Tik Tik and Baze bound through the forest for a time, but Tik Tik's mind reels with nausea induced by the swift movement and the still pumping palp inside of her. Her nostrils flare and dilate in frantic breaths as the spider's postmortem pounding still goes deeper and deeper into her, filling her with a confusing mix of fear and excitement. Her captor stops and places her down. It is a gentle motion, followed by the swishing of steel. "Don't worry. I got you," the voice says, and that's when Tik Tik feels the cold metal of the blade, far colder than any other metal she's felt, slide along her scales. Yet, this kobold's craft is so practiced that it doesn't even nick her. Soon, her eyes are free to see the face of the kobold who took her, yet the figure looming over her is large and covered in a hood and cloth over her mouth. Bright blue eyes look down at her, a sense of relief rushing over them that immediately vanishes when Tik Tik opens her mouth. "Dummy! Take me back! You ruined everything, everything!" "What the Hells is wrong with you?" the taller, cream kobold says, pulling the mask down to reveal her entire face. "I'm not a monster. I've saved you from one!" "I didn't...aaaiue!" she tries to get the words out, but right then, the spider's payload releases, shooting deep inside Tik Tik's body and spilling spider sperm onto the forest floor. The other kobold hops back at the expression, her eyes widening, her mouth agape as she stares down at Tik Tik's exposed, leaking sex, a torn spider appendage popping out of it, its removal causing more of the spunk to ooze out from her slit. "Dah... damn!" she gasps. "I've never seen one of those do that before! It's like it was..." she scowls, sheathing her knife. "You didn't." "Mind your own business!" Tik Tik snaps back. "I was perfectly safe and enjoying the fruits of my scientific labor! I had him under my spell." "Oh, I'm sure you were," the ranger says. "Another mad mage doing gods know what in the woods. Well, thank me or not, but you could have gotten yourself killed out there, whoever you are. Here... let me help you out of those. My name's Baze, and I'm a ranger in these woods. Things haven't been safe here for a long time. You're lucky you weren't accosted by something worse than that spider." Baze steps forward, reaching out towards Tik Tik to help remove the rest of the webbing, but the wizard hisses and squirms back away from her. "Stay away. Dummy ruin Tik Tik's work!" she says, reverting to the common tongue. "You know I understand the trade tongue, and I'm just trying to help the real dummy out here. Unless you want to be left alone, cocooned for some transformed abomination to mutate you into some horrendous beast. Tik Tik grumbles at that last remark and turns her gaze away. "Fine, but take me back!" she says, turning her speech to the dragon's tongue. "I left all my gear back there, and I must return!" "Nope. Can't do that," Baze says, sitting on a nearby rock. "How do I know this whole thing wasn't a trap? It wouldn't be the first time some trickster spirit used another kobold to lure me away, especially such a cute one as you." Tik Tik squirms inside the cocoon, whimpering and trying to pull herself away from the webbing. "You don't understand!" She whines. "My book is back there; if I lose it, my whole tribe is doomed!" Baze lifts her head at that one. "Book?" she says, stomping over towards the bound kobold. With her powerful arms, the ranger scoops her up once more to place her on her feet. With hands on her shoulders, Baze gives Tik Tik the sternest stare. "What book?" "Tik Tik's magic book!" she yips. "Full of spells and sexy things!" "Damn it all..." Baze says, pulling herself away and pondering. Tik Tik hops off-balance and falls onto her butt with a whine. "Is that what they're after..." Baze turns back to her. "Hey, Tik Tik. Have you had anyone come after you for your book?" Tik Tik tilts her head as far as it can go and frowns. "What? Who would come after Tik Tik?" "Someone is," Baze says. "I've heard through my network that someone's been looking for a kobold female out on her own. They also say she was captured and destroyed the power structure at Calin before disappearing. Guess that wasn't you, then." "No...?" Tik Tik says. "Tik Tik has never heard of Calin. But a single kobold toppled something big and powerful?" "Something like that," Baze says, lifting Tik Tik again, this time over one shoulder. "Alright, Tik, we need to get you to that book and get you out of here. We're far too close to civilization for it to be safe." "But you said it's dangerous in the forest!" "You're safe with me," Baze says, dashing into the deeper forest. "Don't be such a baby." "Tik Tik is no hatchling. Tik Tik is a strong, independent female! "Yeah, so strong and independent, you didn't know you were one of the most wanted bounties in the countryside." Tik Tik whines as she is left to think on that one. Who could possibly want Tik Tik? Is it really for the book? If someone cared about it so much, why was it left alone in some tent in a forgotten camp?" "Alright, Tik, we're here," Baze says, and she hoists her up, dropping her back down by her folded clothes and cutting a large swath into the webbing with her knife. Tik Tik falls down, mostly freed from her cocoon, and she quickly grabs her things to take a tally of everything. The spider's corpse still lays there, curled up and on its back, the last of its palps sticking out in the air. "Damn," Baze says, poking at the carcass with her foot. "You fit one of those inside ya? You're some kind of freak, you know that? Kinda wish I thought about giving that a try sometime..." "Maybe I'd let you know if you asked questions first before shooting," Tik Tik says, sitting cross-legged as she thumbs through her pages. Content that the book is in one piece, she claps it shut with a huff. "Sounds like someone's in a foul mood," Baze says, pulling out her dagger and setting work to strip the carcass of valuable materials. "Tell you what, since this was all just a big misunderstanding, why don't you let me make it up to you. Though, I suppose you don't have much more you want to learn from a kobold gal." Tik Tik spins around, pushing herself to her feet. "You wish... to have fun with Tik Tik?" Pocketing some spider bits, Baze stands up and shrugs. "Yeah, sure, why not? I bet you're all kinds of frustrated and can do with blowing off some steam." "How do you know that?" "Simple," Baze responds, grabbing her by the shoulders and pulling her close. "Because I'm all kinds of frustrated and can do with blowing off some steam right now." Tik Tik tries to frown but winds up with quite a happy grin. "Tik Tik has never met another kobold who wanted fun times before! Yes, please, Baze, lead the way!" She slips from the ranger's grasp and slips on her traveler's cloak, bundling up her other things for easy travel. "Heh, really? Wow, and here I thought I was the weird one." "You are!" Tik Tik says, chirping. "After all, you're the big bad arrow girl. No room for arrows underground! "Oh, so I'm big and bad, eh?" Baze says, her arm going around Tik Tik's neck, pulling her up against her. The smaller kobold gasps and grabs at the ranger's tunic, and Baze sighs, pulling her mask down from her face, a toothy grin upon her snout. "Well, if we're going to skip the travel, then I suppose we could have some fun here..." Tik Tik grabs at the top and tugs at it, pulling it upwards. "No fair. Tik Tik is naked, but you're fully dressed, and you're stronger than me!" "Yeah, is that something you don't like?" Baze asks. "Tell ya what," she licks her lips and lets go, only to hoist the smaller kobold upwards. Tik Tik squeals as she finds herself high up in the air, only to grunt when Baze walks forward, pressing her body against the nearby tree. "Ever have a gal do this technique on ya before? Haven't had much practice myself. Most partners of mine are twice my size, not a smaller cutie like you." Tik Tik steadies herself by crossing her legs over the ranger's shoulders, her hands going for the horns for support. "It must be a new experience for both of usaa!" her sentence is interrupted as the larger kobold's mouth opens, breathing warm air into her sensitive slit. "Come on, girl," Baze says. "You just had a rough spider fucking, and you're this sensitive? That stuff must be stellar to your body. Here... let me try." She closes her eyes and lets the tip of her tongue taste the pink kobold's sex, letting the high voice of her partner and the exotic mix of kobold and spider sex drive her to new realms of possibility. Tik Tik, meanwhile, relaxes against the tree, letting her cloak give her a nice cushion from the rough bark as the ranger tends to her sore and still needy body. "The... the spider suh-sex was but a means to an end," she whispers. "I was... really interested in... in the implications of being bound." Baze slurps back, her mouth curling in a sly smile. "Oh, is that so?" she asks. "Well, maybe we should redo your experiment, then?" Again, Tik Tik moves outside her control as Baze slides back enough to let the smaller kobold slip down the tree trunk. Then, the ranger slips out of her outfit. One by one, the pieces of her clothing fall off, revealing more of that well-toned and creamy body of the larger and more imposing kobold girl. Tik Tik leans her head against the trunk, looking toward the leaf-covered canopy. "Please," she hisses out. "Please don't let this be a trick to steal everything from me..." "Even if I was going to steal from you," Baze responds, holding a small bag with her as she stands in front of Tik Tik, looking down at her with eyes scouting for the perfect next step. I wouldn't waste such a perfect opportunity. After all, things have been rough for me." Tik Tik frowns at that, looking back at her. "Wuh... what do you mean?" Baze waves her free hand and steps forward, brushing her fingers along Tik Tik's cheek and down along her neck. "Nah, let's not talk about my job. Let's keep pleasure and business separate." Tik Tik nods, tilting her neck to allow those fingers to go wherever they wanted, but they don't stay at her neck and instead slide down along her underbelly. "So, then," Tik Tik asks."What's next in the experiment?" "Well," Baze says. "We don't have a spider anymore, but that doesn't mean we can't recreate it as best as we can, right?" "Hm..." Tik Tik's tail flicks down from between her legs. "An interesting idea, but only really good for pretend science. Real science would demand a second spider." Baze's tongue swirls around the lips of Tik Tik's slit before pulling back into her mouth."Mmm, well, perhaps we can work with the next best thing, then?" Tik Tik's hands move to the ranger's horns, gripping them. "I'm quite happy where I am, thank you very much." "Oh, are you now?" Baze says, her voice growling a bit. "Then, I guess you don't want to try an experiment with me, even if it is not quite the same." Tik Tik scratches along Baze's horns, taking a quick breath as she nods. "Oh, you know the right words, don't you? Fine... show me this experiment." "Gladly," Baze says, standing back and placing Tik Tik down. The smaller kobold stands and stares up at the taller girl. But Baze kneels as she picks up her bag. "As a ranger, I've learned to utilize every part of a creature for survival and hunting." Tik Tik's eyes widen as the ranger pulls the freshly severed spider appendage from the bag, the bulb-head swollen with the creature's posthumous seed. "And what are you proposing we experiment?" Tik Tik asks, her fingers caressing the oddly warm member. "Simple... can this be used like any other part of a creature's carcass? I'm sure you know what I'm getting at, don't you?" She winks. Tik Tik swipes the piece and squats down on the ground, flipping through pages in her book. "Transmutation spells will probably be the best. Let's see." "Oh, so you do have a magical solution. I was thinking of just fashioning it into a makeshift toy!" Tik Tik scoffs at that. "So nasty. It's more fun this way, you see." She presses her finger against the page, muttering the magical incantation as she strokes along the palp with one finger. "I'm interested," Baze says, sitting cross-legged in front of her, leaning in to take in the magical experience. With the recitation of the eldritch words, Tik Tik raises the spider dick high into the air, and the appendage bursts into flames, disappearing into the ether, leaving behind only a visible magical charge that engulfs her palms. "Fancy trick," Baze says. "But now we don't have it anymore. What's the next part of your master plan?" Tik Tik flutters her eyes and crawls up onto Baze, leg wrapping around her as she places her hands upon the kobold's cheeks. Her palms tingle with a magical warmth, but Baze can't complain about the intimacy. She wraps her arms around Tik Tik, squeezing the smaller kobold's tight little butt as their snouts press together in a tender embrace. It's not Baze's usual style, but how the little wizard moved made her want to do things her way... Enjoy things her way... listen to her way... Baze's eyes flare open, and she raises her hands, gripping the wizard's shoulders."Are you... are you controlling me!?" Tik Tik smirks and rolls her tongue out, pressing it against Baze's neck. As soon as the muscle touches her scales, Baze throws her head back, crying out in accelerated pleasure. She falls, her arms falling heavily along her sides as Tik Tik sits on top of her, the smaller kobold giggling as she looks down at the larger, stronger ranger. "Don't you worry. Tik Tik is still your friend," the kobold says, tapping her nose. "She just likes to try new things. Perfectly safe if you let Tik Tik do it." Baze grits her teeth and tries to push herself up, but she cannot. "Suh... spider's venom..." she says. "It's... it's a paralytic. You... you ass!" "Tik Tik knows this," Tik Tik says. "But she wonders what Baze will do once she's free?" She says, spinning around now, her tail tapping against Baze's cheek as she lowers herself onto the other kobold. Now, it's her turn to savor the flavor of another kobold. How long had it been since she last had a kobold lady? Not since the queen, certainly. As her tongue wriggles way deeper inside, she finds herself enjoying the taste, reminding her of home. Baze, meanwhile, is surprised that the numbing agent of the spider's venom affected her sex, increasing the pleasure she feels at Tik Tik's hand and tongue. "I'll... I'll..." she tries to threaten the smaller kobold. She knows she could very quickly kill her if this Tik Tik pissed her off so much, but... this is something Tik Tik is doing to please her, isn't it?" Tik Tik lifts herself, looking over her shoulder, her tail caressing her cheek gently. "Do what you want. Tik Tik will be ready and waiting! This experiment is called 'What will a riled-up ranger do to me once she's back on her feet?' I can't wait to see the results." Baze grits her teeth, trying to force a groan inside of her, but as she attempts to rebut the kobold, she instead lets out a groan of pleasure. Baze has faced many strange and terrible things in this forest, but even the more gentle unwanted advances do not compare to what Tik Tik is doing. Being dominated by another of her kind, a weaker specimen, at that, is oddly thrilling. "I'm... I'm gonna do so much..." she says. I'm gonna find the vaguest dick-shaped thing I can and shove it inside you, over and over again, just for tricking me!" Tik Tik's tongue finds its way within her and hits that beautiful spot, soon letting the ranger reach that edge from pure enjoyment. As her body tenses up in the explosion of bliss, she finds the strength returning to her once more, enough to grab the smaller kobold by the tail and wrench her away, sliding her so far up that they are face-to-face. "My turn, you sneaky little bitch," Baze growls. Tik Tik's coo comes with half-lidded eyes, ready for what comes next. Baze rolls out from underneath the mage, soon sitting before her. Tik realizes how big this girl is compared to her for the first time. Despite being a kobold, she could easily handle the smaller spell caster. Perhaps her teasing was a mistake, after all? The hooded ranger stands on the small hill overlooking the once crystal-clear lake. On her journey to find the source of the corruption that gave birth to an aberrant horror in her forest, she returns to a place she hadn't seen in a long time. A pang of regret rushes past her heart as she considers the place as the last time she was here. It had been a typical hunt for the ranger. She sought out dangerous animals and made her way around the game trails, hunting any intruders who would disrupt the natural order. Along the trail, she comes close to the crystal clear lake, a body of water where many animals stop by, and foolhardy adventurers and poachers would make some camps. Most rangers give this place a wide berth, as the fey are known to rest this far in the woods. Yet, that day, she finds herself inexorably drawn to the crystal clear waters. Baze wonders what sorts of creatures make this place their home, and as she looks at her hooded reflection in the crystal clear water, the sound of splashing snaps her attention upwards. "Help! Help!" the female reptilian voice cried. Baze's eyes narrowed as she saw the struggling creature—a kobold like her. She threw off her cloak, dropped her quiver and bow, and jumped into the water after the drowning creature. As she approached, a sinking feeling came to her heart as she realized she was the only kobold she knew to inhabit these woods. Just as the realization sets in, something zips by her in the water, pulling her down by the ankle. The ranger finds herself sinking in the clear waters, only to look down and see large eyes on a grinning face looking up at her. The naked water sprite giggles in the depths as she pulls the kobold downward, but Baze does not panic. Instead, she holds her breath and swims beside the creature, much to the fey's confusion. She wraps her arms around the sprite's shoulders and pulls her in close, only to press her mouth against the creature's lips. A few seconds later, both beings emerge from the surface. The kobold gasps for breath and splashes to the shore, and the fey rubs her mouth with her arm and scrutinizes the kobold. "What are you, some kind of pervert?" she asks in a trickling voice in her sylvan tongue. Baze shrugs. As she does, she lifts her soaked shirt over her head and responds in the same language. "Nah, I just figured if I was going to drown, I might as well get a last kiss in with a beautiful gal." The creature Baze recognizes now as a nixie blinks and giggles. "I'm Melu," she says, stepping out into the shallows and holding a webbed hand. Baze looks over her shoulder at her, smiles, and clasps her hand. "Baze," she responds. —- As Baze steps through the dying grass, she can't help but shudder at the unearthly chill that suffuses the area. Despite the cold, the water has not frozen over. In fact, from a distance, it looks to be quite muddy. As she approaches, however, a strange boiling bubble and an acrid odor fills her. She brings her mask up around her nostrils to help ward off any foulness that has made its way to this once beautiful place. "Melu?" Baze calls out, hoping for any sign of her fairy friend. "Melu, it's Baze!" she shouts, her voice echoing in the tainted wood. She curses herself. She shouldn't be so loud, not on a hunt. Whatever monster did this to the lake could still be nearby. Baze sits on her knees by the side of the lake, the foul, fetid, stagnant water bubbling some unknown foulness into the air. She shakes her head as she looks down and clasps her hands on the ground, bowing her head. "Whatever monster did this to your home, Melu, I hope you did not suffer." She wishes the fey's spirit a peaceful rest before she pushes herself up to stand, but a long, vine-like tendril shoots out from the water and wraps itself around Baze's throat. The Kobold ranger gasps at the sudden lashing whip around her neck and claws at it desperately, but she is so caught off guard that it yanks her in and into the thick, bubbling mess. Gone is the crystal clear water. Baze cannot rely on her eyes in this thick, muddy mire. She reaches for her pouch, desperately kicking to emerge from the water as she seeks her hunting knife. She pulls it free and attacks the invading tentacle with a quick slash. Her blade, however, clashes uselessly against the tough skin. The monster has some form of protection against the mundane hunting blade. If only she could use her bow, she would have the means of escape. Luckily, the attack seems to pause the creature, as it stops dragging enough for her to kick against the lakebed and push her snout up above the air. With only her nostrils free, Baze has to desperately take a fleeting breath before the monster regains its resolve and wraps another tentacle around her waist, pulling her down into the depths once again. She strikes at the tentacle over and over again with her knife. The blade slides off each time, but the more she attacks, the more the flesh gives way. It's tough, but the flesh is still flesh, and all flesh must eventually yield. Soon, the end of the knife drives into the tendril, and the creature's horrific cry, like the sound of a pig being strangled and a girl yearning for her parents, distorts the water around them. Perhaps now, Baze has found the source of her troubles. —- Baze had heard that the fey could be tricky, so tricking one seemed like a good idea. However, when she wound up naked and lying in the shallows with her new companion, things seemed as far away from the harrowing circumstances associated with the fair folk as they could get. Melu sighs, leaning her cheek against Baze's shoulder, her hand stroking along the kobold's underbelly as the calm crystal waters bathe them both. Meanwhile, Baze props her head with her hands and basks in the cool water and the sun's warmth. "This is paradise," she sighs, lying without a care. "Melu is sorry for playing a trick on you," she says, placing wet, thick lips against the kobold's cheek. "You're a great friend, Baze." The ranger chuckles and pushes herself up. She pulls the Nixie close to her and presses her nose to hers. "Yeah? Friends you can frolic with are the best kind." "But didn't Melu scare you earlier?" she asks, "even a little?" "What's this, I hear?" Baze asks, cupping a hand up against the side of her head. "Are you telling me that you pretend to drown people just because you have a thing for scaring people?" Melu blushes an aquamarine color, nodding her head furiously. "Well, I gotta say, I was a little scared. I had to be, given the circumstances. You got quite the grip!" the kobold says, moving her hands to the nixie's wrists. "If I didn't have the chance to escape, I thought I would have drowned." "Melu doesn't drown passersby!" she squeaks, watching Baze move her hands up along the kobold's body, quirking an eyebrow. "Melu only drowns the bad men." "Same here," Baze muses, letting those webbed fingers rest near her neck. "I don't hunt down innocent forest dwellers, just those who kill people for no good reason. You've had good reason, and I trust you not to kill me.” Melu smiles brightly and warmly, melting the kobold's heart. "Oh, thank you, thank you, Baze!" she shouts, tightening her grip around the kobold's throat. Showing off her teeth as her grin grows, she plunges her head into the water. A rush of energy fills the ranger, and she also reaches up for her companion, smiling despite her precarious situation. But she doesn't grab her arms or her wrists. Baze's fingers trail down along her body, down, down... for that sweet spot so that she could hear that song-like cooing that comes from the pleased gasps of her newfound friend and lover... —- Baze breaks free of the water, confident that the one who had pushed her down was distracted enough for her to make her retreat. She sloshes through the sludge and collapses on the nearby shore. Her ranger's gear holds her down, caked and drenched as it is, so she quickly throws it off. Now fully nude, she pushes herself up to her feet and promptly bundles up her things. Sure, she injured the creature, but she cannot know if it's stuck in the water or capable of coming to the land. Her answer comes quicker than she hoped, as something wraps around her ankle. It's cold, slimy, but decidedly bony. She lifts her free heel and cracks down on the arm, only to hear another soul-shattering cry accompanying the bone-shattering crunch. The ranger stumbles forward, spins around, and wields nothing but her claws as she stares wide-eyed at the monstrosity before her. It pulls itself up from the depths, a mud-caked monster with long, seaweed-choked hair. Its bony arms end in vicious webbed claws: one wrist cracks and pops in unnatural horror. From under the mass of hair, one red eye glows its malevolence at her, and the thin body underneath goes from what might have been a beautiful form at one point to a horrible amalgamation of cephalopod arms. Through growling breaths, the lake monster's mouth curls into a razor-sharp smile, and a puckish twinkle shines from that glowing crimson eye. And then, it speaks. "Ba~aze..." it coos, grabbing the ground and pulling itself closer to the kobold. Baze steps back. "Oh no..." is all she manages to breathe out. "You hurt me, Baze," the monster continued, its many arms writhing around, giving herself footing, pushing her to stand up, towering over the kobold. Her old, fairy body flops about like an uncontrolled puppet. "You cut me, damaged me!" It leans in front of her, its head propped up unnaturally. She reaches up with those clawed hands, pulling at her cheeks. "Why, Baze? I thought we were friends. You made love to me by the lake! I showed you my secrets! This is how you repay me?" Baze spins around, seeking to slap the creature with her tail, but one of the lashing tentacles wraps around it and pulls her down. "Bad move, lover. Melu has been feeling needy. She's so happy you've returned!" she slumps down on top of her, the fairy's body cold against Baze's back scales. She reaches up and sticks her fingers at the sides of Baze's mouth, pulling upward in a twisted grin. "Smile, lover-friend. Melu missed you. Melu needs you. Melu... will fill you nice and good!" With that declaration, more tendrils shoot out from her underbody, wrapping around the kobold's legs and reverse hogtying her so that her arms and legs are tied together around the back. "Relax," Melu purrs, scratching her broken fingers against Baze's cheek. "Melu won't kill you. Melu remembers our promise. Melu will keep you, forever... and ever... and ever!" —- Some bubbles come from Baze's mouth as the nixie squeezes at her throat. Even if she could breathe through the strangling hands, she is also submerged, but she keeps her eyes on the fey creature before her, smiling the whole time she chokes her. Hands slide down along Melu's slick body, coated in some film, much like a frog. She slips her fingers down past the fairy's navel and pushes them up into her sex. Melu gasps, tilting her head back. When she feels that sensation inside her, she loosens her grip. This gives Baze an opportunity of her own. She slides her fingers away, grabbing the nixie by the thighs before pulling her, sliding the fairy's body up along her own. The nixie lets go, squirming and splashing a bit, unsure what her submerged partner is up to. That is, she isn't until she feels her hips being pulled into the kobold's open and waiting maw. Melu's lips quiver as she leans back, her hands on either side of Baze as she gasps up into the air, closing those eyes and rolling those hips over her. "Aahah... M... Melu... ne... never has. Mmm!" Her words are unheard by the underwater ranger. Baze can feel the squirming body of the aquatic beauty and hear her cute squeaks as Baze's tongue lashes up into her dripping sex. The taste is quite exotic, yet familiar. Her love tastes of the purest of spring water, which only makes the kobold far more bold in lapping it up from her. A kobold can hold their breath for longer than a human. Perhaps that wasn't something that the nixie expected. She probably wanted to hold her down for no more than a minute before pulling the ranger back up, but Baze still had plenty of air in her straining lungs. Her heart beats faster, the excitement building within her as she eats Melu out, showing the terror of the lake that she may be a tricky fey spirit, but the ranger is also a rugged survivalist and passionate lover. It didn't take long for Melu to gush, her face thoroughly flushed as she covered it with her hands, letting out a long, keening croak as she spilled into the kobold's mouth. Lake water and nixie love fill Baze's maw, and with the nixie in the throes of orgasm, it is no problem for the kobold to throw her off, either. Melu splashes into the shallows with the kobold crawling on top of her. This time, however, she is the one who puts her fingers around the nixie's throat. The fey looks up at her with wide eyes as the dripping-wet ranger stares back down at her with her narrowed gaze. A moment later, both females push against each other, entwining into a passionate kiss that splashes in and out of the water, sending the echoes of their love across the calm, quiet fairy forest. "M... Melu!" Baze cries out, grabbing at the ground, trying to claw herself away from the overbearing behemoth that was once her lover. "Listen to me. You're not yourself. You need to remember who you are!" "Melu remembers. She remembers the poachers. She remembers Baze. She remembers how Baze left her and never came back!" With that, one of her tendrils slides up underneath the kobold, wriggling between the ground and her underbelly and jostling just between the kobold's legs. Baze grips her teeth at the sensation, the strange, slimy tentacle hitting her slit with just the right intensity. She groans and bites her tongue, trying to silence herself. "Baze only cares about Melu getting her off," Melu says, slowly slinking back into the bubbling mire. "Melu can feel how wet Baze is. How much Baze wants Melu to squeeze and choke." Baze's fingers rake the muddy ground, but she shouts. "That's not true!" "No?" Melu asks her to laugh like that of many tiny children watching a spider die. "Melu will show you!" she says, and with that, an octopus arm wriggles out from the side and shoves itself down into Baze's mouth. It spreads her mouth wide, stretching her ligaments as it wriggles further and further in, tickling at her uvula. Meanwhile, another one slithers upwards, tickling between her legs. Baze kicks at it, but Melu's tough flesh will take more than that to break. So, she has full reign as she pushes the tip into her, penetrating her lover with her horrible mutations. "Baze is so tight to Melu's new arms,” the fairy giggles as her body sinks into the water. Once we're down below, Baze will be filled even more, and Baze will join Melu forever and ever!" Baze groans, her eyes rolling back as she feels those two things inside her pushing against her like she's some finger cuff for the wriggling arms. More tentacles swirl around her, taking in her legs and spreading them apart to make it easier to access her insides. At the same time, another set wraps around her belly, yanking her back. It is with this final tug that Baze splashes back into the water. As she descends into the darkness below, the tendrils push and pull out of her in unison, so she squishes and stretches. For someone so used to casual flings, having her body used like this is a wholly different experience. If only it didn't come at the expense of her friend's sanity. No matter how rough this treatment got, no matter how sore her body became, and no matter how much the stimulation sent her over the edge, Baze promised herself here and now that the thing that did this to Melu would suffer by her hand. Of that simple fact, she is sure. —- "You sure you can hold your breath long enough?" Her lover asks, holding Baze close to her body. The kobold nods, her eyes wide as she takes in the scenery beneath the crystal clear lake. Fish of all freshwater varieties swim to and fro, and as they continue into the depths, the sun's rays get darker, the faint light reflecting upwards against their bodies. Precious gems and jewels scatter beneath the floor, rusted armor sets and a few uneaten skeletons draped over what was once their treasure. However, Melu swims past all of this and takes Baze to a hole in the wall, which becomes a tunnel that tilts upwards. Gasping in a deep breath, Baze swims to the cave's cool, stony floor. Melu emerges behind her, wrapping her arms around her friend and nuzzling her cheek against the kobold's back. "Welcome to Melu's home," she says. "Melu has much to show you." With that, the Nixie pulls herself away and hops out of the water, her knees bent as she lands, hands in front of her on the ground. She looks like a wide-eyed frog watching the kobold clamber to the surface. Baze shivers, but Melu hops away, bringing back a tattered Jolly Roger to drape it over the ranger's shoulders. "Melu has so much to show Baze! All her treasures, all her toys." As Melu walks towards the corner of her cave, where a pile of more shiny treasures is stored, the kobold steps forward, the makeshift blanket falling off her scales. Melu is none the wiser as the kobold wraps her arms around her. The Nixie gasps, looking over her shoulder at the kobold. "Buh... Baze?" she asks. But Baze brings a finger to her lips and hushes her, her other hand wrapped around the fey creature. Her free hand travels down along her side and then goes between her legs. "The only toy I need," Baze says, leaning in and nipping at the fairy's frilled, finny ear, "is you." Melu shudders and drops a small box. The contents spill open, showing off a few small rings and a glowing, sea-blue knife. Baze looks down with wonder as her fingers slide into the Nixie's nethers. Melu adjusts herself, letting out broken cries as the kobold casually plays with her. She sees down there herself and nods, answering her unasked question. "Melu won that from a poacher," she says. "She pretended to be Melu's friend and then used that nasty chilly metal against Melu. It hurt Melu so much, but Melu took her, pushed her under the waves, and didn't let go until she started to float on her own. This is my trophy. Melu's prized possession." She sighs, leaning back into Baze's hold. "But Baze has shown Melu that friends are more special than scary cold metal." Baze licks over the girl's neck and pushes her down onto the pile of gold. She's always wanted to try 'dragon style' after all... Melu shoves Baze down, the weight of her engorged, tentacle-filled form pushing the two faster to the depths than Baze could have realized. The speed of it all builds pressure on her. Her greater focus is not letting any of the putrid water fill into any of her orifices as the monster roughly fucks her under the lake. In and out the arms go, shoved up her slit and down her mouth. Splashes of muddy, brackish, toxic sludge assault her tongue, but she uses her survivalist training to not scream or take unwarranted breaths. Soon, the monster pushes her to the muddy bottom, and Baze feels the glimmer of gold against her naked form. Melu's head falls onto her shoulder, tilted 180 degrees and leaning back, looking into her eyes as Nixie hands push down the kobold's shoulders. "Doing it dragon style! Just like old times, lover!" Melu taunts the alien mania in her eyes. "Melu wants to give you a gift. Melu wants to fill Baze and spread Melu's children all over! But Baze can't breathe underwater. So, Baze chooses. Will you be raped to death under the sea, or will you carry Melu's babies and live in Melu's cave?" Baze's eyes flare open as she stares down at the nixie. Could she really be that stupid? Or... was there something else in play? Quickly, she closes her eyes and nods, and Melu giggles, once again sounding like a choir of death. Her body whips up as tendril arms constrict the kobold's form. Soon, the whole mass jets upwards, exploding out of the sludgy water and landing on the cold stone floor, smacking Baze's whole body against it. Stunned, she has to breathe, and she coughs through the fucking tendril. The tentacle in Baze's mouth pulls away, allowing her to cough, sputter, and heave up the terrible gunk. All the while, the monstrous Nixie does not stop her endless assault within the kobold's slit. Finally free of all the shit in her mouth, the ranger growls as the monster shoves those monstrous appendages deep into her womb, but she doesn't cry, and she doesn't let out her gasps. She instead holds herself up, taking the assault, her teeth gritting, her body moistening, leaking, flowing with physical release. Melu finally pulls out of her and brings a sopping wet tendril up to the kobold's mouth once again. "Look at that," she teases her, brushing the sex-stained pseudopod up against the kobold's cheek. "You still love Melu, and Melu still loves you. Soon, you'll be mother to Melu's children and lose your form, just like Melu did." Baze's innards growl, churning as some alien thing remains dormant within her. She cannot let this continue, or she'll be torn to shreds and be host to a monster, a half-living thing transformed into something wholly repulsive. There has to be some way to stop this and to escape, some way to finally free Melu. As Baze considers this, her eye finally catches the glimmer of something: a small chest sitting at the bottom of the pile of Melu's possessions. The ranger has no other option at this juncture. With a quick whisper of "I'm sorry," she leaps forward, grasping the chest. Melu twists her nixie body upside down, her smile turning into a dangerous frown. "What are you doing?" she snaps. You come back here, broodmare!" Her voice has shifted downward, losing its once playful pitch. Her eyes glow a deep crimson as a dozen tentacles lash out at her. They grab at the kobold, getting her legs, yanking her arm, and getting her neck. Baze croaks out a choking gasp but holds onto the chest with her free hand, the heavy box dragging along with her as she is pulled closer to the nixie's body. "I'll consume you, and you'll be a part of me. You'll never leave Melu again; we will grow into something beyond your pitiful nature. Cthathagn! Fla Nos!" Baze's fingers wrap around the hilt of the cold iron dagger, and she pulls the thing out, cutting one leg free with a swift strike. Green ichor sprays out from the flailing tentacle, and the monstrous beast pulls the kobold in out of nothing but instinct. Melu's Fairy mouth opens wide, ripping the skin on either side, showing off the bone of a creature not of this world. Its mouth is a swirling maelstrom of razor-sharp teeth, ready to tear. Baze roars as she holds the dagger in both hands, her palm on the hilt while the other grips it. She shoves it forward, plunging the weapon deep into the fairy's chest. Melu's eyes widened, her mouth agape, but her teeth stopped churning. Green ichor wells up in her eyes, and she looks at the kobold with some recognition on her face. The tendrils collapse, dropping Baze onto the ground. Melu's body lurches forward, her head crashing onto the kobold's lap. After silence, Melu takes a deep breath and rolls around. Her face is ripped to shreds, and blood is everywhere, but in those eyes, Baze no longer sees the monster that had raped her. Melu's webbed hand raises up towards Baze, and the kobold clasps her hands against the nixies, guiding it up to her cheek. Melu's mouth opens, but all that comes out are little squeaks of pain. "Shh..." Baze whispers to her. "Rest now, Melu..." Baze speaks in the tongue of the fey. "Let your winter bring the spring of a new spirit. Let her cleanse this place. I will find out what did this to you. I will make it pay. You have my word." Melu's ripped lips quiver into something of a smile, and she manages, through a gurgled voice, to say one last thing. "Wuh... Worms... Suh... South." Baze leans in, nuzzling her nose against the dying Nixie's cheek. "Thank you, truly. Now, please, rest..." And Melu closed her eyes. —- As Melu slept on her bed, Baze slipped herself free from her hold. She sighs, wiping a tear from her eye. She often has one-night affairs with travelers on the road, but the ranger always hated goodbyes. So, she would leave this nixie with fond memories of her and the hope that they would someday embrace each other again. With that thought, Baze dives into the crystal clear water, ready to return to her business again.