- by Alvo Torelli, November, 2021
(If you haven't read Parts 1 through 8, please go here first!)
Chrystal turns in the air, confusion on her face until she’s turned far enough to look back down at her father. “DADDY!” she screams in terror.
AJ looks down to see the point of a flaming sword sticking out through his chest.
He looks back up at his daughter's face. Even terrified, she’s so beautiful. He tries to say “I’m sorry, princess,” but blood bubbles up into his throat and he can only gurgle. Everything goes black.
But then it’s not dark, it’s light – too light – glaring - painful…
No, it’s fine. But there’s nothing there, nothing but light in any direction. Is this what happens when you’re dead? Nothing but…
Someone is there, standing in front of him. It takes AJ a moment to focus, as if he’s focusing without using his eyes... Still, he focuses and he sees her. A little girl. A gorgeous little girl, maybe eight, maybe nine. She doesn't seem to be afraid, even though she stands in front of him as naked as the day she was born. Even though he's dead – that she's facing a ghost. Is he a ghost? God, she's so beautiful. Her skin is white, not light-colored, white. So is her incredibly long, thick hair that flows down around her like milk all the way to her waist. He can almost see someone else in her pretty face – that soft, patient smile is so much like… Like who? He doesn’t remember.
The pretty little girl touches his forehead and memories flood back into AJ’s mind:
AJ rambled across the rolling, small hills at the back of the grand estate. It was nice to get away on his own. He appreciated spending the spring break of his sophomore year of college with his friend Jeff’s family, but he hadn’t really understood how rich they were. Jeff was down to earth. His parents were not. It was exhausting being around them all. But it was great to have so much space to walk and be alone.
Coming over a hill, AJ looked down at a rock wall that stretched off to right and left as far as he could see. He’d come to the edge of the estate. From the rise, he could see a meadow of grass and flowers rolling down to the wall, then a dark forest stretching off into the distance on the other side of the wall. There was a gate in the wall, standing ajar; he wondered where it might lead. To a path into the darkness? But his attention was drawn to something lying in the meadow not far from the gate, something the size of… A body! He ran.
The little girl wore a gauzy white dress that perfectly matched her amazing white skin. Her long, white hair, like nothing he’d ever seen before, spread out around her sleeping form. Her hands were folded across her stomach. Why was she lying there in the grass, amidst the early spring flowers, looking so peaceful and beautiful – the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen?
He tried to wake her. Was she injured? She wouldn’t wake up. His heart beat fast. He shook her harder. God, she was so pretty! But she was just a little girl. She couldn’t be more than eight or nine. Still… Wake up, damn it! Was her heart beating? Yes! Slow, steady, beats. Her flat little chest rose and fell as she breathed, alluringly.
He was embarrassed, despite being alone, despite the child being in some kind of coma. He was ashamed of the hard, painful erection in his slacks.
He could try to carry her back to the house. But what would they think of him showing up with her in his arms, in a nearly transparent gown and nothing on underneath it. He blushed. No, better to try again to get her to wake up!
AJ kissed her. God only knows why he did it, certainly he didn’t know. He brushed her smooth cheek with his fingertips. Her lips were warm and soft and she was so small and delicate and he lingered with his lips gently touching her much longer than he should. He started back when her pretty eyes fluttered, then opened. He’d never seen eyes like hers! Her irises were small, curved mirrors. He could see the surprise on his own face reflected in her eyes. But her soft, patient smile pulled his eyes away from those mirrors, and without thinking he kissed her again. She kissed him back.
For fuck’s sake! He couldn’t kiss a little girl. What was wrong with him?! He reared back onto his heels, blushing horribly. She just gave him that soft, patient smile again.
“You must be the wizard,” the child declared. Her voice was like music. “You’re not very scary for a wizard.”
“Wizard?” AJ responded with obvious confusion.
“They always said to beware of the wizard at the back gate. But, you see, I had to escape the witch’s evil butterflies! There was nowhere else to run. Oh, if only one of them hadn’t managed to sting me just before I ran through the gate. How long have I been asleep? Has it been days? Oh goodness, years? Have you seen a unicorn somewhere around here? He likes to eat the flowers. But he probably already wandered home – he’s like that.”
“Unicorn? Butterflies… What?”
“I don’t think you’re a wizard at all. You're funny. But you’re very pretty.”
It was only when the little girl called him ‘pretty’ that AJ realized she’d risen from the ground as she prattled on about butterflies and wizards, placed her hand on his chest, and slowly, gently pushed him back to the ground. Now she was the one looking down, examining his face, brushing her fingertips across his cheek. Now she kissed him. He kissed her back.
The light grew dim, then dimmer. It was only the curtains of her thick hair falling around their faces as they explored each other’s lovely lips, touched their tongues, tasted their sweetness.
Emboldened by the dark, AJ let his hands find her small body. She lay stretched out on top of him as they kissed. His palms slid up her thin, smooth legs – under the gauzy fabric. She didn’t flinch or mewl or flee. She only trembled. The shape of her little ass, under his sensitive palms, was perfection. One hand traveled higher, exploring the dip in her spine above her butt, teasing upwards along her spine. Their kiss deepened when she took in a deep breath. She moved, parting her legs just enough. The fingers of his other hand found a different treasure, wet and warm and quivering with anticipation of his touch.
The little girl had hands too. She cupped his face. She slid the palms along his cheeks, behind his ears, her fingers twined into his dark hair. She yanked at his locks when he touched her pussy and growled into his open mouth, kissing him harder.
AJ had never dreamed of intimacy with a mere child, an incredible beauty. Was it her youth that made him so bold when he was normally so shy and uncertain with women? He had no experience of this burning, driving passion to touch and be touched. He’d only been with two women and both encounters were clumsy, uncertain, too quick – pleasure overridden by fear of doing the wrong thing, touching the wrong place – climax dulled by self-doubt and insecurity. But not with this child. How could it be?
When he slipped a finger into her warm, forbidden depth, she reared back, pushing her little hands against his shoulders and arching her back. He might have thought he’d hurt her, but the moan of pleasure she gave and the way her tiny pussy squeezed and pulled at his finger said otherwise. Encouraged, he slipped a second finger into the tight tunnel, pressing even deeper. The child’s moans intensified. Her nails dug into his shoulders. A powerful, unfamiliar sense of mastery flooded his mind. There was so much pleasure in her pleasure! He wanted more of this feeling. Uncertainty and inexperience couldn’t stop him. He curled his wrist to reach deeper between her legs and brought his other fingers around to search for her mysterious clitoris.
The child dug her knees into his sides and her arched back suddenly flexed the other way as her pelvis took control of her body. She drove her hot, trembling clit down onto his probing fingers and grasped hard at the fingers in her pussy as they pulled halfway out of her. AJ fluttered his fingers across her clit as fast as he could. She screamed. Her pelvis tilted back the other way, then reversed again. Waves undulated up along her small, perfect body as her pelvis rocked back and forth, faster and faster. She fucked herself on AJ's fingers and he kept up a constant, teasing attack on her tiny clit.
“Yes, yes, yes, oh god, that’s so good. Yes, please, keep doing that!” The little girl shared her pleasure with the grown man, built his understanding, stroked his confidence to new heights. He wiggled the fingers inside her pussy and she gasped with increased pleasure. “Yes! Oh! Oh! Yes! I’m going to come, I’m going to… Ohhhh!” She sat up tall on AJ’s chest, arching her back and slamming her pussy down onto his fingers as hard as she could get them. Her body shook. She gave off a never-ending moan of pure delight.
When the child’s climax finally ended she dropped down onto AJ. Her smooth cheek pressed into his chest and she breathed in short, quick pants. He could feel her heart racing. Under her flimsy, long gown, he gently stroked the smooth skin of her back. He tried to memorize every bit of her, every bump in her spine, the exact curve where it met her perfect little ass. Her pulse and breathing softened under his tender attention.
The painful bulge in his pants did not soften.
It didn’t help the painful bulge in his pants to have the little girl unbutton his shirt and slip her small hand inside to stroke his broad chest. He didn’t yet have the thick dark hair on his chest he would have later, only the silky, fine hair of a man just past his boyhood. Still, the exploration of her dainty fingers was electric.
“Mmmmm,” the child purred, slowly tracing lines around his nipples. She shifted to bring her face around and craned her neck, seeking another sweet kiss. Bewitched, AJ was only too happy to comply. If the little girl's obvious contentment and pleasure weren't enough to completely wash away his angst over lying with a mere child, her beauty and allure were plenty to finish the job. He was lost. "You're definitely not a wizard," she tinkled musically. "That was lovely – wizards don't do lovely. Besides, you woke me with a kiss – you must be a hero. What's your name, hero?"
“Um…, AJ,” AJ told her.
The gorgeous child’s brow furrowed. “No, no, that can’t be…” She reached up and gently tapped the center of AJ’s forehead, giving him a tiny shock that left a pleasant warmth. Her eyes flared. “Oh! Of course,” she said. Her lovely little smile returned. “Ajax. Ajax the Great, Ajax the hero. I told you, you must be a hero.”
“But nobody calls me… I don’t like…” AJ didn’t get to finish his complaint before he was kissing the sweet child again.
“Hush, Ajax, my Ajax,” she whispered. “Only for me.”
And for the first time in his life, the sound of his real name on someone else’s lips gave AJ real pleasure.
And moments later, AJ realized that somehow the amazing little girl had managed to unbelt and unzip his pants and her small, clever fingers were busily giving him an entirely different kind of pleasure.
As she twisted on top of him, intent on getting an even better grip, sliding down his body, AJ’s conscience tried again to do war with the desire the little girl brought out. He couldn’t let her do this! It was wrong. But she was so… No! “This is… we can’t… oh god, you have to stop… It’s wrong!” he blurted out.
The little girl was already down to his legs. She twisted and looked back up at AJ’s face. A lock of amazing white hair fell across her face and since her little hands were busy, she blew out a puff of air to rid herself of the offending strands. It was such a cute, disarming gesture – AJ’s heart twisted and his cock twitched in her little hand. Her white, dainty eyebrows pulled together and her sweet, red lips pursed. Without a word, her face told AJ exactly what she thought of his incredible silliness. As soon as she saw that he understood, she switched to the sweet and patient smile that made her look like a young Greek goddess.
Then her lips went around the hood of his cock and AJ’s heart nearly stopped beating in his chest.
She slid her lips halfway down his shaft, bobbed up and down half a dozen times, then came up for air. For a second, they locked eyes. Those brilliant, mysterious mirrored irises reflected the wonder on his face. Then she was busy again. She cradled his cock in two small hands like the most precious jewel and slowly slid her tongue from the tip down to the very base and back.
AJ was a young man. His previous clumsy encounters – one with another high school senior who never spoke to him again, and the other with his chemistry TA – had not prepared him for the sights and sensations of a pretty girl’s lips and tongue, caressing and sucking and driving him… Not just a girl, a child! He couldn’t stop a low, guttural moan. It brought that smile to her lips, again, and then her lips went back over the head of his cock and she bobbed her head again and… “Oh, oh god, I can’t stop… oh god, yes,” AJ moaned.
The little girl rose, kneeling between his knees. Her satisfied smile was entrancing. A thick rivulet of cum had leaked out at one corner of her mouth. She tossed her long white hair over her shoulder before she swallowed, then ran her tongue across her lips and used a dainty finger to push the errant cum back into her mouth.
AJ stared. He was speechless. A desperate longing struck at his chest. He reached for her – he needed to kiss her again!
But the little girl, with a tinkling giggle, avoided AJ’s grasp as if she’d known it was coming. She leapt to her feet and danced away. The soft breeze fluttered her diaphanous gown. Sunlight shown through the light fabric to highlight every curve of her perfect, preteen body. Barefoot, she capered across the flowered meadow, with her arms out as if she was about to take flight.
AJ rolled to one side, resting his body on one forearm to watch the enchanting creature cavort. He was oblivious to the state of his dress – shirt open, pants unzipped. He didn’t want to miss a second of the beautiful little girl. “Who are you?” he said at last.
The dancing sprite wheel about to face AJ, six feet away. She smiled. She lifted her gauzy dress over her head and released it into a sudden, surprising, gust of wind. The flimsy garment sailed away. Her long white hair whipped about her, hiding nothing. “Come dance with me, Ajax, my hero,” she beckoned.
AJ kicked off his shoes and wriggled out of his clothes as fast as humanly possible. Naked, he ran across the soft ground, lifted the little child up into the air by her waist, and spun in a circle while she spread her arms wide like an airplane in flight. He kept spinning, slowly, while he pulled her back down to his chest, let his arms encircle her, and kissed her with a passion he didn't know he possessed. She wrapped her skinny legs around his waist and her thin arms around his neck. He didn’t care that none of this made sense. How could he do anything but fall madly in love with such a wonderful being?
“Who are you?” AJ asked again. “I don’t even know your name.”
Holding his face in her little hands, she leaned back to look into AJ’s eyes. She cocked her head to one side and giggled, then smiled. “My subjects call me ‘Your Majesty’ or ‘Queen Diamond,’” she said.
“Your… who…?”
"My closest friends just call me Diamond," she stopped him with a finger to his lips, then she leaned in much closer, slid her hands behind his neck, and brought her sweet lips to his ear. She whispered, and her sweet, musical little voice sent shivers up AJ's spine despite the warmth of the gorgeous spring day. "My lovers call me Di." Her tiny tongue circled around the inside edge of AJ's ear and he couldn't stop a desperate gasp.
He also couldn’t stop himself from dropping to his knees, holding her in his arms. She dropped her dainty feet to the ground and pressed into him, still exploring the side of his neck with her talented tongue, still driving him crazy with desire. He couldn’t resist her and a moment later he was lying back, amidst the colorful flowers, with the amazing child straddling his naked body.
She pushed back, hands on his shoulders. Her wet, warm cunny slid along the underside of AJ’s excited cock. Her eyes went half-closed. Both of them were gripped by the intensity of the sensations. Her pelvis rotated, grinding her up and down, slowly. AJ pushed up against her, he couldn’t help it. He reached out to put his hands on either side of her small, flat chest. His hands looked so big. He had no trouble reaching across to flick her tiny, white nipples with his thumbs. She gasped and sped up her desperate grinding. AJ groaned out his new desperation.
With a moan, Di made the subtlest change to her motion; she let her weight shift forward, almost imperceptibly. And then AJ was inside her.
It was impossible. AJ was big – not a brute, but big. She was so small, so young, so delicate. He couldn’t be fucking her! He would tear her apart. But… but he was fucking her – or was she fucking him? Did it matter? He let his hands slide down to her waist. Her eyes were closed, but she smiled at the feel of his grip, as he took more control. She threw her head back; her fantastic white hair whipped through the air, falling slowly around her perfect body as she sat up on top of AJ’s hips.
AJ thrust upwards, hard, then harder. He was impossibly deep in her little-girl body, but it was glorious. This wasn’t clumsy or tentative – this was simply right. Every millimeter of his long, beefy cock sang out with joyous pleasure. And the look on the little girl’s face, Di, was heaven. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted him deep inside, thrusting hard, again and again. The better it was for him, the better it would be for her.
“Ajax! Ajax! Yes, my hero, oh yes!” The little girl, the queen of the fairies, moaned with ecstasy. The man beneath her filled her with his big throbbing energy. She rippled along his length, teasing and milking him. “Cum in me! Please! Now! Ajax!”
How could the man deny her? He couldn’t. AJ pulled her little hips down and arched up into her with all of his strength. He should have torn her apart. Instead, it was as if they’d become a single entity – a being made of love and lust and need. He came. Wave after wave of cum forced through his blazing cock and into the little girl’s womb.
“YES!” Di screamed. Her hands covered her stomach, but they weren’t enough to block the sudden, golden light that beamed out from her center. Her small body writhed with orgasm and the glow brightened. It was blinding. Her body shivered harder and harder until all at once the light went out and she fell forward onto AJ’s chest. “Yes,” she whispered weakly, almost too soft to hear.
“Di!” He used the name for the first time. “Are you okay? What’s wrong?”
She lifted her head and smiled at him. “I’ve never been better, Ajax - my hero.” She shifted her small body on top of his and took his hand, pulling it to her stomach. “Here. Can you feel her? No, I suppose not. But I can.”
“Her? What are you…?”
Something the size of a large bird swooped past AJ’s face, too fast to get a good look at. Instinctively, he threw his arms around Di and rolled into a crouch, putting her underneath him so he could protect her. The creature screeched and swooped past again, from behind him. A lick of heat lanced across his neck and cheek as it passed. He still hadn’t gotten a good look. It moved so fast, darting about like some sort of bat or swift, but bigger. An eagle? He had to protect the child! He wrapped an arm tighter around her naked, vulnerable little body and pulled her closer to the ground so he could stay above her. He was just in time. When another swooping attack came from his blind side and something raked at his hair before darting away, straight into the sun to thwart his efforts at detection, AJ realized he had not one enemy, but two.
Miraculously, he sensed the next attack with just enough time to react. It came from the opposite side, but we twisted and shot his free hand out. Muscles toned from hours in the gym gripped something scaly. An instant later, as the creature's wings and momentum carried it forward, a horrible pain lanced out from his wrist. But AJ wasn’t about to give up the small advantage he’d won. His muscles screamed, but he pulled the creature down out of the air and slammed it into the ground. As it hit, he lost his grip on the scaly flesh and it rolled away until it skidded to a halt. Clumsily, it climbed onto its feet and tail, hissing angrily.
AJ was staring down a dragon, an angry dragon.
To be sure, it was a rather petite dragon, not much bigger than a chicken. But it was still a dragon. A second miniature dragon landed near the first and looked it over, then turned angrily towards AJ and belched a few inches of fire.
Peels of happy giggles erupted from behind AJ where he had protectively stashed little Di. She swung around him with a huge smile, unable to stop giggling.
“What the…?”
“Oh Ajax, my hero! You are so wonderful,” the child squealed. She threw her arms around his neck and placed a huge, smacking kiss on his incredulous face.
AJ lifted Di into his arms and rose to his feet, turning to protect her naked body from the disturbing glares of the two dragons. He swelled at the little girl’s ardent praise, but his pride crashed when she broke into another paroxysm of musical giggles.
“Oh, don’t be that way, my hero!” Di cooed to AJ. She wrapped her arms and legs around him like a little monkey and kissed his cheek to cement the intimacy. “I wasn’t laughing at you, silly man! Well, not just at you anyway.” She poked her head over AJ’s shoulder and stuck her tongue out at the two dragons. “To think,” she said to them. “A mere mortal, naked and unarmed, brought down the mighty Tinkerbell! It’s a good thing he didn’t have a sword or might have cut your head off. Ha ha!”
The dragon who’d been thrown to the ground snorted fire, then hung his head in shame.
“Off with you now!” Di commanded. “Silly beasts. But don’t worry. You can tell Him that it was the might warrior Ajax who brought you down. And your Queen is perfectly fine – in his arms! Ha ha ha.”
With another snort of fire from the second dragon, the two miniature reptiles leapt into the air and flew away towards the dark forest on the other side of the rock wall. As they left, Diamond giggled and giggled as she nuzzled her pretty face into AJ’s neck.
Despite his shock – fucking dragons! – AJ was very aware of the naked, perfect, little body pressed close to his skin. He had so many questions! But he wasn’t going to ruin this perfect, satisfying moment. Especially not when the giggles receded, the nuzzling increased and small, delicate fingers played with the hair at the nape of his neck.
“Oh, my goodness, Ajax,” the child suddenly chirped. “You’re bleeding! Give that to me!”
AJ had nearly forgotten the searing pain in his wrist where the dragon’s talons had raked him. He held the little monkey to his body with his good arm. She leaned out away from his chest and grabbed at his wrist, where two long gashes dripped blood onto the lovely field of flowers.
“DI! You don’t have to… Don’t!” AJ said, but the little girl was too quick. She brought the ugly wounds to her lips and kissed them. A bright golden glow enveloped his wrist, even as she held her lips in place. It intensified, expanded to a ball, then burst, sending out a shockwave that staggered AJ and made the grass and flowers sway for twenty yards all around them. The child’s hair flew out in every direction with the shock, then slowly settled down around her shoulders. She was so beautiful – she took AJ’s breath away. His wounds were gone.
“That was… What was that?”
Di gave AJ her patented little smile, leaned forward, and kissed him on the lips. “Magic,” she whispered. “And, well, I put a little extra in – just for fun.” She blushed, the first time AJ had seen her blush, despite all the things they’d done. He followed her gaze as she craned her neck to look down, past the point where her legs wrapped around his waist. “See?!” she giggled.
AJ had a rock-hard erection jutting out into the warm spring air.
“He’s going to be here soon,” pretty Di trilled, “Tinkerbell and Candyfloss were just the advanced scouts. They’ll report to him quickly and He’ll come at the run. We don’t have a lot of time, hero. Wouldn’t you like to…?”
“He? Who is He?” AJ couldn’t keep up with the gorgeous, magical, alluring creature. “Like to what?”
The little girl wriggled out of his grasp, surprisingly strong. She dropped lightly to her feet and scampered across the meadow, skipping, spinning, and leaping. She ran in circles. Somehow, every step, every leap, every turn was an erotic invitation. When she stopped dancing, she was facing away from AJ, looking at him over her small shoulder, with her thin legs spread wide. Slowly, with that incredible little smile on her face, she bent at the waist, lower and lower. Her pelvis tilted, her gorgeous, entrancing, little-girl pussy came into view, framed between the perfect curve of her inner thighs.
AJ had never seen anything so sexy in his life – and yet, he had a nearly overwhelming sense of déjà vu at the little girl’s perfect, come-fuck-me pose. The déjà vu was intense, but it wasn’t intense enough to stop him from jumping forward and grabbing the little vixen by the waist.
Di shrieked with glee and dropped to her hands and knees in the grass and flowers. AJ followed her down, kneeling in tight behind her perfect little ass. He realized that the ground beneath them was uneven. She had dropped onto a small patch of ground several inches higher than the ground he knelt on. It meant that she was perfectly positioned for… Why, the little tart! She’d planned the whole thing.
AJ wrapped one arm around the child’s waist and fisted his cock to bring the bulbous head into the velvet wet folds of her tiny vulva.
“Oh yes, Ajax, my hero! Yes, take me from behind. Oh, it will teach Him a lesson,” Di squealed with excited desire. “No, no, don’t tease me like that! Oh! That’s mean, that’s… oooh, yes, yes!”
It was so easy to torment the over-sexed little girl. He swirled the head of his big cock around and around. He pushed it in as if he was ready to thrust inside, only to pull it out and swirl it about again. With his arm underneath her, he found her tiny nipples and tortured them, one after the other, reveling in the gasps of pleasure he brought to her pretty lips. Then he switched to her tiny clit. He flicked across it, massaged it, tweaked it. She shivered harder and harder and still, he wouldn't fuck her.
“Ajax, Ajax, please! Oh god, please!”
The little preteen beauty begged to be fucked. Her desperation was the most beautiful music. But AJ wasn’t ready. Since the moment he’d laid eyes on her he’d felt out of control, overwhelmed. It had all been amazing, so much pleasure, so much excitement – but he couldn’t help feeling buffeted and confused. Now, in this moment, he controlled her, dominated her, made her beg for him. He doubled his torture of her sensitive, hungry little pussy and clit until he was certain she was on the very cusp of an explosive orgasm.
“PLEASE!” Di screamed. “AJAX! PLEASE! FUCK ME! OH GOD, OH GOD!”
He sensed the moment and plunged the length of his cock into Di’s incredibly tight little cunt. He fucked her as fast and hard as he possibly could, controlling her slender waist with both of his big hands. She screamed with torturous pleasure. Every fast, brutal thrust brought another exclamation of joy from her throat and every corner of her body shook from a climax that went on and on. Eventually, AJ realized he was grunting and moaning almost as loudly as she was.
And when his body finally, mercifully, squeezed wave after wave of thick, hot cum through his cock and into her small body he almost lost his mind.
He finished deep inside of her, pressed against her little ass, trembling. His heart beat incredibly fast and he sucked in great gulps of air. The little girl continued to moan, quietly, as the final waves of her orgasm slowly faded away.
“Grrrrrrrrrrrrowwwwwwwwwwrrrrrrrrrr.”
The growl was so deep that AJ heard it in his bones before he heard it in his ears. The primal growl wasn’t loud, but it didn’t need to be. It was only inches away from his back and it was the single most frightening thing he had ever heard.
AJ pulled out of the little girl and whirled around to face the danger. Instinctively, he spread himself wide to protect her. He nearly fainted at what he found. But then he heard the little girl giggle. One little giggle and he knew that things were not what they appeared. Were things ever what they appeared when Di was involved? He felt the child climb onto his back and wrap her legs around his waist, pressing her leaking little pussy into the small of his back as she peeked over his shoulder.
“Now be good, Beebee!” she tinkled.
The massive wolf’s brilliant yellow eyes bored into AJ’s eyes. AJ was still kneeling, so the wolf’s shoulders were a foot above his head. The head of the giant beast lowered even further, sliding closer to AJ’s face. His hackles stood straight up along his neck and his ears were pinned back. When he lifted one corner of his lips, a fang the size of AJ’s little finger appeared.
“Iiiii shhhhhooulddddd eeeeattttt himmmm.”
“You will do no such thing!” the little girl barked. Then she reached over AJ’s shoulder and she bopped the huge wolf on the nose. He jerked his head back, then slowly lifted it up to the level of his shoulders, which was somehow much less frightening.
“Di?” AJ managed to whisper. “What should I do?” He slowly stood, with the child still on his back. He was ready to run, but he knew he could never outrun a wolf the size of a small car.
“Always my hero!” Di cooed. She kissed AJ on the cheek. “I told you it would teach Him a lesson,” she whispered, then giggled. “He’s so annoyed. Oh well, put me down.”
AJ let the little girl down to the ground. With a flourish, she said, “Ajax, this is the Captain of the Queen’s guard, the honorable BBW. But I suggest you just call him Captain – he’s a bit touchy.” She turned to the huge wolf. “Beebee, this is Ajax, the Hero. He came to my rescue and woke me from an enchanted sleep. You may call him AJ. And you may NOT eat him!”
“Yessssssss, Diiiiiii,” the wolf growled.
“Did he just call you Di?” AJ asked, nonplussed.
“Ooh! Now who’s annoyed?” the little pixie giggled. Then she danced away from them, cavorting through the flowers.
The wolf and the man exchanged a look. Throwing caution to the wind, AJ asked, “Is she always like this?”
“Allllllwwwwayyyysssss” the Big Bad Wolf growled back.
Queen Diamond danced and danced, then ran towards AJ on her little feet. She leapt into his arms and embraced him, wrapping her thin legs around his waist one last time. They kissed. The wolf rumbled low beside them but didn't say anything else.
“I have to go now, Ajax, my hero, my love.”
“I don’t understand anything that’s happened. But… can’t I… I would go anywhere with you.”
“I know. But you can’t come, my hero. You’ve changed everything – and you have to be there, for her. Don’t worry, it will all be alright.” The queen of the fairies kissed her handsome hero one more time before she leaned back and looked into his eyes. His worried face was reflected in the mirrors of her irises. “I know my time is nearly over,” she whispered. “But now I know she will be there, and it will be fine. Thank you, my hero.” She reached out and put one finger to AJ’s forehead, where a spark of golden light appeared before it was absorbed into his body.
AJ let the little girl down and she walked over to the giant wolf. Suddenly, she had wings. Gossamer wings that moved almost too fast to see, tinged with white. AJ gasped at the beauty of her fairy wings. She lifted off the ground, flew twice around the meadow in lazy circles, then settled softly onto the back of her giant lupine guardian. She gave AJ her soft, patient smile and then the wolf padded silently across the field towards the open gate.
As the wolf and the small girl disappeared through the gate, AJ began to forget. By the time they had disappeared into the forest, they were gone from sight and gone from his mind.
But she isn't gone from his mind - not any longer. She stands right in front of him, with her perfect form, her hair like flowing milk, and her soft, patient smile. He remembers it all, now. She’s Di, precious, wonderful Di. He remembers more. He understands why he nearly sees someone else in her beautiful face – for it’s Crystal’s face that hides within. She’s Crystal’s mother. He remembers Crystal now, too. He remembers things he did with Crystal – like things he did with her mother. He remembers trying to help her find something. What…? Wings – wings like Di’s beautiful wings. Yes – Crystal found her…
He remembers the point of a flaming sword erupting out of his chest. He remembers pain.
“Di?” Is it really you?
“I am here, in this place, with you – because you needed me, Ajax, my hero. But no. I am a piece of magic, left in your mind many years ago, for a time that was foreseen.”
“Am I… dead?”
Queen Diamond sighs. "Almost," she says. "The little one is doing her best to keep you alive, hero. But she is young and not very strong and she will fail soon. Only the true queen is powerful enough to keep you alive. And she is… distracted. She is very powerful – more powerful even than I was – but she has no knowledge of her power. Even now the false queen threatens to win the battle. She is not powerful enough to kill our daughter – but she is powerful enough to capture the child, bind her, and thrust her into a dark and terrible place where she will not escape for a thousand years."
“No!”
“There is only one chance, Ajax. Do you trust me?”
AJ pauses before he answers. “I fell in love with you in that meadow. Completely in love. Of course, I trust you, Di. That’s why you gave me my memories back.”
The little girl with the long milk-white hair smiles and steps closer. Her eyes are mirrors, and AJ sees what she sees – how much he really did love her, how much he really does trust her.
“You have to go back, AJ. You have to feel the pain, overcome it, use it. The little one will give you all she has but it will only be enough for a few moments. I have only one weapon to give my hero as I send him back into battle – and I give it to you now. You will know when and how to use it.” The kiss the little girl gives to the man she once met at the back gate to faerie is all-consuming. The bright light fades as AJ melts into the kiss. The darkness grows.
The child fades in his arms and AJ opens his eyes.
A different pair of eyes, huge and blue, terrified and exhausted, look back at AJ. He has only a second to understand that little Saffy is kissing him, feeding her magic into his body to keep him alive, barely. Then the pain hits.
Something dark flies past up near the ceiling. AJ hears a crash and a scream. A flash of red runs past with a vicious growl. Gold and green sparks fly overhead. But the pain!
The little six-year-old presses in, grabs AJ's face, and kisses him fiercely. He feels the magic flood into his body. Not a trickle, a flood. The pain recedes, slightly. Then the magic ends. Saffy rolls to her back, twitches once, then lies still. Her big blue eyes stare unseeing up at the ceiling.
AJ ignores the screaming, whizzing, barking, exploding chaos of the battle that rages around him. He has to deal with the pain. He has to push himself up. But something drags him down. He looks down. The flaming sword is still there, embedded in his back. He pulls the pain into himself. He turns it to anger and he turns the anger into strength. He rises to his knees. He straightens – but the sword is still there, dragging him back.
Mommy sprints from her hiding place in the hallway. She thought AJ was dead. She thought the fairies were going to kill one another. She was terrified for Crystal but too paralyzed to move. But now she runs. "Hold still!" she hisses behind AJ. The sword burns her hands as she grabs the hilt, but she doesn't care. She pulls with all of her might. She falls backward as the sword comes free. The horrible weapon skitters away across the floor as the flames die out. “Save her!” she screams from the floor.
AJ doesn’t have any extra energy for a response to his wife. All he has is pain, wrapped into a tight ball, fueling him to rise to his feet. Finally, he can see what’s happening. Jet and Amethyst are in the air, circling one another. Both of them show signs of damage. Perseus growls from below them and leaps high, trying to latch onto Jet. She easily avoids him, but one of her legs drips blood where the dog must have already bitten her. But Amethyst looks worse than the black fairy, and even as AJ watches she crumples to the ground, unable to fly. Perseus leaps to her side and bares his teeth at the other fairy.
AJ hears Crystal scream. He whirls around to find her, and the movement brings a burbling fountain of blood to his own lips as he tries to scream from the pain. His little girl slams into a wall and crumples. For the first time, AJ sees the false queen – Emerald. She looks to be ten years old, with short, spiky green hair. Like all the fairies, she's incredibly beautiful, despite blackened burn marks on her shoulder, hip, and torso. She lands lightly on the ground and walks slowly towards Crystal with a noticeable limp. But Crystal is down on the ground, barely able to lift her head.
Every step is agony, but agony is the only fuel to keep AJ moving. He hurries. The green-haired fairy raises her arms above her head and a sparkling, snarling ball of evil green magic forms between her hands. AJ gets closer. The ball of magic grows. The fairy steps forward, ready to slam the terrible spell down onto Crystal’s unprotected young body. But she doesn’t sense AJ’s approach until he grabs her waist and spins her around.
Queen Emerald sneers at AJ. But her sneer changes to a gasp as she sees herself reflected in AJ’s eyes – eyes that have turned to mirrors – eyes that should belong to someone else, her sister, Queen Diamond. “Noooooo!” the false queen screams. Instead of using the snarling ball of magic against Crystal, she panics and slams it into AJ.
AJ drops to his knees as the last of Saffy’s gifted energy is exhausted. For long seconds he’s blinded. Then, for a moment, he sees the false queen writhing inside a bright green bubble of snapping green energy.
The world goes black again.
He wakes in yet another place of light. He must be dead. But there’s a warm body pressed to his left side and another, smaller body on his right. He’s in a bed, soft and comfortable. He tries to move and discovers he can, without pain. Crystal’s pretty head, sleeping, rests on his left shoulder. He turns his head. The little blonde fairy, Saffy, presses her back against his other side, slumbering, naked under a diaphanous bedsheet. He turns back to find Crystal’s green eyes waiting for him. He’s not dead. He’s… he’s fine.
“Hello, Daddy.”
“Hello, Princess.”
“I’m a queen now, Daddy,” Crystal giggles
“You’ll always be my Princess,” AJ responds. Crystal blushes.
“I know,” she says and cranes her neck to gently kiss his lips. “Are you okay now? You’ve been asleep for a week.”
“A week!” AJ sits up in the huge bed. “What happened? Where are we? Where’s your mom? That fairy – with the green hair…! What happened!?”
“Daddy! Please, settle down,” Crystal says with a calm voice. She puts a dainty hand on his chest and gently presses him back into the soft bed. “You’re still weak. You’re still recovering – it takes time. I’ll tell you everything, I promise. But you need another treatment first.”
“Treatment?” AJ asks, but he hears little Saffy giggling off to his right and suddenly he’s pretty sure he knows what kind of ‘treatment’ he’s about to get.
Crystal doesn’t answer him, she simply slides her small, perfect, naked body on top of him. She slides her thin fingers along the sides of his fast and back into his thick hair, holding him tight. They kiss, deep and warm. A flood of energy courses into AJ, spreading down into his injured chest and out into all of his extremities.
Even as he’s kissing his gorgeous daughter, some other little imp has slipped between AJ’s knees and now her little tongue is busy teasing his long, hard cock. He kisses Crystal harder, holding her in his arms. Lower down, tiny lips slip over the head of his manhood. AJ groans.
Crystal breaks off their kiss for one moment and hisses over her shoulder. “Sapphire! Hurry up! I can’t wait.” She goes back to kissing her daddy with intense desire.
Barely understanding what’s happening to him – damn fairies – AJ instinctively responds to his daughter’s need. He smiles into her kiss and his hand slides over her perfect little ass to grope between her legs. She’s so wet and warm, so ready. He teases her. He slides two fingers into her tight pussy and curls his hand around to torture her tiny clitoris. He remembers another time, another place, another beautiful, white-haired fairy.
The new Queen of the Fairies gasps and pushes herself up, her little hands digging into her daddy’s shoulders. “Oh, oh, Daddy! Yes, daddy!” she moans.
The other little fairy, the tiny one, takes half of AJ’s foot-long cock down her throat, bobbing her head like mad. Her little hands stroke the rest, slippery with her spittle, up and down.
AJ remembers.
“Daaaaddddyyyy!” Crystal’s body undulates as her pelvis rocks and crushes her little pussy into her daddy’s fingers. She screams and moans, shudders, and then she cums, hard.
AJ cums, explosively, into Saffy’s sweet mouth. The little girl, so eager to please, swallows every drop. Then she sits back on her heels to watch the rest of the fun, knowing she’s done her job and done it well. She giggles with delight and a small rivulet of cum dribbles onto her cute little chin.
Crystal gasps when AJ pulls his wet fingers from her little pussy and grasps her tight. Her daddy’s hands look so big on her tiny waist. She’s still trembling, in the grip of a strong climax, when he lifts her into the air, shifts her back, and brings her down hard on his still-hard, still-throbbing, still-hungry cock. “Oh, god, yes, DADDY!” she screams.
‘You’re still weak. You’re still recovering,’ AJ hears in his mind and it brings a smile to his face. Bullshit! He rams his cock up into his gorgeous daughter’s tight cunt with an energy he’s never known before. The little tart! She just wanted a good fuck! He controls her small body with his strong arms, lifting her and bringing her down hard, doubling the impact of his energetic thrusts. God. Damn. Fucking. Fuck-Fairies! He fucks the little girl so fast that her gorgeous red hair flares out around her, hanging in the air like a nimbus of fire. Behind her, Saffy’s giggles turn to awe.
"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," Crystal moans in time with AJ's rough thrusts. Her eyes close. Her back arches. Every fiber of her little body trembles at the ecstasy of her hard, wonderful daddy-fuck. Orgasm grips her and won't let go – not as long as Daddy keeps fucking her with so much love and desire. And little Sapphire, her new handmaiden, has made sure Daddy will last a long, long time.
“Your Majesty! Everyone is gathered. Your court awaits you,” a voice calls from a doorway.
“NOT NOW!” Crystal screams. “Oh god, oh god, Daddy! It’s so…. OH! SO. GOOD. AGHH!”
A few minutes later the voice returns, more insistent. “GO AWAY!” Crystal screams back.
And still later, still bouncing up and down on her daddy’s cock, she screams again at the increasingly insistent voice. AJ laughs. His laughter is infectious. Saffy giggles, louder and louder. And Crystal, despite her never-ending climax must giggle too. As the three of them nearly burst with giggling laughter, AJ finally thrusts one last time up into Crystal’s tight cunt and fills her womb with a torrent of hot, thick daddy-cum.
A brief moment later, after collapsing onto AJ's chest, kissing him deeply, and cuddling just long enough to bring her heartbeat halfway back to normal, Crystal flies from the room to her queenly duties. AJ watches her throw a diaphanous gown over her head and thinks once more of another little girl in a gown that could have been the same. "Crystal, wait!" he says. "You didn't tell me what happened!"
“Sapphire will tell you,” Crystal throws over her shoulder as she dashes out of the room with her glorious red hair streaming behind her like fire.
AJ rounds on the naked, blonde little six-year-old. Her big blue eyes flare for a moment, but then she crosses her arms and smirks. “Tell me, Saffy. Tell me all of it!”
Saffy gives AJ an adorable little pout. “No,” she declares.
“What? Saffy – you heard Crystal – tell me.”
“No!” Saffy pouts. “Fuck first. Then story.”
This time it’s AJ’s eyes that flare before he, too smirks. “Fine!” he shouts. He grabs the little girl, who squeals with fright and excitement. He throws her, face down, onto a pile of pillows and wrenches her legs open. Somehow, miraculously, his cock is already hard and hungry. He kneels close behind Saffy and rams his erection into her incredibly tiny pussy. She screams with delight.
AJ knows he may never manage to keep up with the erotic, lustful chaos that seems to surround the fuck-fairies. But he knows he’s going to have an awfully good time trying.
Please read on for the conclusion to the Little Girl and the Fairytales: Part 10: Epilogue - The Final Rescue
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