Fairy Poppins didn’t enjoy being spanked at all. I kept one finger idly rubbing over her slit in between hard slaps to the bottom.
“St—” she almost said for about the tenth ti. Another spank interrupted her, and sent her yowling in pain again. Fairy dust puffed out of her hair and wings at each body-vibrating strike.
“You can either keep tally, or stop talking all together,” I told her.
All around us was the plaid interior of the sleeping bag, the wrinkles looking like they were a foot high, the room around us feeling like it was the size of a skyscraper. As usual, as soon as I’d whipped it out of my pants, Poppy went straight for my dick and engaged both Pheromones and Adaptability, shrinking down and enlarging herself until we were both about eight inches tall. She didn’t like what ca next: wrenching off her leaf skirt and bending her over my lap.
“You have been a brat, and you’ve been insufferable on top of that,” I hissed through clenched teeth. “All you have to do is apologize, or not speak at all, and this can stop.” And, as had happened the first eight or ten tis, she started to protest. At which point I brought my hand down.
Above us, Vellenia stared at us, Kaiju huge with her big inquisitive eyes while I held the struggling fairy down and gave her spank after spank. With Psyspeech I told her she could join in the punishnt using my Group Play skill. It would allow to project Adaptability out to a consenting romantic partner within eight feet, even if I wasn’t presently engaged with them. Vellenia had slowly shaken her head, and I’d gone back to the punishnt.
In my lap, Poppy squird against my thumb, which ran up the length of her slit and back down, slowly. Too slowly to get her off. The enhanced pleasure only did so much, and my new skill Seduction told how close she was to orgasm. Right now, far off. The dark part of that enjoyed tornting Chrysta had returned and was enjoying the Seduction skill’s effects. I could, and would, edge Poppy just below the point of climax for as long as this needed to take.
“That hurts-uh!” Poppy cried, sounding like a petulant teenager.
I chose a spot that wasn’t too red and brought my hand back down again. Crack!
“Ow-uh!” she whined. “Sto—”
Every ti she started to say the word ‘stop’ I went back in with another smack.
“You don’t tell what to do,” I growled, thumb gliding up and down her slit. “That is not sothing you get to do. Now tell you understand and this can end.” I paused over the hood of her clit and gently rubbed around it. Her pussy imdiately got wet and she moaned.
“You promised,” she whined again. “You promised to fuck .”
“I will,” I said, “but not now, and not like this.” My thumb slipped into her, just a tad, and erged soaked with her juices and the sparkling fairy dust. The effect was to make hard.
“You will. You will fuck ! Right now!”
Crack! This ti I aid for an already red spot and she squird, hard.
“I don’t like this,” I told her, which was half a lie. I was rock hard by this point, poking her in the stomach where she lay across my lap.
“Stooooooo—” Crack!
As she cried out, I resud stroking her, feeling her spread her thighs and push her ass back against my roaming fingers. The fairy dust was a great indicator of how aroused she’d gotten. The sparkles were stuck to the insides of her thighs, and a few were now on my shrunken pants.
“You sure are lucky you can fly,” I comnted lightly, “because you won’t be sitting anyti soon.”
“Fletcherrrrrrrr,” she whined yet again. “Fuck eeeee. I know you want to.”
I spanked her again, and when she asked to stop, again. And when she wriggled too much, again.
The fairy dust spread with her juices, out in a puddle. The pussy stroking was working, despite the pain. She grew more and more aroused as ti went on, since my clit stroking was spot on, and my thumb kept slipping up inside her. Now when I spanked her, the Seduction skill told her lust was growing even higher. The fairy dust trail stuck to her was halfway down the insides of her thighs, and spattered liberally all over her backside and lower back from the spanks.
“I know you want it,” she whined. “You want to fuck just like I want to be fucked. I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll bend over and stick my poor little pussy up in the air. I’ll put my feet behind my head. I’ll suck your big old cock all the way down my teensy little fairy throat and stare into your eyes while you choke with it. You want to stick that big, fat, aty—“ Crack! “Ow-uh! Why?”
“I’m not fracking you today,” I told her calmly. My cock protested these words. It wanted sex, a lot. My cock did not discriminate. It would fuck the center of that vine creature if that’s what it took right this mont. This actually triggered a Stave Off check using my Durability, which was concerning. I wasn’t about to let this miscreant win.
I spanked her again, and again, and again. She was beginning to enjoy the spankings, it seed. She ratcheted up closer to an orgasm with each spank and stroke in between.
“This isn’t going to happen,” I told her again. Had she sensed I was slipping? There was a puddle of her arousal on my pant leg now and my cock was throbbing fiercely.
“Just fuck eeeee ow!” The slap of flesh on flesh was harder this ti, and I didn’t follow it up with any pussy stroking.
“Fletcher,” she whined, trying to crane her neck to look back at . “I know you want to f— oww-uh, you jerk! You’re hurting !”
“I don’t know how many spanks it takes to shut you up and make you listen for once,” I said.
“Just shove your cock down my throat and I’ll shut OWW!”
“We’re done here,” I said, and began to rise.
She must have sensed that I was completely done with her bullshirt. She also knew that if we didn’t have physical contact and more importantly sexual physical contact, I would grow to regular size, and she would shrink to her regular size. No more talking at that point.
So she got up on her knees and clutched at my pants.
“Please!” She begged. “Please, I’ll be good. You can do whatever you want to and I’ll be good.” She wiped away tears that had brimd at the corners of her eyes.
“Not possible,” I said.
“You can fuck my ass, as hard as you want. You can shoot all over . You can, uh, you can grow back to regular size and shoot off all over .” That would practically drown her in my seed. Jeez, that was twisted to think about… and arousing.
The UI forced another Stave Off check using my Durability, and I barely passed the higher difficulty this ti. I barely had the self control to stop myself from ramming myself into this demanding crybaby, riding her hard, and filling her up completely.
I spanked her again and again, while she whined and squird.
“Submit,” I ordered.
“No! St— ow!”
“Submit, or this is the last ti I touch you.”
She was panting, and started muttering ‘fuck fuck fuck’ over and over under her breath. The writhing on my lap and the desperate attempts to put herself back in my hands all failed. Instead she turned wild eyes my way, hair plastered to her forehead.
The words ca out in a frenzied rush. “I need it Fletcher you need to give it to I’ll do anything I just need it I need it you have to—”
“Submit,” I repeated.
Finally, after all that ti, looking like a woman possessed, the little fairy seed to deflate like a balloon with the air slowly let out. She sagged against my legs and just hung there. For my part, I stroked her backside with my fingertips in a slow, lazy, circular motion. Her lips continued moving but no sound ca out.
“What’s that?” I demanded.
“Fine,” she said louder.
“Fine what?”
“I won’t… demand anything. Even though I want it and need it and you never give it to even though the others get it all the ti.”
One last smack seed extraordinarily loud in the silence.
Tears finally spilled over. “Whyyyyy?”
“Promise,” I said. She did, imdiately. “And promise that when Cinzy gets back you’re going to leave her to her own decisions and not force her to do anything.”
“Fine.” I pulled my hand up off her ass, and she winced. “I said fine! It’s fine! I promise. I won’t!”
I followed this up with several rapid fire, punishing orgasms. With the way she was riled up, it took no ti at all to slip one thumb up into her and massage her clit with just my fingers. She’d already leaked all over , and gotten sparkling fairy dust mixed with arousal all over the place. I added the Token to this to enhance our pleasure, but my special abilities were also working on the both of us.
She shrieked and ca, grabbing onto my leg and lifting herself up. Staring at the sky, she shook and squealed, and soon gushed even more fluid out in a torrent. When her orgasm began to subside, according to the Seduction skill, I pressed the attack again, stroking around her clit and pressing down against the one spot that really did it for her.
“St… st… stop! Fl-Fletcher!”
This ti, with my other hand, I caressed her wings like she’d asked for the first ti, pulling slightly as I went.
She went wild. A tinny scream ca out of her but was quickly choked off. Her whole body convulse and her arms failed to hold her up, so she went crashing onto the vast expanse of soft, pillowy sleeping bag. Eyes rolling up in her head, another spray of cum rushed out of her.
She was utterly insensate after that, twitching and gurgling. Her lower body was soaked, and covered in glowing multicolored glitter.
“Work on your approach,” I said, “And rember your promise.” I planned on leaving her in a puddle of her own secretions, when a flash of bright light ca out of her. She slowly lifted into the air, flashing with increasingly brighter lights. Adaptability was wearing off, and I found myself growing in size while Poppy shrank down at the sa ti.
Luminixie has transford into Mystixie. Mystixie has been added to your Nakamadex.
I was processing all of this, and went to my Nakamadex where Poppy’s species write up could be accessed.
Luminixie
First Stage Nakamamon
Luminixie are a sentient race of fairy Nakamamon possessed of insect-like wings and a deep reservoir of personal magic. They glow with an inner light and affect reality in various ways by using Fairy Dust. So of the docunted ways include lessening the effects of gravity on subjects, making subjects euphoric or more susceptible to suggestion, making subjects glow with inner light, and increasing or decreasing friction on subjects. Each Luminixie should be treated with caution and understood well or kept at arms’ reach, as they can vary greatly in personality. Many are tricksters.
Typical length: 2-4 inches (tiny)
Typical weight: 0.1-1 oz.
Gender: female
Aspect: fairy
Transformations: Sprixie -> Luminixie -> Mystixie
“Many are tricksters,” I muttered. “No shift.”
I glanced down at the larger, but still tiny fairy. Her wings had gone from a typical to a glowing purple. They’d been thin and oblong, a dragonfly’s wings, but were now much larger. The coloration appeared to be like a moth wing on acid: red, magenta, purple, streaks of black and white, with a huge black pupil in the center of the large top wing and a smaller one in the smaller bottom wing. This was surrounded by an iris that looked extrely human. As I stared at it, the blue irises shifted to match my green gray.
The rest of Poppy had changed by quite a lot as well. She was slightly larger, and while she’d been a thin female with small breasts before, she was now a voluptuous and buxom full-figured woman. She’d had yellow skin before, or glowed with yellow light and it hadn’t been distinguishable; she now had soft lavender skin. Again, she glowed with a purple light. Her hair had been a golden blonde as well, and straight. It was now a deep purple, and fell in luxurious waves down her shoulders and back.
The write up for Mystixie, which Poppy now was, wasn’t too different from what I’d just read
Mystixie
Second Stage Nakamamon
Mystixie, like their basic and first stage versions, are small sentient fairies with insect-like wings and a vast reservoir of concentrated magic. Mystixies use this magic to trick and beguile targets when they fail to get what they want. Keeping a Mystixie can be extrely useful, but they are unpredictable and can cause just as much mischief to their friends and allies as they can to their targets.
Typical length: 3-5 inches (tiny)
Typical weight: 0.5-2 oz.
Gender: female
Aspect: fairy
Transformations: Sprixie -> Luminixie -> Mystixie
“Oh wow,” I said.
Vellenia was quick to see what the problem was, and she was even quicker to throw her dress off. Before I could say anything she’d dropped to her knees and had my pants off, then had my full erection in her mouth. All of her many tongues swirled over my shaft. The top, sides, and especially my sensitive underside. She humd as she went, holding onto my legs and soon massaging my butt.
“Vel, you don’t… ohhhhh…” Maybe she didn’t have to, but she sure wanted to. I lost any will to slow her down or stop her. Instead, I peered down into her determined eyes and watched her slurp into her mouth again and again.
Five minutes later she was still going. I watched her tail lazily sway back and forth while she worked, and her eyes drift closed with the bliss of turning on. That snow white face, those pink ear fins, and that minty green hair all served to turn on further.
“I’m… close…” I told her, straining. Dealing with Poppy had pushed to the brink several tis.
Her pace only intensified. She reached down and gave my sack so light tickles and scratches, and humd again. Finally, I couldn’t stand more, and took her by the ear fins to explode noisily into her mouth.
This is Christopher, luckiest man alive on any world.
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