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Snowy The Fairy [mf][fantasy][nc]

It was nearing dusk on a summer’s day in the Veil Forest, the time when fairies would emerge from hiding. One such fairy was Snowy. She stood 25 centimeters tall, with short vibrant blue hair and orange butterfly wings, feathery antennae, and honey-colored eyes that always looked a bit sad. She had no need for clothing in this weather, and was enjoying the warm breeze on her skin when she heard someone crying. It was coming from the edge of the forest, which bordered a small human town. The further from the deep forest, the less safe for a fairy, but Snowy’s curiosity got the best of her. She fluttered steadily toward the sound, looking for its source.

It was a human girl weeping. Eyes shut tight, she was leaning against a tree and clutching an empty jar against her chest. There was a colorful kerchief over her hair and she wore a pretty dress, strange attire for a walk in the woods. Snowy’s curiosity grew, and she hovered as near as she dared. This human didn’t seem dangerous, though. She was not very big, and not a hint of malice could be detected in her heart. Read more »

Snowy The Fairy [mf][size difference][nonconsent]

It was nearing dusk on a summer’s day in the Veil Forest, the time when fairies would emerge from hiding. One such fairy was Snowy. She stood 25 centimeters tall, with short vibrant blue hair and orange butterfly wings, feathery antennae, and honey-colored eyes that always looked a bit sad. She had no need for clothing in this weather, and was enjoying the warm breeze on her skin when she heard someone crying. It was coming from the edge of the forest, which bordered a small human town. The further from the deep forest, the less safe for a fairy, but Snowy’s curiosity got the best of her. She fluttered steadily toward the sound, looking for its source.

It was a human girl weeping. Eyes shut tight, she was leaning against a tree and clutching an empty jar against her chest. There was a colorful kerchief over her hair and she wore a pretty dress, strange attire for a walk in the woods. Snowy’s curiosity grew, and she hovered as near as she dared. This human didn’t seem dangerous, though. She was not very big, and not a hint of malice could be detected in her heart. Read more »

Stardew Valerie: A Lucky Penny [ff][oral][rule 34]

A petite young woman with long pink pigtails took her first steps onto the stone square of Pelican Town. Her ruby eyes were framed by thick lashes, and she wore a red plaid skirt with a white collared shirt and a black necktie. She squinted against the sun, but its warmth felt good on her fair skin, and she smiled as she took in the different buildings. Her name was Valerie, and she was the new farmer in town. She had just planted her first crops that morning, then after a nice shower and change of clothes, had decided to meet her new neighbors.

The first person she spotted was a girl with curly red hair that hung just past her ears. She wore a dandelion yellow collared shirt with short sleeves and a tan pencil skirt. A ragged cloth book bag was slung over her shoulder, and she seemed to be struggling to carry its weight, gripping the strap tightly with one hand and jutting her hip out to the side to keep from tipping over.

“Need some help?” Valerie called from behind her.

The girl looked back over her shoulder in surprise. “Oh! Uh, I think I’ve got it…” Read more »

The Lamia Quest [MF, monstergirl, nc, Fdom, unbirth]

Scott and Anath, lifelong friends and partners in adventure, entered the lair of the lamia together. They had accepted a quest to kill the creature, a half-human half-snake, for the safety of a nearby village. The reward offered was high, and it was thought that the monster had her own hoard on top of that. For Anath, success meant a nice house for him and his beloved Wynona back home. For Scott, it wasn’t so much about the gold as it was satisfaction that he was making the world a better place by ridding it of evil, and sharing the task with his best mate.

Anath was tall and agile, he led the way deeper into the cave. Scott followed as quietly as he could manage, which wasn’t easy in his heavy armor. The tunnel kept curving around and around, and always sloped downward. They both had torches, but there wasn’t much look at. The walls were unnaturally smooth, even tidy. They heard nothing as they descended, but after several minutes, began to notice a faint fragrance in the air. To Anath, it smelled like the soap his Wynona liked to use in the bath, and to Scott it smelled just like the incense from the cathedral where he had pledged to live a life of goodness. Read more »