It had not been the best week for Luz Noceda. There was no sugar coating the matter; she’d always been a weird kid. She loved stories and lore around magic. The worlds depicted in ancient legends and young adult books were just so much cooler than the boring real world, and it frustrated the girl that no one shared her interests. However, it went deeper than that. A few years ago, while scrolling magic-related forums online, Luz found her way to a most peculiar site and fell down the rabbit hole, so to speak. That was the day that Luz hit puberty, as she delved ever deeper into the kinkier side of magical theory. Wands, wizards, and enchantments were good for more than mere adventures, and those were already pretty exciting.
Depending on what rules one follows, magic could be used for virtually anything. On that day, so long ago, Luz had stared at the screen until morning as she explored dozens of stories exploring the topic. The first was about a nefarious witch who fought a brave hero, only to summon a tentacle monster that utterly devoured the rest of the story and Luz’s attention. The details were gripping, and Luz’s active imagination made her almost believe she was in the hero’s place and feeling those slippery tendrils penetrating her young and nubile body. The second story featured a demon who kidnapped people and used petrification magic to make them helpless to his diabolical machinations. Luz’s hand seldom left her pants during that one. Her obsession with magic effortlessly extended to kinky magic as she ate up everything the internet had to offer.
And let’s be honest. Given how much stuff is on the internet, absorbing even a fraction is kind of impressive.
Luz was better about keeping these interests secret than her magical obsessions. If people freaked out about her using fake blood in a play, just imagine what they’d do if they learned what else she used her homemade concoction to do. Well, Luz no longer needed to imagine. After an unfortunate incident at school, which was only 60% her fault, people saw the contents in her locker and backpack. It wasn’t the worst stuff she had, but it was still damning. Now, her mom was sending her off to camp for the summer. The brochure made the camp sound just shy of one of those pray the gay away places. And while her mom tried to be reassuring, like always, Luz still felt the woman’s confusion and disappointment. It hurt that no one, not even her own family, understood her.
“Huh, maybe mom’s right,” Luz conceded as she sat on the curb and awaited the bus. Then, deciding to get one last fix before having to repress everything she cared for, she opened her pack and reached for her favorite book, only to find an empty space. “Wait, where is it!?” Luz asked in a panic. She searched, but it wasn’t there.
“Who.”
Luz looked up to behold an owl carrying a bag full of random junk. Unfortunately, her book was atop the pile.
“Tiny trash thief!” Luz declared as she followed after the surprisingly fast-hopping owl. It disappeared into a decrepit old shack near her house that looked like something out of a horror flick. However, Luz would not be deterred. She ran after the thieving avian, only for a light flash to render her momentarily dizzy and blind. When her head stopped spinning, and the world stopped being fuzzy, Luz found herself in what looked like a the storage for charity where people donated their unwanted bits and baubles. “Whoa, and I thought I had some weird stuff.”
“Finally, you’re back,” said a middle-aged-sounding woman.
Luz ducked low and sneakily approached a curtain. She pulled it aside and watched a woman with a red dress, silver hair, and off-white skin screw the owl atop her staff. The woman sifted through the bag, tossing out most contents as “garbage,” but seemed to like the googly eyes. However, though Luz was afraid, she couldn’t sit idly by when she saw the woman about to burn her book.
“‘Scuze-me-sorry-that’s-mine,” Luz said in one breath as she snatched the book back and ran into the storage room. Seeing a glowing door directly ahead, she logically concluded it was her ticket home. Except, then it folded up and disappeared. Luz turned to see the woman holding a key with an eye.
“You’re not going anywhere,” the woman threateningly intoned.
Luz tried to run out the tent’s back, stopping at a cliff’s edge. What she saw could be described as a tame depiction of hell, but with less fire and more creature parts. All manner of bizarre creatures filled the streets below, going about what seemed like ‘normal’ business. An ice cream vendor just sold a scoop, only for the scoop to open its mouth and swallow the much larger customer. A giant caterpillar thingy spat out a bird, only for them to kiss and part ways. As Luz backed up, fearing some kind of overload, she saw a tiny purple fairy girl in a cute dress approach.
“Whoa! Oh, hello, little fairy,” Luz nervously greeted. “Are you here to tell me this is all a fantastical dream?”
“Give me your ass!” declared the fairy as she pulled up her dress to reveal a raging foot-long cock.
“Wha!” Luz logically reacted by smacking the little monster and sending it over the cliff. “Wh-where am I? Did I die? Am I in Hell?”
“You wish,” the pale woman with pointed ears said as she put her hand on Luz’s shoulder.
The teenager finally got a good look at her captor. She was so tall that Luz’s head only came up to the woman’s waist. Her tits were massive, each bigger than the girl’s head, and her ass was the kind Luz often fantasized about sitting on her face. Yes, her forays into the worldwide web had awakened many things in the young girl. On any other day, if she’d seen this woman’s picture, she’d happily masturbate to it. However, that didn’t seem appropriate at the moment.
“Agh! I’m so sorry. I just wanted my book back. Please don’t hurt me,” Luz pleaded.
The pale woman crossed her arms. “I ain’t gonna hurt you, kid.”
Luz blinked. “Y-you’re not?”
“Of course not. Where’s the profit in that?” replied the woman as she held Luz’s arm and escorted her back to what was apparently a stand in a market. “Hmm, humans generally can’t come through the portal. At least, not so intact,” she explained as she ran her hands over Luz’s body, touching several inappropriate places that made the girl squeak. “Well, good news, kid. I think I can make a profit off you.”
“Uh… what?”
“Yeah. It’s been ages since anyone’s seen a real human in the Boiling Isles. Oh, I guess I should introduce myself. I’m Eda, the owl lady. And you are?”
Luz tried to straighten up to be polite. “I-I’m Luz. Luz Noceda.” She looked up to see the sign above the stand read ‘Human Collectibles,’ and the table had a bizarre assortment of mislabeled items. Luz did not envy whoever bought the batteries from the candy tray.
“Well, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Luz.” Eda offered her hand, which Luz hesitantly shook, only to yelp when the older woman slapped a glowing red band on her wrist. The band slithered up Luz’s arm like a snake, only to wrap around her neck. “Ha, too easy,” Eda chuckled as Luz tried to remove the band. “That’s a control collar, kid. It’s to make sure you don’t go running off. I can’t have someone steal you before I can sell that cute butt of yours.”
Luz stared at Eda and moved one hand from collar-removal duty to cover her rear. “M-my butt?”
“That’s right, kid. You’re a prime piece of meat. Tons of demons will want to get their claws, tendrils, and other extremities on you.”
“T-tendrils?” Luz whispered as her imagination took her to the obvious place. “Wait, do you mean meat as in food, or…”
Eda chuckled. “Both, or maybe neither. I don’t really care what the customer does with what I sell, so long as they fork over the snails.”
Luz blinked. “So, you’re selling me as food, a sex slave, or something potentially worse?”
Eda snapped her fingers. “Bingo. You catch on quick, kid. Now, stand over there and look marketable. Do a funny dance or something.”
Luz would be lying if she denied the tingle between her legs. This whole scenario seemed lifted straight out of her favorite fanfictions. Then again, that had just been a harmless fantasy, and that woman in the neighboring stall was literally being eaten out by what looked like Audrey 2 with extra thorns and teeth. Reality seemed a lot more intense than anything she’d fantasized about. There had to be a way to escape. But, then again, where did she have to flee to? Home had basically rejected her for not fitting in, and that wasn’t about to change any time soon. Luz had to think.
1 Luz makes herself useful by showing Eda how to use the human items
2 Luz makes herself useful by offering to pleasure Eda
3 Luz decides to double down, embrace the fantasy, and be sold
4 Luz tries to run, but suffers the consequences
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