♡ TW: nsfw, noncon, captive teeny tiny pixie reader, pure filthy smut...
You’re a pretty little pixie-fairy unlucky enough to get snatched up by a band of roaming orcs.
They’re the crew of a traveling circus, or rather, a zoo, featuring all sorts of rarities ranging from high-elves to common fairies, as well as mermaids, harpies, nymphs, and hybrids of every and all kinds locked up in pretty gilded cages. But of course, it’s not like any old zoo. With attractions as rare and fuckable as such, it doubles as a brothel for those who come willing to pay a little extra.
And among all those sexy rarities, pixies are one of the most valued. Rumored to only be a myth, it’s rare enough to catch a glimpse of one, let alone have one on display. It’s even said that seeing one will bring good fortune for the rest of one’s life, and even more so for those who get to touch one.
So you can imagine the crowd surrounding you, each one rubbing you against their massive dick for good luck.
The chain on your ankle is heavy enough to make flying impossible, grounding you if it weren’t for the massive paw wound tightly around you, all but squeezing you free of air while demanding you, “Lick it.”
You have no choice but to protrude your tongue, even as the big brute angles you face first into his dickhole, wanting to use your little pink muscle to plug it. You very nearly drown in the pre-ooze pouring out. And when he finally blows, leaving you cum-drenched and wings soggy, you look no different from a bug someone sneezed out of their nose.
And still, the queue lining up is longer than your wee eyes can see, each one waiting for their turn. It goes on like that day in and day out for more days than you can keep track of, leaving you drunk off of cum with never a break to sober up.
Soon enough, you’re settled in—all gooey-headed and heart-eyed. Now, even able to fit a little finger inside you. Getting comfortable with it as it stretches you out, all the while sitting atop the mighty ballsack of the massive orc it belongs to. Roosting on the pillowy seat like it’s your own warm and comfy throne, butt-nude, with your thighs and legs wrapped tightly around the base, just barely able to lock your feet around the meat member, squeezing and humping it tight.
You do the same with your arms, of course, tits flush against the warm wrinkly skin as you hug the cleft of his cockhead snug. Squealing and moaning as you drink the yummy pre hot from the source, getting your womb pinky-fucked until you squeal all high-pitched while squirting, spasming like a little marionette puppet.
It doesn’t stop you from tongue-kissing his urethra, though. Bobbing your head while your limbs all strangle his cock, keeping it tight until cume comes spurting out like a fountain and showers you in heavy, blanketing blissful warmth.
You bathe in it against his bulbous abdominal muscles, playing in it, making cum-angels under the spray until he’s all finished.
