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

He spied a wood-nymph by the enamour pond, on the entrance rock, in the shade of the enchanted tree."Awrite hen."He called to the wood-nymph, in an incongruous stress typical of his variety."Want tae give jiggly wi'it ?"

The wood-nymph raised her school principal, topped by its crown of auburn pilus, her milk white skin glowing in the voiced Light. She saw Medium-Sized Magnus, all two feet of blue angel tattoos, and said in a deliquium, hebdomad phonation,"ass me please."

"Ne'er swatch a gift cuddle in th'gob."sentiment Medium-Sized Magnus, his sentiment also in an incomprehensible accent. He jumped to fulfill her wishing ; he landed between her conveniently open ramification. His manhood had grown to its to the 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 battle cry of his variety. He manhood plunk alliteratively into her minge. A nice bushy minge thought Medium-Sized Magnus, these wood-nymphs definitely knew how to groom themselves."Bang ! charge ! Bang !"He cried as he thrust away, then finally"Aam comin'” He shot his opus 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 do-or-die ; she had stooped to bestiality. A succubus would not normally be seen dead in the presence of one of his kind. Though if he hadn't come along at that precise here and now, she may very well have been seen deadened. She'd been dying of hunger ; she was out of her element. Why she was in the enamour glen, so far from her home, was unclear to her at that moment.

She was considering how long the meal would lowest her, when she heard the sound of her natural quarry. Instantly, her organic structure changed. She grew slimmer, and taller, her rosehip lost their padding, though her bosom remained wow ! sized. Her hair grew blond and straightened, her minge became bare. She walked through the enchanted glade towards the sound of her prey.

At the edge of the trees she saw them, five preppies, they looked 18 to nineteen, the undercoat juicy age for her prey. 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 nuance of the Tree, into the rough 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 stray come. The five naked sweaty bodies lay snoring on the footing. In times past times, a succubus feeding would completely drain the energy out of her prey, thus killing them. Elrinvienne was a Californian, she was environmentally witting and thought that was wasteful, so she only drained them to exhaustion, not death. They'd wake up in a few minute, sore in unexpected billet with a memory they wouldn't believe. Nor would any of their protagonist they'd try to separate of it.

Elrinvienne made her way back into the enthrall glade, back to the enrapture syndicate and sat on the witch rock in the tint of the enchanted Tree. She felt vibrant, alive, wide of energy. A big meal would do that, some species would have a post-prandial nap, succuba would go to a club and dance all night on a meal like that. She found herself turning back into a wood-nymph again. ‘ That poof must be awake.'she thought.

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

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

"Ah thooght ye micht loch it."

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

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

sympathy dawned on Elrinvienne,"You're a luck fairy ?"

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

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

"Ah dornt need fate fur ‘ at. Ah can move around atween dimensions."Elrinvienne had heard of the magical means of locomotion of some queer, she felt Bob Hope growing."Ah can tak'ye tae Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. 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 bequeath to even take the ill mannered queer with her if that's what it took."OK, you have a deal, take me to Vegas and I'll withdraw you out clubbing."

As soon as she said it, they were in Lope de Vega. She kept her word, a demon can't die a promise freely given, but by the end of the evening she'd found herself falling for the small blue pouf. Under his gruff exterior, hid a fond and risible soul.

They wanted to experience a cliched happily ever after, but their's was a prohibited love, they had to live in the shadows apart from their respective kinds. They didn't maintenance ; they had each former .