Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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Estries
I started my search right away, flying out in a spiral with the house in the center. It was slow going. To be certain I didn't miss anything, I had to stop every mile or so and spend some time concentrating on the spells around me. How long depended on the population density in the area. Each person's magic and life force had its own signature, just like every spell. Powerful signatures, like the bright life force of young children and the magical might of a wizard, were immediately distinguishable from spells. The sparse magic and partially spent life force of an average adult were not.
In the suburbs sorting out the signatures took minutes. As I entered the busier parts of the city, it began to take longer. Then, as dawn came and the city awoke, it took longer still. The magical signature of a waking mortal was colored by their thoughts and emotions, making it more complex, which, in turn, made it take longer to identify as a person rather than a spell.
When I opened my eyes after searching a particularly busy area, I saw the sun had moved noticeably since I had closed my eyes. If I had been in human form, I would have wept. However, I was in bird form, and birds can't cry.
There was nothing to do but to keep going. It only got worse from there. It had been two days since I had fed. I should have fed last night, but I hadn't wanted to further upset Lilly. I was hungry. So hungry...
The mortals around me were defenseless, and plump with life force. Prey, my instincts told me. I shoved the thought down. Or I tried to. I found myself circling a daycare center. Children played alone in the yard. No protector. So small, so weak, so full of life... And I was so hungry.
I dove. As my eagle form hurtled down from the sky, the children screamed and scattered. I snatched one up in my claws, and prepared to carry it away, feasting on the magic unlocked by the little girl's terror.
Something smacked me, breaking my hollow boned wing. I shrieked in fury and released my prize, preparing to defend myself. My attacker wrapped long, hairy arms around me. I shifted to my true form, thrashing, but my captor held me fast. It shook me. "Estries. Control yourself!"
It knew my name. The shock broke through the cold sheath of hunger gripping my mind. What was I doing? I went limp.
The creature holding me looked a bit like an ape and a bit like an old man, with a hunched back, wrinkles, and long hairy arms. A domovoi, I realized. A guardian spirit, rare in the world of my birth, and likely rarer in this one. "Shift," the domovoi told me, "And we'll talk."
I shifted back to my human form, and the domovoi released me. I curled up in a ball, weeping. What had I done? Was the child all right? Or had I killed her?
I felt a small hand on my shoulder. I flinched away. "Don't touch me! I might hurt you."
The four year old snorted derisively. "No you won't. You're in control now, and you don't hurt people on purpose, Estries." She pronounced my name with a child's care for hard words. "Not unless they're bad people."
I looked up into sharp blue eyes that did not look like they belonged on a four year old's face. They glowed with a strange light. "How do you know my name?"
"She's a seer," said the domovoi. He had finished tending to the little girl I had grabbed, and her shoulders were good as new, though her shirt was still a mess.
The seer girl giggled. "Your shirt is all bits. Your mommy is going to be so mad, Annie!" She frowned thoughtfully. "But not at you. She'll get all mad at the teacher and yell and then she'll take you out for ice cream." Her nose wrinkled. "Ewww! You're going to get the mint stuff! Gross!"
I blinked. Seers were incredibly rare, in all the worlds. The odds of me just happening to strike a daycare with a seer in it were round-it-off-and-call-it-zero levels of low.
The girl nodded. "You're right. I made sure I was here to see you. I cried until my Mommy agreed to send me here. I felt bad about being a bad girl, but you're kind of sort of my brother so it was really important."
I blinked again. "Your brother?"
She nodded. "Uh-huh. One of your mommies is my twin's birth mommy, and your other mommy is one of her daddies. Though not her tadpole daddy because that would be silly. So that makes you my brother."
My mouth opened. "Ummmm..."
The domovoi sighed. "Don't bother. She's not going to get clearer than that."
The seer frowned. "But I was clear! I said exactly what I meant."
I shook my head, dismissing the mystery. "What's your name, child?"
She grinned. "I'm Hannah."
A lightbulb went off in my head. She could help! "Hannah, I'm trying to find-"
Hannah interrupted me. "She's in the dirty red azz building. With the vampire and the other guy."
I frowned. "Could you point to it on a map?"
Hannah shook her head. "Nuh-uh. Cause I don't know how to read maps. Or tell time from a hands clock or I'd tell you what time the phone call is going to be."
I blinked. "Phone call?"
She nodded. "Don't worry, you'll get it in time. You should go home and wait for it, so you don't miss it."
She cocked her head, eyes far away. "You should go now."
I frowned. "But-"
I heard a shriek behind me. "Who are you? And what are you doing with the children?"
I looked around. The domovoi was gone, and an angry looking woman was advancing on me.
Hannah shoved me. "Go, or you'll get in trouble! And they won't just take your TV time away."
She was right. I was a strange man in a daycare yard containing a girl with a ripped shirt. If I stuck around, I was going to get arrested. I shifted back into a bird. The teacher would think she was going crazy, but I had no sympathy for a woman who left the children in her care alone for so long.
I turned to head for home. Dirty red Azz building meant nothing to me, so I would wait for the phone call. I wondered who would be calling. Perhaps it would be Lilly herself. Perhaps she would escape...
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Lilly
I wasn't sure how long I had waited there, bound and gagged, in the dark. I wasn't sure how many times I had cum. Another orgasm was building. I wrenched at my bindings, frustrated. Then I closed my eyes, riding out the orgasm with a low moan.
I saw a light as someone opened the basement door. Relief coursed through me, followed by dread. I was going to get bitten again. Five more times after that, and my free will would be lost, likely forever.
Except it wasn't the vampire who came down the stairs. It was his pet wizard. Dmitri? Was that his name? His eyes seemed, somehow, clearer than they had before. He stared at me, hate in his expression.
"We were doing fine before you came," he told me.