Without a second thought you snatch the blade from Rill's loincloth, gripping the dagger tightly as you prepare to slash your way to freedom. Momentarily, both pixie and ogre stare at you with shocked looks on their faces. And then, to your confusion, they begin to laugh. Rill's high and wild laughter dances through the rumbling base line of Grort's as they both fight to control their mirth. Ignoring their obvious attempt at distraction, you prepare to slash the hand that holds you aloft. However, just as you raise the delicate fairy-blade high, the butterfly wings on the hilt of the knife begin to beat. Faster... and faster... you struggle to plunge the knife into Grort's skin, but the wings pull your hand back. You put all of your strength into controlling the blade, but it does no good. Exhausted, you give ground in your struggle with the enchanted dagger. To your dismay, the weapon flies from your hand and flutters back to Rill's waist. The pixie takes her time fixing the dagger back into its proper place at her side, occasionally shooting you warning glances that deter you from attempting to cause any more trouble. At last she floats just out of reach, pursing her lips as she watches you.

"Now that wasn't very nice, now was it, Mr. Snack?"

"Mr.... hey!" You kick and struggle in vain as you realize the inevitability of your demise. This isn't fair! You never stood a chance against the fairy's magic and the ogre's strength combined! You flush red as Rill dances in the air mockingly before you, chanting a childish song and occasionally batting playfully at your erect cock with her hand.

"Mr. Schoolboy snack is yummy!
Soon he'll die in an ogre tummy,
Mr. Schoolboy is such a dummy,
When he's digested he'll be so gummy!
When he screams it'll be so funny,
I bet he'll taste as sweet as honey!"

Chills run down your spine as the fairy taunts you, and yet you find your whole body electrified with anticipation. Glancing over at Grort's massive hard-on, you find yourself trying to justify your arousal. You tried to escape and live, right? So what's the harm in enjoying your last moments before becoming an ogre-snack? After all, the thought of this massive beast gobbling you up, his beautiful and cruel mistress watching on, is undoubtedly erotic.

Grort obliges your fantasies, lifting you unceremoniously over his head and dangling your feet before his gaping maw. The ogre extends his tongue and begins tasting his prey as he lowers you, sending shivers down your back as you try to control your mixed feelings of horror and excitement. Rill flits back and forth before you for a moment, and then lands on the ogre's gargantuan penis. Glancing up at the terrified expression on your face, the fairy smirks cruelly and then wraps her legs around Grort's erection. Straddling the ogre's cock, Rill begins to rock back and forth, moaning and gasping as she watches Grort lower you into his open mouth. You quietly shudder as the hot and slimy grip of Grort's throat closes in around your ankles and begins pulling you deeper... on gulp at a time. The slippery cavern of the ogre's maw pulls you in to your knees... and thighs... and soon, you find yourself up to your waist. You cry out in dismay as the ogre's tongue dexterously wraps around your penis and begins to molest you. With a tiny titter of laughter, Rill grinds faster against the ogre's cock, her pussy slick and hot against his pulsating length. Grort moans softly, the thick veins of his cock throbbing with pleasure. The slimy muscle of his tongue twists around your erection, drawing another shameful groan of pleasure from your lips. You don't want to die like this! Just as you feel the hot pressure of an orgasm building, Grort swallows you deeper, drawing your aching hard-on into the slick passage of his gullet with a wet GULP! You press your length against the slimy flesh of his throat as he swallows you whole, each gulp edging you closer and closer to climax. SLUUUURRRRP! GULP! He's up to your belly button! GULP! Now your chest! You grind your rigid penis against the powerful muscles of Grort's gullet, your face red as your balls tighten. GULP! Just as your cock passes into Grort's stomach, it erupts, spurting thick gobs of cum into the acidic darkness. GULP! Only your face and arms hang out of the ogre's mouth now. Rill grins maniacally at you as she continues rocking back and forth on Grort's member. Cruel amusement dances across her face as she tightens her legs around the ogre's throbbing shaft, prompting a bestial groan from your devourer. His moan of pleasure vibrates through your entire body. To your horror, you watch Grort's gigantic penis swell and twitch between Rill's thighs, each vein straining against the skin of his shaft. With a sly wink, Rill blows you a kiss and then digs her knees into the ogre's shaft. The beast's thick cock pulses once, and then begins to spurt fat ropes of cum onto the forest floor. GULP! The last thing that you see before you're swallowed into darkness is another arc of semen erupting from Grort's hulking penis. With this final image fixed in your mind, you slide into the constricting blackness of his throat. GULP!

The last of your body passes down the beast's throat, and is squeezed into the acidic prison of his stomach. You struggle within the ogre's belly, kicking and screaming for mercy, but your pleas do no good. In fact, Rill presses her ear against Grort's distended stomach to better hear your screams as the digestive acids begin to do their work. As you beg and plead for Rill to release you, the fairy slips her fingers between her legs and begins to pleasure herself. Soon, the pace of your struggles quicken to a panicked thrashing, and your screamed pleas for mercy become inhuman shrieks of pain. Rill's smile spreads into a knowing grin as she listens to your tormented death. After a while, your struggles slow, and then, at last, they stop altogether. At this point, Rill lies sprawled on top of the ogre's belly while he lounges in the grass. Pressing her ear to his torso, Rill giggles wildly at the sound of your ruined body being pushed deeper into Grort's intestines.


Unfortunately for you, you've just had a firsthand look at the hospitality of fairies. Maybe if you had been smarter, you could have avoided becoming ogre-shit, but unfortunately for you, you let a pixie use you as entertainment. And there's nothing that a fairy finds more entertaining than watching a mortal die a painful death. The next morning, the only evidence of your fatal encounter with fae-kind is a steaming heap of bone-filled turds and a sticky puddle of ogre semen on the ground beside it. If you were still alive, you'd be ashamed of how you ended up. But you're just monster poop now, and you can't really feel embarrassed when you're dead. Oh well... at least someone enjoyed your ending!

The End