Damn, that's the time?"
Three hours had gone too quickly and the sky had the dull matt finish of dusk.
"Just crash here and head back early."
Dave said while using the joy con to take out a platoon of most likely Korean teenagers masquerading as Nazi assassins.
"I can run back, if I head off now."
Glancing at the sky and wondering if I'm right.
"Not worth it man."
"Catch you in the morning."
"Got your vixen spray?"
"Yeah in my pocket."
"Message when you're back bro."
Dave turned back and released an unholy salvo on what is likely someone barely hitting puberty.
Night was falling faster than I cared to admit, I started jogging at my cardio limit. Pushing my six foot two frame to keep up. I got to the cross roads. If I go around the park it's definitely going to be dark by the time I get back. If I cut through I should just make it. I don't want to be out when it's dark, it's just not safe for a guy these days. I went to grab my vixen spray, fuck it must of fallen out. Looking back quickly I don't see it. I don't have time to find it. Looking round I don't see another soul. I get the creeping sense that I've fucked up.
I hit the main path, keeping my breathing under control, my stride steady. My senses alert, eyes glancing in the shadows. Five more minutes at this pace and I'll be on the other side of the park and near enough. Too fucking late.
Two figures stepped from the fattening shadows. I hear a sound and a third rolls around a tree trunk behind me.
"Look what we got here girls."
I'm fucked. I freeze, fear routes me to the spot. Indecision. Flight or freeze? Fighting is not an option. Ahead of me, the barely five foot tall women, glance at each other and grin. It's a grin that terrifies. They move intently towards me, setting up a pincer move like I'd used online with Dave earlier. Their curves and muscles wrapped in twine and leaves, near naked micro amazons. Their pixie faces contort in the stretching shadows. The sky falls, Starlings take flight to feast in the dying light. Photons that traversed across our solar system shimmer over the grass and that's when I see him. A body, male on the floor. Shorts around his ankles, his neck at an unnatural angle. I notice we have the same trainers. I'm fucked!
It started nearly eight years ago. The societal fetish for wood furnaces, exotic wood kitchens and grazing for expensive and cheap beef led to deforestation of the rainforests. But little did we understand this would displace a species that would wreak havoc on modern life. Unlike Japanese knotweed this species didnt crack concrete, that would have been easier to deal with. It acted like an invasive wasp, taking the homes and territory of natives and out competing for natural resources. Enter the Fae.
At first, it was random sightings, always around dusk close to parks or recently renovated buildings. Then, attacks on humans were noted. What was strange was who they attacked, almost exclusively men. Hypotheses flew round that this was a war being executed by the Fae targeting male aggressors or taking down the strongest of a species. Commentators talked about war tactics and how the Fae were using the teachings of Sun Tzu. The truth took a little while to emerge. It was aggressive procreation. Men didn't report it at first, they later talked about the shame and embarrassment. Many felt emasculated by the encounters. Fae were small, real small. Less than six inches with the curves of a manga fem fatal, but they where very strong and fast. Twelve or fifteen could take down an adult male, pin him to the ground and rape him. The male victims reported seeing the Fae making them erect by using their bodies. Scratching with their teeth and nails to make them ejaculate. Fae would swarm at their crotches grabbing tiny fistfuls of cum, pushing their victims sticky creamy cum inside their micro Fae vagina's. The men reported seeing the Fae's bellies swell like they were pregnant before they were released. Their male victims were covered in bruises Sometimes men were found dead in back alleys or parks. Pants around their thighs, bones and necks broken.
Products came out, like vixen spray. Marketed to repel Fae. It was noted that Fae did not attack women, or men who recently had hetrosexual sex. The theory was female scent marking deterred the Fae. Men were advised not to head out at dusk and to use Fae repellents. If they did go out, they should be escorted by a woman to keep them safe.
As the years progressed the Fae evolved. Reports of larger Fae. No longer six inches, nearly a foot tall. As the Fae grew in size, and easier to account, it was realised all the Fae were female. No sightings of any male Fae ever occurred. Theories abounded on the internet as to why. Were all the male Fae killed? Is this what led the Fae to enter human habitats?
At one foot high, it only took six or eight Fae to take down an adult male. Each year more and more Fae attacks were reported, and that the Fae were becoming larger and larger. When they reached three feet in height, men who survived reported penetrative rape. The three foot high pixie faced female Fae would pin a man down force them hard and rape them. Something in the Fae talons or saliva was a powerful erectile drug. If a Fae licked her fingers and scratched a guy, within seconds they have a throbbing boner and a desperate need to cum. Apparently pharmaceutical firms are researching Fae saliva for new drugs to cure erectile dysfunction.
Then the markings started. They called it the kiss of the Fae. The Fae used their tallon like nails to mark the number of impregnated Fae on the side of the men's faces. Fae researchers believe this has two purposes. The first to mark men who are genetically compatible to make future targeted procreation possible. The second, how many Fae children the male fathered in the encounter. Genetic studies on captured Fae revealed that although genetically compatible with around forty percent of men, only sperm that have an X chromosome can impregnate a Fae egg! This was why all modern Fae are female, why they hunt men and no male Fae where seen. Experiments showed Fae gestation period is measured in hours! Once impregnated they can give birth to a healthy baby that night. This explained the rapid increase in Fae size. In eight years, many generations of female Fae have been bred and reached sexual maturity creating a super sized, super powerful Fae sub species. It turned out the Fae were students of Darwin.
In my formative years as a male, I have always been home before dark. This is the first time in my life I missed the self imposed curfew. The first time! I might die tonight because I got immersed in online gaming at a friend's house! Fucks sake!
All men my age know what to do if you meet a Fae. You can't over power them. You might be able to outrun them if you're lucky and have a head start. Otherwise you have to be docile and hope if you comply you will survive.
I don't have a head start. Two five foot Fae with barely a leaf covering their tits are sauntering towards me. I blink and before I know it I'm on the floor being dragged into the trees.
"Taste him, make sure this one is good."
My joggers are pulled down, then my boxers. Cold air hits my dick, my sack contracts. I feel the hairs on my balls pilo.
My sight is filled by a pixie face. She is beautiful. Big dark eyes, high cheekbones, and pouting lips. Her narrow slightly long face and pointed ears have the tell tale shapes of a Fae. She studies me, smelling me, and I feel rating me. Then I feel it, a hot mouth and tongue on my cock. A hand working my shaft, making me hard. Squeezing me, teasing me till pre cum oozes.
"He tastes good, his balls feel full and ripe."
The pixies eyes glint and her smile infects the other two. I'm a mouse caught by a cat. A toy to be played with before devouring.
I fight to remember the Fae guidance. Comply to survive. I just lay there and pray I will make it through the night. Then it happens. I feel it. Pussy lips, tight hot wet pussy lips pushing on my helmet then she opens and swallows my dick. My cockhead is inside a Fae! I feel tight pussy walls grip and work my shaft. Pulling me deeper inside. She slams her body down on my crotch. It looks so big compared to her demure frame. Her hips grind and pussy grips and milks my cock. Her pace is furious. The friction and stimulation powerful. I cant help but grunt in pleasure as her tight cunt rapes me.
"Such a good cock, on this fuck toy."
Her hips buck and rock. Fast, vicious, and soon I'm panting.
"Yes, yes, give me that cum you fuck toy. Give it to me! Give it me!"
Fae nails scrape my chest, tearing through my clothes and carve my flesh.
