You take a last, dubious look around you and then lean back against the tree. It really should be safe enough, right here among the holes, but you never know. You heard that story going around about the rat who got into that school not far from here. You find it hard to credit that a single, ugly albino rat could actually eat thirteen faeries all by itself, though the four survivors swear it's true. Granted, they're guessing about the two girls who were standing watch - lots of things could have gotten them, after all - but even if some passing bird or dragonfly or something gobbled up those two... eleven young, nubile, curvaceous faeries would be quite amazing enough for one rat to eat in its own right, but to imagine he actually fucked them all first? If only the boys in these holes had that much stamina and that much spunk...
But you can't really understand why four faerie girls would make up that story either. They seemed quite traumatized by it, and no wonder - they had all been hiding in their emergency hide-outs around the classroom, and the rat somehow found each on in turn, stuffed his dick in a hole (mostly the ass, apparently. It is always the ass. Even the faerie boys seem to have that fixation, you think as you rearrange your sitting posistion a bit to ease the soreness from the last faerie boy with that fixation), supplied his own, unique brand of stuffing (rat spunk. You might prefer the centipede), and then stuffed the screaming faeries in *his* hole. And those four? Two of them had heard everything. Two of them seen everything.
You can sympathise. Watching your friends and sisters being abused and eaten one by one, helpless to stop them and never knowing if you would be the next, forced to watch as they writhed with an all too large shaft up their ass, and finally watching them get eaten...
Well, that sums up your trip here pretty much perfectly.
Of course, that shaft was a roasting spit instead of a rat dick as often as not, they died writhing over a fire instead of in digestive juices, and wound up in other faeries' bellies instead of a rat, but... just as fucked. Just as eaten.
Kaede was the first. Your older half-sister, more capable in court, more vicious, far better endowed, more liked by your mother... The remains of Callie fed you for all of a day or two, and when your mother ordered the twins to begin making the fire, everyone knew what was coming. And everyone thought they would be eating you. You had all but been spitted when Callie showed up, after all. Kaede was gloating to you about how she had turned your mother against you, how she would finger herslef watching the spit ass-raping you, and how mother had promised her your tits for food, and she hoped you would still be alive when she cut them off...
... and that was her mistake. She probably would have gotten her wish if mother hadn't heard her. None of it bothered her at all - probably the opposite, in fact - except the first part. And your mother hated being played. If Kaede could play her, then Kaede might play her onto a spit, one day... Kaede was still gloating when the spit touched her asshole, and had no time to flee before it was too late.
You must admit watching her roast held no small satisfaction. Heck, it was satisfying enough you could get wet enough to get yourself off twice and taste her left tit before she expired. You're not really proud of that, but she was a grade A bitch, and far better her than you. Mother seemed to like you better after that, and you actually felt quite safe when someone's number came up next. Asuka would have been fairly useless on a conquering trip, anyway, and was really only along because she was so pretty and Kaede used to take her to bed, so she was next. She was pretty on the spit, too actually...
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