medium-sized Magnus walked through the beguile glade. It was a perfect peaceful day, as it always was in the enchanted glade. Medium-Sized Magnus hated it, too repose. He was looking for a wood-nymph to surprise, maybe that would animate things up.

He spied a wood-nymph by the enchanted pond, on the witch rock music, in the tad 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 crest of auburn hair, her Milk River white hide radiance in the soft light. She saw Medium-Sized Magnus, all two metrical unit of bluish tattoos, and said in a faint, week voice,"nookie me please."

"Ne'er swatch a talent cuddle in th'gob."view Medium-Sized Magnus, his thoughts also in an incomprehensible accent. He jumped to satisfy her compliments ; he landed between her conveniently open peg. His manhood had grown to its broad ten inches. He'd been working on that surprise for the wood-nymphs, when your competition is Centaur, you need a surprise like that.

"fringe went saxpence !"Cried Medium-Sized Magnus, the fight cry of his sort. He manhood plunk alliteratively into her minge. A gracious bushy minge thought Medium-Sized Magnus, these wood-nymphs definitely knew how to dress themselves."rush ! boot ! Bang !"He cried as he thrust away, then finally"Aam comin'” He shot his piece 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 desperate ; she had stooped to bestiality. A succubus would not normally be seen dead in the presence of one of his sort. Though if he hadn't come along at that accurate moment, she may very well have been seen dead. She'd been dying of hungriness ; she was out of her factor. Why she was in the enchanted glen, so far from her home, was unclear to her at that moment.

She was considering how long the meal would conclusion her, when she heard the audio of her innate prey. Instantly, her body changed. She grew slimmer, and taller, her hips lost their cushioning, though her breast remained wow ! size. Her whisker grew blond and straightened, her minge became bare. She walked through the enchanted clearing towards the audio of her prey.

At the bound of the trees she saw them, five preppies, they looked eighteen to nineteen, the flush juicy age for her prey. They were bent grass over the toughie of their car studying something."I told you this wasn't the way to Vegas."Exclaimed one.

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

And thus ensued the orgy.

Elrinvienne surveyed the wreckage of her meal as she scooped up and savored some stray come. The five naked sweaty organic structure lay snoring on the solid ground. In times past, a succubus feeding would completely drain the vitality out of her fair game, thus killing them. Elrinvienne was a Californian, she was environmentally conscious and thought that was wasteful, so she only drained them to exhaustion, not demise. They'd wake up in a few 60 minutes, sore in unexpected lieu 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 beguile glade, back to the transport consortium and sat on the enchanted stone in the shade of the beguile tree. She felt vibrant, awake, wax of energy. A big meal would do that, some species would have a post-prandial catnap, succuba would go to a order and saltation all Night on a meal like that. She found herself turning back into a wood-nymph again. ‘ That poove must be awake.'she thought.

Indeed, she heard his voice,"Did ye loch yer snack ?"

"I did indeed."She replied, though'snack'hardly covered the feast she'd just had. Imagine chowing down on a basket full of felicitous meal, that's what the snack was like to Elrinvienne.

"Ah thooght ye micht loch it."

The pouf seemed to be taking acknowledgment 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 poove ?"

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

"Could your luck extend to getting me back to refinement ?"

"Ah dornt need luck fur ‘ at. Ah can jaunt atween dimensions."Elrinvienne had heard of the wizardly means of locomotion 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 good party, she'd dearly missed them out here in the boonies ; she was willing to even acquire the ill mannered fag with her if that's what it took."OK, you have a deal, deal me to Lope de Vega and I'll bring you out clubbing."

As soon as she said it, they were in Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. She kept her word, a demon can't intermit a promise freely given, but by the end of the evening she'd found herself falling for the small blueish fairy. Under his gruff exterior, hid a warm and queer soul.

They wanted to exist a cliched happily ever after, but their's was a forbidden lovemaking, they had to live in the phantasm apart from their respective variety. They didn't aid ; they had each other .