This choice: A net is prepared, and some humans are trying to capture the two of you... • Go Back... Laughing, you and Julie land in the bath when suddenly your laughter turns to screams as the world pulls out from beneath you. Tumbling backwards you see Julie soar past you only to land on top of you, her creamy thighs around your neck. Laughter rings out in the clearing as three boy's climb out of the bushes and walk toward you, appearing to be upside down. Looking up you curse as you see the fishing line that was tied to the ends of the net pulled up into the tree, you should have paid more attention! Holding on to the net, arms and legs thrust out awkwardly between the netting you look closer at the boys and realize with a start, you know them!
These were the same three that had jerked off around Kara when she was eaten! "Looks like this was a good idea after all, huh joe?" the short one with the pimply face said. You watch in fear, mind racing on how you could escape this as the the heavy one with the black hair responds to him, "Stop gloating, I just didn't realize Faeries were this stupid, but did you notice these two look familiar?" You ignored the stupid remark, despite it making you a little angry, however Julie made an indignant sound. "Yeah, they actually look like that one the centipede ate, think they're related?" He seemed a little intrigued by the idea, as he grabbed the net loosening it and freeing your winds a little as you and Julie righted yourselves. When opened it a bit, you and Julie were ready for this, and both of you flew toward the exit attempting to escape. Unfortunately he was ready for that too, quickly jerking a large jar over the hole and capping it as the two of you slam into the bottom of the jar. The third boy hooted, "Nice catch Bill."
Sitting up you look at Julie, she knocked herself out she hit the jar so hard. These damn humans, you find a way to get back at them, at least you would if you got the chance. You watched sullenly as the boys ignored you and carried you back to a house, you were too absorbed in your thoughts of escape, until they brought you downstairs anyway. It was a nightmare, cages everywhere full of all sorts of horrid creatures, just about every animal you knew of it was down there, and all of them looked well fed, and judging by the squirming lumps in some of their bellies, recently fed. Julie had woken up just in time for the horror show. She seemed speechless with fear, frozen in terror as her wide blue eyes took in every detail. The face of the first boy, Bill the other had called him, suddenly came into view as he brought the jar up to look into. "Sorry we haven't been more accommodating girls, now if you look to your left we have the room we'll let you be staying in, you may see a familiar face."
In dread you look over to see a glass terrarium with the huge centipede that ate your sister calmly sunning itself under the heat lamp. "He'll be your room mate and he's not too sensitive, he was a friend of your sister as I recall, as you may remember he had her over for dinner and well, you can see how that turned out." You look to the corner of the cage where he gestured, where a pile of scat and bones rest. Fear blossoms in your breast and Julie starts crying, you can't believe humans are so evil, so monstrous! "Now we have two idea's here that we've been kicking around, one if you girls could somehow please us then maybe we would let you go, or two we could check you into your room early."
These bastards! Now you knew that something like this was going to happen eventually, but you certainly didn't think it would be at the hands of humans, not to mention you doubt they would let you go, you aren't that stupid. Julie on the other hand seems to fully believe them, as she nods when he asks if you will go with the first idea. You on other hand are undecided...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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