Old Classmates: Story of the Fairy part two

Warning: This is a crossover with Felarya, so vore and deadly dangers...

(Felarya, Fairy Kingdom, east of Kortiky, two weeks after the arrival)

Silvana was perplexed. She never thought or heard about dragoness viewing human mage as a sibling. She was intrigued too. Those two worked well as a team - she witnessed them taking down several animals and carnivorous plants that could take on each of them individually (like the four Kensha beasts). They also obviously cared for each other. Even if her hunch about the dragoness being ensnared by the mage somehow could be true, the Fairy knew she would be targeted by a dangerous pissed Dragon if she only touched the human, dragon she wasn't sure she could win against. Still they both were hilariously and blissfully unaware  of the Fairy's presence. The miniaturised Silvana spied on them as she wished. She found them pretty entertaining.

Silvana watched as the human, Charlotte, prepared the fruits she collected while the dragoness Sylphid guarded her, when growl of her own stomach remained her she didn't eaten anything, aside from the fruits and some flower's nectar she found in the morning. She threw a longing look in Charlotte's direction - the human girl would fill her empty stomach nicely and she didn't had any meat for meal after she started trailing the stranded duo. She actually envied Sylphid who ate several large animals during that time. She again considered to reveal herself to them and offer them her help. They were obviously newcomers from another dimension and so were going in circles so far. Although revealing herself would mean she gave up on catching the human girl. She had no doubts about Sylphid making sure she wouldn't deceive them and endanger her 'older' sister. The Faery WAS ninety percent sure she would never taste the exotic human magician - Sylphid was rather careful and guarded the human well - but the opportunity to succeed and get away with it would be lost should the dragoness know the Fairy was present. To avoid her wrath Silvana would be forced to actually guard the human too or be blamed by the fledgling Dragon. So, seeing them settle for the night she decided to search the forest around the camp for something to eat, preferable something breathing.

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'Better than nothing,' the frustrated Fairy thought. She spotted the small mixed group of Tomthumbs and Neeras scavenging small meadow for food. Normally she would ignore them - they didn't present challenge for magic wearing Fairy nor were particularly tasty or filling, but she was hungry and in need of living meat, any meat, in her tummy. It was ridiculously easy for her to charge the grass of the meadow with her magic. She felt as if she gained extra hair on her head - hair that lovingly ensnared the stunned Tinies, all fifteen of them. She grew herself to appropriate height (two thirds of humans one) so she could swallow her prey comfortably. To not alert Charlotte and Sylphid she created Dome of Silence above the meadow before she strolled in to show herself to her perplexed captives. Their disbelief that they were targeted by a Fairy of all giants was so funny Silvana forgot her frustration about 'easy' prey. 'They are so content with us ignoring them for more challenging prey they don't think about us as a treat,' she felt almost insulted. She had an epiphany there - the more Fairies ignore them the more brash the Tinies became. The Fairies saw this as less challenge - and ignore the Tinies more and more. Prey that literally crawled into your home is no fun to hunt. Only when really annoyed would Fairy eat some particularly cheeky Neera who was messing with her things. So 'the lowest of the low' lost all respect of the top Predators. They totally forgot the Fairies hunted them once regularly  - before humans became so plentiful Fairies started target them, liking the thrill as much as the food they get from the more dangerous hunts. It was almost insulting. 'I think someone needs a lesson in humility,' Silvana smirked down at her would be food.

"Hello Tinies," she gave them her most mischievous smile, smile she reserved for when she wanted to play with her helpless food a little. "I'm Silvana the Green Canopy Fairy," she introduced herself formally, then she massaged her sadly empty stomach while she knelt above them, and continued with a wicked glint in her forest green eyes "And this is a Mister Tummy. Mister Tummy," she turned her eyes to her bellybutton. "Say hello to your future guest!" she ordered. "Growwl," said the utterly famished Mister Tummy. This snapped the frozen Tinies from their disbelief when they remembered that there are only few species Fairies didn't hunt - and that nor Neera nor Tomthumbs are one of them. To her amusement they struggled in their bounds funnily, shooting in protest and fear. She reached down and snatched the leader of the foragers, a particularly feisty Neera male. She used her magic to divest him from his clothes - the few he had - and brought him up above her smiling face, holding him by the tail.

"No!" he protested. "Why are you doing this? We are not challenge for you! Stop!"

"Duh," she rolled her eyes, "I'm hungry and Mister Tummy didn't had any living guests for a while. So while you are really lame prey you will do. Now, hush and enjoy your last ride. Aren't I better then some wild Neko or some animal? Indeed being eaten by such lovely Fairy isn't so bad, is it?" She didn't give him time to answer and let go of his tail, the Neera falling inside her mouth, Sylvana's aim perfect like always. She took her time to taste him, sloshing him in her mouth. Neera's flavour was distinct from that of Neko or human but still not unpleasant. She swallowed him and sighed happily as he wriggled all way down into her belly. She reached for second prey, tomthumb woman this time. She looked like a miniature human. Silvana never ate one before and actually wondered if she also taste like normal human. Again the Fairy got rid of the offending clothes. The tiny woman stopped her struggle and only shivered as she was gently lowered inside her destiny. Only really faint "No" was mark she wasn't fully at peace with her end. Silvana decided to be gentle with her, so she slowly and gently soaked her in her warm saliva. The tomthumb actually tasted like honey and fruits with fragrance of sweat and adrenaline. Pleasant humming let the prey know the predator approved on her taste before she was swallowed as well. She reached for third but changed her mind - the Neera was pregnant - and took teenaged tomthumb boy instead. She giggled, as he was obviously aroused despite the danger. She never knew if he actually enjoyed his last ride tough... 

In the end Silvana let the pregnant Neera, one nursing tomthumb and three children go. The ten adult or teenaged Tinies were enough to satisfy her, and she felt generous as she cheerfully bid the goodbye, letting them flee from where they brethren were all killed.  The fairy let fade her spells into oblivion and still larger flew back to where 'her' human and dragon slept. She settled in the tree above them to take a nap herself, the pleasant writhing inside her thankful tummy making her sleepy. Feeling generous and thankful too, she briefly prayed to the Gods and Spirits to give her prey warm welcome in new life and thanked the Tinnies to make her life better. Then she fell asleep to digest her first good meal in several days.

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Next morning, her fifth in the company of the human and the dragoness, Silvana decided that some fruits and honey should quench her hunger, her craving for living meat satisfied with the nights hunt. Not going too far as to loose them she, yet again shrunken, collected and ate some small berries and drank the sugary sap from several flowers. Happy and carefree, she bathed herself in the flowers sweet aroma. Giggling, feeling like she drank the human drink called wine, she zigzagged to the strange intoxicating flower she never saw before. Hunger, she thought she satisfied by now, clutched her poor tummy. Eagerly she flew to the large blooms of the heavenly smelling plant. 'Such flower surely will have plenty of honey for me,' she thought, literally crawling inside the bloom.

First surprise was, that the flower didn't had a solid bottom, instead leading somewhere deep inside it's stem. The second was when the flower closed around her, capturing most of Silvana inside, only her calves and feet outside. The Fairy cried out in surprise more than a fear - yet. Still lightheaded she didn't understand what was going on. She felt the flower, once hanging down, straightening slowly. She felt the sun warming her feet, now pointing straight up. Before she could try to use her magic, the plant's grip tightened around her arms and head and she was slowly but relentlessly dragged inside. Frantically she tried to enlarge herself - and failed, the sticky sweet sap of the plant stunting her magic! Deathly fear made her cry out in earnest. 'Fool! You are a fool, Silvana!' she dreaded. 'Never saw the plant. Of course! You are dead Fairy if you saw one! Idiot! No, no, no, no ...!'  "Heelp!" HEELP!" the trapped Fairy cried out. she felt her body sliding down quicker, she felt her feet entering the flower's stem, she felt herself being quenched , breathless and drowning in the deadly sap. "Heelp! Miss Dragon! Charlotte! Help me! Help me...! she cried quieter and quieter as she asphyxiate. Tears flowed from her eyes to her temple, mixing with the sweet death around her. The last what she saw was the face of her Kortiky friend she would never see again. "Marciaa!" she cried before blacking out.

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(cliffhanger?)

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(NAH! I'm too generous to write one!)








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"There, she went away again," the mage Charlotte aka Tabitha quietly told to her companion who gave her an amused look. They knew they were spied on for three days now, right after the battle with Kenshas (the beast were scary!). They captured several brief glimpses of her, and yesterday when she returned, presumably from a hunt, the Fairy was less careful, and Charlotte and Sylphid found her, fast asleep, in the tree above their camp. Charlotte admired the beauty of her shoulder long wavy green hair, her perfect figure with B cup breaths, slender waist, lovely bottom and long sexy legs. Like most Fairies, according to Sylphid, she was naked. She had cute blue antennae and her wings were actually derivation of mantis's wings. She was so innocent looking but Sylphid warned Charlotte to not rouse her - she could be, would be dangerous. Better let her have her fun and take her down if she decides to attack. Or call on her when they settle for night again. Perhaps Sylphid could persuade her to help them. To know where she is and what she was doing, Sylphid gently ensnared her with her wind magic - no need to loose her from their sight now, they knew she was there. So they spied on her as she spied on them before she flew away to find something to eat, humming for herself happily. Charlotte shuddered and prayed briefly for the souls the fairy captured yesterday. Even if they weren't actually humans, according the dragoness, the poor captives were definitely alive when they found the fairy, even if they were dying, the digestion and lack of air killing them one by one. Charlotte hoped no one will be devoured today, and she REALLY hoped she wouldn't find out what it feels herself.

She decided to get some fresh fruits herself, and she was happily munching on a citrus-like one when Sylphid turned sharply to the right. Then she heard it too - faint cries of distress. Instinctively, and before Sylphid could stop her, Charlotte hurried to from where she thought she heard the cries. Luckily only rather small carnivorous plant was growing in the small flower-covered clearing. Charlotte looked around, not seeing anyone or anything, but then she heard silent "Marciaa!" coming from the plant. She stepped nearer and spotted small bulge descending quietly through one of the several flower's stems. With horrific suspicion Charlotte reached for the stem and cried out in surprise when the plant's flowers turned on her and tried to bite her. She calmed down when nothing happened - the plant's several 'mouths' were too small and lacked real teeth to harm someone as large as human. Mustering some courage, the girl firmly squeezed the stem under the suspicious bulge, halting its descend. As the plant tried to get free, she get better look at it - and really the bulge had unquestioningly feminine shape. Without waiting, the knight girl took out her dagger, and deftly cut off the stem under its captive. Small rush of sweet smelling sap came out of it with more sourly smelling one pouring out the stem's cut walls. The cut of flower, coiled around and biting the hand that held her, briefly tighten before going limp, dead.

Enraged growl warned Charlotte to get out of the way. She barely left the clearing when torrent of dragon fire turned the carnivorous plant (and anything else growing there) into hot ashes. Charlotte automatically doused the remaining fires and turned to look at her angry familiar. "What was that for?" she asked her.

"Feyweed!"  the dragoness growled, bitter anger in her eyes. "Didn't know it was native here. Some hateful humans brought it to my land when I was younger and the green plague took its heavy toil on our Fair Folk. Before we and they managed to eradicate it thousands, our family friends included, were devoured. That we devoured those who did it is small consolation. You see, the plant emits smell that is intoxicating and attractive for the Fairies. And when they crawled inside the flower," she gestured to the one Charlotte still held, "only death will await them. The nectar - digestive sap will robe the fairy of her magic, and even if she or he snapped from the euphoria, it is usually too late. The stem also squash their prey, injuring it but not killing it. They died only by drowning in the plants digestive sacks underground then they are slowly turned into the plant's nourishments." 

Charlotte stared at the unmoving captive in her hands, then she slowly and gently pressed her out from the dead stem. It was 'their' fairy, shrunken, unconscious but still alive. Her antennae were bent, she was bruised all over her body and her beautiful wings were badly damaged and wrinkled. Unknown to Charlotte (but not to Sylphid) she was absolutely powerless and helpless, in mercy of the human mage and the dragoness.

"How can I help her?" Charlotte asked her companion.

"Lay her down on the soil," Sylphid advised. "You can use some healing magic, but be careful. You can easily shock her to death. That's it! Good! Now, we wait. She should wake up in a hour or so."

(End of the chapter)