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Chapter 1: The Collection Starts With One
Minutes ticked by, overworked ceiling fans desperately spun in circles trying to push the heat of a hot summer day out of the deserted coffee shop where Sophie had her head resting on the counter. A cup of ice rapidly melted as she balanced it on her temple, looking for any way possible to avoid this heat from knocking her out before her shift was over. The store’s air conditioning unit had blown out sometime earlier in the week, and management was scrambling to get it fixed before customers avoided the store for the rest of the heat wave.
Eyes darted to the clock, a dull ticking as it counted the seconds. It was just a few more minutes before Sophie was free to leave. Free to head back to her air-conditioned apartment, stocked with ice cream and nice, cold drinks, and a refreshing shower…
Sophie pulled her head up as she lost herself in the daydream, knocking the cup of water and ice onto the counter as she rubbed her face trying to snap out of her doldrum. The water slowly began to spread along the counter, the ice cubes floating around as they enjoyed their freedom from the plastic cup. Sophie glanced around as she started to wipe down the counter, praying that no one noticed her making a mess up front.
Sheepishly, she finished wiping up and threw the remnants of the ice into the cup and tossed it out, before finally getting to clock out for the day and happily sprinting out the back door to the shop to retrieve her bike. She quickly undid the lock and clicked on a simple, deep blue bike helmet before she began to peddle through city streets, feeling the breeze rush through her sweat-stained work polo as she pushed through the sweltering heat until she arrived back at her apartment complex.
With her bike locked up tight outside the front door, Sophie popped into the creaky old elevator of her apartment and leaned against the chipped paint that adorned the decades old machine as it whirred and grunted as it dragged her panting body up the nine stories of the poorly refurbished apartment complex. As Sophie arrived at her floor, she didn’t budge as she waited for the elevator to remember to open the doors for her. It creaked and whined for nearly a minute before finally the aged doors parted and Sophie lumbered a few doors down to her apartment.
She fumbled with her keys for a few seconds before finally she let herself into her apartment, stumbling slightly as her door gives way and she’s forced to support her own sluggish body as she inches closer and closer to her room, where she retrieves a pair of black short shorts that stop just below her butt and a plain white tank top that was two sizes too big for her frame. Her breasts did their best to fill out the loose fabric, but any movement that was too quick could see them slipping out and creating a real mess.
She dragged the loose bundle of clothes along with a pair of striped white and blue panties and a change of socks to the bathroom as she took a long, chilling shower that let her clean the layer of sweat that had dried out over her body. Sophie let the stresses of her day be scrubbed away with the filth of her body as her bar of soap glided across her skin, dappled with freckles leftover pockmarks of bad acne as a teenager. The water rolled across every curve of her body, her ample breasts and ass and the dangling form of her flaccid penis.
She finished up her shower and quickly pat herself dry, then hopped into her casual clothes that she had set out and made her way over to the computer set up in her living room. It booted and hummed as the fans struggled on the older machine. Her hazel eyes reflected back in the dark of the monitor as it flickered off for a brief moment before the boot finished, and she quickly navigated to her usual sites: Fairynet.com, Allthingsmagic.com, and SkyBlue.
The fairy and magical forums she frequented were the only place she could believe in the arcane, of the fantastical without being ridiculed or given strange looks. They weren’t very active, but Sophie knew each poster by their display name and profile picture and knew them as some of her closest friends. There was scant information found, so instead these believers traded tales of what they want the fairies they find to look like, talk like, and how they would act. But Sophie had different goals for why she wanted a fairy of her own, and her penis twitched as she tried to shake those thoughts from her head and she checked for updates to the fairy hunting board.
To her surprise, there was one new entry from a user she’s never seen before that caught her attention: Where To Find Fairies(By a Real Fairy). Sophie rolled her eyes, pranksters like these were common but as she glanced at the document before tearing this troll a new one, she was thrown by the level of detail on the page. It had been edited to look closer to parchment instead of a plain white background, the font was modified to look like cursive, and the information nestled within the flowing script tickled something in the back of Sophie’s mind.
Could this be real? It showed markings to look for that denoted where a fairy village’s borders were, and how to spot their houses once you got closer to their territory. It even listed the best type of day to capture a fairy: a hot day after some heavy rainfall, where the combined heat and humidity makes fairies lethargic, and their wings become too damp to flit and flutter about outside of the grasp of a human. Sophie paused in the midst of writing her comment, and looked outside to see that somehow storm clouds had begun to gather outside. A swelling surge of curiosity filled her heart and mind, and she got to work preparing her fairy hunter outfit.
Sophie’s “fairy hunter outfit” was in truth a camo t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts, with knee-length white socks and a pair of ratty tennis shoes that she didn’t mind getting dirty anymore. The only thing about it that could differentiate it as a fairy hunting outfit was the butterfly net that Sophie had woven dried flowers and covered with glitter in a failed attempt to make it more enticing for fairies to wander into. With her preparations complete, Sophie lounged around the rest of the evening too excited to do something but look at old messages with those on the forums, and daydream about all the things she would do with her fairy if she found one tomorrow.
Sophie went to bed early that night, listening to the dull drumming of rain against the window of her apartment, knowing that tomorrow might be the best chance she had to find a fairy. She drifted off to sleep as a smile crept onto her face and stayed there the whole night.
The morning couldn’t arrive soon enough, and Sophie was up and out of her bed before the sun had even begun to shine its rays above the horizon. She was dressed in a matter of minutes and after a quick brush of her teeth and a smear of deodorant on her pits, she was racing out of her apartment building, grabbing her bike and pedaling for the forest at the edge of the city. There were relatively few people on the streets this early in the morning, and in a flash Sophie had arrived at the park built just at the entrance to a large forest near her city.
She chained her bike up to the rack beside the parking lot, and began to venture onto the trail that took her into the deepest section of the forest. The conditions in the forest were exactly as the document had described: a humid day with heat that caused the air to become thick. Sophie scanned the trees as she walked, and near the root of a large oak tree she noticed something strange. Sophie knelt down and wiped away the moss that partially covered a peculiar symbol that resembled 3 stars twinkling. It had to have been a symbol of the fairy village’s border, it didn’t look like something that had been carved by a pocket knife or some other human tool. This was smooth, it looked like it was almost a natural occurrence.
Sophie peered through the underbrush, trying to gauge whether there were any animals in the area, then scanned the trail to make sure there were no people present as she gingerly began to step through the thick grass of the forest floor. Every few steps she paused, taking deep breaths as she tried to not exhaust herself or start sweating too profusely. Fairies must have good noses, so sweating would only alert them, so this weather making the air thick gave Sophie the perfect camouflage to mask her scent.
The forest did a good job of keeping moisture trapped this low to the ground, and the trees were vibrant with flowering vines and moss growing up their massive trunks. If any fairies lived in this forest, these trees would make wonderful foundations for their homes. Sophie began to inspect them closely, keeping an eye out for strange holes in the tree, or shapes on branches that looked like they didn’t belong. Those would be the fairy’s houses. Sophie wondered to herself how nice it must be to live as a fairy, no responsibilities and just being able to look pretty all the time. She sighed to herself, mind filled with thoughts of fairies dancing and frolicking in fields of flowers.
Then, Sophie snapped out of her daydreams, and she wandered ever deeper into the forest, before the scenery around her began to distort ever so slightly. Sophie placed a hand on a nearby tree to steady herself, only for the vine wrapped around the trunk of the tree to vanish in a poof of golden glitter and sparkles before fading away to nothing. Sophie stumbled as her hand missed its planned target and as she grazed past the tree she tripped and fell to one knee. She caught herself just before her legs scraped against the exposed root of the tree next to her and took a deep breath.
Her excitement was palpable, she had encountered an honest to god illusion! It burst into glitter and sparkles and everything! Her heart pounded in her chest, her breathing becoming erratic as she slowly scanned the waist high terrain around her. There was no movement, no sounds to be heard so deep into the forest. It was odd, and Sophie could feel the hairs on her arm stand up straight. There weren’t even insect calls? That couldn’t be possible without the work of magic. She had to be so close, her heart was nearly beating out of her chest from the tension and excitement.
Sophie was just about to stand back up when she noticed something, less than fifty feet ahead of her. In a sea of greens and browns she caught sight of a flash of red. She held perfectly still, sucking in her breath and holding it as she strains her eyes to get a better look. Gently, slowly, she crawls forward as the distant flash of red reappears, and Sophie can see the outline of a humanoid body, adorned by a head of crimson red hair that falls to the creature’s waist. She looked so real, so… so enchanting.
The fairy that stood now just forty feet away from Sophie was a thin, pretty woman. She had a beautiful body with slender legs that met up with a teeny tiny waist and comparatively small breasts that just barely protruded from her chest. Her long, flowing red hair seemed damp as it fit neatly between a set of long, transparent wings that were an iridescent color that glimmered in the dappled sunlight.
Sophie inched closer and closer, the fairy oblivious as she stretched her naked body in the morning heat. Her wings folded down and slightly around the sides of her body as if they were shielding her arms from the elements, and Sophie couldn’t help but marvel at the captivating beauty of the fairy, and she could feel her cock twitch as the fairy continued to obliviously stare off into the forest. With each slow crawl Sophie makes, more and more of the fairy’s beautiful body becomes clear to her eyes, and finally Sophie catches a glimpse of her front again, and the fairy’s little cock hanging flaccid sends a rush of excitement through her body as Sophie sucks in air through her teeth as she tries to contain herself.
Sophie gauges the distance, she feels as if she could reach her hand out to grasp the fairy, but instead she fumbles her hand to her waist and procures the decorated butterfly net from her belt loop and slowly braces herself to swing it down on the tiny fae’s balcony and snatch her up.
Time came to a standstill as Sophie focused with her entire being, her pale body dampening with sweat braced as she white-knuckle gripped the stalk of the butterfly net. She had no idea what a perfect moment to grab the fairy looked like, but she felt like she was waiting for a sign to strike. Seconds passed by in Sophie’s mind, her concentration unwavering until the red headed fairy seemingly heard a noise further into the fairy village, her swiveling head was all the distraction necessary to give Sophie the push she needed.
The net came down quickly, it was a smooth, practiced move. This was perhaps the only thing that Sophie practiced with any amount of regularity. The hooped frame landed around the red-haired fairy, kicking up a small gust around her that flapped her wings against her miniature body. She sprung into action as she tried to fly directly up, only to run into more net as Sophie began to drag it off her house and continue swinging it down towards the ground. The fairy’s light frame couldn’t keep up with the speed of the net and was caught in the farthest reaches of the mesh net. Sophie capitalizes on her being disoriented and quickly ties off the mouth of the net and feeds the fairy through the loop, sealing her inside the small pocket of mesh and cord.
Having accomplished her goal, Sophie let her breath spill from her lips, her excitement pouring out as she panted as she held the net in front of her face, with the dazed fairy still rubbing her head as she starts to feel around in her new environment. Sophie didn’t want to waste any time, and collapsed the shaft of the butterfly net and stuck it back through her belt loop as she quickly returned back to the trail that she had previously departed. Her care and grace were gone as she clumsily stepped on sticks and nearly fell over tree roots, her mind could only conceive of one goal as she finally made it back to the dirt trail and made a beeline for her bike.
Each step she took jostled and rattled the fairy attached to her hip, it was unable to find a moment to hold on for dear life so instead it flopped and bounced inside the net all the way through the woods until Sophie finally made it back to the rack where she had left her bike. The heat and her own exertion combined and caused sweat to begin pouring down the sides of her face and began to dampen her clothes, but Sophie hardly noticed as she undid the combo lock on her ride home and slung a leg over the seat, jostling the fairy as she was launched into the air and swung back down again by the movement of her captor’s hips.
Sophie clicked her helmet into place and shot a glance back down at the fairy, rubbing its head as it was still trying to parse what exactly was happening to it. Sophie flashed a smile down at her before beginning to pedal out and away from the park and all the way back to her apartment. The sun had begun to peak through at this point, and Sophie could feel the beaming rays slowly breaking up the humidity that had made the morning so unbearable, only to replace it with an even greater and more unbearable heat.
Sophie made it back to her apartment in record time, and she eagerly snuck past a few other residents leaving to start their day as she slipped into the creaking elevator. It whirred to life after a few moments and as its rickety doors closed Sophie could finally retrieve her prize from her waist. The dazed fairy finally had a chance to find purchase on the uneven footing as Sophie’s hands provided some semblance of safe ground to sit on.
The red-haired fae strained her eyes, adjusting to the unnatural lights of the dim elevator, to see through the mesh net that held her in. She saw a strange woman, with hazel eyes and dark brown hair that bordered on being black. She had a run of freckles going across her nose. She was cute, except for the hauntingly strange smile she was giving the fairy. It made the fairy gulp as a reflex, and she began to shift her eyes around looking for possible escapes, and found none in this strange box the woman had locked the pair into.
Sophie couldn’t even conjure the words she wanted to say to the fairy, so instead she leaned against the elevator once again and just breathlessly panted at the small creature she held in her hands. The silence didn’t even register for Sophie, but to the fairy the sounds of her heavy breathing made her feel like she was caught in the hands of a fearsome predator, despite the gentle and downright awkward appearance of the giant human. The fairy had hardly ever gotten close to a human before, let alone been held in the hands of one. She knew that some humans hunted fairies, and this fairy couldn’t help but have her mind wander, thinking of all the horrible things she’s read and heard about humans doing to fairies.
The elevator dinged, breaking the fairy from her thoughts. The door groaned open a minute later and Sophie practically sprinted to her door, fumbling and scratching her keys against the lock until she basically broke down her door. She hurried past her computer and went straight to her bedroom, tossing the bound fairy inside her net on the bed as she wandered over to a shelf that had a long, black sheet covering it. The fairy fell back into despair as she tried to make out what implements of torture were hidden beneath the dark veil of this cute giantess.
Wait a minute, cute? The fairy slapped her cheeks and shook her head. This woman was a danger to her! She didn’t have time to think about her cheeks that were as red as roses, or that her figure bounced and swayed with even the slightest movement…
The fairy slapped herself again, and began to tug and pull at the thick mesh screen, finding herself unable to even pry a small hole in the woven material. She grunted and strained until it felt like maybe she could fit an arm through, but there was no hope she could fit her wings through any hole she was capable of making. She fell to her knees, stealing a look back at her jailer and noticed that she was putting the draping cloth back in place and preparing to turn around. The fairy prepared themselves, if this human wanted to kidnap a fairy, they were gonna have to suffer a few bites and scratches in the process.
But the fairy’s fighting instincts melted into a form of strange confusion, as the human held in it’s hands a strange, glass object. It was round, maybe a few inches taller than the fairy, and seemed to have some kind of metal lid with a few holes punched into it. The human looked at the fairy with excitement, and finally for the first time she began to speak to the little thing on her bed.
“He-he-hehehe…H-Hey how’s it going?” The giantess sounded like she was giggling, but finally managed to squeak out a simple hello. The fairy let out a sigh of relief, this girl was probably some pushover who had read a few too many “fairy tales” and thought she could fly with some fairy dust(it’s actually pixie dust that makes you fly, but it’s hard to correct human thinking). The fairy slowly cracked up into a warm smile and tried to address the giantess.
“Hey there, how’re you doing? I’m sure we’re both overwhelmed right now, how about you let me out of here and we can talk?” The fairy’s eyes shot over to a glass hole in the human’s bedroom. It’d be her only chance but she knew she could fly faster than this clumsy giantess. The woman looked back down at the fairy, and gently placed the glass object next to the net.
“Y-Yeah, I’m sorry I surprised you back there. B-But now you’re here… You’re finally here.” The giantess’ voice got low, almost sultry. It startled the fairy who out of instinct took a step back. She thought she knew how humans acted, but this one was scaring her in a way she hadn’t seen before from humans. The giantess knelt down beside the bed, and began to undo the knot in the net and slowly pulled the section holding the fairy through it. Just as the net was fully untangled, the fairy let her wings spread wide and began to fly as quick as she could towards the glass hole, hoping there was an opening she could exploit and escape into the world again.
* THUNK *
The fairy felt her head impact the glass far sooner than she anticipated, and as she lost altitude she suddenly felt solid, cold ground beneath her. The fairy blinked a few times as she sat up, and saw a faint reflection of her own face as well as a big, sweaty hand wrapped around the glass vessel she was trapped in. The fairy slowly turned around and saw the giantess with a big, cocky grin on her face.
“Wow, you really can fly! That’s so cool!” The giantess beamed, and the fairy was lost at how the human captured her so easily again.
“Confused, huh? I had this jar just in front of the net, the one I was holding was a distraction I grabbed when I saw you trying to pry the net open.” The fairy blushed again, she hadn’t even thought that the human saw her doing that, and she looked up at the giantess, the thick glass slightly distorting her view of the world around her. The giantess giggled again as she hovered her face over the lid trapping the fairy inside the jar.
“Is this okay? Do you have enough air? I could always move you to a bigger one in a bit if you need to spread your wings. A-Although you probably won’t get much use out of them in there. O-oh my, y-you’re so pretty… and you’re all mine.” The giantess kept rambling on and on, and the fairy could barely hold herself together as she knew she had to say something to get free.
“H-Hey there human, w-we haven’t even introduced ourselves yet! I’m Crim, what’s your name?” The red-headed fairy hoped the human would fall for the oldest trick in the book, but the giantess just smiled back.
“Crim, that’s cute! I’ll write that on some tape and stick it onto your jar later! As for my name? Y-You could always just call me your mistress.~”
The fairy gulped, that look was back in the giant’s eye. She had the aura of a predator, but even as the giantess slowly opened her mouth and bit down on her lip, Crim didn’t get the sense she was hungry in the normal sense.
Sophie couldn’t stand it anymore, watching that fairy standing there, gingerly blocking off parts of her naked body with her arms. Fuck, she looked so enticing. Sophie’s crotch thrummed with a burning excitement as her bulge fought against her tight panties and the thick khaki shorts that held it back. She stood up, her waist positioned near the top of the bed, and the fairy. She fumbled and struggled with her belt buckle as her breathing grew stronger and heavier, the residual sweat from her trip back home slowly rolling down her face as she finally got the damn belt unlooped and her khakis began to slide off to the floor.
Sophie kicked them to a distant corner of the room. She didn’t need them anymore. Her shirt and bra came off next. Her hands moved faster than she could think, she stood naked in front of the fairy, save for her panties, struggling to hold back her mounting excitement. The fairy could only gulp again as she took in everything about the now-feral giantess. Her body was massive, and as the woman leaned over the jar it was hard to find a part of the hot, heaving body that wasn’t as big as the fairy’s entire person.
Then the fairy locked eyes with the woman’s underwear, a large, circular wet stain dotted where the giantess’ cock had begun leaking so much fluid. The giantess leaned forward more, using a hand to brace herself against the far side of the bed as she held onto the jar, letting her bulge slowly press and smush around the fairy’s enclosure. The heat mounted around Crim, and the air going into her lungs was now laced with the scent of this giantess. It was overpowering. Everything about her was overpowering to Crim, whose legs began to shake as the giantess slowly grinded up and down along the glass walls separating the two.
Sophie let a moan pass through her lips, not bothering to hold herself back as she continued to smother the jar beneath her. Her precum thick and slowly piercing through the fabric of her panties as it slowly dripped and clung to the jar’s outer walls. It pooled and slowly began to dribble down towards Sophie’s sheets. She paid it no heed, she was so distracted by the look on the fairy’s face. The little thing was so vulnerable, and it was entirely at her mercy. Something that only she knew about, something that only she could control and own, forever.
Sophie couldn’t take it any longer, and finally let her cock slip out from her panties, slowly sliding the sweat and cum soaked undergarment slip to around her ankles. She neglected to step away from it as she pressed her slit directly against the jar, the thrill of dominating another creature expanding through her as she watches the fairy scoot backwards, only to bump into the transparent wall behind her. Sophie chuckled, her hand clenching the lid of the jar.
“What’s wrong? Scared of a human? You shouldn’t be, I just wanna take good care of you, and have you take care of me in return.” She unscrewed the lid, keeping it pressed down as she could see every bit of the fair tensing up, coiled like a spring as Sophie could tell the little thing wanted to be free, to not face what comes next.
Sophie continued to lean over her bed, one hand holding the jar lid, the other braced against the bed. The weight of her body made a huge indent, and Sophie had to struggle to keep control of the jar as it began to slip down her sheets, nearly letting the two pieces of the container fall apart. The fairy braced herself, remaining ever ready to take off the moment she saw freedom. She wouldn’t let the overpowering heat of this giantess or her dripping, huge, gorg- the fairy shook her head again. The jar was being moved again and the human’s grasp was weak as she slowly began to sit down on the bed, only pinching the division between jar and lid with her fingers as her now free hand moved to her cock.
Sophie swings her legs up onto her bed, her panties finally flying off her ankle and getting lost somewhere in the sheets as Sophie takes her cock into her hand. Like it’s natural Sophie wraps her fingers around the shaft and begins to slowly pump up and down her length. Another moan passed through her lips as she set the jar down between her thighs, gently clutching them as she continued to masturbate. Her precum oozed and gently rose to her slit, before rolling down in a single bead that got lost by the smothering hand that continued to relentlessly beat off.
Crim could only watch through one of the air holes in the jar as the giant woman’s face contorted and moaned in pleasure. The thighs of the giantess wrapped and held the majority of the jar, with her testicles pressing into the space directly in front of the puny fairy. By nature’s grace, how were her balls nearly as big as Crim’s entire person? Crim felt her body tingle all over, emotions running rampant as she struggled to figure out what she should do. But as Sophie pulled her hand away from the lid of the jar to begin fondling her breast, that’s when Crim saw her chance. She knelt down and sprung up, finally unleashing the tension in her body as she rocketed upwards. She pressed into the hole-riddled metal lid, and slowly it began to lift off as Crim struggled and strained, unsure of how this thing could be so heavy as she began to pant at lifting this lid.
She couldn’t hold it straight as she was lifting it, and as it clinked and clanked around Sophie slammed it back onto the jar, sending Crim onto her ass as she fell back into the jar. The red-headed fairy peered up as Sophie tossed the lid aside, but there was no momentum for Crim to use to lift off again so easily and even worse, she saw the giantess start to tilt the jar in towards her body, her hand still pumping away on her cock. The giantess had blocked the space just above the jar’s mouth with her shaft, and Crim could only watch in awe as the massive hand continued its diligent work.
The fairy’s sensitive nose soon twitched, as the scent of the massive woman’s cock began to flood into the jar. It was thick, heavy, and combined with the suffocating heat of her thighs, it made Crim’s head absolutely swim as she found herself losing her strength to escape. Each time the massive hand moved towards the base of the shaft, Crim could see the glistening precum at the tip of the giantess’ penis. It held fast as a pearl of shining, semi-clear liquid that was still as big as Crim’s head, and with another pump she could’ve sworn it looked even bigger than it had previously.
Crim was then shaken from where she was stuck watching the massive giantess get herself off, and as she fell on her ass the jar tipped towards the giantess again. Sophie held the mouth of the jar towards herself, and she bucked her hips up to let herself aim downwards as she thrust her cock into the jar, directly into Crim’s face. The red-haired fairy fought and struggled against the massive tip that pressed against her, smearing its hot precum all over her diminutive body as her wings fluttered in panicked desperation. The only thing that answered her struggling and writhing was a pleasured moan from the giantess, who had formed a ring with her thumb and index finger and was stroking the shaft of her penis as her tip smeared up and down Crim’s body.
Then, as the massive tip twitched, Crim could feel the atmosphere change as Sophie bellowed out as she no longer suppressed her orgasm, instead letting a flood of her hot, thick satisfaction bombard the small, winged creature. Crim tried to put her hands in front of her face as the rushing wave of cum hit her open mouth, and as Sophie’s cock continued to twitch and pulse as she let rope after rope of her release pump into the jar. Crim could feel these shots of goopy liquid land and stick across her body, coating her thighs, stomach, chest, and just about everywhere else on her with the woman’s excitement.
But thankfully, it finally ended, and Sophie rolled her head back and let it rest against the wall as she tried to catch her breath. Her cock slowly began to shrink away and go flaccid as she savored the glowing feeling of domination that came with her release. Still panting, she brought her head down and glanced at the jar that now rested just inside of her thighs. The fairy that she had brought home was in a mess on the bottom of the jar, parts of her body submerged in Sophie’s sperm. She watched the tiny fairy struggle to sit up, wiping globs of the hot substance from her chest and arms. Her wings were a mess with Sophie’s release, and as she tried to flutter they simply slowly spread apart, thick strings of semen bridging them together.
“You look so good in there like that.” Sophie said, huffing in between almost every word. “I-I’ve always wanted to do that to a fairy. There’s so much that I want to do with you, to make you experience, but that’ll have to wait for right now. Instead, I think it’s time to punish you for trying to escape your new home.”
Sophie gingerly sat up, making sure to not tip over the jar of pooling liquid that held her new fairy friend. She scoured the entirety of her bed for her target, then located her discarded panties. She retrieved the blue and white striped undergarment and held it above the jar containing Crim. The dazed and exhausted fairy blankly looked up, trying to decipher what Sophie was doing.
“How about this for a punishment: we make it a game! If you can escape this jar by the time I’m done showering and making lunch then you’re gone and I’ll never look for you fairies again. Buuuuut, if you’re still in this jar like a good fairy then that means you’re mine forever, deal?” Sophie cocked her head and looked down at Crim, who weakly shook her head in disagreement.
“No? Well that’s too bad, isn’t it? Because little toys don’t get to say no, now do they? Now then let’s just put one obstacle in your way out of here.” Sophie lowered the band of her panties down around the jar, leaving the crotch section of her panties stretched out over the mouth of the jar. The leg holes of Sophie’s panties left just enough space that Crim could conceivably crawl through, but that’s if she could even find the strength to stand. Pleased with her work, Sophie set the glass jar onto her nightstand and simply watched the fairy for a few moments, enjoying her struggles as she found new globs sticking to her hair and body that she desperately tried to wipe off of herself.
Finally, Sophie stood up and grabbed a fresh change of clothes and began to wander out from the room, leaving Crim in the cooling pool of her mess and officially starting the game between them. Crim didn’t move, however, as her body could feel the thick liquid slowly hardening into a film around her body. The thick musk of her pheromones laced throughout the entire jar, and the musky, sweaty scent of her underwear pressed on Crim’s mind like a ten ton weight. Instead, she gazed up at the ceiling of Sophie’s room, staring through the leg holes of the underwear covering the jar, and wondered if she should feel ashamed at how good being treated like that felt. Crim’s cheeks blushed a deep shade of red, matching her hair in color and vibrancy as she desperately tried to deny her enjoyment of what just happened to her.
Time ticked away as Sophie enjoyed her shower, taking care to wash herself as slowly as possible. She wanted to savor the idea of that fairy struggling in her goopy mess for as long as possible, knowing that she would come back to have even more fun with the little thing once she finished her lunch. Once her shower was done, Sophie meticulously dried herself off before preheating her oven and sitting at her computer desk to wait to throw a frozen pizza in for her lunch.
Time had ticked away inside the dark room, Crim couldn’t even tell how long the encounter with the giantess’ cock was, or what time it was now. All Crim knew was that her body was still burning up, lost deep in thought as she processed her emotions. She was tense, the thought of remaining a plaything to this woman scared her… but maybe she also found it arousing? She couldn’t help these thoughts, and her own erection standing out from the puddling ooze she was sitting in certainly didn’t make it any easier on her.
Crim took one long look up st the panties that darkened the already dark ceiling above her, dwelling in the scent of the giantess that suffused and invaded her mind. She couldn’t help it anymore, Crim’s hand found its way around her cock, still slick with Sophie’s own cum and started to pump away. Crim lost herself to the mounting tension in her body, the pleasure of each stroke of her hand digging into her mind as Crim began to whimper and moan, seeking any outlet for the runaway feelings she grappled with.
It didn’t take long for the tiny fairy to hit her peak, and as her hips bucked and she let out a tiny, squeaky scream of pleasure she let herself release. Droplets of her cum fell and were washed away into the lake of cum that the giantess had dumped onto her. She still felt small, but as her thoughts cleared out and she basked in the clarity of her orgasm, Crim gazed up at the mouth of the jar and simply reclined back. She would just have to be content with this, a life as a pet and a toy to be used to her owner’s content.
Her thoughts were interrupted, as a figure moved in the shadows of the room. Sophie slowly strolled up to the jar, a deep blush burned across her face as she held a few things in her hand that were obscured from Crim’s view. But it was obvious to the fairy that Sophie has watched everything transpire, and a blush soon spread across her cheeks as well.
“I, uh, brought you some lunch too… I-I didn’t know if you were gonna stick around but I figured I’d make this just in case and then I came in and you were… um…” the giantess trailed off, clearly caught off guard by seeing Crim masturbating inside of her own cum. Both of them were flustered, and Sophie quickly thrust what was in her hand closer to the jar.
“H-Here! I made some lunch! I only speculated what fairies eat, but I can get what you want and feed you anything!” The giantess slowly lowered a bottle cap of diced red berries into Crim’s jar. The fresh, fragrant berries mixed in with the scent of Sophie’s sperm and once again Crim felt a fluttering feeling as she took the makeshift dish from the giantess. The pieces were cut so small, they easily fit into Crim’s hands. The kindness and meticulous work that went into cutting each berry down was not lost on the fairy, who in turn voraciously gobbled down the sweet fruit.
Once she was done, her hands and body were a mess of red juices and oozing cum, and Sophie gently lifted the jar and inspected the tiny fae. “Oh geez, I’m sorry I should’ve expected those to be messy. Let’s go get you cleaned up, alright?”
And so Sophie carried Crim to her bathroom to get her washed up, and as both sides spent time with the other they could feel a small bond forming: owner and pet, user and toy. Crim couldn’t deny the excitement in her heart, and Sophie couldn’t stop thinking about what to do next.