Nectar 5

An impromptu study on the impact of over-consumption of an alchemical brew on a nymph; or, a very overworked alchemist confronts the question, "how do I fit my regular-sized cock into this tiny hapless brat's pussy?" Dark content rating, 7k words.

Content Warnings/Tags: dubious consent; inadvertent consumption of a drug/magical potion; extreme size difference; non-harmful physical deformation during sex; communication difficulties due to lack of a shared language

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12. Aug., 1823

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Found the damnedest thing in the lab this morning. I thought I had warded against interference from all manner of creatures, both mundane and magical, but somehow a nymph found her way into the store-room. She got into the elixir I've been brewing for Mrs. Hannerghy.

I suppose, with the amber color of it and the sweet taste, the creature must have mistaken it for nectar, as she drank all five bottles of it. Each bottle is meant to last Mrs. Hannerghy at least a month, and that's based on a human dosage. I can't possibly calculate how the dosage size would differ for a magical creature as small as a nymph.

I have caged the nymph for now. I will write more when I have time; first I must make up at least one fresh bottle of the elixir in a hurry, as Mrs. Hannerghy is due by later this week and I hardly expect she will be understanding if I tell her that I allowed her draught to disappear down the throat of some little plant-pest.

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17. Aug, 1823

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Finally, I am able to make some time. Between making up for the lost store of Mrs. Hannerghy's elixir and the large commission for the Carrow estate, I feel I've hardly been able to sit down. And what little time I can find has been spent researching nymphs, as I have never kept one before and I would feel very silly if this one were to perish from my ignorance.

I have kept the nymph, of course. It would be sorely irresponsible to release her, suffering as she is from the effects of the draught; the little creature hardly knows what's happened to her.

The elixir for Mrs. Hannerghy is a post-climacteric marital aide, meant to help her more easily achieve arousal and climax, as well as providing some elasticity to allow her to easily accept her husband without any fear of pain or tearing as so many women struggle with at her age.

Of course, it was formulated for human women, and I thought at first that it might have no effect on the nymph at all. For all their superficial resemblance to humans, they have an entirely different biology and reproductive cycle based in rutting seasons, during which they tend to cover any unguarded outdoor surfaces with a truly abhorrent amount of sticky sap and staining yellow pollen in their enthusiastic consummation of said season.

Unfortunately for the nymph, no such luck. I suspect that the elixir may have triggered an early or false rut in her--she is certainly, in some way, enflamed. I have been forced to move her cage to my bedroom, as she is quite loud, and it is impossible to mistake her lusty cries for anything else. Even with a cloth over the cage to hide her from view, my lab assistants were all very aware of, and distracted by, her condition.

She is a common ivy nymph, I should say, of a handsome dark green color all over, and about a foot in height, a tidy size for an adult female of her species. Her sex has taken a different color to it, an almost pink blush, and it is engorged; I have never taken the time to closely examine nymphs celebrating their rutting out-doors, but a book I have consulted seems to imply that this is a common physical indication of being in season. She is in a visible state of arousal at all times, quite wet and sticky with sap.

She touches herself near constantly, using her fingers to engage in shameless self-pleasure. Her little voice is quite shrill with it, and at times she puts nearly her entire hand into herself. Her hand is, of course, quite small by human scale, but it is proportionate to her sex, so this seems very impressive. I am not sure whether this is a natural quality of nymphs or if it is a result of the stretching and durability qualities of the elixir she consumed.

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19. Aug, 1823

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Yesterday I came to a realization regarding my captive nymph: in spite of the vigorous masturbatory activity which I have described previously, she seems unable to bring herself to climax.

I do not think this can be an effect of the elixir, as if it were, I surely would have gotten an earful from Mrs. Hannerghy by now. The book I have been consulting has not been especially helpful, as it describes nymph sexual habits in only the vaguest of terms, but it does place enough emphasis on "mutual satisfaction" to lead me to believe that perhaps consummation with a fellow nymph is necessary for her sexual release.

To my dismay, I must admit it seems that the nymph has been suffering from this deprivation. She is less frightened of me now, or perhaps so desperate that her need has overcome her fear, and she tries to speak to me sometimes; I do not understand her language at all, of course, as it is simply impossible for a human to understand the language of a creature so reliant on magic for its very existence, but I can understand from the tone that she is begging me for something, and I must assume that it is relief from her passions.

She has resorted, in some case, to a sort of crude sign language, which I find affirms my suspicions, given which part of her anatomy she was pointing at.

I am not sure what she thinks I might be able to do for her, given the differences in our sizes. I am not sure she understands that my cock would be appropriately sized to the rest of me. Or perhaps she thinks it would fit regardless; I did find her sitting on her own fist earlier this evening and making the sweetest little noises. She still had most of her fingers inside of herself when she fell asleep on the floor of the cage.

As much as it is her own fault for breaking into my lab and drinking something which she must have understood didn't belong to her, I do feel somewhat responsible for her state. I regret that there was no pre-nullifier included in the brew, although of course it would never have been necessary under typical use, as the elixir is meant to be short-lived and even if a human woman were to accidentally take too large a dose, she would easily be able to handle it with a few good orgasms.

If there had been a pre-nullifier in the brew, then the solution would be as simple as brewing a nullification. Alas, I must search for a different cure.

I have sent for more books on nymphs.

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20. Aug, 1823

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The nymph has no fear of me at all now.

She was begging me for help again today, so I put my hands through the bars, attempting to illustrate for her the difference in our sizes. She immediately grabbed one of my fingers and mounted it.

This was a great shock to me, but I was afraid to hurt her with any sudden movements, so I simply allowed her to do as she would. She rode my finger with great vigor, driving it quite deep inside of herself and rubbing her clitoris into the fold of my knuckle, and made a great show of the pleasure she felt.

I wondered then that perhaps her lack of satisfaction might be attributed to her inability to reach deeply enough in herself with her own hand. It would be very cruel to not help her--or to allow her to help herself, as the situation may be--so I remained at the cage for near half an hour and allowed her to continue until my finger was quite sticky with sap and I felt myself thoroughly and personally acquainted with the inside of my nymph.

Regardless of my good intentions and her own best efforts, she still did not reach climax. I felt quite bad for her, as she was crying and begging me again at the end, giving my finger the kind of thorough seeing-to that one would typically need to pay for. I didn't have the heart to make her stop, but eventually she did tire herself out and stop of her own accord, though she seemed quite dejected.

I will note that her sex felt quite tight around my finger, especially deeper inside her body, but there was an unnatural stretchiness to it, and I do believe that the elixir must be allowing her to take more than her body would typically allow. I am not sure that I should encourage this, for fear that she may accidentally hurt herself when the elixir eventually wears off.

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22. Aug, 1823

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I have received two more books on nymphs.

One turned out to be entirely illustrations and notes regarding identification, which is of little use in my current situation, but I did take the time to confirm my initial suspicion: I am now quite sure that she is a nymph of the common ivy species (i.e. King's Choice ivy, Hedera helix).

The other book has been much more educational, and I have confirmed another, more relevant, suspicion: female nymphs are unable to reach sexual satisfaction without a partner's consummation. The book is authored by a Professor Irene Roe who spent many years in deep study of a sizable oak nymph colonies and has made a number of illuminating observations.

She noted that the male nymphs did not seem to abide by similar limits, and furthermore seemed to find the limits of pleasure in female nymphs to be a great source of entertainment. Roe noted more than one case of a poor she-nymph being bullied and used quite terribly, with male nymphs taking turns in penetrating and teasing her but then abandoning her to finish in one of her more desirable peers. In some cases the males even went as far as to restrain the unfortunate female by tying her into their tree, so that she was unable to seek other partners in the colony, and instead spent the entire season in a state of unfulfilled need.

This seems to be what my nymph is experiencing, and I regret even more that she may assume that I am refusing to satisfy her because I find her distress amusing.

I did allow her to ride my finger again today, as she seemed to be begging for it. Of course, it did not provide her relief, but she did appear to enjoy the sensation regardless. The sounds she makes are really quite sweet--as is the sap that she leaves behind on my finger; having been assured by my reading that her fluids aren't in any way toxic, I tasted it today, and found it to be delicately but quite pleasantly flavored, comparable to an unprocessed sugar-nectar.

Between my work, I will continue my search for a remedy for her troubles. Of course, if it were anywhere near her species' season, I could simply let her loose near some fellow common ivy nymphs to be satisfied, but it will be near half a year before they will want to have anything to do with her, and I cannot fathom forcing her to wait for so long.

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24. Aug, 1823

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Gave quote to a new client today, Dr. Calgliese from Whitemark. He has been having some trouble sourcing a reliable disinfectant for his surgical tools and has decided to pursue magical alternatives. It will be my first attempt at a disinfecting agent, but I do have a new book in on the theory and believe I should have a first attempt to test in approx. four days.

Have not had much time to work on the question of the nymph. I do spend time with her every evening and she seems very acclimated to my presence. Last night I let her out of the cage, after taking care that my door and windows were all closed--I can't help but worry about what would become of her if she were to escape outside in her state.

She did not try to escape. She wanted mostly to be near me, and negotiated the use of two of my fingers. I would have sworn that two would be far too much for her to take, but the elixir continues to provide an elasticity to her body that is decidedly unnatural and certainly far beyond the original intention of the formula. I am unsure whether this is because of the amount she ingested, or if it is a consequence of an interaction between the ingredients and the magical nature of her body.

Regardless, I find myself quite astounded by her capabilities. The tightness and the heat of her little body around my fingers created an exquisite sensation, and the sweet sounds of her unrelieved passion had some effect on me as well. I am ashamed to admit that I engaged myself with my other hand while she made use of my fingers.

I do feel bit boorish, satisfying myself in front of her when she is in such a desperate state--admittedly, she did not seem to mind, and in fact observed with what appeared to be great fascination, although the extreme vigor with which she availed herself of my hand when she witnessed my climax spoke to her torment.

Overall, she is very manageable, considering the wild and mischievous nature of her species. I am certain that the effects of the elixir have contributed to making her more biddable. She was quite easily returned to her cage once she had reached the point of exhaustion. I shall continue to allow her some freedom, as I feel quite bad for keeping her in a cage all the time, on top of her pitiable state.

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25. Aug, 1823

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Very busy today, but must make a note re: the nymph. Used my tongue on her last night.

It was a whim. I was once again pleasuring myself while allowing her to use my fingers, and I thought on how lovely her juices taste, and that my tongue is not really all that much thicker than two of my fingers, and I simply acted on it.

She fussed mightily when I took her off my fingers, and I think she must have been very frightened at first when I held her up to my mouth. Once she understood my intentions, however, she welcomed me very eagerly. My tongue was able to enter her without much problem: she is still tight but she stretches very well, and the sounds she made were exquisite. I am quite satisfied that she felt no pain from it, although she also did not experience any relief, to my regret.

Beginning to consider a solution, but can't possibly put it to paper without more research first, and I do not have the time today. I shall sound quite depraved if I put down what I propose without better understanding the situation first.

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30. Aug, 1823

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I have pulled all of the previous journal entries pertaining to my little nymph and placed them in a dedicated journal, as I have determined this to be a valuable opportunity to gather information which I may wish to reference in the future, or that may be of use to those who study nymphs more actively.

I will take the time now to more thoroughly describe the nymph's current state, and my observations thus far, as I have now had her in my possession for just over two weeks.

She is in a state of heightened arousal at all times, consistent with the natural state of her species' breeding season as described in the most recent edition of Irene Roe's Treatise on Nymphs and Their Habits. Namely: she displays an attractive coloration in her erogenous zones, especially her sex, which is also visibly swollen; she secretes ample sexual fluids; and she shows little interest in other activities aside from the sexual. Although I have offered her a potted ivy plant and a bird bath, she only rarely digs or bathes or tends to the plant.

Her primary activity of choice is masturbation, utilizing either her own hands or nearby tools, such as my fingers, the ivy plant, or even the bars of the cage. She is definitively unable to bring herself to satisfaction, which, I am assured by Roe's Treatise, is typical for female nymphs.

I have attempted the following treatments to date:

1. Additional stimulation via tools: This I allowed her to self-administer by making available to her miniaturized versions of the magically-imbued marital aids which I have created for some certain clients, which warm to body temperature and rattle with a stimulating movement when held in the hand or otherwise in contact with the body. She finds these very engaging, and, when offered, will keep one inside of herself for hours at a time, until the magic is thoroughly discharged. However, I have not observed that they bring her the satisfaction she needs.

2. Topical and internal administration of my own semen: I applied this with hopes that it might serve to trigger the mating instinct which would permit her to climax. No results. It has occurred to me that the obstacle may be that my semen is human rather than nymphine in nature; however, Roe has noted in her own studies that she believes that the female nymph mating instinct is driven by magical recognition of the moment of a partner's climax, and I am inclined to trust her authority on the matter, in which case my species would not be the primary problem.

3. Allowing her to stimulate me to climax: This was my next step after the application of semen, and occurred largely of the nymph's volition. She has become increasingly fascinated with my erection as she has witnessed me pleasuring myself in her presence. When she determined to involve herself with it, I decided to allow it, hoping that perhaps she might be able to find a way to satisfy herself if allowed to follow her own instincts. My member is nearly as large as she is when fully erect, but she has made herself quite skilled at pleasuring me, using her arms and legs to stroke and licking with her tiny tongue. However, though she is very enthused by my climax and practically bathes herself in my semen, it has not assuaged her rut or brought her to completion.

With the problem thus laid out, I have developed what I believe may be a working solution, though it will take some time to implement.

This solution relies in part on the biology of nymphs, which I have studied in detail these past few days. I have reproduced some drawings of the internal arrangement of a female nymph from Roe's Treatise, which I will append to this journal.

The key feature to note is the near-entire absence of internal organs. In fact, nymphs are a magically imbued plant, with their humanoid shapes being an influence of the magic which grants them their sapience; the majority of their biological needs occur either in their skin, as with a plant, or in some cases in certain organs which are contained inside their heads, protected by the skull.

The only primary organs within the main body are the sex organs, and a small rudimentary lung which powers the vocal portion of their speech. Otherwise, the body cavity is filled nearly entirely with a sap-like fluid which allows for the storage and transport of nutrients, sugars, and so on.

This quirk of nymphine biology, combined with the elasticity granted by the elixir, has allowed my nymph to accept penetration by objects quite proportionally larger than what any human woman might be able to receive, even with the aid of magic.

To date, I have penetrated her with up to three fingers with ample preparation. Although this pressure created a visible bulge in her stomach as my digits displaced the fluid inside her body, she clearly suffered no pain from it and in fact was quite enthused by the attention.

As her satisfaction requires the active climax of a male partner within her sex, and as no partners of her own species are available, I believe the quickest solution will be to acclimate her such that she is able to accept my member, so that I might satisfy her directly.

I will be drawing up a plan for this process in short order. However, I must stop writing for now, as she has become quite agitated that I have not yet paid her any attention tonight, and is shaking the door of her cage and crying at me.

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2. Sep, 1823

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My erection measures 5.3" in length and 4.5" in circumference. I believe I must train the nymph on both sizes for her to comfortably accept me.

Although I could, in theory, simply not penetrate her with the full length, I worry that I may become over-enthusiastic and harm her if she isn't in condition to accept the full length. Given that the treatment requires my reaching climax inside of her, it seems safest to ensure that there is as little chance as possible that any abrupt movements in the moment might harm her.