Nassia and Ayla headed down the path leading away from the Faun and Nymph
Retreat. Ayla walked sedately, keeping her eyes out for any danger while Nassia skipped
happily, for the first time in her life feeling truly happy.
"Ayla, how do you know that this is the right path," Nassia asked as she shook
hands with a lady fingers plant growing on the side of the path.
Nassia paused, realizing that she had no clue that this was the right path.
"Well, um, this is the only enchanted path leading from the Retreat so we might
as well take this wherever it goes and get help from there," Ayla explained, hoping that
this path didn't lead to someplace nasty like the Everglades or the Curse Fiends Castle.
Suddenly a dragon appeared on the path, not just any dragon, but a fire-breathing
land dragon, the worst of the lot. Nassia and Ayla screamed and ran back the way they
came, it was no use, the dragon merely followed, heating up its internal furnace,
preparing to roast them both. Suddenly Ayla stopped, she realized that the dragon was
moving through the trees as if insubstantial. Dragons did not do that, they were very
much real.
"Nassia, stop running, this dragon's a phony," Ayla called to the terrified nymph.
Ayla turned to the dragon, looking a lot more brave than she felt, if I mess this up
we are both going to be dead, Ayla thought.
"Who are you, you certainly aren't a real dragon," Ayla shouted.
"Hmm, it appears you are right, my doe," the pseudo-dragon said as it changed
into a cloud of smoke
"My what?" Ayla asked.
"My doe, buck, stag, fawn, --,"
"Dear"
"Whatever," the cloud of smoke said crossly, forming itself into a luscious nymph
figure.
"Oh, its you Metria, I should have known, what do you want if you're here to do
mischief go away, I am business of the Good Magician Humfrey," Ayla said, slightly
peeved.
"Oooh, that old gnome, I thoroughly enjoy annoying him," Metria said, "this will
be more fun than I thought, interfering with a Quest."
Just then Nassia hesitantly approached Ayla and Metria.
"Who are you, I don't believe that I have ever seen one of you," Nassia said while
hiding behind Ayla's back.
"Oh, a little nymph," Metria said thoughtfully as she increased her bust to
compete with Nassia, "I am Metria, the demoness, here to annoy you."
Ayla interrupted Metria, "Look, demoness, if you're here to annoy us at least tell
us where here is."
"Here would be an enchanted path leading from the Faun and Nymph Retreat to
Castle Roogna," Metria said, "however, there seems to be a problem."
"Which I don't suppose you would care to tell us, would you Metria," Ayla said
sarcastically.
"No, I prefer to let you mortals blunder your way through it yourselves."
Nassia, Ayla and Metria continued along the path, heading towards Castle
Roogna. Ayla was slightly worried about what could be such a big problem that Metria
would come to laugh at them for. She shook off her worries just in time to hear Nassia
scream. Turning around quickly to look, she saw that Nassia had stumbled off the path
and fallen into some ill-tempered crab-grass growing along the side of the path. Ayla ran
over to help her up. Picking her up Ayla realized that Nassia was completely bare.
"Hmm, I think that we should be getting you some clothing," Ayla said, scanning
the area for something suitable. Ayla saw a rather large tree just off the path. She led
Nassia through a door in its bark and into a large dressing room inside surrounded by pair
after pair of panties.
"Nassia, this is a pantree, pick out a few pairs while I go to find some other
clothing, we wouldn't want you to freak anyone out, now would we," Ayla said winking,
"don't leave this tree until I return, it is safe, but the outside might not be."
Ayla left the tree and went in search of food and clothing. In the middle of the
path she saw a pie tree with ripe fruit. Ayla went to pick a ripe chocolate pie but it
wouldn't come off of the tree. Perplexed she pulled harder, but the pie suddenly
disappeared with a rude noise and she fell backwards onto the ground.
"Metria!!," Ayla shouted, achieving the rare double exclamation point, "you
horrible demoness, stop that mischief now or else."
"Or else what, sweetie pie, you can't do anything to me, I'm a demoness," Metria
said smugly.
"Oh yes I can, I can ignore you, and I think I will do just that," Ayla said,
brushing past the demoness as if she wasn't there.
"I'd like to see you try that, pathetic mortal," Metria said as she faded out.
Ayla went along the path, harvesting some breadfruit from a breadfruit tree, some
lady slippers from the lady slippers tree, and a few towels to drape over Nassia. She was
heading back to the pantree when she heard something in the bushes, rustling around.
Carefully putting her stuff down in the road, she bent down under the bushes to see what
was making that noise. Suddenly everything went black and Ayla fell into the waiting
hands of a pack of goblins, cackling evilly.
Meanwhile, Nassia was waiting in the pantree, having tried on nearly every pair
there was, from the plain black, to the diamond trimmed red pair, to the pair of sea green
panties with seashells on them. Not accustomed to wearing clothing, she choose a simple
pink pair that shimmered when she moved and a pair of blue panties with silver stripes,
nothing too fancy. Having made her selection she lay down on the red velvet bench and
waited, and waited, and waited. Suddenly a poof of smoke appeared in the room.
"Hello Metria, do you know where Ayla is," Nassia asked.
"Yes"
"Will you tell me?" Nassia asked again, even though she knew the answer.
"No"
"Hmph, then you can leave and let me get some sleep, I haven't ever walked that
much in one day."
"Fine, I will tell you, Ayla was captured by a horde of goblins who are about to
cook her in their big pot."
Nassia jumped up, really scared that the demoness was telling the truth, and ran
out of the pantree and onto the path. She heard footsteps in the bushes and, being the
naïve innocent (somewhat at least) nymph that she was, headed towards the footsteps.
However, when she heard goblin voices, she had enough sense to hid behind a pie tree
while the goblins walked passed.
"Hey, shove over Stupid."
"Watch where you're stepping, Moron."
Nassia watched as two goblins walked passed carrying a large bundle. She
gasped as she realized that the bundle was none other than Ayla. Waiting until the
goblins were passed, she headed back out onto the enchanted path. When she reached the
path she sat down as started to cry. She was in the wilderness alone except for a
mischievous demoness, with absolutely no clue what to do next.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
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Retreat. Ayla walked sedately, keeping her eyes out for any danger while Nassia skipped
happily, for the first time in her life feeling truly happy.
"Ayla, how do you know that this is the right path," Nassia asked as she shook
hands with a lady fingers plant growing on the side of the path.
Nassia paused, realizing that she had no clue that this was the right path.
"Well, um, this is the only enchanted path leading from the Retreat so we might
as well take this wherever it goes and get help from there," Ayla explained, hoping that
this path didn't lead to someplace nasty like the Everglades or the Curse Fiends Castle.
Suddenly a dragon appeared on the path, not just any dragon, but a fire-breathing
land dragon, the worst of the lot. Nassia and Ayla screamed and ran back the way they
came, it was no use, the dragon merely followed, heating up its internal furnace,
preparing to roast them both. Suddenly Ayla stopped, she realized that the dragon was
moving through the trees as if insubstantial. Dragons did not do that, they were very
much real.
"Nassia, stop running, this dragon's a phony," Ayla called to the terrified nymph.
Ayla turned to the dragon, looking a lot more brave than she felt, if I mess this up
we are both going to be dead, Ayla thought.
"Who are you, you certainly aren't a real dragon," Ayla shouted.
"Hmm, it appears you are right, my doe," the pseudo-dragon said as it changed
into a cloud of smoke
"My what?" Ayla asked.
"My doe, buck, stag, fawn, --,"
"Dear"
"Whatever," the cloud of smoke said crossly, forming itself into a luscious nymph
figure.
"Oh, its you Metria, I should have known, what do you want if you're here to do
mischief go away, I am business of the Good Magician Humfrey," Ayla said, slightly
peeved.
"Oooh, that old gnome, I thoroughly enjoy annoying him," Metria said, "this will
be more fun than I thought, interfering with a Quest."
Just then Nassia hesitantly approached Ayla and Metria.
"Who are you, I don't believe that I have ever seen one of you," Nassia said while
hiding behind Ayla's back.
"Oh, a little nymph," Metria said thoughtfully as she increased her bust to
compete with Nassia, "I am Metria, the demoness, here to annoy you."
Ayla interrupted Metria, "Look, demoness, if you're here to annoy us at least tell
us where here is."
"Here would be an enchanted path leading from the Faun and Nymph Retreat to
Castle Roogna," Metria said, "however, there seems to be a problem."
"Which I don't suppose you would care to tell us, would you Metria," Ayla said
sarcastically.
"No, I prefer to let you mortals blunder your way through it yourselves."
Nassia, Ayla and Metria continued along the path, heading towards Castle
Roogna. Ayla was slightly worried about what could be such a big problem that Metria
would come to laugh at them for. She shook off her worries just in time to hear Nassia
scream. Turning around quickly to look, she saw that Nassia had stumbled off the path
and fallen into some ill-tempered crab-grass growing along the side of the path. Ayla ran
over to help her up. Picking her up Ayla realized that Nassia was completely bare.
"Hmm, I think that we should be getting you some clothing," Ayla said, scanning
the area for something suitable. Ayla saw a rather large tree just off the path. She led
Nassia through a door in its bark and into a large dressing room inside surrounded by pair
after pair of panties.
"Nassia, this is a pantree, pick out a few pairs while I go to find some other
clothing, we wouldn't want you to freak anyone out, now would we," Ayla said winking,
"don't leave this tree until I return, it is safe, but the outside might not be."
Ayla left the tree and went in search of food and clothing. In the middle of the
path she saw a pie tree with ripe fruit. Ayla went to pick a ripe chocolate pie but it
wouldn't come off of the tree. Perplexed she pulled harder, but the pie suddenly
disappeared with a rude noise and she fell backwards onto the ground.
"Metria!!," Ayla shouted, achieving the rare double exclamation point, "you
horrible demoness, stop that mischief now or else."
"Or else what, sweetie pie, you can't do anything to me, I'm a demoness," Metria
said smugly.
"Oh yes I can, I can ignore you, and I think I will do just that," Ayla said,
brushing past the demoness as if she wasn't there.
"I'd like to see you try that, pathetic mortal," Metria said as she faded out.
Ayla went along the path, harvesting some breadfruit from a breadfruit tree, some
lady slippers from the lady slippers tree, and a few towels to drape over Nassia. She was
heading back to the pantree when she heard something in the bushes, rustling around.
Carefully putting her stuff down in the road, she bent down under the bushes to see what
was making that noise. Suddenly everything went black and Ayla fell into the waiting
hands of a pack of goblins, cackling evilly.
Meanwhile, Nassia was waiting in the pantree, having tried on nearly every pair
there was, from the plain black, to the diamond trimmed red pair, to the pair of sea green
panties with seashells on them. Not accustomed to wearing clothing, she choose a simple
pink pair that shimmered when she moved and a pair of blue panties with silver stripes,
nothing too fancy. Having made her selection she lay down on the red velvet bench and
waited, and waited, and waited. Suddenly a poof of smoke appeared in the room.
"Hello Metria, do you know where Ayla is," Nassia asked.
"Yes"
"Will you tell me?" Nassia asked again, even though she knew the answer.
"No"
"Hmph, then you can leave and let me get some sleep, I haven't ever walked that
much in one day."
"Fine, I will tell you, Ayla was captured by a horde of goblins who are about to
cook her in their big pot."
Nassia jumped up, really scared that the demoness was telling the truth, and ran
out of the pantree and onto the path. She heard footsteps in the bushes and, being the
naïve innocent (somewhat at least) nymph that she was, headed towards the footsteps.
However, when she heard goblin voices, she had enough sense to hid behind a pie tree
while the goblins walked passed.
"Hey, shove over Stupid."
"Watch where you're stepping, Moron."
Nassia watched as two goblins walked passed carrying a large bundle. She
gasped as she realized that the bundle was none other than Ayla. Waiting until the
goblins were passed, she headed back out onto the enchanted path. When she reached the
path she sat down as started to cry. She was in the wilderness alone except for a
mischievous demoness, with absolutely no clue what to do next.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
A/N: Please review this piece if you read it. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!!!!!