You continue running, leaving the yawning darkness of the cave mouth behind. Undoubtedly, it would be the first place that Titania would look for you. Besides, it creeps you out to think about what might be lurking in the shadows of the cavern. You shudder at the thought, glad for the late afternoon sun that still floods the forest with light. You run along the side of the bluff, searching for a way up. You hope that you'll be able to determine the way back to the academy from the top of the ridge. The hunting horn blasts again, terrifyingly close behind now. You push yourself onward, your legs wobbly from exertion. And then you find it... a narrow set of stairs carved directly into the stone face of the bluff. Without hesitation, you bolt up the stairs, taking them three steps at a time. You try not to look down or think about the long drop to the forest floor as you climb. At last you reach the top, gasping for breath on the edge of the bluff as you look down at the tops of mighty trees below. You did it. Now... you just have to find the hill that Faybrook Academy stands upon.

Your heart sinks at what you see, your hands beginning to tremble as you behold the impossible. You fall to your knees, despair and terror taking hold of you completely. How is this possible!? The green slopes of the Faybrook Hill rise from the forest, the spires of the academy a crown on its head... but your school is barely visible in the distance. To reach it, you'd have to walk... thirty miles at least. And the roads that should mark the borders of the Faybrook Woods are nowhere to be seen. Savage wilderness stretches out as far as you can see, the academy the only man-made blemish on an otherwise primeval landscape.

A blast from Titania's hunting horn shatters your thoughts, the sound coming from the forest behind you. Somehow, she followed you to the top of the bluff. You rise to your feet, preparing to flee once more, but a bone-chilling tinkle of maniacal laughter stops you dead in your tracks. Your muscles tense as you scan the green wall of foliage before you, searching for the huntress that stalks you. Nothing. Just the gentle sound of wind in the branches and the chirping of songbirds. And then a sharp twang of a bowstring being loosed. The arrow strikes you in the side, but rather than burying itself in your flesh, it vanishes with a flash of blinding violet light. You're thrown several feet, landing mere inches from the bluff's ledge. You blink, stunned by the impact, but manage to drag yourself upright. You feel dizzy... somehow weakened by the arrow. But the effect is fading. If you can stall Titania for long enough, you might be able to gather enough strength to escape.

Titania saunters out of the forest, confident in her victory. Even now you can't help but admire her beauty, her light brown skin glistening with a sheen of sweat, pale hair swept back as if by a gust of wind. Everything about this woman is sensual... the way she carries herself, the hypnotizing sway of her hips, the way powerful muscles twist beneath her skin as she walks. Her full lips twist into an evil grin as she approaches, and even this sadistic smirk seems to drip with sex. You feel your loins stir with desire, but you do your best to shut these thoughts out, focusing instead on the danger of your current situation.

“It seems that I've found my quarry! You led a good chase, though. I haven't had this much fun in centuries!”

“Please, you can let me go. I won't tell anyone that you're here, living in the Faybrook Woods.”

“Hahaha! You still think you're in the Faybrook Woods? No, no... these are the Fairy Brook Woods! Surely you didn't think this was still the realm of men. Your school is but a gateway to a larger world. This is all my realm... and these woods but a small corner of Fae.”

“Right...”

“All creatures here are my subjects. Even the trees.” Titania raises her hands to either side, gesturing to the towering oaks that surround her. To your astonishment, their trunks begin to creak and groan in a haunting chorus, branches swaying despite the stillness of the air. And then every tree bends slightly, tilting toward Titania... almost as if they were bowing. You stagger, dumbfounded. You think back on all you've seen... the blue lights leading you astray, so much like the mythical tales of will-o'-wisps, the impossible expanse of forest in place of towns and roads, Titania's arrow, vanishing in a flash, almost as if by magic. You sink to your knees, the reality of the past hour making your head spin. It's all true. Titania is a Goddess. And the Queen of Faeries has decided that she's going to eat you for supper.

Instinct kicks in, driving you abruptly to your feet. You bolt for the cover of forest, not stopping to think or look over your shoulder. You make it ten paces before Titania flies into you with inhuman speed, knocking you to the ground and driving the breath from your lungs. The Queen of Faires flips you over with a casual flick of her hand, and kneels over your prone form, knee pinning you painfully to the ground. You kick and flail, desperately trying to push your attacker away, but she always seems to have the upper hand, her supernatural strength overwhelming your every maneuver. As the two of you struggle, you catch a wild gleam in her eye. You feel queasy as you realize that she's enjoying herself. She pushes her hand forcefully against your chest, holding you down with a single arm while she grabs hold of your cock with free hand. You try to shove her away, but she presses down harder, holding you in place as she kneads and teases your rapidly stiffening penis. Titania lets out a high pitched giggle as she feels your shaft pulse eagerly in her grip. You close your eyes, blushing deeply at her forceful advances. You lessen your struggles slightly, momentarily allowing yourself to enjoy the skillful movements of the Fairy Queen's hand. She leans in close, her breath hot against your cheek, and licks your face hungrily. You shiver and gasp, the erotic charge of the moment temporarily dulling your survival instincts. You arch your back, writhing in ecstasy as Titania's fingers work their magic between your legs. She moves down your body, sucking and nibbling your skin as she does so, her hand pumping up and down your shaft all the while. She nips your lower abdomen, and then her breath tickles your inner thighs, her tongue darting out to to lap gently against your bare skin. As you feel yourself nearing orgasm, Titania's lips press softly against your toes. The power of her touch is so strong that you almost ignore the strange sensation of your feet sliding into the slimy embrace of her mouth. But then you hear the soft pop of her jaw unhinging like a snake's, and feel your feet slide into the slippery passage of her gullet.

You immediately panic, flipping yourself back onto your stomach as you thrash and buck to get away. But the grip of Titania's throat is like iron. The Fairy Queen gulps loudly, drawing in another few inches of her meal. You grab at the ground, searching for leverage to pull yourself free, but Titania continues to drag you into her maw. She kneels as she draws your knees between her full lips, lifting half of your body off of the ground in the process. With your waist exposed once again, she happily grabs your now half-erect penis and continues to fondle it. You whimper in fear, desperately trying to crawl away, even as she draws you in up to your thighs. With a sickening slurp, she sucks your waist into her mouth, your cock now resting against her tongue. You look back, eyes wide with terror, to see Titania give you a salacious wink. She starts to roll her tongue expertly against your shaft, periodically flicking the head of your cock with the tip of her tongue. Despite the horror of your situation, you let out an involuntary mewl of pleasure, your grip on a nearby fern weakening slightly as intense sensations course through you. You buck your hips, thrusting yourself against the otherworldly touch of Titania's tongue, and cum hard into her mouth. The Fairy Queen lets out a throaty groan of approval, swirling her tongue back and forth as she tastes your seed. Some of your cum dribbles from her lower lip, but she swallows the rest with a noisy gulp that draws your penis into her throat. Weakened from the exertion of the past few minutes, you foolishly let Titania catch hold of your arms. She easily forces your hands to your side, the grip of her maw wrapping them in an iron embrace a moment later. You continue to fight as she gobbles up the rest of you, but without the use of your arms you can do little more than wriggle and shout. As her lips pass your chest, she playfully nibbles on your muscular torso, clearly enjoying every inch of you. Soon, Titania's moist lips pass over your neck and head, drawing you into the humid darkness of her insides. You catch a single glimpse of the outside world through her open jaws, and then with a snap, she closes her mouth, shrouding you in utter darkness. A moment later, a loud gulp draws the last of you into her belly.



Titania stretches out on a bed of moss and ferns, running her hands across the bulging contours of her gut before letting out an unladylike belch that echoes through the forest. The Queen of Fairies giggles as she feels you kick and thrash inside of her, your struggles evident beneath her caramel skin. The sky darkens as the sun dips behind the distant horizon, the last rays of the sun cloaking everything in a rich golden hue. As the first stars begin to twinkle in the vast expanse of the sky, a number of glowing blue wil-o'-wisps emerge from the forest, dancing around Titania before encircling her head to form a luminous crown. Beyond the muffled sound of your panicked shouts and the gurgling of the Fairy Queen's gut, the sound of distant drumming becomes audible. Soon, the drumming is joined with pipes, flutes, and lyres, a mad jig echoing through the darkening forest. Multicolored lights flicker between the shaggy trunks of trees. And then a strange procession files out of the forest, filling the clearing at the edge of the bluff. Creatures of every shape and size walk, crawl, slither, fly, and hop their way into the clearing, each bearing a branch that they toss into a central pyre before joining in a mad dance with their companions. At last, a smallish dragon lands beside the pyre, igniting the bonfire with a little puff of flame. All of the fairy creatures shout in celebration, passing jugs around and drinking deeply as they sing songs in praise of their queen.

Titania watches the scene with half-lidded eyes, idly stroking her belly as her subjects rejoice. Your indignant shouts soon give way to agonized screams, only slightly muffled by the raucous sounds of revelry. As you shriek and thrash, your body slowly dissolving within the Fairy Queen's belly, Titania's subjects approach her to pay their respects. One after another, fairies, trolls, pixies, ogres, sprites, and nixies alike all bow and kiss their Queen's stomach, some offering words of praise before leaving. An enormous green-skinned troll bows before Titania, pressing his lips against her distended stomach before speaking.

“Har, har! That's a fighter in there, My Queen! You enjoy your meal, Your Worship!”

“Thank you, Gorlak.” The troll's wife approaches next, kissing the Queen's stomach and then kneeling beside her husband.

“If I'm not mistaken, that sounds like a human boy screaming in there! How delicious! May his death give you much pleasure, Your Majesty!”

“Thank you Zarah.” The trolls depart, replaced by a curvaceous creature that appears to be half-frog and half-woman. The nixie kneels, pressing her wide lips against Titania's gurgling gut.

“How yummy, My Queen! I hope you enjoyed every last bit of him, Your Worship! I love a good human man myself!”

The Fairy Queen laughs fondly, “I'm well aware, Ambrosia. Thank You.” The procession continues until every last creature has paid their respects to the Queen. When the last fairy bows and retreats, little more remains of your body than a chunky mess that's slowly working its way through Titania's bowels.



The Queen smirks triumphantly to herself; even as your physical form strengthens and fattens her body, your very spirit breaks apart, nourishing her magical powers. The sky soon begins to lighten and the creatures of Fae fade into the forest, disappearing as quickly as they came. At last, the horizon blushes with the light of dawn and Titania sits alone once more, her stomach only slightly swollen from the previous day's meal. She stands and stretches, smiling as she feels her insides shift, her gut burbling noisily in warning. With a little giggle, the Queen of Fairies squats and pushes your remains out from between the full cheeks of her ass, leaving a gruesome pile steaming in the morning sun. She glances back at you and lets out a wild high-pitched laugh.

“Ooh. Poor dear! You were such a handsome boy. Now look at you! Oh, well... us fairies tend to have that effect on your kind.” With these words, she gathers her bow and knives. Titania sets off into the forest, a wide smile spread across her face. “What an incredible meal!”

If you were still alive to hear her, you might feel flattered by her last statement. Unfortunately, since your body and soul have been wiped from existence, it doesn't really matter what you might feel. You're never going to feel anything ever again!

The End