Medium-Sized Magnus walked through the transport glade. It was a unadulterated peaceful day, as it always was in the charm glade. Medium-Sized Magnus hated it, too repose. He was looking for a wood-nymph to surprise, maybe that would liven things up.

He spied a wood-nymph by the enchanted pond, on the enchanted rock, in the shade of the charm 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 hair, her milk white cutis glowing in the voiced light. She saw Medium-Sized Magnus, all two human foot of down tattoos, and said in a syncope, week interpreter,"Fuck me please."

"Ne'er swatch a gift cuddle in th'gob."thought process Medium-Sized Magnus, his thought process also in an uncomprehensible accent. He jumped to fulfill her compliments ; he landed between her conveniently open legs. His manhood had grown to its full ten inches. He'd been working on that surprisal for the wood-nymphs, when your competition is Centaurus, you need a surprise like that.

"Bang went saxpence !"Cried Medium-Sized Magnus, the battle cry of his kind. He manhood plunged alliteratively into her minge. A dainty bushy minge thought Medium-Sized Magnus, these wood-nymphs definitely knew how to train themselves."strike ! Bang ! 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 bushed in the presence of one of his variety. Though if he hadn't come along at that accurate mo, she may very well have been seen dead. She'd been dying of thirst ; she was out of her component. Why she was in the capture glen, so far from her abode, was unreadable to her at that moment.

She was considering how long the meal would last her, when she heard the sound of her natural prey. Instantly, her body changed. She grew slimmer, and taller, her coxa 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 auditory sensation of her prey.

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

Elrinvienne stepped out from the spectre of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm 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 torso lay snoring on the ground. In prison term past times, a succubus feeding would completely drain the energy out of her prey, thus killing them. Elrinvienne was a Californian, she was environmentally conscious and thought that was uneconomical, so she only drained them to exhaustion, not expiry. They'd wake up in a few time of day, sore in unexpected places with a memory they wouldn't believe. Nor would any of their friends they'd try to severalise of it.

Elrinvienne made her way back into the enchanted glade, back to the capture pool and sat on the enchanted rock in the shade of the enamor tree. She felt vibrant, alive, full of energy. A big meal would do that, some species would have a post-prandial snooze, succuba would go to a club and dance all nighttime 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'collation'hardly covered the fiesta she'd just had. Imagine chowing down on a field goal broad of well-chosen meals, that's what the snack was like to Elrinvienne.

"Ah thooght ye micht loch it."

The fairy seemed to be taking credit for the show 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 sprite ?"

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

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

"Ah dornt need circumstances fur ‘ at. Ah can travel atween dimensions."Elrinvienne had heard of the sorcerous means of travel of some fairies, she felt 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 upright party, she'd dearly missed them out here in the boonies ; she was willing to even direct the ill mannered fairy with her if that's what it took."OK, you have a hatful, take me to Vegas and I'll take you out clubbing."

As soon as she said it, they were in Vegas. She kept her word, a ogre can't recrudesce a hope freely given, but by the end of the evening she'd found herself falling for the small drear fairy. Under his gruff outside, hid a affectionate and funny soul.

They wanted to dwell a cliched happily ever after, but their's was a proscribed love, they had to live in the shadower apart from their several kinds. They didn't care ; they had each other .