medium-size Magnus walked through the enchanted clearing. It was a perfective tense peaceful day, as it always was in the enchanted glade. moderate-size Magnus hated it, too quiet. He was looking for a wood-nymph to surprise, maybe that would invigorate things up.

He spied a wood-nymph by the transport pool, on the enchanted Rock, in the shade of the enchanted tree."Awrite hen."He called to the wood-nymph, in an incongruous accent typical of his kind."Want tae give jiggly wi'it ?"

The wood-nymph raised her head, topped by its crown of auburn hairsbreadth, her milk white skin glowing in the soft light source. She saw Medium-Sized Magnus, all two feet of down tattoos, and said in a faint, hebdomad vox,"Fuck me please."

"Ne'er swatch a giving snuggle in th'gob."mentation Medium-Sized Magnus, his thoughts also in an incomprehensible accent mark. He jumped to fulfill her wish ; he landed between her conveniently unfastened legs. His manhood had grown to its full ten in. He'd been working on that surprise for the wood-nymphs, when your competition is centaurs, you need a surprise like that.

"Bang went saxpence !"Cried Medium-Sized Magnus, the fight cry of his kind. He manhood launch alliteratively into her minge. A nice bushy minge thought Medium-Sized Magnus, these wood-nymphs definitely knew how to dress themselves."smasher ! Bang ! Bang !"He cried as he thrust away, then finally"Aam comin'” He shot his man into the wood-nymphs minge, then fell over backwards and was fast asleep.

Elrinvienne looked on in disgust at Medium-Sized Magnus's behavior, she had been so heroic ; she had stooped to bestiality. A succubus would not normally be seen beat in the presence of one of his kind. Though if he hadn't come along at that precise bit, she may very well have been seen dead. She'd been dying of hunger ; she was out of her element. Why she was in the enchanted glen, so far from her household, was unreadable to her at that moment.

She was considering how long the meal would last her, when she heard the strait of her natural prey. Instantly, her body changed. She grew slimmer, and taller, her hips lost their padding, though her boob remained wow ! size. Her whisker grew blond and straightened, her minge became bare. She walked through the enchanted glade towards the phone of her prey.

At the sharpness of the trees she saw them, five preppies, they looked 18 to nineteen, the prime juicy age for her target. They were bent over the lens hood of their car studying something."I told you this wasn't the way to Vegas."Exclaimed one.

Elrinvienne stepped out from the shadowiness of the tree, into the harsh desert sunlight, and asked,"Could you help me boys ?"

And thus ensued the orgy.

Elrinvienne surveyed the wreckage of her repast as she scooped up and savored some err come. The five naked sweaty bodies lay snoring on the ground. In time past, a succuba feeding would completely drain the DOE out of her quarry, thus killing them. Elrinvienne was a Californian, she was environmentally conscious and thought that was uneconomical, so she only drained them to exhaustion, not demise. They'd wake up in a few hour, sore in unexpected places with a memory they wouldn't believe. Nor would any of their Friend they'd try to tell of it.

Elrinvienne made her way back into the entrance glade, back to the enchanted puddle and sat on the enchant rock in the tone of the enchanted tree. She felt vibrant, alive, full of muscularity. A big repast would do that, some coinage would deliver a post-prandial forty winks, succuba would go to a club and dance all Nox on a meal like that. She found herself turning back into a wood-nymph again. ‘ That queer must be awake.'she thought.

Indeed, she heard his vox,"Did ye loch yer bite ?"

"I did indeed."She replied, though'collation'hardly covered the fete she'd just had. Imagine chowing down on a basket wax of happy repast, that's what the collation was like to Elrinvienne.

"Ah thooght ye micht loch it."

The fairy seemed to be taking cite for the appearance of the preppies."That was your doing ?"

"Och aye, it's only fair, ye showed me sic'a kindness."

Understanding dawned on Elrinvienne,"You're a luck faerie ?"

"Ah am indeed."The luck faerie repaid kindness shown to it by creating undecomposed fortune for the kind one. While Elrinvienne had only been concerned with feeding off the fairy, he had seen her invitation as a kindness.

"Could your portion extend to getting me back to civilization ?"

"Ah dornt need luck fur ‘ at. Ah can locomote atween dimensions."Elrinvienne had heard of the charming means of travel of some fairies, she felt hope growing."Ah can tak'ye tae Vegas. If ye tak'me it jigging. Ah ken yer kin'likes a guid ceilidh."

Elrinvienne did indeed like a full party, she'd dearly missed them out here in the boonies ; she was bequeath to even accept the ill mannered fairy with her if that's what it took."OK, you have a mickle, take me to Vegas and I'll take you out clubbing."

As soon as she said it, they were in Vegas. She kept her Logos, a demon can't stop a hope freely given, but by the end of the evening she'd found herself falling for the humble downcast fairy. Under his gruff exterior, hid a warm and funny soul.

They wanted to dwell a cliched happily ever after, but their's was a forbidden love, they had to exist in the phantom apart from their several sort. They didn't care ; they had each former .