took me in his big, powerful hands and had his way with me! Oh, so romantic!”

“It’s just, when you say it like that it sounds a bit ra-“

“Stop over-thinking it, and get in the mood for some fairy fucking!”

Fey reached down between her legs with one hand and grabbed one of her loose lips, stretching it up towards her stomach and showing off her gape. Bolt looked at it wide-eyed.

“H-He did that to you?!” she said, shocked.

“Mm-hmm! And it feels soooo gooood…” moaned Fey, wiggling her hips at her human.

“It does…” said Tim, “But, you know, I’ve had a rough day and I’m actually super tired-“

“Tim, stop being such a pussy and fuck the fairy already.” Said Alex, crossing her arms. “I’ve been possessed, disembowelled and had my head emptied out like a pumpkin and you don’t see me whining. Get to it.”

“I know, I know, it’s just, this is all a lot to take in and-“

“Even I’m getting impatient!” cried Bolt, “And I’m the one who’s about to get my…my-“

“Cunt ruined?” pipped in Fey.

“Holes destroyed?” suggested Alex.

“…yes, what they said! Your dillydallying is just making it worse! Fornicate with me!”

“Yeah, go on, fuck the fairy Tim!” agreed the other girls.

“But-“

“Fuck the fairy!” they shouted, louder. “Fuck the fairy!”

"I just"

There was a knocking sound from the ceiling above, followed by an irate voice.

"Will you kids shut the hell up, I'm sleeping here! Fuck the fairy already!"

“Ok, ok, I'll fuck the fairy! Just, can everyone please stop shouting that!"

Everyone cheered as Tim took his pants off, freeing his erect member from its confines. He walked over to the girls, who had all congregated together. He looked into where Alex’s eyes should have been. It was like staring into a black void, making her seem altogether inhuman-demonic, even. He was still pretty unnerved about all of this, but democracy had spoken, and who was he to argue against democracy?

Bolt sized his member and bit her lip. In a literal flash, the skant clothes that she had been wearing dissipated into the ether, leaving her as nude as everyone else. Her usual confidence seemed to be missing, but she acted game.

“Very well then. Let’s get right to it.”

Tim guided her to the tip of his cock, holding her just above himself. He gently rubbed his head against her slit, and she reacted instantly, moaning and gasping, face contorting with feeling.

“Oh, what’s he doing? Has he started yet?” asked Alex. “I can’t tell.”

“No, he’s just teasing her.” said Fey. “And your eyes are down there, hurry up and get them already or you’ll miss the show!”

“Fuck, you’re right! Be right back, keep me updated!”

As Alex ducked down to retrieve her AWOL eyeballs, Tim started to tease himself inside Bolt. She was unbearably tight, even more than Fey had been the first time they had fucked, which seemed a lifetime ago now. Progress was slow, and Tim wasn’t really in the mood for foreplay-he was tired enough as it was.

“Ok, I’m going to go a bit harder now-“ he started.

“Oh, come on Tim, where’s the passion? Here, let me help”

Fey flew over to them, and started to press down on Bolt’s shoulders, using her wings for added force. The magician yelped in surprise and started trying to push Alex away, but she could feel the human’s cock starting to make headway into her tight passageway. A large bulge started to appear in her midsection, and soon Bolt was making noises she was pretty sure she had never made before, at a volume she was sure she had never reached before. It felt like she was being torn in two, but in a good way. Illogical, unprecedented, untested, but so very very good.

“Ahh…So this is why you wanted to stay…I see now!” she cried. “It’s because of human sex! Ahhh!”

“This has been really good for my self-esteem, you know?” said Tim, smiling now, enjoying himself at last.

“Hey, am I missing much?!” said Alex, from underneath the desk. “I just knocked one of my eyes into a sock or something, Tim your room is a pig sty! Urgh!”

“Uh, nothing much yet Alex!” said Fey, as she watched Tim start to move in and out of Bolt with new-found vigour. “He’s just warming up I think!”

Tim continued to “warm up” for a while, forcing more and more of himself inside the tiny fairy, feeling her warm flesh squeeze his dick like a vice. The bulge of his cock now went up to just beneath her sternum, and Bolt had wrapped her arms around it, as if trying to draw it in deeper to her depths. Suddenly, he pulled himself out and lifted her up, inspecting his work. The previously air-tight fairy was now gaping open obscenely, with juices dripping down her thighs. She lay limp in his hand, breathing hard.

“Hey, why did you stop?” asked Fey, who has been openly masturbating in mid air, working her own enlarged hole with her fist. “You were getting into it there!”

Tim grinned devilishly. “If it looks like I’m taking a step back, my little friend, its only because I want to get a running start!”

And with that he plunged into Bolt, hilting himself in her wrecked pussy. She started to scream, but her voice died before it made a sound as something rose from her core all the way up into her throat. There was a tiny popping sound as Bolt’s jaw dislocated. Something round and pink emerged from her open mouth as Tim grunted with exertion. Fey flew over and laughed.

“Oh my god, that’s her womb! Tim, you animal you, you’ve fucked her womb up own throat!” she said, shaking her head in disbelief.

“He what?!” shrieked the muffled voice of Alex. “Just wait a moment, I’ve almost got my other eye! I think they need a wash though, everything’s all blurry now! Oh, damnit, this sucks!”

Bolt’s watering eyes were fixed firmly on the pink organ that was now protruding out of her mouth, which had apparently punched all of her other organs out of the way as it had ascended up her throat. Her ovaries dangled out the side, flapping helplessly against the taut surface of her uterus. The shape of Tim’s cockhead was clearly visible, stretching her innermost organ out permanently. Fey then started to kiss Tim’s cockhead through Bolt’s womb, slurping her tongue along the surface, pausing occasionally to plant tiny kisses. She tried to move her tongue around it, but it was trapped in place beneath the weight of the human dick impaling her so thoroughly.

Tim started to move his hips again, but Fey soon stopped him, looking inspired. Still airborne, she pulled her legs apart and up and hovered above Tim and Bolt. Getting the idea, Tim grabbed her with one hand and guided the union of flesh that was Bolt and his dick toward Fey’s massively gaping pussy. Bolt’s eyes widened as she seen what was coming, and she tried to shake her head, but moving her neck was impossible with so much rock-hard cock stuffed into it, making it stiff as a board.

Bolt was quickly engulfed up to her shoulders in Fey’s pussy. Her arms offered some resistance, sticking out and halting her progress, before they too slipped under. Bolt disappeared from view, inch by inch, until only her legs were sticking out of Fey’s twat. Her outline was still visible underneath Fey’s belly, moving and twitching faintly as she was used like a living condom by someone she once considered her enemy, on the fairy she once swore to save, no less. It was humiliation like she had never even dreamed of.

When Tim finally came, he watched as Fey rapidly bloated like a balloon, thrashing with pleasure as the form inside of her pressed against her skin, desperate to escape. At that moment, Alex finally re-emerged, blinking with red eyes.

“Ok, let’s get this party star-oh, are you kidding me?”

“Oh…sorry, Alex” panted Tim, who now felt extremely tired. “Talk later…Imma take a nap now, K?”

“But, I didn’t even-“

But it was too late. Tim collapsed backwards onto his bed, blacking out before he had even hit the mat.

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So, this was going to be the last chapter, but decided to do a separate, proper epilogue chapter now that the main "drama" of the story has been resolved. Thanks for reading!