Chronicles of Eden - Act V (28 page)

“What the heck did you just do?” Alyssa asked.

“Oh,” Pip said before looking up with a troubled frown. “I saw some birds coming after me. I don’t like birds. They scare me.”

“Birds?” Daniel questioned.

“Yeah, they always try to eat me,” Pip explained with a pout. “Like I’m a little bug or something. I don’t like them.”

“You… you did all
that
… to get rid of some birds?” Daniel asked pointing up at the sky with disbelief. Pip merely nodded at him with a curious expression.

“Don’t you think that was a little extreme?” Falla shouted at her.

“I’m sorry,” Pip said remorsefully. “Birds scare me.”

“You scare us!” Falla remarked before hiding behind Daniel along with Luna. He glanced back to them then watched Pip carefully as he tried to process what he just saw the tiny monster do. Alyssa stared at the fairy with wonder before turning to Daniel with concern.

“I don’t think she should come with us anymore,” she worriedly suggested.

“If a single bird flies anywhere near this caravan we’re all dead,” Falla quickly pointed out.

“I don’t wanna get blown up!” Luna pleaded while holding onto Daniel’s back fearfully.

Daniel held his hand up to silence the girls then looked off towards Flairwood, seeing nothing moving within the quiet town.

“Looks like nobody in Flairwood is panicking. Hopefully they weren’t paying attention and didn’t notice the different colors flying about in the sky near the usual glowing balls of light.” He sighed and looked around at the town, hoping the giant butterflies weren’t terrified to death of what just transpired above their grove, then turned to Pip as the fairy was watching him with a frown.

“I’m sorry, did I do something bad?” she asked softly.

“Oh no, nothing bad,” Alyssa said slowly shaking her head. “I mean you could have blown us all up in a matter of seconds had your aim been a little off, but don’t worry about it, we’re fine.”

“I’m sorry,” Pip whined before crying as she flew in place in front of them. The group looked to each other then to the fairy as she cried while holding her hands to her face.

“Pip, it’s alright,” Daniel gently reassured her. “You just surprised us with your magic, that’s all. We’re not mad, really.”

“We’re terrified of you, but not mad,” Falla chimed in.

Pip wailed in sorrow before she flew over and hugged Daniel’s chest in a blur. The group watched as she clung to his shirt while looking up at him with a teary eye.

“I’m sorry, please don’t be upset. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, Daniel, I love you.”

“You don’t love him,” Alyssa scoffed. “You just want him to give you his seed.”

“No!” Pip whined while shaking her head. “I love him more than anything in Eden! I do! I would never let anything happen to him ever! He promised to take care of me, so I’m going to take care of him! Nothing will stop me from doing so! Nothing!”

Before anyone could speak up Pip suddenly bolted from Daniel’s shirt and flew straight over into Falla’s petal bra, the tiny fairy diving headfirst between the girl’s breasts with a happy giggle.

“Boobies!” Pip cheered as Falla screamed and stumbled back into the cabin, falling onto her back and thrashing around while Pip’s legs kicked about while sticking up in the girl’s bosom.

“
AH!
Get her off me!” Falla cried out while rolling around on the floor. Luna raced into the cabin to try to help her sister while Daniel merely covered his eyes with one hand. Alyssa watched Falla rolling around screaming while Luna was hopping about near her then looked to Daniel with concern.

“We’re not honestly letting her come with us still, are we?” she nervously asked.

“Do you have any suggestions on how to get her to leave?” Daniel asked glancing to her. Alyssa thought about it for a moment then slowly shook her head, with Daniel nodding and looking up at the sky while he heard Falla screaming behind him. “Then I don’t think she’s going anywhere any time soon.”

*****

Slowly walking through the dirt roads of Flairwood a nixie and ant girl were making their way towards the marketplace of the quiet and seemingly deserted town. Specca weakly groaned while holding a hand to her rear, feeling her legs wobbling with each step as she relied on Squeak to help her move.

“Oh dear lord,” Specca breathed out while her face was flushed. “She didn’t have to-
ugh!
Push that in so deep. I can hardly move like this.”

Squeak helped the nixie by having the girl’s arm around her shoulders, watching her with a slight amount of empathy as she squeaked a few times at her friend. Specca wearily glanced to her then looked back down while slowly walking with her.

“I don’t understand what you’re saying, but I feel as though you’re siding with Alyssa on this.” Looking back to Squeak she saw the ant girl nodding a bit with a raised eyebrow at her. “I just wanted to cool off in the river; you can’t condemn me for that. It’s my-
ungh!
My nature.”

Squeak shook her head and squeaked some more before Specca let go of her and stumbled over to the side, catching herself against a tree as she breathed heavily with eyes shut tight.

“I’m not going to make it... I’m going to die long before we make it back. That thing is so deep inside of me, I can’t take this.”

Squeak watched her friend whimper and struggle to stay standing with a gentle gaze then walked over and turned Specca to face the tree. The nixie looked back to her confusedly as Squeak then knelt down behind the girl and started licking under her skirt, with Specca letting out a yelp as she felt the ant girl’s tongue running up between her cheeks and causing waves of euphoria to roll through her.

“Squeak!” Specca moaned before she slumped against the tree, with Squeak holding the girl upright by her rear while she squeaked quietly with each lick she made. “Oh
god!
No, not here, not like this!
OH!
”

From nearby a set of eyes watched the ant girl and nixie from the shadows between two tree homes. The figure saw Squeak appearing to kiss and caress Specca’s rear, with the nixie now drooling and feeling lightheaded from both the ant girl’s saliva and what was deep inside of her.

“Squeak…” Specca breathed out as she wearily looked down to her friend. “Please… this is too much for me…”

Squeak ignored the girl’s words then promptly stuck her tongue deeper in, with Specca gasping and collapsing against the tree as she went wide eyed. Her legs trembled as she felt her mind going blank, a heavy moan coming out of her from the powerful feeling that shot through her ass before she passed out and went limp in the ant girl’s grasp. After a few more licks Squeak looked up to her friend with a smile and a simple squeak then showed puzzlement as Specca slowly slumped down onto the ground in front of her. Squeak tilted her head curiously while squeaking something, casually licking her lips before looking off to the side as she felt like she was being watched. From the shadows two butterfly girls slowly stepped out, both appearing to be the same age as the other girls and both wearing simple petal bras and leaf skirts similar to how Luna and Falla did. The two newcomers looked to each other curiously then to Squeak as the ant girl watched them with a twitch of her antennae.

*****

Slowly Specca started to regain her senses, a weak groan escaping her lips as she sat up and rubbed her head. She then flinched and quickly grabbed her rear as she felt the phallus clearly once again. With a cringe she looked around to see that she was inside a tree home. It was essentially a hollowed out space inside the tree, with doorway openings both on the ground level and up above, showing the giant butterflies didn’t use stairs but rather just flew from one section to another. The bed Specca was sitting on was made of taught green vines that were surprisingly strong and large smooth leaves that likely came from the towering trees over the grove, along with large flattened petals which were used as sheets and big curled leaves tied in round bundles to be used as pillows. Specca stared at the petals with wonder, questioning what kind of flower they came from, and then looked around to seeing a small window nearby and what appeared to be dozens of outfits hanging up next to a wall. The wardrobe had dresses and skirts of various and colorful designs, all made out of flowers and flora from the forest.

“Where… am I?” Specca asked softly as she stood up next to the bed. Her legs wobbled again before she caught her balance. She took a few deep breaths while trying to deal with what was inside her before hearing voices in the adjacent room along with some squeaking. Mustering all the strength she had to walk she made her way over to the doorway and peeked in, seeing another room with three giant butterflies and Squeak all gathered together in front of something they were looking at.

“Squeak?” Specca spoke up, with the ant girl and butterflies looking back over to her before Squeak showed a worried smile and squeaked something at her.

“You’re awake,” one of the butterflies said. “Are you alright?”

“What happened? Who are all of you?”

“Well,” another butterfly said before pointing to Squeak. “She was licking your butt in the road and you passed out.”

Specca blushed brightly and looked at Squeak with unease while the ant girl smiled weakly and shrugged while squeaking something at her.

“We weren’t going to pry as to why she was eating your ass out in the road like that,” the third butterfly spoke up with an awkward frown. “If you two like to get freaky like that we’re not going to judge. But when we saw she was an ant girl we had to ask her for her help, so we brought you two here.”

“Wait, her help?” Specca asked as she slowly walked in. “You know what she is? And what happened out there wasn’t what you think it was, really.”

“It doesn’t matter, all we wanted was her help. We know ant girls can treat wounds, and we needed her to do so desperately,” the butterfly said as everyone looked to what was in front of them again, with Specca coming closer then gasping as she saw too. Before everyone was a bed made of the same leaves and vines as the other, only this one had a critically wounded butterfly girl laying on it. Her wings were tattered and ripped, her left arm looked to have had its flesh peeled from the bone, her breasts were covered in blood as well as her thigh, her right eye was missing along with her right ear, her long chestnut hair was muddied and had blood in it, and her mouth was cut with dried blood going down her cheek to the bed. All over her body there were what looked to be bite marks, with skin and flesh having been ripped right off the poor girl almost like she was mauled by a pack of animals.

“Dear lord!” Specca cried out with her hands covering her mouth.

Squeak knelt down next to the bed and gently licked the wounded butterfly’s cheeks and face. The butterfly quietly whimpered and whined while her remaining eye stared up at the ceiling still.

“What happened to her?” Specca asked as she tried not to faint from seeing the condition of the poor monster.

“We told her not to go,” one of the butterflies said sadly. “We told her not to go but she insisted.”

“The poor thing almost didn’t make it back,” another whimpered before she started crying.

“Her wings… oh god, they were so beautiful,” the third said softly.

Squeak licked the wounded girl’s face then squeaked at her with a worried smile. Slowly her smile faded as she saw the butterfly’s eye staring up at the ceiling with an empty gaze. Squeak waved her hand in front of the girl, got no reaction, and then slowly looked up to the others as they all saw the lifeless look in the butterfly’s eye.

“No… Rachel?” one of them whimpered as she knelt down next to the girl and shook her shoulders lightly, getting no reaction out of her friend. “Rachel? C’mon, say something. Anything. Rachel! Rachel!”

“Don’t die on us!” another pleaded as the three gathered around their deceased friend. “Say something! Please!”

Squeak slowly stood up and backed away next to Specca, the two watching with remorse as the three butterfly girls cried over their friend.

“That’s horrible,” Specca mourned softly.

The three butterflies cried and held onto their friend, with one of them looking at Rachel’s face with sorrow. She hesitated then gently closed the butterfly’s remaining eye with her fingers.

“Rachel…” she whimpered as she lowered her head.

“Sister…” the other two said softly as they did the same.

“I’m… I’m sorry,” Specca spoke up. The girls looked back to her with teary eyes as the nixie felt her heart ache at the sight. “I wish we could have helped. I do.”

“It’s not your fault,” one of the butterflies said as they turned back to their fallen sister. “I fear even if we found your friend earlier she wouldn’t have been able to help us with this. Nobody could.”

“What happened to her?” Specca asked worriedly. “How did… how did she die like this?”

“She managed to flee through the forest,” one said softly. “She couldn’t fly, so she ran. She ran and ran as fast as she could. She made it past the fluugher and the arachne, all on foot.”

“We found her out near the edge of our grove,” another explained. “She collapsed before making it into town. We brought her back here, we were so afraid we were going to lose her.”

“Kari and Sara went looking for help,” the third said turning to Specca. “They found you and your friend out in the road, and hoped an ant girl could heal Rachel’s wounds. I had hoped that too when they brought you two here, but I was fearful it wouldn’t be enough.”

“I see,” Specca replied looking to Rachel with remorse. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think Squeak could have saved her from such severe injuries, not all by herself anyway. Her saliva can only do so much. But what happened to her? What was she fleeing from out in the forest that did that to her?”

“She told us before she died,” the first butterfly said as a look of horror came across the three girls.

“She told us what happened to her,” the second said as they trembled in fear.

“She told us what she saw in Rackleholm,” the third said before they looked to Specca and Squeak, the two travelers seeing sheer fright in their eyes as they started to get a bad feeling of what may be nearby.