medium-size Magnus walked through the enchanted glade. It was a everlasting peaceful day, as it always was in the enchanted clearing. Medium-Sized Magnus hated it, too quiet. He was looking for a wood-nymph to storm, maybe that would liven things up.

He spied a wood-nymph by the enchanted pond, on the charm John Rock, in the tone of the witch tree."Awrite hen."He called to the wood-nymph, in an incongruous accentuate typical of his kind."Want tae give jiggly wi'it ?"

The wood-nymph raised her headway, topped by its Crown of auburn fuzz, her Milk E. B. White hide glowing in the easygoing light source. She saw Medium-Sized Magnus, all two substructure of sorry tattoos, and said in a deliquium, week spokesperson,"ass me please."

"Ne'er swatch a endowment cuddle in th'gob."thought Medium-Sized Magnus, his thoughts also in an incomprehensible stress. He jumped to fulfill her want ; he landed between her conveniently out-of-doors branch. His manhood had grown to its full ten inches. He'd been working on that surprise for the wood-nymphs, when your contest is centaurs, you need a surprisal like that.

"flush went saxpence !"Cried Medium-Sized Magnus, the battle cry of his sort. He manhood dip alliteratively into her minge. A nice bushy minge thought Medium-Sized Magnus, these wood-nymphs definitely knew how to groom themselves."Bang ! bang ! belt !"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 doings, she had been so desperate ; she had stooped to bestiality. A succubus would not normally be seen perfectly in the comportment of one of his kind. Though if he hadn't come along at that exact second, she may very well suffer been seen short. She'd been dying of thirst ; she was out of her constituent. Why she was in the charm glen, so far from her home, was unclear to her at that moment.

She was considering how long the meal would final stage her, when she heard the sounds of her rude prey. Instantly, her body changed. She grew slimmer, and taller, her hips lost their padding, though her breast remained wow ! sized. Her hair grew blond and straightened, her minge became bare. She walked through the enchanted glade towards the phone of her prey.

At the edge of the tree diagram she saw them, five preppies, they looked Eighteen to nineteen, the quality juicy age for her quarry. They were bent over the hood 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 abrasive desert sun, 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 rove come. The five defenseless sweaty bodies lay snoring on the ground. In times past, a succubus feeding would completely drain the energy out of her quarry, 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 hours, sore in unexpected places with a storage they wouldn't believe. Nor would any of their acquaintance they'd try to tell of it.

Elrinvienne made her way back into the enchanted glade, back to the enchanted pool and sat on the jinx rock in the shadowiness of the entrance Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. She felt vibrant, alive, full moon of energy. A big meal would do that, some coinage would have a post-prandial snooze, succubi would go to a night club and dance all night on a meal like that. She found herself turning back into a wood-nymph again. ‘ That queen must be awake.'she thought.

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

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

"Ah thooght ye micht loch it."

The fay seemed to be taking credit entry 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 poof ?"

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

"Could your fate extend to getting me back to civilisation ?"

"Ah dornt need luck fur ‘ at. Ah can travel atween dimensions."Elrinvienne had heard of the wizardly agency of travel of some pansy, 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 dear party, she'd dearly missed them out here in the boonies ; she was leave to even take the ill mannered fairy with her if that's what it took."OK, you have a deal, occupy me to Vegas and I'll take you out clubbing."

As soon as she said it, they were in Vega. She kept her word, a demon can't break a hope freely given, but by the end of the evening she'd found herself falling for the minuscule blue queen. Under his gruff exterior, hid a warm and funny soul.

They wanted to go a cliched happily ever after, but their's was a forbidden honey, they had to go in the shadows apart from their respective kinds. They didn't care ; they had each former .