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 Tea with Mr.  Tumnice

   The four Westbourne children were sent to live in a country house in the
English countryside.  The lady of the manor, Mrs.  MacRudely was their
governess in charge of their wellbeing.  Unfortunately, she provided
nothing for them to do in the large house.

   One rainy day, nine year old Lucy suggested a game of hide-and-seek to
her bored siblings.  They reluctantly agreed and Peter was "it".  The other
children all raced out to their hiding places leaving Peter to count to one
hundred, before setting off to look for them.

   Lucy found her way to a room that her other brother had gone into.  He
had already found one of the hiding places so Lucy picked the only other
one, a wardrobe.  She opened the door and went in.  She backed up away from
the door and kept on backing up, not finding the wall.  She didn't stop
until she backed into some tree branches.

   This intrigued her.  There shouldn't be a tree inside a wardrobe.  She
turned around and continued past the tree branches until she found herself
in an open field covered by snow.  She walked over to where a lamppost was
standing to have a look around.  Not believing what she was seeing she went
back into the trees and found her way back into the wardrobe of coats.  She
peeked out the wardrobe before going back to explore.

   As Lucy continued past the lamp post, she saw a land covered in snow. 
It was cold, very cold!.  She turned to go somewhere else and was surprised
by a man (was it a man?) standing in front of her.  He, too, was surprised
and they stared at each other for a moment.  He had a man's body but from
his hips down, he looked like an animal with what looked like two goat's
legs.  He was also just a little taller than her and had two small horns
coming from his head.  But his fear of her made her braver.

   "Who are you?" she asked in her London accent.  "What are you?"

   "My name is Mr.  Tumnice," he announced "and I am a Faun.  What's the
matter, haven't you seen a Faun before?" "Nooo." Lucy replied cautiously.
"You're not from around here, are you?" he came over to where she was as
they gradually got more comfortable with each other.  "No." she then
remembered her manners, realizing she never introduced herself.  "My name
is Lucy, and....er....I'm a girl." She put her hand out.  Mr.  Tumnice
looked at her, not knowing what to do.  "When you meet someone, you are
supposed to shake their hand." She explained.  "Why?" Mr.  Tumnice asked
curiously.  Lucy was about to answer but paused to think about the reason.
"You know, I don't know.  We just do." Mr.  Tumnice reached for her hand
and shook it side to side making Lucy laugh.  Mr.  Tumnice eyed Lucy in a
way she had never been looked at before.  Then he smiled.  It was an odd
smile, but it seemed friendly enough.

   "It's very cold out here, would you like to go to my house?" Mr. 
Tumnice asked Lucy.  Lucy agreed, so they walked together to his house.  He
opened the door and showed her in.  Although it was small, Lucy loved it.
There was an armchair and sofa next to a fireplace, a neat little kitchen
nearby and a small half loft where his bedroom was.  Lining the walls were
shelves that contained books and knick knacks.  There was a fire burning
brightly in the grate and a kettle was on the fire.

   "Would you like a cup of tea, Lucy?" "I'd love some." she replied
without taking her eyes off of the many distractions of the room.  "So what
do you think of the place?" Mr.  Tumnice asked.  "I love it!  It's so cosy
and warm." she said.  There was something in his manner that had begun to
disturb her.  She had been warned about going off with strange men, but no
one had said anything about....well, Fauns.

   The fire was making the house very warm and she was starting to feel it.
She removed her jacket and placed it on the chair.  The squeal from the
kettle made her jump!.  "Please sit down." Mr.  Tumnice said to Lucy.  He
poured the water into the tea pot, stirred it, and then filled a cup for
her.  "Thank you, Mr.  Tumnice." Lucy was a polite girl.  She took a drink,
and found it had an interesting taste.  "What kind of tea is this?" "Oh,
just Frianut tea." he replied with a mischievous smile, "Nothing too
special." "I've never heard of it.  But it tastes good." She took another
sip before concluding, "Very nutty." His eyes twinkled as he watched her
drink.

   "I can't believe I have an actual Daughter of Eve here in my house." Mr
Tumnice commented aloud.  "Daughter of Eve?" Lucy repeated his words. 
"Yes. You are a Daughter of Eve, aren't you?  We've not had one of those
here in a long time.  Legend says that two Sons of Adam and two Daughters
of Eve will rule Nardia one day and usher in a new order." "Oh, you mean
humans.  Adam and Eve." Lucy realized.  "I am a girl and I have two
brothers and one sister." Mr.  Tumnice stopped, frozen in place and stared
at her for a second.  "Two Sons of Adam and Two Daughters of Eve?  You are
the ones!  Your children will rule us in the future!" "Our children?" Lucy
asked, confused.  "Brothers and sisters can't have children with each
other, silly, everyone knows that." "Why not?" he asked curiously.  Lucy
thought it over, but she found she couldn't concentrate, on.....  Now she'd
forgotten the question!  Lucy giggled and so did Mr.  Tumnice.  "Not to
worry," said Mr.  Tumnice.  "I'm sure we can help....' He moved closer to
Lucy and she noticed a little pink pointy thing sticking out from between
his furry thighs.  She giggled again.  She'd realized it was hisboy thing!
As she continued to look at Mr.  Tumnice, she was feeling very relaxed. 
She took another sip of her tea.  It was nice tea and she wondered if she
could have another cup.

   Lucy held out the cup and Mr.  Tumnice filled it up again.  He smiled
again and Lucy noticed that his boy thingy was a little bit longer now.  It
was a very pretty pink, and pointy.  Not like Peter's.  She giggled again.
Mr.  Tumnice did too.

   Lucy lay back in the chair, feeling very comfortable.  In fact she had
never felt so relaxed and as happy as she did now!.  "Don't you find it a
little warm in here, Lucy?  Would you like to take off your clothes?  It
must be very strange to wear clothes, they must be very uncomfortable."
Suddenly Lucy felt ever so self-conscious and hot.  Her clothes felt
distinctly uncomfortable and she didn't like having them on.  She reached
for the buttons of her cardigan, but her hands felt soooo heavy she could
hardly lift them.

   "Here, let me help you." said Mr.  Tumnice, deftly slipping the buttons
out of the button holes, then taking the cardigan from her shoulders.  He
bent down and untied her shoes and slid them off her feet.  She smiled
dreamily at him.  He stroked her face and said, "We'd better take them all
off, Lucy.  You don't want to be only half dressed, do you!" Lucy giggled
again at Mr.  Tumnice.  He was soooo funny!  And Mrs.  MacRudely would be
cross if she went around only half dressed....

   Mr.  Tumnice chuckled to himself as he eased Lucy's vest off.  Her
skinwas so white!  No fur anywhere, but never mind....she was the right
sort of size.  He slipped her white socks off her feet.  'Nearly there!' he
thought, a glistening drop of fluid dripping from the tip of his protruding
lipstick shaped boy thing.

   Lucy watched her new friend as he undid the buttons at the side of her
skirt.  His eyes twinkled at her as he said, "Lift up!  There's a good
girl!" She struggled to lift her bottom up.  'Why am I so tired?' she
thought.  Mr.  Tumnice slid her skirt off her hips and down her legs. 
Their faces were only inches apart.  They were looking at each other and
she felt an impulse to kiss him.  She leaned up and pressed her lips on his
for a second.  "I liked that." she said as she embraced his smooth upper
body.  "And I liked it too!" he admitted.

   "I think I want to do it again Mr.  Tumnice." She whispered, so he
leaned down, pressing his lips on hers.  This kiss, however, lasted longer.
His hands were moving up and down her bare body and up and down her legs.
Her hands were embracing his face, touching his little horns, feeling his
furry legs.  They parted after a minute of intense kissing, both panting a
bit.

   "That was lovely, Lucy" he said, and paused as if expecting a reply. 
Sure enough, he got one.  "Yes, that was lovely..." Lucy repeated in a
dreamy voice.  "I feel so warm here." she said as she laid her head on his
chest and rubbed her smooth legs against his furry ones.  "And I love you
being here." he told her as he rubbed his hands on her bare back.  His
hands made their way to the front of her body and slid over her chest. 
Lucy started as his fingers passed lightly over her hard little nipples. 
Then they went down her body and onto her panty covered hips.  "Oops! 
Aren't we silly!  We've forgotten these.  We should take those off as
well!" He said, now grinning happily.  "Yes....silly....off...." murmured
Lucy, her eyes lids drooping.  Mr.  Tumnice was now feeling very excited.
His pink Faun cock was now stiff and dripping spots of fluid.  Lucy, gazed
at it through half closed eyes.  "That's your boy thing, isn't it?" He
nodded.  "You can touch it if you want to.  You'd like that." "Yes, I
will....I'd like that...." Lucy tried to reach out but her hands were still
feeling very heavy.  Mr.  Tumnice moved forward.  He took hold of his hairy
sheath and slid it backwards.  To Lucy's surprise, a whole lot more of boy
thing came into view.  It looked bigger now.  She tried once more to reach
it, but couldn't.  Mr.  Tumnice smiled at her and asked in a low voice,
"Need some help, Lucy?" He took her hand and moved it to his cock, wrapping
her little soft fingers around it.  "There you are!  That's nice, isn't
it!" Lucy had a strange feeling that there was something amiss, but
couldn't quite concentrate enough to think what it was.  'Never mind', she
thought, 'besides, Mr.  Tumnice is such a nice person....Faun.

   "You should give it a kiss Lucy.  That would be nice." Mr Tumnice said
softly, a few minutes later.  moving his cock next to her face.  Lucy
giggled, and replied, "Yes, that would be nice...." and kissed the point of
it.  She giggled again as it jerked upwards, hitting her on the nose.  "Pop
it in your mouth, it's ever so nice to suck on." Lucy was feeling very
warm. Her cheeks burned and she felt hot all over.  She sucked his lipstick
shaped boy thing into her mouth, and slurped at it.  After a few moments of
noisy sucking, Lucy lifted her head and looked up at him.  "Why is it
stiff?" she asked.  "Because of you.' he told her.  "You are so pretty that
it got big." "My sister told me that when a boy's thing gets big, it means
the boy wants to have sex." Lucy now took her eyes off him and looked at is
cock.  "Do you want to have sex?" "Oh!  What a good idea!" Mr.  Tumnice
laughed.  "You'll like having sex!" Lucy stared vacantly at him and nodded
her head slowly.  "Yes, I'll like having sex....what should I do?  I've
never done sex before." "First, let's get you ready." he said.  Lucy wasn't
sure what he meant but watched him as he reached down and started to rub
her pee pee.

   "That's nice, isn't it Lucy?" said Mr Tumn ice.  "Open your legs a
little more; that's a good girl!" She looked down and watched as Mr. 
Tumnice' finger was wriggling between the hairless lips of her pee pee. 
She thought it felt nice.  Not as good as when she did it herself, but
almost as nice.  Mr.  Tumnice' finger delved deeper into her.  "Ouch!"
cried Lucy.  "What was that?" she winced.  "Sorry about that Lucy....but
don't worry, everything's fine now!" His finger was still moving inside of
her and the feeling of pain was washed away with better feelings.  She was
starting to feel really good, moving her hips.  Mr.  Tumnice removed his
finger from her slit, much to her disappointment.  It was very wet and red
with a little bit of blood.  He slipped his finger into his mouth,
savouring the taste of this fresh young girl.

   "Why did you do that?" she grimaced.

   "You taste good down there." he replied, taking his finger back to her
wet slit and getting more wetness from her.  "Here, taste for yourself." He
offered his finger to her face.  She put it in her mouth and licked her
juices from his finger.

   "Mmm." she smiled.  "It does taste good.  Now are we going to do sex?"
she asked him.  He smiled at her and gave her a quick kiss.  "Yes, of
course we are!  Let's go to my bed, shall we?  It's nice and comfortable
there." He helped her up to his little bedroom, and lay on the bed.  Lucy
climbed onto the bed and lay next to him.  "Lay on your back Lucy, and open
your legs." She followed his instructions.  "Now, bend your knees and lift
them up with your hands.....that's it!  Good girl!" Mr.  Tumnice knelt
between Lucy's widespread thighs and gazed at her little hole.

   "Now, let's get my co....er....boy thing, into your cun....er....what do
you call this?" "That's my pee pee." said Lucy.  Again she had a feeling
that something wasn't as it should be, something her mother had once told
her; but she couldn't quite think what it was.  'I'm sure it's nothing
important.' she thought.

   "Yes, of course!  Your pee pee!  Now take a hold my boy thing and slip
it into your pee pee!" Lucy studied his boy thing.  It wasn't so big.  Not
much bigger than his finger....She pressed his boy thing against her pee
pee.  Carefully, she guided it between the outer lips.  Mr.  Tumnice could
hardly contain himself!  A Daughter of Eve!  His mates would never believe
him!  He lay on Lucy and kissed her.

   Now, Fauns may look like a cross between a man and a goat, but they have
a similar penis to a dog, but without the knot.  That's why Mr.  Tumnice'
boy thing was leaking so much fluid.  Like a dog's does, it was making sure
that it could get into even the tightest hole without much difficulty.  The
tip of his pink 'lipstick' boy thing was oozing slippery fluid, lubricating
Lucy's tight little pee pee.  Gently he pushed it into her, his juices
mixing with hers to make a very wet passage indeed!.

   "Ooooh!" Lucy breathed.  Gradually, he pushed more of his slender Faun's
cock into her.  In a minute he had finally got it inside her.

   "What do I do now?" Lucy asked.  "Nothing my lovely, just lay still for
me...." Mr.  Tumnice began to move his hips, his boy thing sliding easily
in Lucy's well-oiled pee pee.  "That's nice, let's keep doing it!"
whispered Mr.  Tumnice in Lucy's ear.  Lucy smiled, a vacant sort of
expression on her face.  "Yes....nice....keep doing it...." she murmured.
Mr.  Tumnice grinned and his hips moved faster.  Gradually his four inch
long, half inch wide boy thing was growing inside her.  Five inches long,
six inches long.  Lucy could feel it getting bigger.  It was going further
and further into her, and it was getting thicker too!  Indeed Mr Tumnice
could now feel the tapered tip of his boy thing nudging Lucy's cervix.  His
smiled broadened, and he pushed forward, holding himself in her as the tip
of his boy thing sought out and located the entrance to her womb.  Mr
Tumnice whispered,

   "Oh!  Lucy!  This is so nice!" she smiled at him as she felt him
swelling, getting bigger, stretching her.  His cock was now seven inches
long and an inch and a half wide, but instead of discomfort, Lucy felt a
sensation of pleasure, indeed, she began to have a little orgasm!  As his
shaft had thickened it had also grown longer, pushing forward, forcing the
tip into Lucy's cervix.  Lucy felt this but it didn't hurt her.  Mr
Tumncie's cock got bigger....but all Lucy felt was a wave of ecstasy.

   Lucy howled and writhed in the throes of a huge orgasm.  Mr.  Tumnice
grunted and he too started to climax.  "Gaww Lucy, I'm gonna cum!" Mr. 
Tumnice shouted as he shoved his boy thing as deep into her young body as
he could.  He moaned in pleasure as it jetted sperm directly into her
immature little womb.

   They lay there for some minutes.  He took her face into his hands and
drew her lips to his.  They kissed once more in their post-orgasmic glow.
Then his softening Faun boy thing slipped out of her and he rolled off her.
Lucy wrinkled her nose as his semen leaked out of her.  "That's very messy,
Mr Tumnice." "Yes Lucy." he said.  "Better get used to it, it's going to
happen a lot today!" He rolled her over and took hold of her hips.  "Push
your bum in the air Lucy...that's a good girl, you'll like this new
position..." As if in a dream, Lucy slowly crawled forward an inch or two,
her head resting on the bed.  Her knees bent and her bottom rose up.  "Yes,
I like this new position." She murmured in her Frianut induced stupor.

   Mr Tumnice shuffled closer to her backside, his cock enclosed in his
furry sheath.  He grinned as he stared down at Lucy's little pink anus, and
her dripping pee pee.  A little pink tip emerged from the hairy sheath.  He
pushed forward, Lucy's labia holding back his sheath, exposing his cock and
allowing it to slide inside her once more, it's passage eased by previous
deposit of semen.

   Mr Tumnice arched his back and leaned forward to cover Lucy's back.  As
he settled into his natural position, his cock slid in deep again, rapidly
expanding to its full seven inches, the pointed tip exploring her cervix
and entering much more easily this time.  Fauns fuck hard and fast.  Their
stamina is legendary and Mr Tumnice was young and fit.  He covered Lucy's
back for an hour, his rapid thrusting and constanly ouzing cock driving her
to orgasm time and time again.  Only after his third orgasm did his balls
run dry and he toppled of the hapless girl.

   t was getting dark outside and Lucy could see the weather was really bad
outside.  They were lying in bed and Lucy was sipping another cup of the
ever so nice Frianut tea.  "Oh no." Lucy lamented, "How will I get back
home?" "You can stay here tonight." Mr.  Tumnice offered.  "I don't have
much, but you are very much welcome to stay." "That is so kind of you...."
Lucy said in a faint voice, her head sinking into the soft pillow as the
tea induced slumber overcame her.

   When Lucy woke up she could hear voices.  She sat up in the bed and
realised she was feeling a little dizzy.  She looked over to the fireplace.
Mr.  Tumnice and another strange looking creature were talking and laughing
quietly.

   "Ah!  Hello sleepy head!  Come and meet my cousin, Mr.  Stellios." Lucy
pulled the sheets up to her chin and said,

   "But I don't have anything on!" Mr.  Tumnice shot a quick glance at Mr.
Stellios.

   "Oh, I see, OK.  Let me get you a nice cup of tea." Lucy felt that a cup
of tea might help her feel a little better.  Mr.  Tumnice poured a cup from
the teapot by the fire and brought it over to the bed.  She sipped the warm
Frianut drink, and immediately the dizziness went away.  In its place a
nice warm glow that filled her entire body.

   "That's the way, drink it all up!" said Mr.  Tumnice.  Lucy drained the
cup, then she said.  "I gotta go pee." "Over there." he said pointing to
his toilet.  It was in the corner of the room, a little white porcelain
toilet.  There were no walls surrounding it, it was open to the room.. 
They watched Lucy as she got out of bed and walked unsteadily over to the
toilet and sat down.  She didn't seem to worry that she was naked now. 
They could hear the tinkle of her golden spray splashing in the water. 
Using some toilet paper, she wiped herself, flushed, and stood up.

   "Come over to the fire, its nice and warm here." said Mr.  Tumnice. 
Lucy staggered a little, so Mr.  Stellios jumped up and held out his hand
to steady her.  Lucy stopped and stared at Mr.  Stellios.  He was much
taller than Mr.  Tumnice and had a beard.  On his head were two thick,
curled horns, that grew from the top of his forehead and grew back,
circling round to point forward just by his ears.  He was black, and his
arms and body were that of a man, but, like Mr.  Tumnice, his legs were
like those of a goat.  They were long with hooves and Lucy thought they
looked very strong.  'He can probably run very fast', she thought.  She
looked at him again and her eyes widened.  His boy thing looked like her
brother Peter's, but it was MUCH bigger!  In fact it was long and stiff and
pointing upwards.  Lucy thought it must be at least twelve inches long and
two inches thick.  It was black with pink patches.  The end of it was sort
of egg shaped and thicker than the rest.  And down underneath hung a huge
pair of hairy balls.

   Everything about it was at least twice the size of Peter's and Lucy
began to giggle.  Mr.  Stellios frowned and looked over to Mr.  Tumnice who
shrugged his shoulders and giggled as well.  Mr.  Stellios hunched his
shoulders and giggled too.

   "Hello, I'm Lucy.  I'm a girl." said Lucy holding out her hand.  The
strange creature smiled.  "Hello Lucy, I'm Stellios and I'm a Satyr." he
said as he took her outstretched hand.  'How odd,' she thought, 'no one
wears clothes in this land...' She looked at herself, she too was naked! 
'Oh well, never mind...I must fit in quite nicely.'

   Lucy felt much better now.  The tea had got rid of the dizziness, and
she was feeling much perkier now.  The only thing was that now everything
sounded louder.  She could hear Mr.  Tumnice and Mr.  Stellios as they
breathed.  She could even hear her own heartbeat!

   "Have another cup, my love." said Mr.  Tumnice.  His voice sounded like
a church bell, ringing and echoing in her ears.  She put her hands over her
ears, and Mr.  Tumnice grinned at Mr.  Stellios.  They slapped their hands
in a 'High Five'.  "Should we speak a little softer, Lucy?  asked Mr. 
Stellios.  "Yes please!" whispered Lucy.  Mr.  Stellios laughed and stood
up.  His black and pink boy thing was pointing straight up, almost touching
her face.  It was very long, thought Lucy.  It was in fact twelve inches
long.

   "Just suck this a while, Lucy.  It's nice to suck on." he whispered to
her.  Lucy opened her mouth really wide, but even then she had difficulty
getting it in her mouth.  "Yes!  You're such a good girl, such a good
girl...." Lucy coughed as it hit the back of her throat.  Mr.  Tumnice lay
back in his chair watching and stroking his thin pink Faun boy thing.

   "Yes Lucy, you're a very good girl." repeated Mr.  Stellios, his hand
massaging his big boy thing as Lucy sucked on the end of it.  "That tastes
good, nice to swallow...." said Mr.  Stellios, his twitching boy thing
spitting globs of boy juice into her mouth.  At first Lucy thought it
tasted salty but now it tasted really nice.  Suddenly he pulled it out of
her mouth and lifted Lucy up in his strong arms and carried her up to the
little bedroom, followed by Mr.  Tumnice.  The Satyr gently laid her face
down on the end of the bed, so she was kneeling on the floor with her body
on the bed.

   "I'm going to put my boy thing in your pee pee now, Lucy..." whispered
Mr.  Stellios, "....just like Mr.  Tumnice did!" He arranged her so that
she was supported by the bed.  He bent his knees a little, and lowered
himself so that his twitching boy thing was on a level with Lucy's little
girl pee pee.  Flecks of semen flew from the end of it.  Leaning forward,
he engaged the big egg shaped end of it with her little pee pee, and
pushed. Hard.  Lucy squealed.  Mr.  Stellios was a LOT bigger than Mr. 
Tumnice.  His 'lipstick' boy thing had gone in without any trouble, and had
felt nice even when it got much bigger, but even though Mr.  Stellios' big
boy thing had lubricated her with little squirts of is boy juice, it was
stretching her very wide!  Very wide indeed!

   "Stop it!  It hurts!" Lucy cried out.  Mr.  Tumnice reached over and
stroked her hair.  "There, there, Lucy.  It doesn't hurt now.  It feels
nice!  Help Mr.  Stellios get it in..." he said very quietly.  Lucy stopped
squealing, her tears coming to a stop.  Suddenly she smiled, weakly, but
definitely a smile.  She relaxed and looked round at Mr.  Stellios. 
"You're right!  It doesn't hurt now." Mr.  Stellios strained and heaved. 
His big boy thing was bending under the strain.  "It feels nice now..." she
murmured, lifting her bottom and moving it from side to side, helping the
big boy thing get further in.  Mr.  Stellios grinned at Mr.  Tumnice. 
"She's so tight!  You sure she's ready to breed?" "I think so.  She handled
me OK, but I suppose she may be a bit small for you....keep trying, I'm
sure you'll get there in the end." Mr.  Stellios pushed and worked it in
and out, each push getting him a couple of more centimetres up Lucy.  After
two or three minutes sweat was pouring off his brow, but he had half his
big boy thing in Lucy.  Wiping the sweat off his forehead he said to Mr. 
Tumnice, "That's as far as I can go, hold her steady!" And with that he
began to push his big boy thing in and out of Lucy with fast powerful
strokes.  Lucy smiled up at Mr.  Tumnice.  Mr.  Tumnice kisses her lightly
on the forehead and said, "What a good girl you are, Lucy!  And so lucky to
have Mr.  Stellios making you feel nice!" "Yes - I'm - so - lu - cky - and
- Mi - ster - Stel - lios - big - boy - thing - feels - ver' - nice...' She
closed her eyes and Mr.  Tumnice had to hold her in position for his friend
as she passed out.

   Lucy had regained consciousness to find herself lying on her back, legs
wide apart, with Mr.  Tumnice on top of her and Mr.  Stellios watching
them. `Mr.  Stellios is massaging his boy thing very fast.' thought Lucy.

   Mr.  Tumnice was just finishing, and Lucy could feel him squirting his
boy juice into her.  This time it felt much more comfortable.  "Ah!  You're
awake!" said Mr.  Tumnice.  "I just thought it would be a good idea if I
made you slippery before Mr.  Stellios had another go...." And with that he
jumped up to make way for the big Satyr.  Lucy winced as Mr.  Stellios slid
his big boy thing into her.  She was very slippery with Mr.  Tumnice' boy
juice and it went in with one good push.  It was still a very tight fit,
and Lucy could feel the big egg shaped end spreading her little pee pee as
it drove deeper inside her.  She winced in pain and began to cry as it
slammed into her cervix..  But Mr Stellios smiled and spoke soft soothing
words to her and Lucy relaxed and watched the room spin slowly round as the
big Satyr settled on her.  She lay in a dream like trance, savouring the
feelings of the Satyr's thrusting's, orgasm after orgasm began to wash over
her as his huge member ravaged her small body.

   After some time Mr.  Stellios threw back his horned head and roared. 
"Fuck Yesss!!!" Lucy thought that might be some foreign language, but
forgot about it when she felt floods of hot liquid inside her body and
thought how much more there was than when Mr.  Tumnice did it.  She was a
little surprised though, when, instead of getting off her, Mr.  Stellios
just carried on pumping his huge boy thing into her.  Mr.  Tumnice boy
thing had shrivelled and gone soft when he'd squirted his juice in her, but
the big Satyr had no such problems.  His stayed hard!  After about half an
hour and about a million Lucy orgasms later, Mr Stellios got off and Mr
Tumnice snuggled down on top of her.

   "Hello lovely Lucy...." as he slipped his boy thing into her, "you're
pee pee has got much bigger now, much easier for Mr.  Stellios to get
into..." Lucy couldn't feel Mr.  Tumnice boy thing.  It seemed to be lost
inside her.  She sighed and shuffled to get more comfortable, and a big
dollop of Mr.  Stellios juice slid out of her.  She hardly noticed when, a
few minutes later, he got off her and Mr.  Stellios lay next to her. 
Together they managed to get Lucy up on top of Mr.  Stellios and she
settled down on his furry chest.  It was ever so comfortable.  She began to
doze, so Mr.  Tumnice had to lay her legs out straight on each side of Mr.
Stellios' body.  He smiled and tilted his head as he looked at her red and
dripping pee pee.  He leaned forward and touched her little rosebud bottom.

   Lucy hardly moved when Mr.  Stellios big boy thing began to push up into
her again.  'Yes', she thought.  'I'm much bigger now...' as he hunched his
back and savagely drove his big tool up into her.

   Mr Tumnice crouched over the two of them, his lipstick boy thing
prodding between Lucy's spread buttocks.  She was SO sleepy that she hardly
noticed when it squeezed into her bottom.  Not that she cared, anyway....
"Ah!  Much better!" said Mr.  Tumnice with a chuckle.  "Tight, so very
tight..." His boy thing began to grow longer....

   And so Lucy lay there sandwiched between them, a dreamy, sleepy smile on
her face; her eyes watching coloured pictures floating round the room.  Her
body a sea of exquisite sensation as Mr.  Stellios concentrated on trying
to ram more and more of his thick, twelve inch boy thing into her and Mr.
Tumnice did her tight little bottom with his thickening Faun one.

   In the morning Lucy awoke with a big headache to find herself lying in a
big wet patch, between the two creatures.  Her pee hole and her bottom were
feeling sore, and felt sticky.  And was her bottom leaking boy juice?  She
staggered over to the toilet and sat down.  As she sat she broke wind
loudly, spraying boy juice as she did so.  She washed herself and patted
her now not so private, but sore places, with a fluffy towel.  When she'd
finished she went into the kitchen and made a nice cup of tea.  She took it
back to the bed and sat on the edge.  She felt very embarrassed about the
wet place.

   "Good morning Lucy!" said Mr.  Tumnice, sitting up.

   "Good morning Mr.  Tumnice.  I'm so sorry, I think I may have wet the
bed." Lucy mumbled, bright red with embarrassment.  "No no, don't worry my
lovely!  It's Mr.  Stellios.  He always soaks a bed when he
fuc....er....makes a girl feel nice...huge amounts of....what do you call
it?" "I don't know.  It's just boy juice isn't it?" "Yes!  Boy juice! 
That's it!" He laughed.  "Yes, gallons of the stuff....don't know how he
does it!  Those huge balls of his I suppose."

   Lucy sipped at the tea and her embarrassment and her headache faded away
in an instant.  In fact she felt happy and content now, even though she
knew she should be sad because she had to leave.  "I have to go now, I have
to get back.  But I'll come back to visit you, I promise." "Yes.  You must
come back, and bring your brothers and sister with you!" Mr.  Tumnice
smiled broadly as Mr.  Stellios pulled Lucy backwards onto the bed, and he
giggled when the insatiable Satyr rolled the little girl onto her front,
the tea cup going flying.  He laughed and helped her to get up onto all
fours.  She was a little unsteady.  But never mind.  Mr.  Stellios should
straighten her up a bit!

   "I've got lots more friends for you to meet!" he said, kneeling in front
of her and pushing his lipstick boy thing into her mouth.  "I'm sure you'll
like them and they're sure to just love you!" Lucy said nothing, but sucked
contentedly for a while as Mr.  Stellios mounted her and managed to get
about nine inches of his big thick boy thing in at the first lunge.

   Mr.  Tumnice showed her the way back to the lamp post where they first
met.  "My brothers and sister will be so worried about me, but what an
adventure I can tell them about!" "Oh!  Yes!" exclaimed Mr.  Tumnice, his
boy thing starting to protrude from his sheath again, in anticipation of
another tea party.  "They're always welcome to come and have tea with me!
Just remember not to tell them about the sex." Lucy nodded.  She was still
feeling a little woozy.  "Not to tell them about the sex...." A kiss on the
lips and then Lucy was on her way back through the trees until she started
to feel the furs and finally the door of the wardrobe.

   Back in the woods, Mr.  Tumnice and Mr.  Stellios were picking small
nuts from some bushes.  "Good quality Frianuts this year." said Mr. 
Tumnice.  "Better get a good stock in just in case she brings her brothers
and sister!" Mr.  Stellios raised an eyebrow.  "Brothers eh. 
Hmmmm......Pussy is nice....but you can't beat a nice tight arse!" he said,
absentmindedly stroking his rigid tool.  "I'll second that!" said Mr. 
Tumnice, his laughter ringing through the trees.  "Especially after
following you!"