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Copyright of Nanna Marker 2010.
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Lei was flying. It was mid day and she couldn't see anything for the brightness. Suddenly an unreasonable gust of wind grabbed hold of her and threw her, back down, into a spiderweb.
The brightness lessened and Lei could see clear as night. Black was approaching.
"Fooooood," he taunted in a ghoulish voice. "Fooood."
Lei realised she was naked.
"Food," taunted Black, looking down at her with hungry eyes. In one movement he grabbed her wrists and ankles, and spread them far apart.
"Food," said Black and laughed while webbing her hands and feet to the web.
From somewhere outside one of the birds that never left for winter made a loud racket and Lei woke. She wasn't sure whether to feel blessed or sad to have been rescued from that dream. It had been frightening but also... erotic. That was it. Erotic!
Lei smiled to herself. She had had erotic dreams before, but back then she hadn't been a full-blown woman. A good three-quarters of a year had passed since she had left her cocoon a full adult. In that time, she hadn't thought much about the mysteries of womanhood. Now that she, as a woman, had a taste of lust, what sprang to mind was that it really was about time.
Still smiling smugly, Lei snuggled against the soft silk. Her bedding was heavenly.
Black had padded her winter-hole with a thick insulating layer of it, and had made her several thick, fluffy, blankets. He had sternly instructed her that if she ever froze she should call for him, and he would come warm her.
It was no wonder her first erotic dream had been of Black. His silk delightfully caressed her skin all night, every night; all her winter-clothing was insulated with it. And at day she slept in the warmth of this wonderful bedding that was all his making.
Lei pressed her face into her blanket and inhaled deeply. Spending all day breathing his scent, it was no wonder she would dream of him.
In real life Black was just as strong as he had been in the dream. So swift, and overpowering, and...
Lei squeezed her legs together. Her most private place was pounding away, as if she had grown a tiny heart down there which pounded in tune with her other one.
She had never really touched herself there. Sharing a bed with two brothers and a sister didn't encourage such exploration. Before leaving home she'd never been alone while washing herself either.
Lei glanced toward her hole's exit. It had been cold at dawn; she had tied the drape closed before going to sleep. The knot hadn't loosened, and there was no risk of Black looking inside at an awkward moment. Yet, Lei kept the blanket on while slowly sliding a hand to her thong.
She had an expectant warm feeling in her gut and a mischievous grin on her lips. Alone or not. This was naughty.
Her fingers reached the top of her thong. She slipped them under, and slid further to get to where it throbbed.
Lei's smile disappeared. Something was wrong. Her fingers had found wetness. A lot of it. It felt too slimy to be pee. Lei threw off her cover, sat up, and looked at her fingers.
They weren't bloody, and it was the wrong time for that anyhow.
There wasn't anything to see, except that her fingers were wet. Lei rubbed her thumb against the wet fingertips. The wetness felt slimy. Nauseous with worry, Lei took off her thong, curled forward as best she could, and did her best to look at her privates. It was an impossible place to inspect on your own.
What if she had an infection? She didn't know anything about treating infections. All she had ever cared to learn about was bow-making. What if she got sick?
She forced the panic back and started wiping herself clean. Then she dressed and took a short trip into the daylight for snow. It took her a while to melt enough snow with her hands to wet a corner of a blanket. But, once that was done, cleaning off the last of the slime was fairly easy.
Lei had a hard time going back to sleep and often moved her hand into her thong to check for slime. After an hour of restlessness, there was still no trace of slime, and Lei slowly calmed. After even longer, she fell back asleep.
When she woke at sunset, the first thing she did was check her privates for slime. Lei breathed a sigh of relief when her fingers only found slight moisture. That was the normal condition of that area.
She smelled her fingers and was shocked by the tangy smell. Although, she admitted to herself, she really had no clue how she was supposed to smell down there. Lei cursed herself for not having been curious about that sooner.
Outside her hole the night was beautiful. There was snow everywhere. But, Lei was not in a mood to enjoy it.
Black seemed to be in a good mood, until her sourness infected him and he crawled off to mind his own business. Lei didn't bother to apologise. Black rarely bothered to when he was having a bad night.
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She washed her nether region at least five times that night, although there was no trace of the slime of the day. When dawn came, she felt a little better. Whatever had caused the slime, it had probably gone away.
Sleep came to her easily.
Lei was flying through the forest. Something was chasing her. Something fast. She was flapping her wings with all her might, but the wind just wouldn't obey properly, and the something was catching up to her.
Then it caught her and she realised it was her father.
"You are bad," he said, bent her over his lap, and pushed an arm between her folded wings, spreading them. His other arm he raised up in the air, preparing to spank her buttocks.
"You are very bad," he said, but it was no longer her father. The man holding her was Black.
Lei whimpered as he pulled her arms behind her back and folded them over her wings.
"Very bad." Blacks voice was smooth and hungry. His legtips were wandering all over her body.
Lei squeezed her legs together to protect her most private place. Black said nothing but pressed legs between her thighs and...
Lei woke. Her stomach was buzzing with warmth and her nether was pounding. She squeezed her legs together around the sensation.
There was a squishy feeling where her thighs pressed against her thong.
"Oh no," whimpered Lei, and started sobbing.
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Kokata studied Lei from his hiding place. She had been moody for days, and it seemed she couldn't look at him without finding something to yell about. He was tired of being yelled at.
He was in a right mind to lay himself in the snow and speed up time. Maybe when spring arrived, Lei would be more like herself and less like a beetle.
Lei rose from her work and flew off. She returned shortly after. Most likely it had just been a piss break.
She sat back down at her usual work place, and picked up the leaf spine she had been working on before leaving, but then put it back down and simply started sobbing.
She looked very alone and scared.
Kokata left his place of hiding and crawled to her, approaching from behind.
"What's wrong?" he asked, and hated the way she stiffened her shoulders at the sound of his voice.
"Nothing," claimed Lei, and snorted back snot.
"Then why are you crying about it?" snarled Kokata.
"It's got nothing to do with you," said Lei, and surreptitiously wiped her nose and eyes. As if he couldn't guess that was what she was doing.
"What has got nothing to do with me?" pushed Kokata, straining not to snarl. He hated that she wouldn't confide in him.
"I think I'm sick," confided Lei, quietly.
"Sick?" Kokata's stomach jumped up to his heart, somersaulted, and dove down hard on his guts. "How sick? Sick how?"
"I don't know," sobbed Lei.
"Don't know!" snarled Kokata. "How can you not know?"
"It's in the nether region," sobbed Lei. "I don't know what it is."
