They mess with her dreams.
Tiny Fairy Big World
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
morgelmon
“Dream weaving!” the surprised Ysmina said. “I’m not very good at that.” She said solemnly. Dream weaving was a simple ability for any fairy, but it relied heavily on one factor and that factor was imagination. As talented as she was in weaving magic, Ysmina was woefully unimaginative. Alf however was a veritable font of dreams and desires so he had no problem with it.
“Just do what I told you and make sure to say those things.” Alf said with a wink. He held her hand and they collapsed into the pillows, joining Gwendolyn in her slumber.
The thief Gwen was having a pleasant dream, in her dream she was relaxing in a red room, lounging on an elegant fainting chair. Slightly familiar man servants were bringing her platters filled with delectable treats. She ate them greedily and invited the servants to massage her feet and back. “This is the life.” She sighed, she had always desired a life of luxury, one where she could wallow in opulence. No life of hardships, no struggling to get by, just a simple life of leisure and decadence.
As she popped another treat in her mouth a quiet voice caught her attention. “You killed me.” An eerie voice moaned, Gwendolyn looked around for the source of the voice, when a feeling in her stomach caused her to look down. To her horror a tiny humanoid shape pushed out from her stomach and moaned louder. “YoU KiLled Me!” Her hands flew to her stomach in terror, a sudden rumbling caught her attention.
Gwen was suddenly lifted into the air by a giant hand, she looked around in a panic and saw the hand belonged to a massive fairy whose eyes glowed with a terrifying power. “You, you are the one who devoured my kin.” The giant form of Ysmina howled, her voice loud as rumbling thunder, Gwendolyn covered her ears it was so loud. “You mean that little fairy, I’m sorry, it was just a little prank.” Gwendolyn cried her face full of fear, roaring winds assaulted her forcing her to struggle to remain standing.
“It is an unforgivable crime to kill one of the fey folk an act punishable by death.” She growled glaring at the thief with her frightening visage. “You have taken the life of one of my kin you gluttonous beasts.” Gwendolyn was on the verge of tears, she closed her eyes and cried. “I swear he slipped down my throat, I didn’t mean to.”
“With my power, I curse thee, the world will know of your sin, your gluttony shall be for all to see, its weight will weigh heavily upon you.” Ysmina roared, with a slight smirk.
The frightened Gwendolyn put up her arms defensively as Ysmina dropped her into her mouth and let her plummet.
“FAIRIES!” Gwendolyn shouted, as she jerked up in a cold sweat. She looked around her empty room noting the sun had risen. “Blasted sprites.” She mumbled as she got up and began to start her day, shaking off the frightening dream.
As her sleepiness faded, she noticed she felt fantastic, she felt full of energy, and best of all the bloated feeling from before was gone. She even noticed with some bemusement, that she had the delightful taste of strawberries on her lips. As she was washing her face, she made another discovery. Her skin looked smoother, complexion was better, her hair looked glossier, the bags under her eyes were gone. She even thought that she looked a few years younger, she wasn’t old at all really, but it appeared that all the years of hardship had been undone. The only thing that brought her dismay was that her middle looked a little less toned, softer. “Are fairies fattening?” She mused poking her stomach and finding a new thin layer of softness. “Still, can’t argue with the results.” She said rubbing the smooth skin of her cheeks.
“How is this a punishment.” Ysmina asked watching the woman through the scrying portal. “Patience, she won’t enjoy it for long. We just need to wait for the right moment.” Ysmina slouched into her pillow, thoroughly unconvinced and glanced at Alf with a knowing look. “So, what are you really going to do to her.”
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May 30, 2025
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