An opportunity presents itself.

Fate Roll: Fate Chart (Very Likely, CF 3). 1d100=15. Yes!

Gilia watches the quickling, body tensing. Is he going to...? Suddenly the little green fey's eyes flutter shut. His head slumps to one side and - though he remains standing above her on the bed - he lets out an unmistakable snore. Some things are universal, I guess.

Gilia wastes no time. Rolling off the bed, she scrambles to her feet and beckons Monkey, who flits out from his hiding place (looking a bit traumatized) and flies after her as she dashes out the door and down the stairs. She's still nude, full breasts bouncing boobily as she takes the steps two at a time. The quickling's weird, liquidy cum is starting to harden on her body. She doesn't care. She just wants to get out of the house as quickly as possible. He fucks so fast, gods only know how long he'll sleep!

Shoving the front door open, Gilia dashes out into the woods. She tries to get away from the house as quickly as possible, darting between the trees. A short way through the woods, she sees a wide, blue-white stream of crystalline water flowing swiftly. And tied to a log on the bank - as promised - is a strange, deep-bottomed coracle that is unmistakably an enormous, hollowed-out acorn.

Gilia lets out a cry and leaps into the boat, yanking the lead free from the log and shoving off with her hands as Monkey swoops down to clutch her shoulder. The boat has no paddle, but it bobs out into the center of the stream as she huddles inside it, and it begins to float swiftly downriver. As she shudders, clutching her legs to her chest, she distantly hears a shout of rage from the house.

Gilia's free! ...For now. Since she wasn't really in control here at all (though she did survive), the Chaos Factor goes down to 2, and I'm adding "Escape the Fey Realm" to her list of Threads.