The hot desert sun beat down on you relentlessly as you crawled through. You still had no idea what happened or how you’d got here. One night you went to sleep in your comfy bed in your air-conditioned room, the next morning, you were baking on top of a collapsed building in a place that looked nothing like where you were from. But you knew something was really off when you saw your first group of demons. A flock of imps ran up a hill in front of you.
Since then, you’d crawled around, trying to evade the gaze of all the demons. For some reason, this place had vending machines. The only meal you’d had in days was chips, soda and candy bars. Your luck staying undetected could only last so long. While you were scavenging a meal, a strong blast of wind knocked you into the vending machine. Your eyes fluttered shut as consciousness slipped away from you. A clear, bell-like giggle echoed in your mind before you slipped into a deep sleep.
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You came to a few hours later. It was dark, and a little cooler than the rest of the wasteland. It had to be one of the many caves you spotted on the way here. It took some effort, but you were able to sit up slowly.
“Well look who’s awake.”
She stepped in front of you, with a garment that looked like a blue leotard. She had matching boots and long gloves to match.
How big is Pixie?
1) She’s the same size as you.
2) She’s much smaller than you. She'd be up to your waist if you stood side-by-side. That’s not going to stop her from having her way with you.
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