[GM] Unfortunately, it is

The troll groaned, sweat dripping from his matted hair. "Oh, miss... by the Gods... It's uh... it's been a while... so I think... I think I'm going to... oh fuck..."

He wrapped his hand fully around his dick, sandwiching her tightly between his palm and his shaft. His fingers insistently pushed at her limbs, moving them into position until she got the hit. She wrapped her arms and legs around his dick, giving him a full-body hugjob as he pumped himself to his climax.

"Hnnng!" The troll gritted his teeth, trying to hold onto the pleasure for a moment longer, but to no avail. His cock throbbed hotly against Digit's body, and the first explosion of thick, off-yellow cum was expelled from the tip to coat Digit's face.

She coughed and sputtered, closing her eyes as load after load poured over her head and into her hair. The troll quickly pulled her away from his dick and pointed it at her to paint the rest of her body with the remainder of his enormous load. Digit reached between her legs and covered her pussy, hoping she could prevent any stray sperm from getting inside of her... shudder... womb.

Once his orgasm ran itself dry, Digit wiped the semen from her eyelids and looked down at herself. Every inch of her was absolutely covered in his gelatinous cum, which reeked like rotten eggs. This was going to require such a bath.

She looked up at him. He was panting heavily, and had a satisfied-looking smile on his face. "So, we done?" she asked.

The troll smirked. "Uh, sorry miss... since there's no chance of uh, getting you pregnant, that doesn't uh, doesn't count as payment."

Digit clenched her teeth. "Are you fucking... gruh!" She screamed internally. She'd had just about enough of this.

He sniffed, chuckling selfishly. "Now-"

He cut off suddenly. He sniffed again. And again. He turned his head towards the cabin.

Digit couldn't smell anything except his cum, so it took her a moment to click on. Had he caught whiff of the fire?

The troll frowned, pushed open the cabin door, then took a step inside. There, on the floor, both of them saw a blazing fire. Much smaller than Digit had hoped for, it was barely bigger than a regular campfire at his point.

The troll's breath caught, and a flash of fear briefly crossed his face. He stepped back, out of the cabin... and his foot caught on something. He had stepped inside the loop of the haversack's strap, and as he stepped backwards, his ankle pulled it along and out of the cabin with him.

The bag tipped over, and the empty bottle rolled out onto the deck. There was a moment, a brief pause, where the two of them looked at it, then at each other, then back to the bottle.

Then they exploded into activity. As the troll reached down to grab the bottle, Digit redoubled her escape attempts. Her wings beat rapidly, shaking off the globules of cum with relative ease, and tried to pull her out of his grip. The cum coating her body was acting as lubricant, making it harder for him to keep a hold on her, and inch by inch, her body was coming free of his grasp.

He snarled and lifted her to his face. "I warned you!" He turned her so that her back was facing him, and bit down on her wings, holding them in place with his carnivorous teeth.

Digit's blood went cold as she realised what was coming. "No, please... don't..." Her voice was quiet. Timid. Tears finally began to form, stinging her eyes.

The troll growled, and Digit felt the rumble travel directly into her spine. He pulled her body away from his face while still biting down firmly. While her wings might have looked as if they would tear like lace, in reality, they were more like big fingernails. And fingernails were definitely susceptible to being bitten. Nausea and pain rolled through her body as she felt the crack, crack of her wings snapping off at the base, one by one.

The troll held the open bottle underneath her... and dropped her. And there was a moment, a brief moment, where she was free. The troll didn't have hold of her. She wasn't in the bottle. She could have kicked her wings into gear and launched into the sky, far away from the troll, far from all of this.

Reflexively, she still tried to flap. Her back muscles vibrated rapidly. They felt lighter. They could move faster than she'd ever felt them. With speed like this, she should be away like a shot... but nothing happened.

She continued to fall.

She couldn't stop falling!

She hit glass with a wet, sticky splat. The cum on her body had softened her fall, but she was so light that she was basically immune to fall damage regardless.

Slowly, she turned to look up at him. Her mind was disassociating hard at this point, it had nothing to say. Above her, the troll was masticating smugly. He spat into the bottle... and there were her wings. Chewed up. Broken.

Ruined.

Seeing her own body part, something that from birth she had been used to seeing as a part of herself in the mirror, part of who she was, reduced to such a state in front of her... it broke her.

Inside, she was screaming. But on the outside, her body wouldn't move. She just sat, staring at her wings, as the cork came in to seal the bottle.

The troll sighed, looking back at the flames. "Well, you've ruined this spot... you're going to be paying us back for this for, uh, a very long time. Oh yes."

He put the bottle back into the haversack and threw the strap over his shoulder. He then retrieved his loincloth, made himself decent, and stepped away from the cabin. The flames were still making him nervous. It was time to get out of here, he thought.

Through the bag, through the glass, Digit heard him utter the words "Teleport: TTA!" She didn't have the will left to be unwilling.

And just like that, the two of them were gone. The forest they left behind was quiet. Mordekai would continue to graze peacefully as the cabin slowly burned to ashes. Thanks to the stonework around the cabin, the fire would not spread beyond that.

And somewhere, far far away, a small fairy's life as a troll's personal fleshlight was just about to begin.

[BAD END]

[GM] Troll uses your body to give him a hugjob.

[GM] 11 + 7 + 24 = 42

[GM] Troll gains 42 STIMULATION. Troll's STIMULATION reaches 100.

[GM] Troll attempts to hold back orgasm.

[GM] 15 + 10 < 32

[GM] Troll fails to hold orgasm. Troll cums all over you. Troll's STIMULATION resets to 0. Troll's HORNINESS reduced by 5.

[P] 15 + 0 + 9 - 15 = 9

[GM] Your STIMULATION increases by 9. Your HORNINESS increases by 1.

[GM] CAUTION roll for the troll. 16 + 1 - 3 = 14

[GM] The troll notices the flames in the cabin. He also notices the empty bottle.

[GM] He reaches for the bottle, intending to put you in it.

[P] I roll strength as one last-ditch effort to escape.

[GM] Roll at advantage thanks to the cum lube.

[P] 7 + 0 + 4 = 11

[P] 17 + 0 + 4 = 21

[GM] 13 + 7 + 3 = 23

[GM] You are able to slip a couple of inches out of his grasp, but he still holds you tightly.

[GM] He attacks, going in for a bite on your wings. Roll QUICKNESS at disadvantage to dodge while in his grip.

[GM] 7 + 7 + 3 = 17

[P] 16 + 3 + 4 = 23

[P] 4 + 3 + 4 = 11

[GM] You can't dodge. Roll CAUTION to block, again at disadvantage.

[P] 4 + 6 - 4 = 6

[P] 20 + 6 - 4 = 22

[GM] You cannot block. The troll bites down on your wings, and attempts to tear them off.

[GM] Troll bite does 1D6 damage. You take 3 damage.

[P] My HEALTH hits 0. I take 1 damage to each of STAMINA and WILL from the leftover damage.

[GM] The troll bites your wings cleanly off, and drops you into the bottle. He then spits your wings into the bottle with you. The sight of this does a further 2 WILL damage.

[P] My WILL hits 0. I can no longer offer resistance.

[GM] The troll puts the bottle in the bag, picks the bag up, and casts Teleport, taking you away with him back to the TTA.

[GM] Game over.