Feeding the Fairy (CBT)

Hey everyone, hope you're all staying safe in these trying times! I'm staying safe and secure, but haven't been able to write anything new as of late, which is unfortunate because I've had so much spare time while cooped up at my residence and have pretty much wasted it on YouTube and browsing stuff on DeviantArt. Still, I do have a bit of a backlog of stories that were either pending or in the process of being finished, and here's one I found that was pretty much done save for editing! Gosh, I haven't revisited Talos in a while, but this quick little tale was an RP involving him and the OC of a friend who requested to remain anonymous. It's a good deal shorter than what I usually produce, but it has all the hallmarks of the kind of ballbusting stories I especially enjoy, though I find that extremely concerning and I suppose in the future I should try adding some more variety to my CBT writings. Oh well. ^^;

We hope you enjoy!


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Feeding the Fairy

by Skaea and an anonymous co-writer

Contains: F/M extreme ballbusting and sounding. NSFW.

Word Count: 2,585

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Visit the fairy realm for a day, they’d said. It’d be fun, they’d said…

If he’d been notified beforehand that the fairies were actually predatory, Talos would’ve had a lot more second thoughts. Especially if he’d known that the kind of flesh they liked was an especially tender sort - usually between the legs.

To his credit, it hadn’t taken the wyvern boy very long to find out about those facts himself (the hard way, mind). It hadn’t helped that the fact that he had the torso and face of a human, even with draconic horns and talons, wings instead of arms and of course his stinger-tipped tail, made him just another potential food source. One with especially large, tasty genitalia…

He’d stopped to take a breather next to a large tree some ten minutes into the trek when he heard a few zips around him, with small chattering, betraying the fact that something small and very fast was moving around him. It was a blur of yellow light that zipped this way and that way, going between his legs and inspecting him down there.

The wyvern boy glanced around, wondering if this was one of the fairies he’d heard about. “Uh… Hi?”

It was hard to spot the little fairy, for she was but a blur in the afternoon air. It wasn’t until he heard giggling and felt a hand press against the back of one of his balls, making them swing around, that he finally drew a bead on her. Next moment, though, she stopped in front of his face, allowing him to get a good look at her for the first time.

The little pixie was remarkably small, about three inches tall, with two pairs of rapidly moving wings on her back. Her skin was a soft chocolate color, and a big smirk on her face showed a very sharp set of pearly whites. She pointed down to his orbs and spoke in a tongue he struggled to understand at first, like a quiet, tinkling babbling.

He blinked in surprise. “Oh. Well, hi. I don’t know ya and probably can’t understand ya either, but uh, it’s good to seeya, I guess?” He waved a wing awkwardly.

She tilted her head, before pointing to his balls once again and pointing back up to her. She spoke some more (it sounded like someone hit the fast forward on an audio recording), seeming to be asking questions.

He looked down at his goods, those apple-sized nuts and a pair of schlongs a foot in length. Then back at her for a moment, and then sighed in exasperation. “Lemme guess… You wanna go at ‘em, huh?”

She blinked and tilted her head again, and then shook her head and showed her glistening fangs, a mouthful of little daggers in her mouth as she chomped the air a bit.

It dawned on Talos in less than a second… she might be hungry.

He shivered at the thought, his knees knocking together. “…why do they always wanna piece o’ dragon eggs?” he mumbled. This was not going to be fun, but she was certainly persuasive.

With a defeated sigh, Talos finally relented. “Welp, I’ve healed from worse…”

As she watched, he sat down at the base of the tree, spreading his legs and letting his nuts and twin footlongs rest on the ground before her.

She beamed in appreciation, and then zipped forward to plant a kiss on the forehead, leaving him with a pleasant tingling sensation there for a little while. But that feeling ended when the fairy landed on one of his members, and without a second thought, plunged her hand into the slit, spreading his left cock wide with the clear intent of crawling into it.

Which was, of course, exactly what she did a second later.

“Hnnngh-!” He realized a bit too late that she could barely fit, and was understandably taken by surprise when he felt his urethra stretching out very painfully. “W-what the-?!?”

As she squirmed her way down, Talos feeling a warmth burn down his shaft as she pushed her way in. The fairy now stretching out his cock didn’t stop there, her squirming continuing all the way through one of his seminal tubes. It felt almost like a kidney stone, except in his vas deferens and a good deal softer and more pliant.

Things changed dramatically, however, when she reached one of his nuts, where he felt her teeth go to work with a hard chomp into the epididymis of the gonad in question!

With a yelp of agony, he tried to clutch his balls with his claws, but to no avail. “AIIIGH-!! Oi, that shit’s d-delicate-!”

It felt like something had sliced through the epididymis with a red-hot knife, and he had a feeling she was nowhere near done with his left nut. He wasn’t wrong - she started burrowing into the testicle proper a few moments later, heedless of the organ retracting a bit towards his body in a bid to save itself.

The fairy was now chewing through the delicate nut meat of the back of his testicle, her teeth easily cutting through flesh and nerves, causing him to scream in total agony almost non-stop now, blowing fire from his mouth until his inner flame was wasted. As she began to consume the hyper-sensitive tubules and nerve clusters of his left ball, slicing and yanking them off in little bite-sized pieces, his left ball began stretching out significantly, the bulge betraying her form almost visible under the skin.

Uttering shriek after pained shriek, he kicked his talons in agony and tried again to cup his balls with his wings, but obviously couldn’t reach the fairy deep inside and could do nothing to keep her from emasculating him. To his quiet horror, however, his twin dicks become rock solid and start to leak pre onto the forest floor even as he felt the organ being painfully devoured.

It was some ten long minutes before she was done, but that was just the left testicle. Every last bit of it had vanished down her gullet.

“Y-you done?” he wheezed, hoping she would at least spare his right testicle. But alas, his hopes were in vain as he heard a faint, wet ripping noise and felt a bolt of white-hot pain shooting up from his right gonad.

“EEEYYYIIIOOOOWWWWW!” Talos yelled, his voice almost hoarse from all that screaming - unable to even blast any flames anymore. “I-I’LL TAKE THAT AS A NO!! OWOWOWOWWW!”

It turned out that this renewed pain was enough to push him over the edge. A thick stream of cum erupted from his right dick, and a significantly clearer fluid sprayed forth from the left, his eyes rolling back in his head as his body tried in vain to save his genes.

But now she was burrowing into the right testicle from the outer surface, gnawing through the tough testicle wall with only a nominal amount of difficulty, especially compared to the tender interior. It was about two minutes before she struck seminal tubules, and by the time she vanished completely into his remaining testicle and started ripping into them without mercy, he had almost blacked out from the pain.

Ten more minutes passed as she feasted, but to the anguish-ridden wyvern it seemed like forever. By the end of that particular session, poor Talos was collapsed on the ground, curled up in a ball and clutching his crotch - or trying to - in pure agony. He couldn’t even scream anymore, tears leaking down his face and a sickly pink mix of blood and cum dripping onto the grass and leaf litter.

The fae was almost done by then. She’d finished eating what she could, patting her tummy as she began to slowly pull the remaining nut guts out of his scrotum. He felt her little hands grabbing at the leftover gore with surprising strength, breaking them apart, almost all the nerves still kicking, the pain now eliciting nothing but a haggard, wheezing gurgle.

It was almost a relief when he felt the sting of her slowly crawling out of the same cock she’d entered. Once she’d reached the base of his shaft, she proceeded shoot up to the tip, exiting back out the way she’d come with a resounding POP! It left his cock slit gaping wide as the fairy hovered before her listless victim, holding a bundle of his nut guts proudly.

“I think I’ll be keeping these for later,” she said with a smile, her speech now a good deal more understandable to her castrated prey.

Still sobbing and all but catatonic from the pain, he glanced up at the fairy with a scowl of displeasure. He had let her do it, though, so he might as well lie in the bed he’d made - but it still hurt. A lot.

“Who… W-who are you?” he hissed, almost blinded by his own tears of agony and strands of his hair.

She smiled to him and giggled, winking to him as she made the ‘food’ poof away. “The name’s Cassia,” she replied, a shake in her tiny hips as though almost teasing him. “And I think I’ll be going now.”

Quite understandably miffed, the hapless wyvern boi could only slump to the ground in exhaustion. “You… could speak… my language… and you didn’t the entire time just to mess with me?!” He let his head fall to the ground with a groan of dismay. “Oooh… I’m gonna feel that in the mornin’…”

She shook her head. “I had a spell handy so you could understand me better. I couldn’t really think it up without a full belly, though~” Her tone was teasing, her smirk as wicked as a much larger predator.

“…ohhhh…” He glanced up at her weakly, but his expression was quite miffed even though he couldn’t even lift his tail. “…I’ll getcha for this, I can assure ya lil’ sh-”

“Oh shush, you said I could, and you didn’t think it through.” She laughed, sitting in the air several feet over him.

He glowered at her, and then rolled over so his back was to her. “I guess? But ya didn’t hafta go that far… Geez!…” He huffed, still trying to clutch at his groin. “…and I’m guessin’ you’ll want seconds when these things grow back, huh? Same with like what, every other guy ya bump into ‘round these parts??”

“Not everybody is this tough. I didn’t know you could grow those things back,” she replied, shrugging.

“So I can snack on ‘em again later, I’m guessing,” she teased. It was a moment before felt a tiny pair of lips kiss his cheek, sending a small twinge of pleasure through his body, leaving his cheek warmed just from the soft kiss. She fluttered away to hang back at a safe distance, though, so he wouldn’t be able to snatch her.

“Uhhh…” He blushed a little, surprised at the statement. “I don’t get that often, not gonna lie. Uh, thank you?” He winced as he prodded his empty deflated sack. “Still doesn’t hurt any less, though…”

“You’re welcome,” Cassia replied with a chuckle. “And don’t worry, pain is only temporary.” She says as she zips between his legs, kissing the mostly empty sack, almost zapping him with another twinge of pleasure.

Talos moaned in ecstasy, unable to find it in himself to be mad at her. “Ooooh… Hopefully you’ve got them magics to heal up whatever you’ve maimed. Y’know, like fairies always do?? I could use that right now, actually…”

She laughed a bit. “Well, I’m not a normal fairy, buuuuuut I’ll be nice.”

One small blip of light later, she was holding a wickedly long needle-shaped wand, which she aimed at his deflated sack. She jabbed forward, but instead of piercing the skin, she waved it a bit, and a pink spray was emitted from its tip which covered the large scrotum.

Talos then felt a soft tingling over the orbs that grew into a harsh ache of pleasure, the sadistic fairy then dusting his mostly broken cocks. Next thing he knew, his whole groin was almost burning with pleasure as every nerve shot off those receptors, possibly making him blow what little he had left as they began to heal up rapidly.

With a cry of pain, he started struggling again as the feeling made him cum, spraying onto the floor once again. He felt his ruined gonads heal much faster than normal in the meantime, the result itself being excruciating. At least he’d recover before long, though.

She swore she made it pleasurable, the fairy tapping on the wand with a frown, but Talos had his organs grow back alarmingly quickly, the pink mist still forcing him to spill his seed as it seeped into the skin and deep into the orbs. She was distracted, sure, but she guessed things would need to run their course…

It was actually a mixture of pleasure and pain, and apparently it was affecting him quite differently than other people - but that didn’t change the fact that it felt as though she was once again inside his ballsac, nibbling away. His dicks were hard as rock and spraying cum almost constantly now, like he was endlessly producing sperm and unable to stop…

Soon the flow stopped, leaving Talos with a deep ache in his newly formed balls, being empty of sperm but in perfect health. It was like she’d never slipped inside and had them for dinner.

“Least it helped you, mister toughy~” cooed Cassia, admiring the perfectly healed organs. He would almost swear she was looking at them hungrily.

Still, gasping, panting, and exhausted to the bone, he flopped onto the ground listlessly again with a relieved sigh. “G-Good as new… Th-thanks… I guess?…”

“You’re welcome,” she replied. “I know you’re not from here, but you’re welcome to visit if you want to try this again. Don’t worry, you’ll know me when you see me~” she giggled as she fluttered down and rubbed his head. The sensation filled him with an odd warmth, like he was a pet getting rubbed by someone dear to him, a lovely feeling.

He couldn’t help but let out a noise like purring from his throat, a rare sound reserved for gratitude - and it wasn’t every day that people were that considerate. “Hopefully. So, uh… You’re gonna be goin’, right? Ya sure ya don’t wanna stick around just a lil’ bit longer?” he asked, though he was somewhat doubtful about that, knowing how fairies were…

“We should cuddle, then~” she replied, before landing on his chest and patting it a few times. Soon her hands slowly rubbed at his chest, the warmth spreading through him once more.

“Sounds good to me,” he replied, draping a wing over himself to cover her like a blanket. “Uh… No hard feelin’s, right? I mean, I did ask ya to, well… you know…”

“No hard feelings here strong draggy~” She giggled to him, his wing practically burying her as he put it over him, her tiny hands rubbing his chest some more.

“Glad to… hear it…” he wheezed. As the feeling of her touch flowed over him, he finally fell fast asleep, his expression peaceful. She might be gone next time he woke up, but like she said: He’d know it next time she’d find him.

Visit the fairy realm for a day, they’d said. It’d be fun, they’d said…