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Chapter 17 by gmbynight gmbynight

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[Vanessa]'s Iunctia

The moment Madame Yilda flipped the card the lights of the candles started to flicker. The card showed a golden dragon, open wings on a field breathing fire in a rage. Vanessa heard in her head a deep masculine voice. "The order of this world cannot be allowed to be unstabilized by your new life. That is why I will bring you to a new realm, where your fickle existence can be better contained."

The fortune teller looked at the girl with severity in her eyes. "Not always this world is made for the changes the gods bring you. Your friends will understand something changed, to bad they will never find you again. The moment you'll take a step out of that cart a new adventure will await. Seize the they and accomodate to your new life, or give into despair. Either way it's up to you. Goodbye Vanessa. I know you didn't like what happened this night, but you will understand, in time."

Vanessa felt a surge of rebellion coming deep inside from her. She could stay in this room forever. Never go outside and face the realities of what actually happened. Something kept tugging her though. She couldn't quite put a finger on it. It could be the intimidation of the low voice she heard in her head, or a bit of a thrill in wanting to discover what actually could she have found on the other side of the door. She looked at the butt of the spent sigarette at the end of the holder. No, it was a need that was tugging her. She needed something to decompress herself, to calm her nerves. She could never resist in this room without a smoke or something.

"Well, fuck you, Madame! See you in hell!" And she stepped out.


When she started the reading it was late evening. Now outside the cart she felt the warmth of a big orange sun on her skin. She wasn't in the park where they held the Renfaire anymore. She was currently on a small rocky beach of what seemed to be a lake. Her clothes had completely changed. She was now wearing a white and blue tunic under a tight black leather corset. The corset ended just under her fake boobs, jutting them out even more. The tunic ended just under her butt, exposing her long legs. She had a belt with a couple of daggers and some empty pouches strapped on it. To complete the look a blue cape adorned her frame, the hood down.

The doorframe she just passed was not of the small circus cart, but of a wooden shack that seemed to be falling apart. Unsure on what to do she opened the door again, entering the tiny house. Inside only a table with a bag on it and a pickaxe on the floor. She looked inside the bag to find three glass bottles containing weird colored liquids. "Well, shit. This is some proper fantasy shit right here... Now, the question. Do I drink the strange potions or do I just leave them?"

"Hey! Those are Master's!" A squeaky voice startled her. She looked around but she couldn't quite put where it came from.

"Up here!" She looked up to see a tiny winged human on a wooden protrusion on the ceiling. The small fairy had read hair and was completely naked. Butterfly wings slowly flapping. "Hi! What are you doing here?"

"Oh, fuck. Listen, I am not trying to steal anything. I just got lost and was looking for someone to explain where I am... My name is Vanessa." She quickly put the bag down.

"Hi! I'm Plume! What do you mean? You are at the Honeyfire Lake, you silly! Everyone knows that! Are you looking for Master?"

"Who's master anyway? Is there a... town... nearby?"

"Master Chowder! He is the bestest ever. Those boobies are so round! Can I touch them?"

"Uhh... sure... You didn't answer my question." At the pub she always had people play and touch her old tits, it only made sense to let this tiny woman fly down and start jumping on her new balloons.

Another voice decided to answer her question, more rough and deep than the high pitched voice of the fairy. "Next town's about two days a walk. I could bring ye there for a price, lass." She turned her head to the shack's entrance to find herself in front of a really short man with dark green skin. He had giant bat ears and sharp teeth. "Chowder's the name, luv. Chowder's the trade. How about we take me cart to the town and in favor ye help me sell me stew to the elves there."

While initially weirded out by the goblin's figure, Vanessa could really feel the sense in him. She nodded at the request. The creature wobbled in at took the bag from the table.

"Me have some mushroom soup for ye outside if yer hungry. Be careful, it's the strong stuff. Plume, come on. Come!" And he quickly went outside.

The fairy looked up at the girl "We're gonna travel together then? Yippy!!!" And she fluttered outside as well.

Vanessa followed the two to see a small cart with a horse and a bonfire on the shore of the lake. She was sure five minutes ago it wasn't there. The goblin took a bowl from the fire and wobbled over to the woman. "Here ye go, it's hot"

The soup was tangy, but warm and tasty. It didn't took long though and Vanessa's vision started to muddle. She wasn't sure if what was in front of her was real or not. A deeply calm feeling overwhelmed her. She didn't feel like this since the earlier smoke. This was great. She could feel someone touching her, grabbing her tunic and ripping it. "Don't ye know? You never accept mushroom when in the faerie land! Eheheh!" She felt a great sensation around her pussy, something warm and wet was rubbing against her. Quickly it was replaced by something warmer and harder and pushed against her folds with ****, making her way inside her cunt. It didn't seem that long but it was large, larger then any dick she ever took inside of her. At least it was what she could try and understand of the situation. Sensations passed from her pussy all over her body. She could feel the pounding in her arms, in her boobs. She could see colors swirling around her changing with every movement. Sex while on hallucinogens was the best. She tighten her legs and came stronger than she ever did. The goblin wasn't in the mood to stop though. She could see a green figure licking her body while the sensations didn't stop. If he had more of this stuff she was never going to leave him.

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