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@sir-raptor Is that a gender-bent version of the fate weaver? Kyros has never looked better~!

What a cute little thing~! I want seven~!

Chapter 5 - A Knife In The Dark

Simon mulled over his conversation with the mayor. He seemed very uneasy about opening a lumber mill but wouldn’t go into detail. Just saying that it would cause trouble that Green Dail didn’t need. But he was practically bowing at Simon’s feet when he brought up opening the mine again. He then noticed that Yui was out and about, so he got into casual clothes and walked down to her island to talk.

“Hey, Yui. Any luck finding out how to break the binding?” He asked, getting down onto his belly to be close enough to hear the tiny woman.

“I have…” She said in a much more dower tone than Simon expected. “…But it’s too dangerous for me to ask it of you.”

“As bad as all that?”

“Indeed. Your great uncle was no wizard, so he gained the power of binding spiritual creaturs from a Fairy King. Del-Mog, to be specific.” She then pointed to an illustration in the book she was reading. The creature looked like a man but with hair and beard resembling a lion’s mane and golden deer antlers with all sorts of trinkets dangling from them on strings. Another noticeable feature was that the man was naked and had a member that made Simon feel very inadequate. “From what I understand, Fairy Kings are like the Asura or Yoki Shogun of my homeland. Chaotic, unreasonable tricksters who set you up to fail in the guise of fair trade. Is that correct?”

“I wouldn’t know, only ever heard the bedtime stories about never trusting faires you meet while playing outside, or they’ll take you away. So where does this, Del-Mog, live anyhow?”

“Funny enough, right next door. His kingdom is the very forest of your valley.” His conversation with the mayor made so much more sense just then. Chopping down the trees that fairies see as belonging to them is liable to get you turned into a frog, and that speaks nothing to the ruin a King of their people could muster. “At some point, your great uncle bargained for an artifact that could bind lesser fay… and all-powerful goddesses, apparently. And now that he’s dead, you’re the contract holder.”

“What is the artifact that he gave Balin?” The tiny goddess shrugged.

“I didn’t see him use it on me, trust me, I would have put an end to it if I knew what he was doing. It could be anything, a watch, a branch, his cock, anything could have been enchanted to serve as a binding talisman.” The little woman then became very uncomfortable. “The only way to break the bindings on me and the Brownies would be to destroy the talisman… Or ask the King to nullify the contract. Both present more danger than I would ever feel comfortable having you risk on my behalf.”

“Well… I…” Simon considered his following action very carefully. The pudgy little man was hardly the bravest sort until earlier that day, he was scared of Voe, and a Fairy King was on a whole other threat level than a prankster spirit. “Couldn’t I just use the talisman to unbind you?” Yui just shook her head.

“Only you can use it, and last I checked, your no sorcerer. And you would either need a member of Dol-Mog’s court or a fully-fledged wizard to show you how to use it. And approaching a powerful fairy with what they might perceive as a stupid question will get you killed if you’re lucky. And any sorcerer you higher as a tutor would probably try and steal it, make it answer to them, then we would belong to that jerk instead.” Yui then got onto her knees. Her head bowed in despair. She then flinched as she felt Simon’s hand wrap around her gently, in as close to a hug he could accomplish given the size difference.

“I accept the risks, though admittedly, I will be looking for the option that presents the least risk.” Simon’s words so moved Yui. She had more or less expected the meek little man to give up when he understood that his life would be at risk. She grabbed onto his pointer finger in as tight a hug as she could give. And being a literal goddess, she was strong enough to hurt his finger a bit as she embraced it.

“Oh, thank you, Lord Bell! If there is anything I can do for you, just let me know! I mean it, a blessing, a bath, a happy ending, ANYTHING!”

“I um… I’ll let you know if I need anything,” Simon said with an awkward smile and a blush. Letting the hug go on for a few more moments before wishing her a good day and heading off. He had a feeling that the next person he was heading to see might be able to help with their problem.

…

Simon followed the directions to the letter, and had arrived at Voe’s lair. The cave entrance was littered with the bones of wolves, bears, deer, and any other dangerous animal, and the breeze wafting out of the cave smelt like the last breath of someone dying of some terrible sickness.

“VOE! CAN YOU PLEASE COME OUT!? I WANT TO TALK!” He screamed into the cave, hearing it echo deep into the mountain. Only to get the response of some rabbit bones tossed at him. “Voe, please, I just want to talk.” He said, much quieter. Seeing as she was close enough to throw things at him, he didn’t need to yell.

“Fuck off, fat man!” The unmistakable voice of the invisible she-beast yelled as she pelted him with more bones.

“I want you to come back to the house!” Then pelting stopped, then he felt something crawling up his back. Turning his head slightly, Simon was eye to eye with the 2ft terror. He could feel her chest pressed against his back as she clung to him, making the poor man noticeably blush.

“Say that again?”

“I want you to come back to the house. You can mark whatever you are most emotionally attached to, and I promise not to get rid of whatever you mark.” The scaly little woman thought on it a moment before moving her very sharp claws to his neck.

“What’s the catch!? There’s always a catch with you humans!” Simon trembled meekly, doing his best not to piss himself.

“No catch! Honest… But if you feel inclined-”

“Aha! So there is a catch! I should do weird things to your butt for lying to me!” Simon then yelped as he felt that scaly tale of hers give his ass a poke.

“No, no, not necessary! You can still mark whatever you want to keep even if you say no… But can you give me, or at least tell me where to find, Balin’s talisman or binding?” There was a moment of silence between the two before Voe scurried around his body to look him in the eyes.

“And what do you plan on doing with it? Let me guess, free those poor little cunts trapped in the house?”

“More or less, ya.” She then rolled her eyes at him like he just said something really annoying.

“How pathetic. You really are just a good little boy, aren’t you?” Voe said like it was an insult. “You have the power to bind beings with more power in their pinkies than you do in your whole body to do your bidding, and you’re squandering it!” She practically spat in his face.

“So your not going to help me then?” Voe then began to shake Simon, almost making him fall over.

“AARRRG! See, you are bigger and stronger than me. So you could grab me by the neck and squeeze until I give you what you wanted! But nooo!” She yelled at him. “Hell, I’ve seen the bite-sized bitches practically throw themselves at you, and you’re still holding back.” She then let go of his shoulders and landed right before him.

“I don’t know what you want from me, Voe. I’m willing to give you something that means a lot to you, even if you help me or not, and you spit it back in my face.”

“I want you to fucking earn that talisman!” The Kobalos said as she pointed at him accusingly. “You short, fat, four-eyed, limp dicked, momma’s boy!”

“ENOUGH!” Simon said, swinging his hand down and slapping her so hard that she hit the ground hard. He went wide-eyed, shocked, and horrified at what he had just done. He never had so much as spoken impolitely to a woman, let alone sent one to the ground with a slap to the head. His first instinct was to see if she was ok, help her, apologies, and beg forgiveness. But he realized that this was the only way she would willingly cooperate, so instead, he moved down to one knee and pinned her by the neck face down into the dirt.

“Struck a nerve, did I?” Voe chuckled as she moved her head to look up at Simon with one eye. Wearing a smug grin as she did.

“Shut up, newt! I tried to be polite, reasonable, even kind to you, and all you did in return was insult me. No more, not without reciprocation, you will give me what I want, or I swear I will sell every last piece of junk you and the old man gathered over the years to the lowest bidder! Do I make myself clear?”

“Hmm, let me think?” Voe said in a playful tone, trying her best to get on his nerves and succeeding.

“Let it never be said that I didn’t try to reason with you.” Simon moved his hand from her neck and pinned her with a knee to her back. He was using his now free hand to grab and hold up her tail, smacking her ass with his other hand. “Do I have to keep going, or will you be a good little imp and give me that talisman?”

“Did you feel a breeze bass by just now?” She said with an evil grin on her face. Earning her another hard spank, then another, and another. Simon didn’t keep track of how many times he struck the Kobalos’s little bottom. What he did pay attention to were the faces she made. The vile little creature seemed to enjoy the punishment, so he struck her harder. Time had no meaning as he paddled Voe, only stopping when his hand started hurting. Her ass was a bright red, and she curled up under him, twitching and whimpering. Simon was horrified at what he had done, standing up and stepping back a few steps, tears forming in his eyes.

“I’m so sorry, Voe…” He half-whispered. She then weakly, painfully, got onto her feet, the pain as evident in her eyes as the smile right under it.

“So you can bite then? Good.” She said in an almost respectful tone. “You will need a little malice to use the thing without hurting yourself.”

“You…” Simon studdered out, it all becoming horrifically clear. “You goated me into… D-doing that… To h-help me!?”

“The talisman of subjugation was made with the worst intentions. You need to be able to show it who’s boss if you don’t want to end up… Well, I actually don’t know what would happen, but it wouldn’t be pleasant for you!” Voe then scurried back into her lair, and after a few moments, she came out with what looked like a dagger made out of some monster’s tooth. “Your talisman, my Lord.” She said, bowing as she presented the cursed thing.

Chapter 4 - A Day In Her Shoes

Dolly was doing her daily chores, using her glammer to remove dust or grime from every surface on the Grim Castle. Glammer wasn’t magic, or at least how humans understand what magic is. Dolly and her mother couldn’t control water or conduct weather-controlling rituals like Yui. They are mostly stuck with telekinesis, using their will to move objects with the same straight they would have if they were big folk. Only with time and practice could one remove stains and individual dust particles as they could. It is the mark of a true master to tare oneself apart on the molecular level, then will yourself back together somewhere else. There are legends among Brownies that some have glammer so strong they could move through objects, levitate entire houses, and teleport a dying person and put them back together perfectly healthy, even reversing the aging prosses. But Dolly’s mind was far from such nonsense, instead focusing her thoughts on her new master.

“Ok, the west wing is done!” She said to herself, her hands on her hips in proud display. “And the master is still out of the house, so I shouldn’t be seeing anything I shouldn’t when I go cleaning in his chambers.” In a moment and a flash, Dolly destroyed her physical form, gathered the invisible dust, then put herself back together on Simon’s bed. Her nose scrunched the moment the smell of it hit her.

“Well, I know what gets cleaned first!” She then began a systematic cleansing of the dirty bed. What would have taken a few hours for a maid and a washing board took Dolly ten minutes of focus and ethereal might. Dolly was not an arrogant person, but she did know why Brownies were so sought out by big-folk. They are just better at keeping things nice than any human could not to discount how hard humans work. She actually thought it was pretty cool what humans could do without glammer. When she was done with the bed, she moved on to the rest of the room, then stopped when she noticed some underwear that was not in the basket.

“A runaway, hmm?” She said playfully to herself as she sparkled down to the floor. Then she smelled it. It was a similar smell that was on the bed, but far more portent. “Ugh! Is that what man parts smell like!?” She was at first repulsed, but the more she breathed in the masculine stench, the more interested she was in it. Pulling it over with her glammer, she laid down on the crotch of the underwear. Panting hard as she felt strange things happen to her body.

“I wonder if it actually smells like this~?” Dolly moaned out as she began to rub herself against the underpants. Then, realizing just how scandalous it would be if she were caught, she teleported under the bed with the dirty thing. She then decided to have some fun, blushing hard as she used her glammer to simulate what she thought it would feel like if Simon used his massive fingers to rub her ass and hips.

"Oh, master~. How scandalous of you to just start having your way with the help~."Dolly panted as she pleased herself, using her glammer to strip herself down to nothing and float inside the stinking garment. “You wild man~. Stripping me down and shoving me down the front of your pants like this~.” The masculine musk filled her lungs as she panted, her sweat mixing with the grime, causing the pungent smell to start clinging to her body. Dolly then used her left hand to begin massaging her own breasts and her right to rub her clit. “Have you no shame, Lord Bell~!?” She moaned out as she masturbated. She was able to keep her thumb on her clit while she moved two of her fingers into herself, Dolly couldn’t get too deep like this, but she was able to keep rubbing the clit while fingering herself. “You perverted little man~! Molesting an innocent virgin like this~! You delightfully thuggish beast~!” Dolly screamed as she began to please herself more roughly, faster, harder, deeper, until at last she came. She lay limply inside the dirty underwear, breathing deeply of the man-stink as she cuddled up to the mast rancid part of it.

“I wonder if my first time will be this good… I wonder who it will be with…” Dolly muttered to herself. She spent a few moments recuperating before cleaning herself and returning to work.

…

By all rights, Yui shouldn’t have been able to hear the Brownie girl pleasing herself, and she did her best to ignore it.

“Pervert,” Yui said dismissively, using a massive poll to turn the page of the book she was reading. Of course, the mini-goddess pride would never let her say it out loud, but she was somewhat jealous of the house fairies. They would just wave their hands and move things like the bigger mortals, while despite having the actual power to control the weather, Yui has to use tools just to turn the pages of a book.

“Fuck I really need a promotion!” She said to herself, cursing how her position determined her form. The Devine Bearocracy, the government of the gods in her homeland, gave every god and goddess under their control a role in the functioning of the universe. Yui was a part of the Holy Department of Water Flow and Bountie. Under Devin law, all water was contractually obligated to bend and shape to her will, as well as all water-based weather phenomena. Now, if she were given dominion of a lake or prominent river, she would have been at or near human size, a portion of the ocean, she would have been massive. But being the low-level local goddess of a mountain spring that only supplied a small village, she was bite-sized.

“This is all Ai’s falt! If my bitch sister didn’t sabotage my interview, I would be running the water supply of a significant triad city by now! Not heating the bath water of some western pigs and his bloodline!” She screamed as she shook her fists to the sky. “It will take me thousands of yours to walk off this humiliation! I’ll be lucky to have dominion over a swear when I report back to my superiors!” She fumed with rage before drifting into melancholy.

“If I can get out of here…” Said half-whimpered. The more books she burned through, the more it seemed like the only way she would become free was if she somehow wiped out the entire Bell bloodline. And she suspected that Simon would not be open to that as an option. She remembered when she wanted a break from the oppressive tyranny of the Bearocrasy, to see the world and meet new people. But at that moment, she wanted nothing more than to be back in her middle-of-nowhere town, praised for every minor bit of good fortune some patty farmer experienced, and showered with gifts to revers and bad luck. It was a pathetic little domain, but at least she was a queen there.

“No!” Yui scolded herself. “I will be free, reclaim my realm, and leave nothing but drought and famine when I leave this cursed land!” She growled as she used the poll to turn to the next page. But then thought on it a bit. Did she want to punish everyone for the sins of one man? A week ago, she would have said yes without question, but then Simon Bell walked into her life.

“Maybe I’ll spare the valley if he asks me. Or if he agrees to be my consort, would he be a good consort? He’s not exactly the standard definition of male beauty, round gut, mousy glasses, a little short for a human.” Yui said dismissively, then started rubbing her chin as she mulled it over. “But he did bring me the books that might hold the key to my freedom… And he seems uncomfortable in his Lordly role… Perhaps he would be more comfortable serving me?” Then a truly evil grin formed on her face. “And it would be so sweet to own the descendant of the arrogant mortal that thought to take possession of a goddess! That settles it! When I am free, I will claim him as my own… If he’s ok with it, I’m not a rapist after all.” Yui said as she continued her reading, then went wide-eyed as she spotted something.

“Well… This makes things more complicated.”

…
((This part has some minor gore, I couldn’t fit all the tags I wanted, so here is the warning. Skip to the next bit if minor gore is too much.))

Voe ran and didn’t stop running until her feet hurt too much to keep running. Then, using her ability to turn invisible, she curled up in a garbage can and wept.

“Fuck!” Voe screamed to no one in particular. “Why did I say that to him!?” Voe said as she pulled on her hair. “I just want things to go back to the way it was! I want Balin back!” She screamed in a haunting, echoing voice that she had when invisible. Voe and Balin had a very complicated relationship. Some days, she was just his hunting dog others, she was a sympathetic companion for him to confide in, and others still, she was just a hole for him to use as stress relief. And as clearly toxic as it was, she loved it and him. Balin was like one of the Dark Lords of old, a ruthless killer, and an all-consuming force of conquest and destruction. Serving as his hound, thief, assassin, whore, it just felt right to Voe. Anything he wanted, he took, from minor trinkets to the most treasured relics. Food, treasure, a woman’s body, even literal dirt once, he wanted it, so it was his. And now he’s gone, and only Voe seemed to care. That is what hurts most.

“How am I supposed to endure your absence, my Lord?” Voe whimpered. A lost little monster, unsure about what to do without someone to tell her what to do. Then she heard the tell tail sound of someone trying to scream through a gag. She peeked out from her garbage can, then she saw it. A Fairy, one of the ones with butterfly wings, was being bound by a Drider. From the angle of the future meal, it seems she was trying to save some pixies from the web and then got ambushed. Voe thought about just watching the dumb bitch get digested alive from the inside out and slurped up by the Drider. But she felt like being more hands-on, crawling up the wall and only allowing herself to be seen when she grabbed up the Drider in her claws.

“What the!? Hey, drop me right now, cunt! Or you’re going to get bit!” The three-inch little spider woman screeched as she writhed in Voe’s grasp.

“I’m immune to most venom. Also, you should know that this isn’t about. I’m just having a bad day.” Voe didn’t even let the little thing in her claws respond before she got to work. Grabbing onto one of her wiggling little spider legs and ripping it off. The screaming of the helpless creature put a smile on Voe’s face, reminding her of better days. She took her time taring the little woman to pieces, she begged and pleaded naturally, but the Kobalos didn’t pay attention, focusing on that her victim was screaming rather than what she was screaming. By the time she was done ripping legs off, the itsy bitsy spire had died of blood loss, so she had tossed the limp corpse into her mouth and ate it. She then turned her attention to the fairy and pixies on the web. They trembled before her, wide-eyed in terror. She grabbed up the fairy. She was of similar size to the Drider she just killed, her arms and wings bound tightly against her body, but her legs were still free from webbing. She then used her free hand to remove the webbing from the mouth of the little thing.

“By the king’s gilded antlers, please don’t hurt me!” Was the first thing the fairy said to her rescuer, hearing a laugh from the she-beast.

“Do you say that to everyone who saves your life?” Voe said in a mocking tone. “How ungrateful. Maybe I should leave you here to starve to death, bound and helpless.” The Kobalos laughed, earning a few tears from the tiny woman wiggling in her grasp. But then the fairy froze as stiff as stone when Voe’s thumb started rubbing her little tits. “But I think I know just how you can thank me~.”

“I-If it earns my freedom… So b-be it…”

“Don’t be such a dower flower~. I intend to make this pleasurable for you too, my cute little playmate~.” Voe teased as she moved the fairy’s lower half up to her mouth. Her razor-sharp teeth grazed the soft, delicate flesh of the scared little thing, making her shack in pure terror as her waist passed the lips of the monster holding her. She forced the fairies legs to spread inside of her mouth, her tiny knees pressing against Voe’s inner cheeks as the larger woman slobbered and sucked on the little one’s lower half. Half-hearted panting came from the fairy’s lips, then a deep gasp as the monstrously sized tongue roughly slithered inside her womanhood. Voe moaned as she savored the taste of the tiny bitches deepest depths, the feeling of the oversized tongue wildly writhing inside her made the fairy twitch and spasm from the intense sensation. Even when the poor little thing did cum, Voe didn’t stop until she got a second orgasm out of the little woman. Puling the fairy’s lower half out of her mouth, Voe giggled at the minor scratches her teeth made on the fairy’s thighs, a little memento for the little one, if she survives what happens next.

“Did someone enjoy herself~?” Voe asked in a mocking tone.

“I-If under less… pant Less stressful circumstances… pant pant.” Voe then giggled and tickled at the fairy’s belly.

“See~. I told you it would be good for you~.” She then closed her free hand around the little fairy’s legs. “Now deep breath, cuz it’s my turn~!”

“What? No, no, no-” The little woman protested right before she was shoved head first right up Voe’s pussy. The Kobalos bit her lower lip as she moaned from the rough fuck she gave herself using the poor fairy as a dildo. Only pulling her out after a minute or two of use to let her get a breath, then shoved right back in. Voe crawled into the windowsill and lay under the spiderweb as she slammed the poor fairy deep and hard inside her. Then after a good fifteen minutes of it, she clenched down hard on the little woman as she came. Finally, after taking a minute to relax, Voe pulled the fairy out of her and brought he up to her face. The poor little thing was bruised all over, bearly breathing, and could hardly keep her eyes open. Voe wondered if she maybe went too far, feeling a little bad.

“So sorry, cutie. I didn’t mean to go so rough.” Voe said, trying to sound kind, but it was hard for her. “Here, let me get that webbing off.” The poor fairy was then shoved head first into the Kobalos’s mouth, only her waist and legs stuck out of Voe’s mouth. The poor little fairy was face to face with the bigger woman’s gullet as she gulped down the web that was clinging to her body. And just when she thought she was next to be swallowed, she was spat out with enough force to land right on Voe’s belly. “I’ll just lay here until you recover enough to fly off on your own.”

“How… pant pant Kind of you…”

“Ya, I do that sometimes,” Voe said smugly before belching.

…

Magdalen did her job, the same job she had been doing for over twenty years. Well, not everything she had been doing for all that time. Dusting, polishing, dishes, whatever needed cleaning, sure. But her new Lord didn’t seem interested in having his way with her, or thankfully Dolly. Not that he isn’t attracted to her or the others, she can clearly tell he was. He just seemed not to want to take advantage of the women in the manor. Ironically, that charming attitude was just what made Magdalen ok with the idea of him having her like that. Humphry then walked up to her with a checklist in hand.

“Good day, Mis. Magdalen. Have your duties been performed to the usual standard?”

“Good day, Humphry.” The use of his first name casually made the old man brustle a bit, amusing the Brownie to no end. “Yes, I have fulfilled all that is required of me this day.”

“Good, good…” Humphry then started checking boxes on his list. “Did the young Lord… That is to say… Have you-”

“No, Humphry, he hasn’t asked for anything other than the one kiss I gave him a few days ago.” The old man then got quite flustered, amusing Magdalen even more so.

“I don’t mean to be nosey…”

“It’s more than ok. I’m confused as well.” She said as she leaned against a wall of sparkles and floated next to Humphry as she continued speaking. “Not that he isn’t into women or anything, he’s just… Not taking anything I offer.”

“Very well… But if he does start being… Less than gentlemanly… You will tell me, right?” Magdalen smiled, floating over to sit on Humphry’s finger when he offered it.

“Still trying to protect me, Duck Boy?” He chuckled at her using his old nickname. Humphry then moved a finger to her cheek, and she leaned into it.

“I’m only sorry I couldn’t have done more over the years.” The one-eyed elder said as he brought Magdalen up to his lips. His lips were gentle on her face, it took a few years of practice for them to master kissing a tiny woman, but he got it down by that point. “And you’re sure that nothing has happened to Dolly yet?”

“Her maidenhood is still intact. Never fear. I trust Simon not to take it by force.”

“I worry so much for that girl. I don’t think I could love her more if she were my own doughtier.” The old man said as he walked.

“And what makes you think your not? Ask her yourself if you like. You have bin the biggest male remodel in her life.” Magdalen then moved up to hug his cheek. “And if I had my pick of masters, we both know it would have been you rather than Balin.” He then moved a hand to return her hug, chuckling a bit as he did.

“Oh, trust me, if I could still get stiff down there, I’d show you just how far that mentality would take you~.”

“Oh realy~?” Magdalen said as she tapped the tip of his nose. “You know, my glammer might be able to help with that~. If your willing to let me try, Duck Boy~.”

“If you insist, Sparkles~.” He said in a little bit deeper voice. Moving his finger to start provocatively petting her spine and making Magdalen moan as she rubbed up against Humphry’s cheek.

“EW!” Dolly said as she saw the very public display of affection performed by her elders. “Could you two go to his room or something for that!?”

“What’s that, dear? Get naked and do it right here? Well, normally, I would say no, but if you insi-”

“No! No! No! NO!” Dolly then teleported away in quite a hurry.

“Now that was just mean, Magdalen.”

“True, but she could have just teleported away and not make a sean of it. Now, how about we go to your room and see what we can do~?”

Chapter 3 - Not So Lovely Stroll

Simon was going over the financial paperwork for his new estate, and it was all very piss poor. The iron mine was still more plentiful, and the trees in the valley’s forest were of higher than average density, making them profitable for lumber. What happened to cause the industry to plummet was his great uncle’s wanderlust. To pay for his ridiculous adventures, he cut the number of workers in half, gave them shit equipment to work with, and overcharged the products to the point that no one but the desperate were buying. Short-term profit, for long-term financial desolation.

“Stupid, selfish, bastard…” Simon said as he rang the bell to summon Humphry. It took a few moments for the older man to come.

“You needed something, my Lord?”

“Yes, I did, Mr. Malard. I want someone to take me about the town. I will need to mail some letters and speak directly to the mayor of Green Dail.”

“On what matters, if I may be so bold?”

“I am going to be asking for the manager of the auction house back in the city to come down and help me pick what to try and sell off first. Then, I will use the money to start the mine back up, and get a lumber yard set up. I want the mayor to be directly involved in spreading the word and helping me get people interested in working for me.”

“Oh… Jolly good, my Lord. I will see if our cook or groundskeeper can be your guide.” Humphry said as he walked out of the study. Simon then moved to his wardrobe, opened it, and looked over his clothes. He decided on a yellow suit he bearly wore, it screamed, I’m important, but not afraid to have fun. He started changing when a flash of light startled him and made him fall over.

“Ok, time to get clean-WOW!” Dolly screamed and turned away, covering her eyes. “I am so sorry for barging in on you, master! I’ll leave right now, so sorry!”

“Dolly, its fi-” Simon tried to say, but she teleported out before he could explain. “-ne. Well, this might get awkward when we talk later.”

…

The groundskeeper David was kind enough to take Simon about town, and the village was in a very sorry state. Green Dail used to be prosperous. You could tell by just how rundown it was and how many abandoned buildings there were. People were clearly struggling, proving that all his feelings for his great uncle were justified. That bastard doomed Green Dail, all so that he could play adventurer.

“Welp, those are the letters sent. Better go see the mayor.” Simon then saw it, it was only a moment, but he saw Voe. It seemed the Kobalos was not bound to the house like the others, and was stalking him. Simon then moved his hand to the gun he kept in his coat, and began to amble into the nearest ally. He spun around quickly when he heard someone behind him, pulling out his gun and not seeing who he expected.

“Ah, hell! Sorry big man! No offense, ay?” A very human mugger said as he put his knife away and ran off. But Simon didn’t have much time to stay confused as he got shoved to the ground by Voe. Who lept from the shadows and kicked him on the lower back.

“And what did you do a stupid ass thing like that for!?” The she-beast said as she hopped onto his chest.

“Why are you following me!?” He asked back, seeming to anger the little brute.

“I was covering you, because you are clearly the kind of stupid little shit that would get yourself killed by chasing a butterfly into the wrong part of town. Which, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, is all of the fucking town right now!”

“What, you are here to protect me?” Voe then sat up on his round belly and crossed her arms, pouting. Not only looking oddly cute with her bottom lip out but coincidently pressing her breasts together in an appealing way.

“Ah, right. Because I’m not allowed to be nice to anyone, right? Because I’m just a trash picker free loading where I don’t belong, right?” She bared her teeth as her tone became more and more aggressive.

“Sorry! It’s just that we didn’t really get off on a good note. And everyone back at the manor seems just to expect the worst of you.” Voe looked like she was about to have an outburst. But then seemed just to give up and lay back on him. She was resting her stinking clawed feet next to Simon’s face and laying back on his belly.

“Ya, I suppose I did kinda dig that grave for myself, didn’t I? But I’m not all bad, you know! I’m just sensitive and have trouble interacting with people healthily.”

“Why did you decide to be my bodyguard today?” Voe squirmed a bit, unintentionally kicking Simon in the face lightly. At least he hoped it was an accident. She then sifted herself to cuddle up to Simon, her chest and abdomen feeling softer than he expected as she snuggled up against him.

“Your all that’s left of him… Balin…” That was the first time in a long time Simon had heard his great uncle’s actual name said allowed. “We were thick as thieves, him and me. He always took me on his expeditions, seeing strange new places, fighting and killing things I didn’t even know existed. And sometimes during lonely nights…” Then the truly unexpected, Voe started crying into Simon’s chest, clinging to him like her life depended on it. Simon then moved his hand to start petting her hair, and despite how clear it was, she might have never washed the greasy mess. Comforting her was more important than his comfort at that moment.

“You’re safe, Voe. I’ve got you.”

“It’s just so hard hearing how everyone talks about him!” She sobbed. “Like, I know he wasn’t a good man. And some of the things we did, even I couldn’t enjoy. But he wasn’t just the monster, you know!? And you’re going to get rid of all his stuff… All those adventures we went on… All those memories… It’s like everyone just wants to forget Balin ever existed! But he mattered to me! I loved him! And you can’t just erase everything that we had! It’s wrong! I hate it! I hate you!” Voe snarled as her pupils dilated, and just when Simon thought she was going to attack, she ran instead. Simon waited for a few minutes before getting back up, and realized that he needed a new suit. The one he currently wore was covered in monster-girl grease and tears, as well as ally gunk.

“Well, I guess I need to find a tailer.”

@olo What a good little thing~. Serving her master, as all tines her size should~.

Chapter 2 - Less Than A Pleasure To Meet You

Simon walked into the dining hall, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes just in time to see that the tinner table was held up using the gilded ribcage of some massive humanoid of unidentifiable origin.

“I hate this house so much.” He said to himself as he sat down at the head of the table. Simon was then startled by a flash of light right before him.

“TADA!” He heard one of the fairies scream. When he finally stopped seeing dots, Simon could appreciate what was before his eyes. A lovely plat with two eggs, two sausage patties, a slice of toast, and a biscuit. A small glass of orange juice, milk, and a hearty mug of coffee. All with Magdalen and Dolly standing next to various mixes, souses, and jams. “Is this to your liking, my Lord?” Dolly asked with a proud look on her face.

“I’ll have to have a taste to see.” Simon then took a bite of egg, then nodded in approval. “Excellent, my regards to the cook.”

“We will inform her after your meal,” Magdalen said. “How do you like your coffee, my Lord?”

“I can take care of that. No need to bother yourselves.” Simon said between bites of biscuit.

“You say that…” Dolly stated as she took a step toward his plate. “But we can give that little bit extra flavor.” She said as she snapped her fingers, making a flash of sparkles. She was just too adorable for Simon not to chuckle.

“Well, who am I to say no to such a generous offer? Three cubes of sugar, and some cream, if you please.” The two then got to work. Cubes of sugar sparkled as they levitated into his cub, and the saucer of cream did the same as the mother-daughter duo worked together to pour in some of the cream. Simon watched as the contents of his mug sparkled wondrously as it was magically stured. Then, with anticipation, he lifted the cup to his lips, but he spat the coffee right back out and started coughing.

“Master, are you ok!?”

cough cough "I’m -"cough “- fine… A bit on the salty side…”

“Salt?” Magdalen questioned, then a pissed expression formed on her face. “Zoe! You get out here this instant and apologize to our new Lord!” Simon was startled by the sudden outburst from the normally docile Brownie, but he was more unsettled by the wicked laughter that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere.

“Just because you popped out the brat doesn’t make you everyone’s mother, Maggy!” Said the wicked voice from everywhere. “Besides, I don’t much care for him. Liked the other guy so much bette-” Magdalen then sent a wave of sparkling light to a corner of the room, revealing the voice’s owner. Much to Simon’s horror. “Found me~.” The naked creature was a humanoid woman standing 2ft tall, covered in greenish-gray scales, with a rat-like tail, dirty short black hair, and long claws on her hands. He yelped rather pathetically when the strange creature scurried over, climbed up the back of his chair, and looked down on him with its cat-like yellow eyes.

“H-He-Hello…” He muttered quietly. Not sure if he wanted to be heard.

“Aw, what’s the matter, four-eyes, never seen a Kobalos before?” The creature laughed. “I think I might like you after all. Names Zoe, you going to finish that?” She said, pointing at his breakfast. But before he could meekly respond, she was grabbed up by Humphry. Zoe then hissed as she slashed wildly. Being held up by her tail didn’t seem to be something she enjoyed very much.

“Forgive me, my Lord,” Humphry said as he handed Simon the newspaper. “We try to keep the Goblin outside, but as you can see, it finds its way in regardless.”

“I’m a Kobalos, you racist fuck!” She screamed as she tried to get him with her claws, but missed every time. Zoe lost all air of malice and now just looked like a fussy cat on its way to the bath.

“I will return once I have evicted the vermin,” Humphry said as he walked off, Zoe hissing and madly swinging her arms as she was carried out.

“Well… I’m awake now.” Simon said as he took a drink of orange juice. Still seeming a bit frazzled, making the Brownies all the more concerned.

“Oh no, poor master,” Dolly said, looking at how stressed he had become. “Here, I’ll clean you up.” She then moved her hands up, and the fresh coffee stains sparkled before evaporating. “We should do something for him, mother, but what?” Dolly said while looking at Magdalen, wanting her to magically fix it like parents always seem to do.

“My Lord, if I may be so bold?” Simon nodded, allowing her to continue. “Perhaps you should take a bath after you’ve finished eating. The spring in your private garden can be heated by another pet that is kept there. Would that please you?”

“Yes… Yes, I have needed one of those, having done so much traveling and all.”

“Ya, I didn’t want to say anything, but-”

“Dolly! No insulting the master!”

“Sorry.”

…

Simon walked into his garden, finding the whole place an overly extravagant waste of wealth. Entire crops of exotic spices he couldn’t even name all of, and entire biomes of tiny plants on small islands between rivers erupting from a great spring at the center that could fit a dozen people, with its own little island in the center of that. The Brownies sat on each shoulder, looking very adorable.

“Yui lives on that center island in the bathing pool. She has the power to heat the water for your bath.”

“Wait, so I have to bathe in front of someone. My great uncle was a very disturbed man!”

“Indeed he was,” Magdalen said with a grim tone. “But she also had a house on the island. So she can go inside while you clean yourself.” A slight blush formed on her face before she spoke again. “Do you… Need my assistance bathing, my Lord?” Simon went red the moment he heard the question, and Dolly almost fell off his shoulder when she realized what her mother had just asked him.

“I, um… You see… Th-That will not be necessary!” Simon said a little more loudly than he intended, earning a giggle from the milf on his shoulder.

“Forgive me, my Lord. I did not mean to upset you. Have a good bath.” The two Brownies then disappeared in flashes of light. Moving down to the cavern lake, he continued across the bridge to the little island. There he found a tiny house next to some just as mini fruit trees, and on a ladder against one of those trees, a little woman, about 4inch, maybe 3inch, was picking fresh fruit.

“Um, excuse me, are you Yui? I’m saying that name right, right?” The tiny woman then looked up at him, and a rather unfriendly scowl formed on her face. She then waved him down, seems she couldn’t fly as Magdalen could. Simon then got down on all fours, getting a much better look at the unamused tiny. She had a far eastern skin tone and eye shape, wore her hair in a ponytail, and despite her robes being rather loose-fitting, he could tell she was well endowed in the places men usually prefer large and abundant.

“So, you’re the next bastard in line then?” Yui asked in a very stern tone.

“Y-Yes. I take it you are not pleased to meet me?”

“Well, at least you’re not as dense as the last creep.” Yui’s eyes then glow green for five moments, then steam starts rising from the lake, signaling that it was now hot. “Now, unless you want me to service you, I will be inside my house and try to ignore you.” She then started to walk away, looking very unamused by everything that had transpired.

“Wait.” She stopped as asked, then turned to Simon, looking very annoyed with him.

“What?”

“What did I do to deserve your scorn?” The tiny lady sighed at the question, then sat down on the tiny grass.

“I don’t hate you… I hate that you own me. Back in my village, the people your size worshiped me as the goddess I am. Why do you think all these plants that by all right should have withered and died underground thrive?” She then laid down on her front and looked up at Simon, holding her head in her hands as she did so. “Turns out the magic that keeps me prisoner here is some sort of bloodline crap. As long as you, or anyone related to you by blood, lives, I can never go home again.” Simon felt for the poor little thing, laying down on his side as he continued the conversation.

“Is there some way to break whatever magic keeps you prisoner? And is it the same magic that binds Magdalen and Dolly?” Yui seemed genuinely shocked by the question, needing a moment before responding.

“Yes… Yes, it is. And if I could just break it, I would have a long time ago.” She then rolled onto her back, scratching her chin as she thought. “I can’t leave the garden, just like the Brownies can’t leave the house. But if you bring me your great uncle’s books, anything marked with magic stuff. I might be able to figure it out, maybe?”

“Ok then,” Simon said as he nodded. “Once I’m done cleaning up and appropriately dry, I can bring them down for you.” He then stood up and started walking over to where he saw some bars of soap and scrubbing brushes. He then heard the faintest screaming from the ground. Looking over, he saw that Yui was trying to get his attention. He then crouched down to talk to her again. “Yes?”

“Why would you do that? Help me break free, and all of this will be gone.”

“Ya well, I never asked for, or earned, any of it. Plus, I feel very uncomfortable owning people, especially if you gals don’t want to be here.” Yui looked a little stunned, before bursting into hysterical laughter.

“You are nothing like the old man, are you?” Yui said as she rubbed a tear from her eye. “How about I help you bathe? I can control the water in this spring, and you won’t need a scrubby.” Simon turned red as a tomato, and tried to mutter out a response. But thankfully, Yui seemed to get what he was trying to say. “You’re right. We just met, after all. So I’ll just head back into my house. Promise not to peek!” She winked as she ran back into her home, and Simon just sat there, processing for a few moments before doing anything.

@smolchlo Indeed he is.

Chapter 1 - New Home

Simon Bell was never close to his great uncle, so it was quite a shock when he discovered that the bastard had left everything to him. Simon was not what you would call a lordly-looking fellow. Messy hair, short, with a bulge around the belly, and round glasses made him the spitting image of an accountant, which he was. But that was before he inherited an entire valley with woodlands, a formally prosperous mine, and a quaint little village named Green Dail. No, no more Mr. Simon Bell. Now it was Lord Simon Bell. That would take some getting used to.

“We are at your estate, my Lord.” The hunchbacked carriage driver said to Simon as he hopped around and opened the door for him.

“Excellent, sir, um…?”

“Glibs, my Lord. Patric Glibs, at your service.”

“Excellent, Patric. This should cover the ride. I should call you if I have the need to venture into town.” Simon said as he placed the payment in the man’s outstretched hands. And from Patric’s expression, he may have given too much.

“A moment for your change, my Lord.” Simon then waved his hand dismissively.

“No, no. That was the smoothest ride I’d ever had. Consider it a tip, and an incentive to make my requests a priority in the future.”

“Oh, very lovely, sir! Plenty classy!” The hunchback then rode off, giddy as a schoolboy. Simon had hoped he came off as Lordly enough, but a part of him still felt like an imposter. Looking upon his new home, he was very impressed, built into the side of the mountain, the mansion’s local name was the Grim Castle, which earned its name. Covered in hideous gargoyles spewing fresh water from the mountain springs and dower cloudy-gray stained glass windows, it was hardly a welcoming place. Indeed, his serving staff didn’t even come out to greet him as he arrived, a relatively big insult, as Simon was lead to believe from what little he knew of such protocols. He then entered the manor alone, not knowing what to expect.

“Hello? Is anyone here?” He called out as he entered, and the inside was just as unsettling as the outside, but for different reasons. The first sight that welcomed him was a carriage-sized dragon skull that served as the hearth in the main hall. And that was hardly the only oddity, tapestries, clay pots and jars, and even sculptures from countless cultures. All on display and with places to say where they were acquired, some as humble as jewelry made from exotic minerals to idols of foreign and heretical gods that towered tall and menacingly. Walking down from one of the two staircases flanking the dragon skull, an elderly fellow with a silk eyepatch in a fine suit walked down a little faster than was safe, and panted as he got to Simon.

“My deepest apologies, my Lord! We were not expecting you so soon!” the butler, it was clear that he was the mansions butler by this point.

“It’s quite all right, but I would have liked to meet the entire staff right away.”

“That should not be too difficult, my Lord. There are only the five of us.” Simon went slack-jawed.

“You’re pulling my leg! If I’m to understand, this manor requires at least a dozen staff, no wonder you couldn’t come out to greet me! How do you manage!?” The elder chuckled a bit.

“It is true we have more than we can handle most days, but we manage. First, forgive me for not introducing myself.” The butler then did a half bow. “My name is Humphry Malard, your butler and first among your serving staff.”

“A pleasure, Mr. Malard. Simon Bell, though I suppose you already knew that?”

“Indeed. Would you like me to take you to your bedroom? I understand that you took no less than three carriage drives to get here.”

“Yes, please. The drive from the city was long, and I would very much like to relax.”

“Excellent, sir, follow me.” As Simon was led deeper into the manor, the windows quickly vanished, replaced with pantings of lovely countryside. But what dominated every hall were more exotic trophies from distant lands. Almost giving him a heart attack when he turned a corner and saw a stuffed creature that looked like a mix between a wolf and a giant snake with moose antlers of all things!

“I feel like I’m staying in a museum. Did my great uncle really go to all these places to aquire these tacky things?”

“Indeed he did, my Lord,” Humphry said as he walked. You will find your new domain in a sorry state because of it. The lack of staff, the mine shutting down, the town in poverty. All to fund your seniors galavanting to god knows where and bringing back any kind of wonder or horror. I mean, electric lights? I’ve lived too long!" Humphry said dismissively as he opened an imposing set of double doors. “These are your chambers, my Lord. Please, ring the bell with a blue ribbon if you need me. The bell with the red ribbon if you would like… A little company. If you take my meaning.”

“My uncle could afford a whore, but not a bellhop? I have a lot of work to do in the coming days.” Simon groaned as he set down his bags. “Please bring dinner to my study tonight. I think I will be turning in early.”

“Excellent, my Lord. I shall return when your meal is prepared. What shall we make?”

“What do we have?”

“We are fully stalked, and we have a variety of exotic spices from the privet garden. Beef, chicken, pork, any vegetable you could desire.”

“A pot pie should do for dinner. I will only be having one course tonight, again, very tired.”

“As you wish, good evening, my Lord.”

“Good evening, sir Malard.” Simon looked over his new quarters properly. He was somewhat annoyed by what he found. His privet chambers were split into three sections, the study, the bedroom, and a privet garden. The study was messy with maps, books, cartography equipment, and hunting trophies. One of which was a stuffed harpy, but not one of the local variety. The body was mainly of a tropical bird with rainbow feathers, and the human torso and head were that of a dark-skinned woman with jet black hair. And the pictures on the walls were no less gruesome, one of his uncle standing atop the dead body of a dark-skinned elephant centaur more than four times his size. And others still of smaller demi-humans being strung up like dead rabbits with the sadistic bastard standing next to them with a child-like smile.

“Well, I think I will have quite the hard time sleeping tonight.” He quickly left the study and moved to the bedroom. It to was covered in trophies but of a different nature. Along the walls and in glass display cases were pinned clothing and nick-nacks, all looking like they were made for people from 2inch to 8inchs in height. Even entire tiny buildings looked like they were plucked up from some little village in a deep jungle or far east.

He saw a balcony and considered it odd, thinking he was inside the mountain. He walked out onto it and saw a breathtaking cavern with a massive garden of exotic plants. Lit by various electric lights and watered by a freshwater spring that looked like it doubled as a bath. “Ok, now this is just fucking ridiculous!” Simon proclaimed as he moved to fall backward onto the bed. Noticing the two bells on a desk next to his bed, he moved his hand to grab one, hoping to add a stiff drink to his meal order. His eyes went wide with horror when he noticed that he accidentally grabbed the bell with a red ribbon rather than the blue one. Then, suddenly, a flash of bright pink light burst like a flash bomb on the desk the bell was on. When he cleared his eyes, he was stunned by what he saw.

“Good evening, my Lord.” Said the two tiny women now standing on his desk in unison. Both were about 5inchs tall, with pale skin, shoulder-length ginger hair, and with plenty of freckles. One was an older woman, looking to be in her forties, and the other looked in her twenties, but both wore what could be generously described as humiliatingly revealing maid outfits.

“Oh my… I didn’t know my uncle had farries on the payroll.”

“We’re not paid. Me and my mother are your pets-.”

“Dolly!” Scolded the older woman. “Do not speak out of turn again, understand?”

“Sorry.” The younger woman muttered as she looked down and moved her hands behind her back.

“It’s more than ok,” Simon said in as comforting a tone as he could muster. “Please, introduce yourselves. And explain exactly what kind of pixes you are.”

“As you wish, my Lord.” The older woman said with a half bow. “My name is Magdalen, and this is my daughter Dolly.” The young woman gave a friendly smile as she waved at Simon, who waved back, chuckling a bit. The little lady was just adorable. “And we are Brownies, house fairies, tidy up and belong to whoever owns the house we are bound to.”

“Bound?”

“Yes, I was summoned and bound to this household when I was younger. Being unknowingly pregnant when I was bound, my doughtier was born into the old master’s serves.” A bit of a worried look came over Magdalen. “With your permission, my Lord, may my daughter go and assist in preparing your meal? There is only one cook, and she will need the assistance.”

“Very well, you may both go if you like. I kind of called you on accident.” Simon said an embarrassed grin on his face as he rubbed the back of his head. Magdalen then turned to Dolly.

“You go on ahead, dear. I’ll be right behind you.” Then, with a nod, Dolly disappeared in a flash of light, leaving Simon alone with her mother. “My Lord, if I may make a request?” Simon nodded, signaling her to continue. “You’re uncle… Never touched Dolly. Even when she grew into womanhood, he only saw her as a child, so his lusts were almost exclusively directed at me.” Magdalen then began to fidget with her hands a bit. “Please, I know we are yours. And you can do whatever you want with us… But please…” The tiny woman began to shake slightly, looking like she might cry. “Please don’t hurt my doughtier. I don’t want her to learn about intimacy like… Like I did… Please…” Simon was unsure how to respond. He was mainly shocked and deeply moved by everything Magdalen had said. Mostly on instinct, Simon wrapped his hand around the small woman, trying to embrace her in as close to a hug as he could manage.

“I… I promise not to hurt Dolly.” He said softly. If anything does happen, it will be with her consent. You have my word." Magdalen then grabbed around the base of Simon’s thumb, hugging it as tightly as she could while crying tears of relief.

“Thank you!” She sobbed out. “Oh, thank you, Lord Bell! Your mercy will not go unappreciated, I sware!”

“You have nothing to repay.” He said as he began to gently pet her head and upper back with his free hand. He began to notice how nice Magdalen felt in his hand, her every curve in his grasp, and how soft her hair and skin felt as he petted her.

“W-Will you be using my services tonight, or should I return to assist in your meal?” Simon thought about it a moment as he looked down at her, and she up at him. She was a gorgeous woman, and just feeling her warmth in his hand was enough to make him flustered. But he was a gentleman of honor and class, and it would not be proper to indulge in carnal delight after such a conversation.

“Um… Just a kiss for now?”

“As you wish, my Lord~.” Magdalen then began to sparkle slightly as she floated up to Simon’s face. She gave her master a smile that would make a weaker man wild with lust, leaning over to his lips to plant a gentle, tiny kiss on his upper lip. Then in a flash of light, he was alone. He was panting slightly at the experience.

“I have a bit of work to bring my new estate in order. But I suppose I should make time to get to know Magdalen later. Right? Right.” Simon said to himself as he tried to calm himself down before Humphry came up with his meal.

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