You subnerge a bit again, hoping your pink hair won't be so visible now, and slide in between the reeds. There was a small, open space between them, where you could dry out your wings. It wouldn't take more than a few seconds to flicker the water off them, those seconds might be all some enterprising predator looking for dinner - or more - needed. There would be at least some other predators around, drawn by the screams of whoever the frog got. For a second, you morbidly wonder if it just ate her or took its time using her first. Also, you just can't help but wonder who it could be. No-one in class had said anything about heading out here, or you might have had company.
Not to mention, one of those water runners go by again, so big you can hardly believe it can actually keep on the water's surface. Still far from big enough to actually eat you or anything... but if it is hung respective to it's size, that would hurt. So in between the reeds it is.
You have to rise a little to get in between them, though your beautiful wings and pink hair are shielded enough, at least, and it won't be for much more than a second...
Except you hear flapping wings - a pair - and the splash of something dipping legs into the water. You freeze in place, instinctivley drawing the muscles around your asshole and pussy tight, as you try to remember what horrible faerie-eater has wingbeats like that. You then actually see them, between the reeds, and nearly hit yourself upside the head for an idiot. Two Faeries sound like that. In fact, one of them goes in your class - Mirie, who's nice enough, you suppose but weird. She was the first girl to touch herself during the trials, and quite unashjamedly looks at other girls's breasts, thighs and asses. You recognize her by hte hairband, even though you can't see her clearly. She's got another girl with her you felt sure you would recognize if you swung that way or were interested in sex - even your disnterested mind notes the rack on her. Could be one of the sisters Mirie talks about. You aren't completely certain what they are doing, but they seem to be washing themselves low on their bodies, which makes you frown a bit - and they totally seem to be both nervous and in a hurry.
Those realisations stop the greeting - Mirie has been nice to you, no matter how much she ogles your tits or how much she's made herself cum while those training bugs were doing you - and if she's doing something private, you don't want to intrude. You don't quite dare to move, either - while they can't see you obviously, they're keeping sharp watch, and would see it if you move the reeds... and if they think you were eavesdropping, well, they would be mad. The fact that you can't help but pick up that eavesdropping though, doesn't help.
"..see anything... we should... safe..." It's Mirie's voice.
"make sure... everything... if they smell...cum on each other..." That's the other one... one of Mirie's twin older sisters, you think.
Wait. Cum on each other? And they seem to be washing their hands and between their legs? Are the two of them actually that sex-crazed that they are doing each other? Here, in an area where anything might just do them? And they're sisters... Mirie seems very earnest and scared about something, though.
"Don't want to think about what... ...if they find out..."
Well, you understand why they wouldn't want people to know... but why be that nervous? Mirie's never been shy about sex - she's told everyone at school all about which boys and girls have done what to her... and what her older sisters have been doing... But what else could it be?
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