The Faerie's Take
Mischief is a faerie's game, and stealing is just a natural part of it. Sometimes, there are things that should be left to sit, things that are a danger to those around them and consequentially, those who dare take them.
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Near the center of a twisting forest, a village hid among the brush and vines. The buildings were set against the trees of the forest which were far enough apart to purchase each home space to be comfortable. An air of magic resonated through the village as blue runes shimmered in the darkness of night. From afar, the runes appeared to be nothing more than flickering wisp lights in the distance and the buildings they were drawn on could not be seen at all. The village was shrouded in illusion and kept hidden from most people who came wandering around this portion of the forest. There were treasures kept guarded within the village as any village might have, but those weren't why the villagers were so intent on keeping hidden. Surrounded by the village's buildings was a small shrine where a little black box was kept on a pedestal, a little black box that no one was watching. Why would they stand guard through the night when no one could even see their village during the day? What they failed to realize, was that there were certain beings that could see through veils of lies, and one such being wandered about the night through their village without a care in the world for their wants.
A lime-furred rabbit with white frosted fluff along their chest going down to their legs and bright pink eyes walked through the village, a fat smile on their face. In one paw, she held an apple which she was biting into happily, her ears clasped behind her back at the ends as she trotted around the village. Marie could see that there had been a lot of time spent in hiding this place and from what she saw, she couldn't really understand why. Sure, there was a cache of coins here and there along with the usual chest full of jewels and other pretty little things and baubles, but nothing out of the ordinary that would require such crazy measures. Marie figured that these people were just weirdo shut-ins that preferred the company of trees than the company of other people, and you know what? Good for them if that was true, but Marie was still certain that there was something deep in this village waiting for her to find it.
Sometime around that thought process, she found herself standing in front of a stone shrine. Runes littered the stone as they did everything else to hide them from plain sight, but she could see it clearly along with the black box atop of the pedestal. Saying that the box was black might have been an understatement. Even in the dark of night the box appeared to be a solid shade of inky jet black that appeared darker than the space surrounding it. Even the runelight that shimmered off of the stone of the shrine seemed to shy away from the box as if they would be swallowed by a void. Blinking, she took one last bite of her apple before letting the core fall to the ground while approaching the pedestal.
With her ears, she reached to grab the box gingerly. She could feel no magical traps awaiting her, no powerful spells weaved around the box that would make it impossible to pull away without being harmed, and so she carefully brought it off of the stone it sat on and brought it down to eye level. In the clasp of her ears, she tilted the thing back and forth while staring at the box. It felt like she was staring into a void rather than looking at a solid object and she could barely see that there was a little seam in the darkness that let her know she could open it up. The little chest seemed so light in her touch and yet she felt some sort of strange gravity holding it down. Surely this is what the village wanted to guard and what they were so desperate to hide from the outside world. Stealing this would cause a sort of chaos that she couldn't even begin to think about, a panic that would last for a good month or more for sure. Sure, she could take a little trinket, raid their larder for some extra food for herself, but this thing had been placed on a pedestal meaning it had some sort of great importance, which made it perfect to steal. Panic and chaos were the things she loved to see and maybe she'd come back to the village without the box just to see the people running about looking for their precious object and oh what fun that would be!
With a giggle, she spun around and threw the little box in the air before catching it with her paws. Humming happily she began to trot away from the village without a care at all that what she was doing might be dangerous or harmful. She only thought of the entertainment that it would bring her, but that was just her way of doing things. Even if it got her in the deepest of trouble, she would always find some way to entertain herself and make a muck of things. Even now, just thinking about how the villagers would react brought her a sort of bubbling joy that had her skipping away from the village.
Far from the village hidden within illusions, Marie was preparing to finally sleep. She stood beneath a great tree that served as one of many places she felt comfortable to rest. She sat on a blanket that she had taken before and yawned while flipping the little box in her paws. With a little giggle she flicked it open to at least have a look inside and found that there was nothing there, but still, it felt so important that the tiny bit of disappointment she felt were nothing in comparison to the joy she felt at the assured trouble she had caused. The rabbit-like faery yawned and set the box down before lying back on the blanket with her eyes shut as she let sweet, sweet sleep take her to a world of dreams where she could continue to think about the reactions of the villagers. Just as the world of dreams fully embraced her, little licks of inky shadows began to reach out of the box, the faery being none the wiser to the danger that was forming.
The inky shadows that poured from the box began to twist and twine on one another until a body started to grow from the thick coils. A lupine-like creature began to rise from the pool of writing shadows, four slits opening on its face reveal red dotted eyes that began to move and twitch. The great beast noticed that it was out in the open, free from its prison and its mouth broke open to reveal a pearly fang-filled grin. Powerful claws gripped the earth as it brought itself up from the inky pool to stand up tall. Its nostrils began to flare and it paused, eyes growing wide before narrowing as it looked down to notice the small faery slumbering peacefully. Tendrils began to sprout from its back as it watched her turn onto her stomach, her sizable rump on display. The monster would need to thank the one that freed it from that terrible place, and he had just the gift.
Marie's dreams were interrupted by the feeling of a strong grip on her rear cheeks. She woke up with a little snort and tried to turn over to see what was happening, but found that something was keeping her pinned as well. Her eyes cracked open just a bit wider and she squeaked as she began to register what was happening, "Hey! What's the big idea!"
The rabbit turned her head to face the threat assailing her, but the anger on her face was wiped away and replaced with a slow bubbling dread as she saw the inky lupine beast crouched over her with his massive paws holding onto her rear. When she broke free of her initial fright she began squirming to try and get away, but shadowy tendrils lashed out to latch around her arms and body to keep her in place while the demon squeezed and kneaded her rear.
Dead! She was absolutely dead and she hadn't even lived long enough to appreciate the fact that there was some sort of crazy unearthly being about to wreak havoc not only on her but on the world around her. Had she known she would be letting this thing loose by opening that box, then she might've just opened the box at the village and pranced away to let them deal with it. Now, she would just end up being eaten and forgotten here in this forest while those villagers were tucked away safe in their homes. How stupid could she be?!
Just as she shut her eyes to brace for the worst, she felt the creature's wet nose press against the back of her tail. She opened an eye and turned her head just in time to see the monster open his large maw and let his tongue slide out to drag between her rear cheeks. Marie shuddered and gasped, her digits gripping the blanket beneath her firmly. The demon's tongue was a thick and slick thing that slid up against her puckered ring before trailing all the way down to her pussy.
Though some part of her was loving this, she still squirmed and struggled even as her toes curled and her mouth opened with a moan, "Stop this you mongrel, go bother someone else! I don't need some stupid horny dog--"
Her words were cut as she felt his tongue dip inside of her rear fully. Wide-eyed, she groaned and buried her face in the blanket beneath her as she felt his tongue twisting against her rump's inner walls. Already, her body was betraying her with her heat dripping arousal, her heart beating like a drum against her chest at a rapid pace. She thought about kicking back against the creature but could do nothing but squirm in that powerful hold. Every inch of his tongue began to pull out of her rear and she gasped as she felt him push it back in occasionally as he pulled out, making a game of it before finally letting every piece of that thick tongue out. At this point, her rear was shaking and her ears were drooping, her mouth open and panting as she found herself exhausted from trying to break free and trying to resist the pleasure wracking her form. The demon at her back continued to lap at her pussy now, his tongue dragging from her wet folds to her thighs slowly where he trailed down to her feet to give those a lick between the pads. She shuddered and her toes splayed out as she felt that tongue work at her legs and feet.
Marie was left to curse and let the demon do as he pleased. If she had the time, then she could open a rift and get away, but with the way she was she could barely manage to call magic into her smallest claw let alone call enough raw power to tear a hole open in the dimension. While her thoughts trailed toward other methods of escape, she felt that heavy tongue suddenly slide away from her toes. The hot breath that had been puffed out onto her body was gone as well, but her legs were still being held and her arms pinned by the inky tendrils. When she turned her head again to see what was going on, her eyes grew wide again as she saw a massive canine shaft slap onto her rump. She tried to squirm away again, but everything holding her down was doing far too good of a job to even allow the smallest window of opportunity to escape. The demon's cock was far too large for her small chubby frame to handle, but there it was bearing down on her and prepared to split her in two. She watched as the creature kept her spread with one paw while gripping his member to slowly pick between her rear and her pussy. He would press against one or the other, teasing and rolling the tip of his cock against each hole before he paused at her heat. Marie trembled as she felt the tip start brushing past her wet folds, she shut her eyes tight as she felt the tip slowly start to slide and push its way inside, and when it was in she expected the creature to slam all of his girth inside of her, but instead he began to toy with her, rolling his cock against the shallows of her pussy before slowly edging more of his massive member inside of her inch by inch. While this was happening, a tendril slowly slid around her neck, the tip ending at her mouth, pressing and pushing until she opened her mouth to let it slide against her tongue, the taste surprisingly sweet.
The monster paused all of his actions behind her. Marie trembled, wondering with a rising fear what in the world he was planning to do with her. A squeeze around her neck caused her to wince and she suddenly felt the tip of the tendril part and leak a thick substance onto her tongue. The taste was strikingly sweet and almost as soon as the first drop hit her tongue, her eyes grew wide and a heavy fog suddenly fell on her mind. All of her thoughts, her emotions blanked out at once. The fear she had felt, the terror of being taken so roughly by such a wild monster all faded away in a blink. What came next was a dull throng of pleasure and bliss that made her eyes hang half-lidded as if she were stuck in a dream. She felt the demon begin to move again and she moaned around the tendril in her mouth. Some part of Marie knew and understood the very real danger presented by the creature drip-feeding her that strange sticky substance, but that part of her was lost and mired in a fog of joyful ignorance forced onto her by that sickly sweet flavor staining her being.
Inch by inch the creature began to press his cock inside of her until she could feel his balls twitching against her body. Marie was somewhat surprised that her pussy had stretched so well to fit such a massive thing, especially considering the fact that she felt full enough to feel a bulge at her abdomen along with the growing gut forming from the substance the creature was force feeding her. There was only pleasure that rung out through her body rather than pain, and it carried through as the creature gripped onto her hips to start pumping his massive shaft inside of her. Back and forth the beast moved to rut inside of her like a wild beast, and at this point, she was bucking her hips back in a desperate attempt to feel more of his cock. Again and again, she felt the creature pound inside of her pussy and each thrust seemed to be accompanied by more strength and speed. Marie was left a moaning mess with her eyes fluttering and her body shaking violently as she received every thrust without complaint. That corrupted muck she was forced to drink down was warping her mind and body to love every single second of this horrible event as well as crave it. A thought began to drum out in her mind as she felt the tip of his cock brush against the deepest portions of her pussy, 'breed me.' She wanted all of his seed inside of her, all of it to pump out into her womb and make her whole. Marie needed him to fill her, absolutely craved it and her insides squeezed on that fat canine shaft as if to pump it in a desperate attempt to earn the demon's seed.
It was only a few more thrusts when she felt his bulbous knot begin to swell. She gasped as she felt his knot stretch her wide and press in without a problem at all. Again, there was no pain, she could only feel the pressing pleasure pulsing through her mind and body. Once the knot was tying them together, a hot rush of cum began to fill her insides and she could feel her own climax striking her body, urged on by the corrupting filtering through her mind and body. Finally, the tendrils slipped out of her mouth and uncoiled from her neck allowing her to squeak and moan as loudly as she desired.
It felt like she was about to burst from the amount of cum being poured out into her pussy and womb. Every new twitch from the massive cock inside of her was another wave of that hot seed crashing against her inner walls and against her sense. When it was finally all over, the creature pulled out of her pussy and she whined as she felt the void where his cock once had been. She tried to get up before all she could do was lie there basking in the afterglow of being so thoroughly fucked.
Panic poured through her as she thought that the creature might abandon her, but that soon stopped as she heard the beast's voice right next to one of her ears, rumbling deep as if it was right in her mind, "I would eat you, consume your essence or make you a thrall, but you have served me well, so instead I leave you with my gift and corruption and let you keep the seed that I have planted deep inside of you. Let our child grow strong lovely liberator. Maybe someday we will meet again."
With that, she felt her eyes closing, the world of dreams calling her again as the beast of shadows faded away into the brush, leaving the black box behind along with the cum filled faery who had been foolish enough to free him. A small part of her that remained somewhere at the back of her mind giggled in glee as she realized that not only was she alive, but the rest of the forest was going to have a crazed demon to deal with. She could think about the pregnancy and corruption when she got up. For now, she needed sleep.