A Mercy Killing: part two

The snag with what the Tooth Fairy was proposing was that although he'd get to know the way out of Fairyland and could therefore leave anytime he wished; everytime he fell asleep, he'd awake back there.

"Why?"

"Because, when you wish upon a star, your dreams come true."

"But I've never wished for this."

"Ah but you did. Admittedly, you were shagging your girlfriend and fellow literature student, Stella, as you wished it and therefore might have been a tad distracted, but you distinctly said you really wished you could have found Aurora (The Sleeping Beauty) before her handsome prince turned up to awaken her with a kiss; so you might have had your evil way with her first."

"Did I? I don't recall . . . "

"Don't you remember Stella taking offence at this remark and accusing you of being unfaithful to her in your mind, even as you were humping her?"

"Er . . ."

"And don't you remember Stella telling you to get off her at once as she wasn't prepared to be just a cum bucket for your weirdo fantasies?"

"Well . . ."

"So you don't remember continuing to **** Stella from that point on?"

"She didn’t exactly resist . . ."

"And you don't remember her cursing you for being such an ego-driven, selfish fucking bastard and saying she never wished to see you again?"

"Look, she might have got a tad peeved . . . "

"And when was this exactly?"

"A couple of nights ago, I guess."

"So there you are then. You're cursed; doomed to wake up in Fairyland forever, or until you get to fuck Aurora as she sleeps - whichever is the soonest. Personally, I'd say that as curses go, you got off light. All you have to do to lift this curse is shaft the most beautiful sleeping girl ever . . . if you can find her within an enchanted forest that stretches out for all eternity. Simple! Right, shall we crack on young man? I can feel one of me migraines threatening to come on and I don’t want to be having a migraine while you're killing me. I wouldnt enjoy that at all."

It's later, but not too late though because that would be later still. Now, it may or may not interest you to learn that the Toothfairy uses exactly the same magic as the wicked witch did to render Aurora comatose to ensure no one wakes to discover her pillaging of teeth. She just administers it by a non- penetrative method and in much smaller doses. As for the secret location of the door into and out of Fairyland dear reader, you'd never believe how easy it is to find - so there's not much point in my telling you; is there!

Contrary to common belief, the Toothfairy doesn't sculk around in the dark to practice her craft. With the entire family zonked out, there's no need for all that malarkey. No, its on with the light, grab the tooth and off! Considering she has the whole planet to cover, efficiency is paramount; though perhaps not tonight.

Morgan's job right now is to stop seeing the Toothfairy as a respectable middle-aged mother figure and start seeing her as a fuckable woman so he can deflower her of her magic, thus enabling him to throttle her to ****. The skimpy costume helps in this respect. Respectable mum's rarely show this much thigh and cleavage. The fact that she also gave him a hand-job to bring his **** penis to full erection before entering the premises has also helped.

But this is it. There’s no time left for Morgan to dwell on his misgivings about what he's about to do. The Toothfairy already has her hand under the pillow and is wriggling her pleasingly plump though not particularly sexy arse at him as a signal that she's waiting for him to get on with it. Morgan is already naked from the waist down and has manually been maintaining his erection for some time, but his heart just isn’t really in it. In desparation, he cries, "I don’t supposed you could magic me into being a homicidal sex maniac could you?"

With a world weary sigh of resignation, the Toothfairy gets up off her knees, turns to Morgan, flicks both her hands in his general direction as she says "poof" and then sticks her hand back under the pillow. Further arse wriggling is no longer required now however. Morgan immediately grabs the Toothfairy firmly by her ample hips and drags her back towards him, tripping her as she comes so she falls to the floor on her back with a look of delighted expectation on her face. He's on her straight away, tearing thin and delicate material from her crotch to reveal a rather unexpected Brazilian. Obligingly, the Toothfairy parts her legs to eagerly receive her ****-bent lover. In haste now, he probes her nether regions with the tip of his cock until her vaginal orifice is located. Without hesitation and with a mighty pelvic thrust, he tears into her tight, hot and bloody wetness. At the same time, fairy wings crumble to dust and a look of ecstacy spreads across this now fully mortal woman's face as she utters her first and last erotic moan ever. This is because the very next moment, Morgan's strong hands close around her undefended throat and merciless proceed to squeeze it shut.

What went on in the mind of the former Toothfairy as she was simultaneously snuffed and fucked we'll never know. All we do know is that she spluttered and she gagged, she even drooled a little. Her face became congested and it darkened, her plump, soft, cuddly little body struggled, writhed and spasmodically convulsed from time to time as one might reasonably expect under the circumstances. Perhaps she even experienced the most fantastic ogasm ever somewhere along the way. Let's hope so but anyway, in the end and just as she planned, she simply faded away - leaving Morgan shagging nothing but a bedroom shag pile carpet.

He's back at home right now, drinking copious mugs of very strong coffee in an effort to stay awake. The coffee is liberally laced with whiskey - in an effort to help him forget. There’s certainly no living happy ever after here, that's for sure!