She goes but with a dramatic touch.

"Aster come on!" Bowen shouted up from the mouse hole. "We don't have long before the others turn up!".

Aster rolled her eyes but conceded that she might not actually be in right mind at the moment and Bowen was probably right. The sound of the giants foot falls grew closer. Aster darted back as Lilith grabbed at her again, close this time.

Close enough for Aster to get a good smell of her sweaty body and pent up bull balls. Aster breathed in Lilith's musk and her pussy quivered slightly at the though of what the enraged Demonette might be packing behind that metal bikini.

"Aster!" Bowen's voice snapped her back to it. Aster's hands snap out and grab Lilith's writhing tail. Lilith gasps in surprise and her eyes widen in shock. In one swift fluid motion the faerie twirls in the air, following Lilith's momentum and with strength she wasn't aware she had span the Demonette in a wide arc. Lilith yelped in shock as her flight was arrested and she was yanked by her tail towards the leg of one of the Giants many work tables. Aster waited for the perfect moment and jerked back as she released the tail.

It was another one of those slow motion moments Bowen thought to himself as he watched, mouth agape as Lilith hurtled, squawking and shrieking into the old table leg, cracking it into as she plowed through it. The table, now unsupported lurched to the side.

Right into the Giant's path.

Specifically into the giants knee.

The sound of the other table leg snapping and the entire worktop crashing down was lost of the Giant's agonized curses.

Aster darts in between the falling debris towards Bowen. At the last moment she spins in mid flight, flying backwards as she locks eyes with Lilith livid face.

Aster blows a mocking kiss at her before and pats her plush rump before darting past Bowen a second before the falling table came crashing down, blocking the cubbyhole.

The others have already made a decent head start, already towards the treeline and the long grass. Bowen had dithered waiting for her and without breaking stride swooped down and lifted him of his feet. He scrambled in the air, legs kicking frantically as they soared after the others.

"He's lighter than he was before..." Aster giggled to herself "Or maybe I'm just that much stronger" Her giggles becomes an outright laugh as she spins and twirls, the sheer joy of being outside again, the wind in her hair and a cute guy beneath her.

It doesn't take long at all before she's overtaken the other prisoners "This way! With me!" She beckons at them to follow her, darting to and fro before landing heavily in a flower patch. She perches on a a particularly bulbous Hyacinth and hugs the wind swept Bowen close to her, still laughing as she kicks her feet into the air, exposing her legs and ass as her torn skirt drops down.

The other fairies hoot and call as they swarm around, some groping themselves as they took in there new bodies while some explored each others. Aster sees two petite summer fairies with identical pixie cuts savagely rip open the dress of a tall blue faerie and furiously suck on a hard nipple each. Another two were bucking against each other in mid air, wings beating erratically as the scissored, every time they smashed their pussies together, the leaking cum would spray the surrounding plants, Which seemed to pulse vibrantly and draw closer to the fucking fae.

Aster leered, unabashed until something hard poked her in the thigh. She glanced down as she saw Bowen's thick shaft, engorged and needy as it twitched against her wide thighs. Bowen was desperately trying to **** it back into his clothes while muttering frantically about the poor design forethought of tree men tailors. He hadn't seemed to have noticed the she had noticed and she grinned lustfully as she licked her lips.

A creak interrupted her thoughts and a small feeling of unease went through her as she looked at the twisting plants again. The Summer Fairie in her really didn't like the way they seemed to be growing and since when did roses have vines?