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Thread: Rise of the Fayne- Moon/Mouse

she gasped as she felt the heat inside. what was happening!? what was going on!? it burned, and ached, it was as if the medication had failed, and done the opposite of what it was supposed to, which was utterly impossible wasn't it!? we are learned! she gasped, clenching her thighs together, more frightened of what was happening to her, than she was of the snake. after all, it MIGHT bight her, whatever was wrong with her was happening now. we are well learned! she gasped, frowning at the snake. i'm just really bad at riddles. she complained, collapsing to her knees. trembling violently. what did... you do to me!? she demanded before her head shot up at the threat of a curse. you can't curse me again! she complained. that's not fair! i was only asked one riddle! you can't curse me twice for the same riddle! she demanded before shuddering as she stared into the gaping maw of the creature, wide eyed as she stared into the throat. this was it, she was going to be eaten. it was going to eat her... one moon? well maybe it wouldn't eat her yet then. what did you... do to me. she moaned, trembling as she tried to back away, feeling close to tears again. it was bad enough she'd been raped, struck, and had her wings taken away but now this serpent was taking advantage of her too! she gasped, freezing completely as she felt the tail sliding between her legs... it hurt, Goddess above it HURT, but it felt, so... so good too and she found her hips arching into the contact, her eyes wide as she realized that the Snake was planning to... planning to... ...oh... oh please, just leave me alone... haven't you done enough!? she demanded, gasping as she tried to crawl out into the water where the snake couldn't reach her... well, in theory anyway. obviously she wouldn't be safe in a tree, considering that's where it was. how in the hell was she going to get out of THIS mess!? she continued to crawl to the water, slipping inside the cool waters, which soothed the ache a little, but only made the heat worse. she used her tail like a giant paddle to push herself away from land even as she slid her fingers down to cup herself, making her shudder and gasp, arching against the sensation as she wriggled her fingers. she had hoped to rub the ache away, but all it did was make the warmth worse. now she was trapped between two monsters, a snake that she knew about, and could probobly still reach her without effort. and a sea monster which she didn't know about, and was probobly the cause of this new mess in the first place. she didn't even know the danger she was in.
Thread: Rise of the Fayne- Moon/Mouse

The snake reared back, eyes flashing with umbral anger. I curssse you but once, foolish child! Anything beyond the curssse is your own foolishnessss. Youll sssuffer for your failure under the dark of tonights new moon it paused, watching her crawl along the sand and into the surf, if you sssurvive that long. The creature in the water chortled at the sight of his victim dragging herself into his domain. She stayed in the shallows and it was bright out while he preferred the cover of darkness if he was to expose himself. But he drew closer, staying beneath the surface. A few magic words and the clear blue water concealed him from sight, at least from above. To anyone looking down into the water, he simply could not be seen. But from below the surface or should he breach, that was another matter entirely. Best stay low thenor perhaps bring her lower to have his fun before he ate her. Inches above the sand, he swam to her, far faster than any creature without fins could ever hope to match. He circled, examining the pathetic state hed brought her to with his prank. Shame she wouldnt live to find out what his corrupted healing salves would do, but at least shed taste good. A quick chant, and the seaweed swayed to obey his command. At first, the strands merely brushed at her ankles and kneesnothing out of the ordinary. But then they stayed there, and slowly bound themselves about her free wrist as she continued masturbating herself. The bindings slowly grew tighter and the seaweed strongerbut not unbreakable. Not yet. Hed have to have a bit of fun with her before that happened, and the best place to do that from would be from behind where she couldnt risk seeing him. Not until it was too late. He drifted behind her and lifted a finger so that a piece of seaweed rose up from the rest between her legs. Somehow it managed to worm its way between her hand and swollen sex flesh, squirming until it found her clit. There, it circled, squeezed and teased at her nub. Hed fallen into bad habits lately he knew mother always said it was best to play with your food.
Thread: Rise of the Fayne- Moon/Mouse

Aisscylla whimpered as the Snake hissed at her. snarling at her in anger and she was just not sure what was going on anymore. she didn't understand. why did everything want to hate and hurt her!? how was she supposed to function when everyone she came across, did her harm in some fashion or another?! she should have just jumped off the side of the cliff, then she wouldn't be suffering so. and if she was lucky, maybe it would mean her wings died too, that would teach the Dwarven scum. she shuddered as she felt something passing through the water and she turned to look, nothing was there... it was probobly one of the human folk from the village, or one of those magic shadow fish that the Fayne caught sometimes and kept in massive tanks of water so that they could harvest the shadow scales for a week or so before releasing the fish back into the water of the sea. she wasn't too worried, not unless there where flesh eaters in there, but flesh eaters never strayed this close to shore. she jerked at the first touch of seaweed and shuddered a little as she jerked her foot free and sidled to the left. seaweed was just so slimy, she hated it when it was wet. then they tightened and she thought she'd gotten tangled and tried to reach down with her free hand, thinking that she could untangle herself, but it was caught too and she groaned, closing her eyes as she realized that she'd fallen into yet another trap. seaweed just didn't do things like that! she would know! she swam in it often. she squirmed, trying to wriggle free, but all she could really focus on was her fingers, rubbing her swollen and aching mound, escape wasn't on the menu at the moment. Please... help me. she pleaded to the snake, panting softly, gasping as a length of seaweed pressed onto her clit... suddenly seaweed wasn't so bad. she let her hand fall away from her cunt, bucking her hips into the piece of seaweed that was having it's fun and turned watering eyes to the snake. please... i'll make you a trade. a good trade.. i have many valuable and interesting things in my pack... she pleaded, squirming about in the water as the seaweed tormented her, causing low pitched whimpers and whines to fall from her. she couldn't help it. it felt so good, cool, and soothing, and soft against her aching, hot flesh.
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The seaweeds grip on her limbs grew firmer, binding tighter and growing tougher every moment she ignored it. Strands lifted from the sea bed to wrap around her other wrist as Aiscyllas fingers abandoned her aching sex in favor of letting the plant have its way. More weeds lifted, some to caress her inner thighs, others to slowly tug the hem of her tunic up over her bellyslowly so as not to be readily noticeable. Not until her breasts were almost completely exposed. Meanwhile the weeds between her legs grew more numerous, some winding together to create thicker ropes as the multitude caressed and stroked at her engorged labia and clitoris. Some of the thicker strands began gently pulling her nether lips apart, exposing her inner sex to the salt water. The sea interacted with the corrupted salve to send lightning bolts of pleasure through her system as it hit, even as the salt stung at the chafed and battered flesh. One particularly thick rope began pressing into her entrance, growing thicker as it slowly entered her. The hidden observer jeered, felt his body growing aroused. But not yet. Hed take her when she was so worked up that even without his spellwrought seaweed holding her down shed take his cock. Beg for it even before he was through. Then he would eat her. On the shore, the snake hissed in derision. You accusssed me of cheating and unfairness. Besidesss, you dont even know what you wish me to sssave you from. Slowly he began pulling his body and tail back up into the tree, turning as if he meant to leave. But just as his head was about to vanish into the foliage he stopped and slowly twisted about in the air to face her again, head cocked to one side, as if pondering. I might be in a mood to trade for your meager possessssionsss had you not insssulted me. But no, I will barter in tasssksss. Three timesss may I come to you and three timesss mussst you obey. Agree to my termsss and you will find yourssself spared a mossst unpleasant fate.
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she whimpered as the seaweed tightened and pressed against her, and she shuddered and shivered, biting her lip. it wasn't just below anymore. her entire body was warm, and oversensitive. she gasped and writhed as the seaweed tormented her and teased her and she squealed as she realized that her breasts where suddenly exposed, jerking as she tried to escape... even as she tried to get more. n...no... she pleaded, even as her legs spread wider, inviting the mass of weeds into her, despite herself she just couldn't control her own body anymore. she moaned as it stroked her again, and bit back a sob as the salt water aggravated the parts of her that where already sore and hurting. tears slipped down her cheeks and she jerked and writhed, bucking into the touches and strokes. she gasped, arching hard as the thick bundle of seaweed started to slowly slip inside of her. the cool, slick plants pressing against all the places that hurt the most, and the deeper it went, the more her cunt burned for more. please! i'm sorry! i don't know anything! i'm just a stupid featherling, please! she wailed as the creature turned to leave, collapsing into the water at a particularly skilled rub, coming undone as she came, hard, writhing in the water, her face pressed to slick sand as she screamed her pleasure, sobs breaking out now. she was frightened, scared, confused, and still oh so aroused. her orgasm had only made the burning need worse, and she writhed, wishing for something else, something thicker, bugger, harder. she gasped as he came back, tugging on her wrists, trying to reach out for the snake, so desperate for help that she would agree to almost anything. she didn't know what was in the water... but she knew it wasn't a good idea to let it have her. it might just rape her and then be on it's way... or it might do worse. who knew, she certainly didn't. T..Tasks? she asked, looking surprised, gasping as she gritted her teeth as the seaweed pressed deeper into her, making her shudder and shake. you have to agree to not make me hurt or kill another being! she negotiated. agree to that, and i will let you have four tasks. she promised, panting hard. she wasn't very skilled in most things, nor was she very intelligent, she was naive to a fault and she knew that, and she was practically helpless. she needed the Snake to agree, and whatever the tasks where, as long as it didn't involve her hurting or killing other people, she'd do her damned best to do them. and if you take the curse off that you laid on me, whatever it was, i'll give you the Shadow Silk i brought with me. so named because when worn in the shadows, a cloak made of the Shadow Silk would render a person nearly invisible. i'll sew it into a tube, so that you can wear it even... oh g...god... she groaned, arching as she came again, panting, crying for another reason entirely now. please... god please make it stop... she pleaded. it's not enough... it's just not enough.... that second orgasm had only tripled the problem, and now she was so desperate for MORE, that she'd agree to anything, just so long as it had a cock, and it would fuck her.
Thread: Rise of the Fayne- Moon/Mouse

Youre in no possssition to bargain, featherling, the serpent replied. And you earned your curse fairly, I could not bargain it away for so meager a price, even were I willing. He watched from his perch in the tree a while longer, perhaps considering her offer. Or enjoying the show. The seaweed rose up in a full blown mass of writhing tendrils intent on subduing and pleasuring her. Weeds caressed and squeezed her breasts with serpentine efficiency, tugging at her nipples in turn. The strand at her clit grew thicker and rougher, more vigorous as it rubbed in harsh circle. From it sprouted tinier strands no thicker than hair, which wrapped about the little nub and squeezed in time with each other beneath the rubbing. First one, then the next, then another only to start over again an instant later. The bunch entering her grew thicker and thicker, though her inner muscles squelched them tight together as they pressed inside. Still it continued to grow while more weeds tugged and teased her labia like so many tongues. As the tears spilled from her eyes to the ocean, Aisscylla became aware of a shadow looming behind her saltwater in her eyes allowing her to see through her true tormentors spell. More seaweed rose up, twining about her throat and squeezing as if it meant to choke her. As one, all of the seaweed, even that inside her sex, began pulling down, slowly dragging her beneath the water. Through her tears, Aiscylla might have been able to spot a grin like that of a sharks, wide and full of more teeth than she could ever hope to count. Four tasksss, the serpent said from the shore. Four tasksss , and Ill not inssstruct you to kill or harm another being. Ill accept your ssscreaming as an assssent. The serpents body sprang from the tree like a rapidly growing branch. Longer and longer it stretched up into the sky, unfurling a pair of massive, butterfly-like wings, some twenty feet down its length. The stretched out, beating the air with a grace not even the most skilled of fayne fliers could hope to match, mortal as they were. Green and white and yellow, they glittered as if made of jewels. It was upon them before the tail had even left the tree so great was its length. Jaws latched onto the sea-creature, spilling blood into a thrashing spray as coils looped over a grey form, the exact shape of which eluded Aisscyra in the chaos. Even as the two beings clashed, the serpents tail wrapped itself round her waist and ripped her free of the seaweed and over the water. With a sound like thunder, the creature the snake had attacked was flung far far out to sea, soaring through the air as nothing more than a dark blur. The serpent wasted no time lingering in the ocean, and flew up and over the shoreline, vanishing over the tree tops.
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Footsteps. The rustling of branches and underbrush. A figure poked his head around a nearby tree, blue eyes going wide as they fell upon the fayne. The man was tall, maybe six feet, and tanned from years of labor under the sun. His face was unshaven with a days growth matching his sun bleached hair. Hard muscles rippled beneath a simple fishermans tunic and bare feet tread the forest floor with the breechs legs rolled up below his knees. The current had dragged Aisscylla down the coast as shed fought her way ashore so that shed positioned herself just within the forests boundaries beside the village. Great Storm Lord, the fisherman swore, and made a holy sign with his fingers before him before falling to one knee and averting his eyes. Please fair sprite, I meant no trespass. His face colored, ears burning crimson, visible even with his tan. The mans brow furrowed and he glanced up as the desperation that had been in her tone registered. Are you alright? Miss, you arent one of the fair folk, are you? Did you fall afoul of one of their pranks, they make youlike this? He gestured with one hand up and down her body, half referring to her plight, half to her physical form. Though whether Aisscylla was capable of comprehending the subtlety given her condition remained to be seen. Soon as he realized he was staring, he turned away again, not one to take advantage of a young maiden in distress but unsure how he might help her. Save for the obvious and that might as well be rape given the circumstances. Youre not hurting are you? Let me get you back to the village, might be my motherll be able to whip up a potion for you.
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she gasped in fear as another person appeared and curled up on herself, fearful of being attacked yet again, not that she stopped her fingers, mewling with every thrust even as she tried to protect herself. F..Fair.. Spirit? she asked, confused by the strange thing... she recognized that the pale, hairy thing must be a human. she had thought they would be more cream colored, this guy was practically brown! and who was this storm lord he spoke about? he WAS aware she was a woman, right? please.... oh please... she pleaded, panting hard. maybe he would help her? she needed it, needed it so badly. she needed.... something. oh please.. i don't know.. it burns! please... you must make the burning stop! she wailed, sobbing with need as she got onto her hands and knees and crawled towards him. please... please i need it. i need you to give it to me. she whispered, taking hold of the edge of his pants and ripping them to shreds if she couldn't pull them down. so desperate that she never realized that he might be less than willing to copulate with her. please... please... she gasped, fumbling with the laces of his breaches. as soon as he was free, she took the thick organ in her hands and began to stroke it, panting in delight as she licked the top and gently caressed the shaft the way she had seen females do to their males. she was too young for a male of her own, but she had been curious and had watched. she knew the basic mechanics. her groin was aching so furiously, that she couldn't stop the tears of pain from spilling down as she kissed and licked his length, trembling as she molested the human that had stumbled across her. she gave him a hard shove, tumbling him to the forest floor and she straddled him, rubbing herself against his cock, eager mewls and small whimpers of pain leaving as his cock brushed against the raw, damaged parts of her as she slowly, slowly pushed himself with gasps of pleasure and relief. already the burning was starting to ease, just a little, as if the humans precum was a soothing balm. she knew the orgasm of the human male would at least ease the burning need deep inside of her. then she could think, and find a way to get help. she cried out as she rocked her hips, riding the male that she had managed to trap, laying her head on his chest as she moved faster, desperate, needing, and eager. Goddess how could something hurt so much, and still feel so good?
Thread: Rise of the Fayne- Moon/Mouse

she gasped and moaned and touched him with the desperation that was clear. she didn't care that he was cold, it felt amazing, simply amazing deep inside of herself. the soothing, calming, cooling flesh of the human male beneath her was easing every part of her burning need. she squeezed, surprised then he suddenly switched their positions, but she didn't fight him, she wrapped her legs around him and matched his thrusts with her own, arching and crying out with pleasure until he kissed her anyway, then she was too busy kissing him back to care about letting him know how good he was making her feel. she arched and writhed against him, pressing her breasts against him, her tail curling around his waist as if to make sure he didn't try to pull away before completing his task. Yes! Yes! Yes! she wailed, tossing her head back as she felt his seed flooding her bruised and abused cunt and she screamed as she came, her back coming up off the ground as she arched, shuddering and writhing as she came, and came hard. she was so glad that the burning had finally ended, that she smiled as she let the darkness take her without fuss or fight. she woke with a jerk, blinking a little as she looked up at the ceiling. where wad she? she looked around the little hut, her head tilted a little as she slowly sat up, wincing a little as her cunt ached at the motion. she reached down and touched the flesh there, wincing again at how swollen and painful it was... and something sticky was there too. she lifted her fingers and examined the substance with confusion. was that... with a little sniff she confirmed it. it was a man's seed. she knew she didn't have to worry about it, she wasn't sure why, but she knew that cum couldn't impregnate her. she frowned as she racked her brain for anything that she could remember... a giant serpent, who she owed four favors... and... and something about the moon. she shook her head and slowly eased out of the bed, trembling a little as she was overcome with overwhelming fear. where was she? who was she? was she safe? in danger? she felt like she was in danger... something was wrong, but she didn't really understand what... she moved through the little room she was in, wondering if she was a prisoner, or was she at a healers? had she been attacked? Hello? she called, her voice trembling with fear as she carefully opened the door, casting another look out the window before moving out into the hall. i... is someone there? she asked softly. please i... i don't know where i am... or how i got here... or who i am... she admitted, moving slowly down the hall, feeling exaughsted and sore. she had bruises all over from the tight grip of the seaweed and landing hard on the ground. the rough sex of the seaweed and her human male had aggravated the pain inside even more. making it difficult to walk.
Thread: Rise of the Fayne- Moon/Mouse

The room opened up to the simple interior of a hut, a living room and kitchen joined together as one. A pot bubbled over a flame in the hearth, filling the room with the appetizing smell of freshly seasoned soup. The furniture was simple, fashioned from driftwood or local forest trees. There wasnt much in the way of decoration, but the place was homey. Outside, the sound of the waves against the shore could be heard and fishing equipment, a simple throwing net and fishing spear rested beside the door, belying how the people who dwelled in the home lived. A woman with a figure that seemed at once sleek and voluptuous worked at the cooking pot, rummaging behind it in another, much smaller cauldron almost completely hidden from view. She spun as Aiscylla entered the room, revealing a face lined with the beginnings of age and much laughter, putting her somewhere in her mid to late thirties. Her skin and hair had been kissed profusely by the sun and her eyes were blue as the familiar young man sitting a short ways away. A dark haired girl set a bowl down on the table, tossing a shy smile the faynes way. While the other two were clearly mother and son, her relation was not as immediately apparent, although a closer look revealed some of the woman in her face. Perhaps she took more after her father than the young man, though there was no sign of him to confirm. Shes awake! the girl cried, almost squealing with delight. The sprites awake! Hush, the woman said, making her way over to Aisscylla. Are you alright, dear? You were a bitunder the weather, when my son found you. At that, the young mans face turned a violent shade of crimson. Mom! The teenage girl giggled, but the mother continued on as if they hadnt said or done anything. Im Miranda, the village healer. Youre in my familys cabinand we dont know who you are either. Her face turned sympathetic and she reached out to gently put a hand on Aisscyllas shoulder. The fingers were oddly cool to the touch considering the warmth in the room. Are you hurting anywhere? Your head perhaps? You look as if youve suffered some peculiar traumas.