Seek Out the Pixies

There was no way Thea could do this alone, even with whatever abilities and powers the Goddess Rosetta had gifted her. She needed allies. And the only people she knew who were equally not fans of the orcs were the pixies. Perhaps it was a foolish plan, destined to fail but something told her she was on the right path. A nagging in the back of her head that drove her in that direction. It was like a sixth sense. The guidance of an unseen, otherworldly ****. Her newly found faith in the Goddess.

First though, she needed to get out of this overgrown riverbed. Reaching out with a hand, once more letting instinct guide her, she felt the vines of the armour shift around her, brushing against her body in ways that made her tingle. She did not have a chance to really react to that sensation before vines grew out from the armour, they wrapped around her arm and up to her wrist where they shot out and latched around a tree up the side of the riverbed before pulling her up a good ten feet and out of there. So, she could do that it seemed, Thea thought, as the vines retracted back into the armour.

Once more she felt it shifting around her, brushing against her nipples, winding between her ass cheeks and caressing her pussy lips. She was getting a little turned on from this already. But at least she could now cast what she realised was the spell thorn whip… even if it did seem to excite the vines, which in turn excited her. She was glad the armour was so… breathable was the word she was going to use, though in reality maybe skimpy would be a better one, for she felt herself burning up from embarrassment alone at what it was doing to her. It did not seem to stop as she moved along. Every step the armour would shift and move against her body as if it had a mind of its own, something Thea was quickly believing to be true. She did not know what was hotter in her mind, the idea that the armour could use her body seemingly whenever it desired or the actual way it was already rubbing against her.

She tried to put that out of mind as she focused instead on her task at hand. Finding the pixies. Luckily Thea was a great tracker and even flying creatures left signs behind that she could follow. Broken twigs from tree branches, fallen leaves and even a strange silvery powder that Thea believed was the remains of pixie dust. Within moments she had a direction worked out and was headed that way. This time she kept her eyes open for the pixies and approached with stealth, what she came across was a small glade, within which was a miniature little hamlet, made of tree stumps, toadstools and small plants.

Within which she spied a couple familiar little people, one pixie glowing green and the other blue. Marigold and Blueberry if Thea remembered correctly and there was another with them, a pixie that glowed orange in colour with long curly hair. They appeared to be flying over their little hamlet coming back from elsewhere in the woods. Thea wasted no time in making her presence known, stepping out from the tree line. “Greetings Pixies,” she said with no idea what to say next. Immediately, the three turned on her with their arrowless bows raised. Thea noticed how silver energy seemed to form along their bows. She put her hands up, palms open. “I mean you no harm.”

“Who are… you’re the elf from before!” Blueberry exclaimed still with her bow trained on Thea. “What are you doing here?”

“Are those my plants?” Marigold said lowering her bow to get a better look as she flew closer to Thea but it was the orange pixie that zoomed right by Marigold and made it to Thea first.

“It’s you!” She exclaimed, bow away now and zooming around Thea. “I know you. You’re my favourite slut!” Thea blinked as the little orange pixie zipped around her. What had the pixie just said? The eyes of the fey kept looking her up and down from her exposed cleavage to her equally exposed ass cheeks and her barely covered pussy. “I’m Ember!” She held out her hands and Thea offered out a single finger that the pixie shook with both hands vigorously in way of a gesture. “I love this new outfit. You are dressed so slutty!”

“Thanks?” Thea responded with a tilt of her head.

“Yes… curious outfit indeed,” Marigold said as she flew a little closer, her eyes also roaming over Thea’s body though she felt less like this pixie was checking her out. “These are my vines… but they’ve become something more… something divine.”

“Be careful you two… she seems truthful but without Cinder here we can’t know for sure,” Blueberry said as she kept her bow at the ready.

“The flowers on the vines…” Marigold murmured as she continued to study Thea’s outfit, she flew up to look at the large one on the choker of the outfit. “That flower!” She pointed at it. “The Goddess Rosetta blesses you. Blueberry… get Violet.”

“But…”

“Do it,” Marigold said, and Blueberry flew off.

Thea stood there for a few uncomfortable moments with one pixie enthralled by her body while the other seemed just as interested in her newly acquired vine armour. Luckily, Blueberry soon arrived back with a purple pixie. “Tell me why you have come here elf,” Violet said the moment she arrived. And so, Thea explained why she had initially entered their land, her encounter with the orc in the vines, the mistake she had made, her meeting with the Goddess, her newly found faith in and devotion to said Goddess and finally the task she had been given.

“Wow did you really eat out a nature goddess?” Ember exclaimed and Thea merely nodded. “Hot…” She licked her lips as she eyed up the elf.

“So this is why you are here,” Violet said ignoring Ember’s fascination with Thea. “You want an alliance against the orcs.”

“Yes,” Thea said as she tried to hold herself up higher, chest out, but that just seemed to attract Ember’s gaze which finally broke her composure and made Thea slump back down, hugging her arms around her chest as her cheeks burned. “I… uh… together I think we can kick the orcs off of your land… and away from mine… maybe… I think…” She stumbled over her words as she felt insecure and more unsure about her plan.

“And you can help us with that how?” Violet asked with a raised eyebrow. “You have… a bow with no arrows, some sort of bondage device…”

“That’s my yoke,” Thea said. “I use it to carry milk pails.”

“Among other things. I have seen a lot of what you get up to,” Ember said with a wink that made Thea want to hide her face. Just what had the little pixie seen Thea do?

“She does have armour blessed and enchanted by the Goddess Rosetta,” Marigold said as she gestured at Thea. “And the holy symbol around her neck…”

“You mean this?” Thea asked as she uncrossed her arms and gestured at the glowing, vine covered key below the flower on the choker around her neck. There was a nod from Marigold. “What exactly is it?”

“A holy symbol of Rosetta, the vines curling around the metal represents nature’s dominance of civilisation,” Marigold explained. “You can cast the spells she grants you through it.”

“Oh… like this?” Thea asked as she cast out her hand and once more sent a vine out from her armour up her arm and then to a branch on the ground that was yanked towards Thea. As it happened Thea once more felt the armour shift around her. She could not help the moan that came from her as it rubbed against her nipples, between her ass cheeks and against her pussy. Her knees got weak for a moment, and she felt lightheaded, but she managed to keep her composure in front of the pixies, much to Ember’s disappointment.

“Interesting show but that was not magic from a divine ****,” Violet said giving Thea a look that the elf could not tell if was full of amusement or a hint of lust. “That magic came from the armour you wear. Which, yes I admit holds some power, as does your recent connection to a divine **** but you don’t really know how to use either. So, what’s your plan to deal with the orcs?”

“I…” Thea said as she tried to come up with any semblance of a plan. What could she do? She really did not know enough to formulate a plan. Not enough about her new capabilities, those of the pixies’ or that of the orcs. “Tell me more about the orcs and we can work out a plan together.” Violet agreed with this and soon filled in Thea not only about the habits and tendencies of the orcs but also the pixies own unique but limited abilities and even what little they understood about those a nature cleric should have. By the end of it, Thea had formulated a plan. “Okay… so this is what we do…”