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Your group fortunately managed to escape the castle and make your way into the forest surrounding it. You only stop to rest once you can no longer see it in the distance and you collapse onto your ass, panting hard.
"Holy shit, that was so close." You whine.
"There is no need for such vulgarity young lady-" The old man chides. "But yes that was an incredibly close call..."
You look up from your spot on the ground and catch sight of a river past some bushes. You gasp and push up from your reclined position, then scramble forward.
"A river!" You drop down to your hands and knees, then drop your head into the water.
Your party of escapees follow you to the edge of the water and just watch as you eventually pull your head back up to take a desperate gasp of air. You scoot away from the edge, then flop flat on the grass and stare at the sky.
"I don't believe I caught your name miss-" The older man starts.
"Oh, she doesn't remember her name." Eilonwy pipes in. "We've been calling her 'Stranger'."
"Oh dear. Well, I am Fflewddur Fflam. Thank you for saving me earlier."
You wave your hand dismisively. "Oh yeah no worries. I was concerned when I lost you in the castle, thought they got ya."
"Well, they nearly did." He turns his hips to the side to reveal the hole ripped in the butt of his pants.
"Oh goodness!" Eilonwy brings a hand to her mouth. "Here, let me patch those for you."
Fflewddur stands behind a bush and plays his harp, serenading the group as Eilonwy sews a patch onto his pants. Taran cleans his sword next to her while you remain reclined on the grass near the river. It's a bit farther away from the group, so you find yourself zoning out as you stare up at the passing clouds. You run one hand over the grass and let your eyes slip shut. It's so different feeling than the grass from the islands. Softer, more plush.
Your eyes snap open though when your ears pick up agitation in the conversation. You turn your head slightly, watching things unfold.
"It takes a great warrior to handle a sword like this!"
Eilonwy looks back to Taran. "It's still just a magic sword."
Taran gets in her face. "Hmph! What does a girl know about swords anyways?" His words are condescending.
"Girl? Girl?!" She starts marching towards him. It seems to catch him off guard and he stumbles back as she starts ripping into him. "If it weren't for this girl; you'd still be stuck in the dungeon!"
Fflewddur tries breaking it up, but Eilonwy angrily throws his pants back at him, accusing him of siding with Taran. She wasn't wrong though, who knows if any of you would have escaped had she not stumbled across you. You're about to interject but both Eilonwy and Taran start stomping off in opposite directions.
"Silly girl. Even if she is a princess." Taran gets in one last dig before they part and you can hear her start to cry.
You and Fflewddur just stare at each other awkwardly, unsure of what to do.
"... Do you suppose we should go after them?" He asks as he pulls his pants back on.
You push up to sit. "When I'm upset, I like to be alone... I think we should leave them, for a bit at least."
"Very well." He walks over to the tree root the two had been sitting on earlier, then sits down facing you. "So you really can't remember your name?"
"Nope."
"Do you remember anything at all before being captured?"
You look to the river, watching the sun glisten across the water. "I remember sand and waves." You pick up a fallen leaf and set it gently on the surface, then let go and watch as it floats away.
"Sounds like you lived near the shore." He offers. "Did you have friends there?"
Your heart skips a beat. "... No. I don't think so."
"Oh, that's too bad."
"I guess." You stand and dust the grass off your leggings. "Welp. I need to go pee." You jab your thumb to the side. "I'll be back, alright?"
"Don't go too far."
"Yeah, I won't." You turn and head into trees.
You wander around for awhile, looking for a good spot to pee. You want it to be behind a tree so there's less chance for someone to see you, but you also need a tree with specific root growth. You want to be elevated so there's no splash on your shoes or legs.
Your wandering and searching takes you deeper into the woods than intended, but maybe that's a good thing. You really don't want the others to find you while you're taking a piss.
You come around a particularly large tree and sigh in relief. The roots come out in a large split and they're at least a foot off the ground. You step up onto the roots and buckle your knees together to pull your shorts and leggings down your thighs, then you place a hand against the trunk and inch your way down. You have your back pressed against the trunk, holding yourself up in a wall sit as you relieve yourself.
Once you're done peeing, it hits you. You don't have any toilet paper out here. Your lips form a thin line as you look to the side, but any foliage is out of your reach. You groan at yourself, then bring your free hand between your thighs to fan your crotch. Air-drying it is then.
You glance up absentmindedly to spot something stark black some distance ahead of you, yellow eyes trained on your form. You flinch and dig your nails into the bark of the tree. Shit! Why the fuck was a heartless here now of all times?! You pull your other hand from your thighs slowly, grabbing the tree to hold yourself up. Your thighs start to quiver as you slowly start to inch your way up. The tall shadow cocks its head in a twitchy manner, then takes a step toward you. You freeze up again.
Each time you move, it moves. It seems more curious than aggressive, but you want to get your shorts up before it reaches you; just in case you have to fight. You continue your arduous attempt to stand fully as it slinks ever closer, and you stand fully as it reaches you. It looks up at you, then back at your crotch. Your cheeks burn and you bring your hand to cover yourself. You get a good look at it, noting it was tall and thin, much more humanoid in shape. Why the hell was this thing so close to you? Why wasn't it attacking you?
"Neo Shadow." A voice seems to whisper right in your ear.
You snap your head to the side, but there's no one there. You snap it forward when you feel the Neo Shadow push your hand to the side. You're caught off guard when the heartless grabs both your thighs and pulls them apart as far as your shorts will allow, then stuffs its head between your legs. You grab onto the tree for support, your other hand tries pushing the Neo Shadow's head away from you. It's stronger than you though and it starts nuzzling its face against your pussy. You glance around nervously, praying no one comes across you being assaulted by this thing.
What the actual fuck was it doing?! Why was it doing this? You bite your lips and grab one of its antennae, trying in vain to pull it away from you. It pays you no mind and continues to rub its face against your sex.
You struggle awkwardly with it, pushing and trying to squeeze its head between your legs. But the thing was determined. Eventually it finds a rhythm- a rhythm you know all too well.
Oh shit.
You bite your lips and your thighs twitch against its head. It feels good. You pant heavily through your nose, squinting your eyes. You release its head and try to summon your wand, but you can't focus on anything beside the stimulation between your thighs. You grab the base of its antennae with both hands and hunch forward slightly, panting as it rubs its face in circles against your clit. This was wrong, but holy shit at this point you don't care. You want it to make you cum.
And after some more vigorous rubbing, it does.
You hunch forward more, letting out the softest gasp you can manage. Your eyes squint as you convulse against the heartless. As the thrumming slows, you feel something wet run across your lips and into your vagina. It seems like it was licking you clean. You don't remember it having a mouth though.
Once it gets done licking you, it releases the iron grip on your thighs. It shuffles back and looks up at you, the remnants of you are smeared all over its face. Without warning, it flattens onto the ground, then disappears into the trees, leaving you panting and half naked in confusion. You shakily reach down and grab your shorts pulling them up with one hand while the other holds your shaking form against the tree.
The first time someone else touches you sexually; and it's a fucking shadow monster.
You stand there for a moment longer, until the trembling in your legs stops. You step gingerly down the root when you pick up a man screaming in the distance. It sounds like Fflewddur, so you quickly scramble towards the noise, summoning your wand as you go. When you burst back into the small clearing, wand at the ready, you see a small furry creature wearing Fflewddur's hat tugging at the harp around the old man's neck. Before you can step forward to stop it, Taran comes running around a tree, pulling his sword out. When he sees the animal, he sighs in aggravation and slides the sword back into its sheath.
"Gurgi-"
"Master?" The creature perks up. "Um- old man fell down!"
You put your wand away, then walk closer as Gurgi tries to explain away what had happened. Taran knows the thing, so he must not be dangerous- just pungent, apparently. Eilonwy finally catches up to Taran and catches sight of the fuzzy assailant, giggling as she greets him kindly. You stand off to the side awkwardly as they decide what to do with him. Fflewddur eventually shoos him away, so Gurgi turns and stomps past you.
"Is he a woodchuc-?" You try whispering before you're cut off.
"Tracks!" Gurgi exclaims. "Gurgu saw piggy's tracks!"
"Piggy?"
"Yes! Master has piggy! Saw its tracks today!"
You glance over to Taran. "You better not be lying." The boy warns.
"Gurgi not lie, not this time! Gurgi show master and pretty lady!" He tugs at Eilonwy's skirt to prompt her forward.
She giggles and follows after him with the rest of you falling in line behind them.
"You have a pig?" You ask Taran.
"Yes. She has special powers that can find the Black Cauldron."
"A cauldron?"
"Oh, you didn't know?" You give him a deadpan look. "Oh, right... Well the Horned King is looking for the cauldron so he can raise his army of the dead. We have to make sure he doesn't get it."
"Wow. Gnarly."
You look up at the sky, watching as the sun gradually drops during your trek through the woods. Gurgi takes your group over a fallen log, allowing you to gain speed as the others fall behind a bit. Gurgi looks up at you as you reach and keep pace with him.
"Why ribbon lady dressed so weird?"
"What?"
"Ribbon lady has weird clothes." He points to your arm band.
"Um- I don't know. I don't remember anything before I woke up in the castle."
"Nothing at all?"
"Nope."
Gurgi perks up and points forward, towards a large pond with rocks making a path across it. "There master! See piggy's tracks!"
"Oh good!" Taran kneels down to get a closer look. "They look fresh too."
Gurgi starts hopping across the rocks and you instinctually follow him. You could walk around- but something in you wants to hop across the stones too. He stops suddenly on the largest rock in the center of the pond. You can't stop your momentum and jump onto the rock with him, standing awkwardly so you don't step on him.
"Woah! Why'd you-?" Then you feel the rock shift underneath you. "Uh-"
Gurgi grabs onto your legs as the rock lifts up, then starts spinning. You grab him under the armpits and lift him up as the rock starts to sink. You toss him to Taran, then last minute try jumping as close to the water's edge as possible, but you land unceremoniously in the water. The pond picks up into a powerful whirlpool and whips you around.
"Stranger! Grab my hand!" Taran steps into the water, Gurgi gripping onto his shoulders, terrified.
You manage to grab him on rotation, but the water is too strong and he loses his footing. Eilonwy grabs onto Fflewddur as she snatches Taran's arm, yelping as they all get sucked into the torrent with you. You fight the water in an attempt to stay upright, but you and your group are thrown around roughly as the water pulls you down deeper than the pond should realistically reach. The turbulent spinning gives you horrendous waves of vertigo and unfortunately, closing your eyes does little to help.
Finally, you hit ground, but your head still spins and you don't dare risk sitting up yet. That was certainly up there with some of the least fun things you've experienced in your life. After a moment, you stir and open your eyes. You slowly and experimentally push up to sit, looking at your travel companions as they also begin to stir.
"That was horrible..." Eilonwy bemoans softly as she sits and rubs her temples.
"Yeah. What the fuck happened?" You question shakily as you look up at the slab of pond water siting far above you.
Fflewddur opens his mouth to chastise your language when sudden shouting pulls everyone's attention from you. Your group crawls over to a rock and everyone peeks over to see two small floating people struggling to keep some scaffolding of twigs and leaves held together.
"Need help?" You offer without thinking.
That seems to startle them and they lose their grip, causing the thing to collapse. You wince when everything clatters to the ground.
"Oh, h-hello!" Greets the small pixie dressed in red. "I am King Eidilleg of the Fair Folk." He turns to the one in yellow to speak under his breath. "I thought you fixed the whirlpool?"
"I did fix it!" The yellow one barks.
"Well then how did they get down here Doli?"
"Oh sure blame me! I broke the whirlpool! I let the pig in-!" Doli shouts in exhasperation.
"You have Hen Wen?!" Taran cuts in.
The king turns to face Taran. "Oh, she's your pig?"
"Yes! We've been looking for her-"
"That's great! Doli, go get her." The king orders.
Doli flies away grumbling as more Fair Folk start fluttering into view, come to see the commotion. They flutter all around your group, one gently lifts a bit of Eilonwy's hair, causing her to giggle in amusement. Gurgi catches one in his hands, but it somehow manages to turn to fairy dust, then reappear beside him. You eye them nervously.
You really hope they stayed underground. The mortifying thought of them seeing you-
Doli shouts as thumping noises seem to grow closer. A pig runs out of a tunnel and Taran drops to his knees.
"Hen Wen! I was so worried!"
Hen Wen jumps excitedly into his arms, snorting happily. You stare down at the tiny animal, she was the cutest pig you've ever seen. You step closer and kneel down.
"Can I pet her?"
"Oh? Sure." Taran moves an arm so you can pat her head.
"She's so cute- look at her little face!" You coo under your breath.
"So, tell me- is the killing still going on up there?" King Eidilleg asks.
"Yes, unfortunately..." Fflewddur responds. "It's truly awful."
"We're trying to stop it though." Taran adds. "We're looking for the Black Cauldron- we need to get it before the Horned King does."
"Oh, he'll never find it. It's safely hidden."
"It is?"
"Yes, in Morva... At least, I think it is." The king responds, a little unsure. "Oh Doli-! Is that where it is?"
"Oh what?! Is that my job too? Keeping track of the cauldron?" Doli shouts from down a tunnel as something else clatters to the stone ground.
"But Morva is is a hard place to find- I know! Doli can take you!"
Doli zips around a corner. "What?!"
"Are you sure we should be trusting him?" Fflewddur asks under his breath.
"Trust me? You have a problem with me, do ya?" The yellow fairy gets up in his face.
You get up and put a hand between them. "We trust you." You try to de-escalate. "Fflewddur is just a nervous person, pay him no mind."
Doli grumbles and floats back a bit, giving Fflewddur the stink eye. The old man gives you a withered look that you interpret as a thank you.
"Well! Let's get you going then!" King Eidilleg motions for the other fairies, then they suddenly turn into blue dust.
It glows and quickly surrounds your group as you all watch, curious as to the purpose. It makes contact with your body, and suddenly you feel weightless. You freeze nervously as you start to float upwards. Taran, Gurgi and Eilonwy take the floating well, but Fflewddur flounders awkwardly. Suddenly Taran looks down when he notices Hen Wen isn't next to him.
"Hen!"
King Eidilleg zips out of the dust to reappear next to Hen Wen as she hops up, trying to join your group. "Don't worry! We'll see her home safely!"
"Oh thank you sir!" Taran waves down. "You be good Hen- I'll see you soon."
You quickly reach the water, then push through, but don't get wet. The glowing fairy dust sets you all down next to the pond, then quickly shoot back down to safety. All except one, that is. Doli has his arms crossed, pouting grumpily over the fact he was unwillingly volunteered to be your guide. He looks back to you, then gestures forward.
"Well come on then! I don't want be out here any longer than I have to."
"But it's so late already." Eilonwy points out. "Shouldn't we rest for the night?"
"You want to rest here? Out in the open?" He huffs. "No, we move for now. You can rest in a bit."
You make eye contact with Eilonwy, then shrug your shoulders. Looks like it's going to be a long night.