Posted by Ay-Wun on October 21, 2006 at 18:29:38:
The First story is not WE, just fun porn, but is my first of Vinda,'The Scary Fairy' all of the rest of her stories are. Some of you may know the dear woman, now missing, upon whom she is based. Ay-Wun
Connie went to sleep with a prayer on her lips,
"Oh please give me the sexual life I long for, make my man's tiny penis gigantic, and able to last for hours, and make me irresistable to all the other men I meet."
Over and over she chanted this mantra in her mind as she fell asleep, after a very short(both ways)little turn of sex with her man.
She thought she heard the flutter of wings, and as she opened her eyes , what she saw made her sit bolt upright in the bed. There, two feet in front of her eyes hovered one of the most beautiful creatures she had ever seen. A perfectly formed female body suspended on gossamer wings, with a thin but lovely face, marred only by a pair of large horn rimmed glasses. But, this apparition was less than a foot tall, and was looking at Connie now with a stern look on that lovely visage.
"Am I awake or dreaming?" Connie asked herself. As if in answer, a voice came into her head, for the lips of the vision did not move,
"You are, indeed awake Connie, and if what you've been asking for is truely what you want, I Vinda, will grant your wish. Are the words you have spoken truely what you desire?"
"Oh yes," cried Connie, glancing at her man to see he still slept soundly , "That is exactly what I want."
"Then you shall have it." said Vinda. "As soon as you can tomorrow, go to a lingerie store, buy the first bright red thong you see, and before your man returns home from work be nude except for the thong, and waiting for him."
With those words spoken, she stretched her arms straight before her, then swept them back in a swimming motion, and vanished.
The next morning, Connie kissed her guy, who she truely loved in spite of his limitations, goodbye as he left for work. She herself called in sick to her job, dressed, and hurried to the mall and into 'Bruce's of Burbank'. As she stepped through the entry, there in the sale bin, right before Connie's eyes was a bright red thong. Quickly she snatched it from the pile and hurried to the check-out counter. The price was practically a give away, and she thought,
"It was just a dream, but I've just got to give it a try, what do I have to lose?"
All the way home, she kept glancing at the tiny package on the car seat, and shaking her head thought,
"No way."
Throughout the day she kept thinking the same thought, but did as Vinda had told her, so that when her man stepped through the door, she stood waiting with open arms having only the red thong on her sexy body. He was speechless, his eyes took on a lustful glow, as his trousers suddenly bulged impossibly. He literally threw his clothes off, and in what seemed no time at all stood totally nude.
Connie could not believe what she saw, for his manhood stood rampant now, as even he looked stunned at the thing which was nearly twelve inches long, and two and a half inches thick, and as hard as if it were carved from stone. the next moment they were on the living room floor, and he was plunging that monster into her. Though at first a bit painful, very soon Connie felt that she had died and gone to heaven. Three times she came before he loosed a massive load. Then he picked Connie from the floor and carried her into their bedroom.
On and on it went that night. He took her in every position, in her pussy, her anus, and in her mouth over, and over, and over, and she came, and came so many times she totally lost count. When dawn came at last, he had just enough time to shower and shave before he was off to work.
Even though she was tired, Connie decided she'd go to work today, but as she was going out the front door, the mail man was coming up the walk. He took one look at Connie, pushed her back inside, dropped his mail bag and was onto her before she knew what was happening. As soon as he finished, he pulled his pants up, thanked her, grabbed his bag and was on his way.
Connie was stunned, but pulled herself together and headed out for work once more. behind her as she drove, she saw red and blue lights flashing in the mirror. She pulled over and waited as the officer came to her car. Surprisingly he pulled the door open, and pushing her back down on the seat he was onto her and into her creamy pussy, as the door closed behind him. He was big, and very good at it, and when he was done, she'd come twice, and then he was gone.
It went that way all day, some harsh, some gentle, but every man she encountered had his way with her. It was as though,
"Oh no!!" she suddenly realized, "She was irresistable to all men."
It was a truely exhausted Connie who entered her kitchen where she recieved the final blow. There, on the table was a note from her man. Picking it up with a shaking hand she read:
"Goodbye Connie I had some really good times with you, but with what I've got now, I'll be a big rich porn star, and get all the gorgeous nookie I've always wanted."
Vinda says: Be very careful what you wish for, you just might get it.
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Manny was a mad man, a bad man, he raped, tortured and cooked girls without ever considering consent, as a matter of fact, he preferred girls who didn't want it. Jill was such a girl, she had just graduated from nursing school, gotten the type of nursing job she wanted (At a children's hospital), and become engaged to her beloved, patient boyfriend within the past month. As Jill was walking home after midnight of her fourth day at the hospital, she'd been taken from behind, chloroformed, and trussed up in the back of Manny's van. From there she was taken to Manny's dungeon/kitchen that he'd excavated beneath the concrete slab of his garage.
After a fun night of rape and torture, fun for Manny, not for Jill, he decided to call Al and Rich, and invite them to assist in roasting her. These two guys were drinking buddies of Manny's who'd scoffed when he told them of the things he'd done. Neither of them objected to the concepts, and said they'd love to cook and eat a girl, but doubted Manny had done so. So Manny called them and invited them to help him spit and roast a gorgeous girl. He met them at the front door and led them via the stair at the back of the hall closet, down to his dungeon/kitchen. As they entered and saw Jill spread eagled on the Fuckin'-Fixin' table, Al's eyes nearly left his head as he gogled and said,
"Damn Manny, she's not just gorgeous, she's super gorgeous!!"
Al was absolutely correct, for Jill probably could have been a super model or movie star, her looks were that good, even after the horrible night she'd had. Her perfect 34C breasts and lovely legs were fully displayed, and her short auburn hair framed an angelic face.
"Can we screw her first?" asked Rich, practically drooling at the thought.
"Sure, why'd you think I called you?" Manny answered.
Needing no further invitation, Rich had his levis and shorts off in record time. Leaving his T-shirt on for now he shoved his dick into Jill's waiting pussy.
The table was built in the shape of a letter Y inverted, with her legs spread wide apart. A cross bar at what would have been the base held Jill's arms crucifix style, while the section her head and neck rested on, now tilted up twenty degrees could be dropped to access her mouth or align it for the spit. Jill's pussy and asshole were easily available at the notch of the wye.
Rich was so worked up he quickly came, being replaced immediatly by Al who'd shed all his cloths as he waited. Even though she didn't want to, Jill was on the verge of cumming when Rich pulled out, and came shortly after Al's entry. The three fucked Jill in all her holes for a little over an hour, until at about one PM Manny said'
"It's time to spit the bitch, I cleaned out her ass before you guys came over, and the cum in her will just be lube."
So saying, he grabbed a spit, one of three in a rack. The coals had been earlier lighted in the barbecue pit whose hood was vented through the fireplace upstairs in the living room.
"Does one of you guys want to do the honors? I'll guide you through the whole thing." Manny said with a smirk.
"I'll do it," said Rich eagerly, taking the spit from Manny. "How do I start?"
"We'll do an asshole spitting this time, just ease the point in about eight inches, see the mark on the spit? Now get yourself set and....."
Suddenly, time froze, as the sound of fluttering wings filled the room, there was a kind of twinkling in the air, and hovering on a pair of dragon-fly like wings was a ten inch tall beautiful woman, with a lovely elfin face, wearing horn rimmed glasses. She may have been nude, but one could not be certain, the way her whole body shimmered. She spoke now in a voice like music,
"Ah, it's Manny the man." and 'man' from her tongue sounded now like a swear word, as she applied it to Manny.
As she spoke, Manny heard and unfroze, though everything else stayed static.
"What in hell are you, how'd you get in?" he shouted.
"I'm Vinda, and for you now I'm the scarey fairy." she musically responded with a chuckle. You are a very nasty man Manny, have you ever sought an consensual subject for your ministrations?"
"Huh why the hell would I do that?"
"Indeed, why would YOU?" Vinda snapped rhetorically.
Before Manny could speak again, Vinda went on,
"My bad fellow you have the misfortune of earning my attention, for now you will truely reap what you have sown."
Vinda now moved her hands forming complex patterns sparkling in the air and began a musical chant,
"I Vinda now decree that he be her and she be he."
Suddenly, Manny was nude, strapped to the table with a spit, very painfully, eight inches up his ass, and Jill stood near Vinda, while around each of them there was an image of the other. Vinda continued,
"His body on the spit to turn,
Hers to stand and see him burn,
His friends see nothing now amiss,
Though his fat may pop and hiss.
Both will think it's she they roast,
As his flesh doth fry and toast.
Just as they begin to eat,
Then they'll recognize his meat."
"Quickly Jill," said Vinda now, "Take that ball gag that was to go in your mouth, put it in his."
Jill, as if in a trance, complied, though Manny tried to prevent it.
"Listen to me Jill, the clothes he took from you are in that box," she said pointing, "Don them now, but wait."
Jill ran to the indicated box, found her clothes on top of many other women's clothes, and hastily put them on.
"Now Jill stand here where you were, you must act as though you are him, when you speak they'll not know the difference."
Jill felt she must do as she was told by this wonderous creature, though she wanted to flee.
"I will direct you in all you must say."
"OK." Jill said softly.
Vinda waved her arms about once more, seeing Jill ogling the sparkling patterns,
"Special Effects window dressing." she quipped.
"Oh." said Jill, moments before time unfroze....
"OK, now what?" said Rich, looking at Jill, awaiting directions from Manny.
Vinda whispered, Jill repeated,
"Push it through the guts and into the stomach in one smooth move, if you can."
"No! No,!!No!!!" screamed Manny's mind trying to somehow get through to Rich, seconds later his mind was truely howling with anguish as Rich followed instructions. And the spit thrust through Manny's body.
"Oooh, gaaawd!!!" screamed Manny trying to lift his head from is tilted back and down position, "Maybe if can connect with his eyyyes!!"
Manny wailed in silence as Rich followed orders to push it into the esophagus, then once in, to shove it on through. Now, as he tried to lift his head again, he felt Al holding it down, as he too followed the instructions recieved from Manny/Jill. Suddenly, the gag flopped loose, unsnapped by Al, but before a word could emerge from his mouth, the point of the spit did. There would be no speaking, ever again for Manny. Amid the massive pain, Manny kept trying believe,
"It's a dream! Just the most horrible dream I've ever had, but a dream!"
But it was no dream, and as his feet were connected by two chain tied 'ess hooks' to his hands, more pain was added to the score. He was lifted and carried to the coals, as Rich remarked,
"Boy, she's a lot heavier than she looks!"
"She sure is!" grunted Al.
The heat, to Manny was the heat of hell, he felt himself basted and turned, it maddened, it burned. For a few short minutes an insane Manny screeched at the coals and died.
Hours went by and Jill wished to leave, but Vinda told her softly,
"No!!"
At long last the meat was done, and per Vinda's instructions, Jill told the men to move the meat to the platter on the dinner table, and remove the spit.
"You guys start slicing her up," said Jill in Manny's voice, "I"ll go up now and bring the rest of our dinner down."
So saying, Jill went through the door, locking it behind her, with the outside lock. The steel shrouded door meant to keep others out. Then up the stair went Jill, two steps at a time, at the foyer she took the wrong turn and found herself looking at the van in the garage. The keys were in the ignition, she leapt in, started up, and without bothering to open the door, backed through it and was off and away.
The two men slicing the meat looked at each other with conspiratorial grins. As if on a signal, each popped a generous chunk of meat in his mouth and began to chew,
"Wow, this is terrific." said Al. "I've never tasted any meat this good." agreed Rich. Suddenly, as one, they turned and stared at the platter,
"Manny?!!" they both cried at once turning to look at the door.
The next morning the police were called about the shattered garage door. Getting no answer from ringing the bell, they entered the garage, they kept going in as they found doors left wide open including the closet door, the stair was visible too. While doing this they kept hearing what sounded like the flutter of wings. It was as though they were led. At the bottom of the stair, they unlocked the door and inside found two jibbering madmen, quite incapable of explaining that pile of human bones. Then, as they phoned in their report, that flutter of wings once more, and both thought they heard a chuckle, chuckle, chortle.
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