Landing on the edge of the table, you could feel your muscles tense up, ready to bolt at the first sign of trouble. The figure, however, seemed to pay no attention to its new visitor. It was unclear if it didn't register your presence or simply didn't care, but as you eyed it cautiously it continued to sit completely still.
"Hmmm. Seems like it doesn't have much interest in me..." You thought, unclenching your jaw slightly. "Maybe I can get a better look under the cloak after all..."
With hesitant steps, you began making your way across the small plateau of the tabletop towards the looming figure at the other end. As you made your way past the steaming beverage, you were struck by an unexpected aroma.
"That smells sweet, kind of like...perfume?" You grappled with this unexpected revelation. "Why would this thing, dressed in nothing but rags, want to smell so nice?"
Distracted by your thoughts, you had no time to react as a small hand shot out from beneath the tattered cloak, pulling you inside! Your screams of terror were quickly muffled as your tiny body was pressed tightly against your captor's huge breasts. Despite your best efforts to escape, your thrashing proved no match for the figure's tight grip, nearly smothering you in its flesh and fabric.
"Come now, stop this screaming nonsense... no one can hear you in here anyway..." A voice commanded from above you in a reserved, slightly impatient tone. Now exhausted, you felt the hand once again tighten around your arms and body as you were brought face to face with your new captor.
To your surprise, you were greeted not with a hideous old hag or terrifying monster but by a young human woman. She looked to be in her late teens, with piercing blue eyes, soft features and light brown hair gently flowing down to her shoulders. Most shockingly, she seemed to be wearing a thin silver crown on her forehead!
Completely at the mercy of this young woman, you felt a rush of fear shoot down your spine as her she gazed at you mischievously. "Well, well, well. I guess that's what we get for being nosy, isn't it?" she whispers pointedly. "All I wanted was peaceful drink outside of the castle but apparently someone always has to spoil my fun."
You watch, terrified, as she scans your body up and down before biting her lip. "Hmmmm, or maybe the fun is just starting. I've seen the fairies mother and my sisters have captured, but none were ever as cute as you are. But what to do..." Thinking a moment, the young princess lights up. "Well, fairy, you are in my domain and therefore you are my subject to do with as I please. Therefore, I declare you will be my royal..."
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