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                Mudge

made his way into the local Thieves' Guild outside of Stanuchery Town dragging

like he had just singlehandedly beaten off an attack by the Plated Folk. He

made his way to one of three taverns located within the network of tunnels and

set his bag on the counter. Pulling himself up rather painfully, he ordered a

drink.                Now

this was the Thieves' Guild, so mind you it was pay first, drink later. There

was no honor among thieves. The otter pounded the counter, and a silver coined

rolled out of his pack. There was a two or three second delay, so that made it

more impressive. He took the coin and shoved it under the bartender's nose.                 "Brandy.

Bottle. Small glass. No questions. Do I make meself clear?"                The

bartender looked at the coin, determined its value, and generously gave him an

equivalent brand. Mudge pried off the top, sniffed the contents and took a

swig. Finding it suitable, he poured some in the shot glass and set it inside

his bag.                The

bartender eyed him curiously. There were a lot of weirdoes that came into this

place, but they were a brotherhood of sorts. And so you normally didn't go

poking your nose into someone else's business. 

But he knew the otter, and if there were any liquor left in a bottle to

be drunk, he did it before passing out. Putting some aside meant there was a

story. And everyone here liked stories.                "What's

up Mudge ole friend? You're normally shifty eyes look all haggard and beat ta hell.

Been keeping up late hours with someone's harem?"                The

otter sucked a long draw from the bottle. "Oi! I wish it were that simple. No,

it's only been only the one for a month straight now."                "One

gal that can tire out the bottomless sexual appetite of our ole Mudge? Now this

I 'ave ta hear with me own ears!"                The

rest of the various thieves gathered around. Mudge's exploits tended to be

legendary, even if half of them didn't believe him most of the time. Every

thief knew how to lie and the better the liar, the better the thief. Mudge was

one of the best in both catagories.                Rycal

the raccoon poked him in the ribs. "Otters are all energy. I'd like to bed

anyone who can tire you out!"                Mudge

downed some more of the bottle. "Careful what you ask for. Sometimes you get

it."                There

was a bit of cheering and mild applause. "Yeah Mudge! Bring us this girl. We'll

show her a thing or two. Knowing you, you only broke her in before moving on.

We'll finish the job for ya!"                The

otter looked over the top of his bottle. "Are you sure of that, me friends?

Because if you means it, I'll do me best to see to it that you get your wish."                There

was a resounding applause and catcalls from the tavern. Even the old bartender

threw in his two cents worth. "Mudge, anyone here will take any lady of any

type. No questions asked."                Mudge

smiled and drank some more of the booze. "Suit yourself. But I'll do ya all a

favor and tell you all about me exploits first. Then, if you're still up for

it, I'll make your acquaintance with this lady. And if she's into your offers,

then I'll not stand in your way."                He took

a big pull and set the bottle down. "Ya see, it 'appened by accident, it did. I

was wandering through the forest outside of Mesteroal, looking to find a lone stagecoach

or traveler to lighten of their load. You know 'ow I'm always looking to 'elp

me fellow creature. Anyway, I was searching the road and saw a sucker, errr, a

pilgrim in need of assistance coming up the road. I dived over a boulder and

got meself a surprise."                "I

landed on something that poked me backside. I thought it were a briar patch. I

wish it had been. No, it were something much worse. Twas a fairy."                There

were several immediate boos and hisses in the place. "There ain't no such thing

as no fairies. Little furless humans with wings and attitudes? Bah!"                A few

others grew solemn, including one old fellow who had this to say. "There is

such a thing. Old Paddy got a spell laid on him once. Swore  up and down to his dying day it was the

fairies!"                "Paddy

was a drunk and a fool."                "A

drunk; aye. And why? Because he had a spell laid on him by a fairy. He tweren't

no fool."                Mudge

listened to them argue for a while. He retrieved the glass from his bag and refilled

it before shoving it back in. He finally whistled piercingly. "Enough! You all

sound like a bunch of biddy hens arguing over who laid the biggest egg. So shut

the 'ell up and listen!"                "It

were this fairy you see. And she was thankfully alone. She looked like "ell

warmed over. Fairies crave company, so if there were to be a single one

floating around, it 'ad to mean something important. I shouldn't 'ave recognized

it at the time, but I didn't.  As it was,

she weren't too 'appy with me backside coming in contact with 'er face. She

stabbed it with her wand she did."                "Hey,

you fat oaf! Why the hell don't you look where you're going?!"                "Needless

to say gents, I lost me cool. I gave away me position to me intended, aaaah, recipient

of me 'elp, allowing 'im to make his escape off the opposite side of the road. I

grabbed the little sprite and was going to squeeze the sass out of 'er when she

froze me on the spot."                "She

pulled out of my grip and stood on me paw like a little queen."                "Look

otter", she says," I'm not in the mood for dealing with the likes of you. So I'm

going to leave you here like this until the spell wears off or someone finds

you and does something appropriate to your person.  Either way, you'll be out of my hair for

good."                "Thankfully

me tongue was still functioning."" But missy, I'd didn't mean no 'arm!

I was diving out of the way of danger, 'onest I was. "ow was I to know you was going

to bethere?"                "Shut

up otter. You look like a thief to me. Normally, I wouldn't care a whim about

you, but I happen to be in a bad mood and I don't feel like being nice."                "But

your 'ighness, you can't go leaving me 'ere. It wouldn't be 'umane!"                "She

looked me up and down she did."                "Otter,

I'll make you deal. You keep me company, and I'll spare your life."                "Done!"                "Are

you sure you don't want to think about it?"                "Missy,

you just offered to set me free just to be your companion. What 'arm could

there be in that?"                "Her

smile was rather grim looking."                "I

guess you'll find out. Who knows, maybe you'll work where others have failed"                 "That

gentlemen, was the beginning of the end. I figured with 'er 'aving powers and

all, life would be a cinch. There was no such luck for poor ole Mudge. As it

turned out the little thing 'ad been evicted from her group because she was an insatiable

nymphomaniac."                Now

here a fellow interrupted him. "Look otter, let's say I believe ya, and I'd like

to. Are you saying that your cock is so small you can screw a fairy? Careful

how you answer now. You've got a reputation to uphold."                Mudge

pulled another drink and turned to his accuser. With a well placed spit, he

sprayed the stinging fluid into his eyes. " 'ere now, don't go insulting me

privy parts. I'm getting to that."                "It didn't

take long, ya see, for 'er to make 'er move."                "Hey

otter, I need some satisfaction and I want it now!"                "I got 'er

drift, but not what she expected me to do about it. Like ya said, there's a big

gap between an otter and a fairy. She weren't unattractive, but seeing as me

cock would have split 'er in two, I wasn't certain what she expected of me. I

said as much."                "That

was when she put the spell on me again. Until me dying day I'll stay away from

the breed. They're evil little creatures, prone to doing no one any good."                Another

of his audience was getting impatient. "What happened? Did she shrink your cock

down to fairy size?"                Since the

bottle was empty, Mudge threw it with all his might. The one who had spoken

ducked in time and it smashed against the far wall. "Orckel, if you ask that

again I'll have everyone 'ere 'old you down while I give you a demonstration of

its size. Do I makes meself clear?"                He had.                "So she

looks at me and says; Otter, I can fix that problem in a jiffy. And she does.

She uses something she called a compatibility spell. Take the total mass of our

bodies and evens them out. I'm small and she's bigger. Sort of a neat trick

really. I could 'ave used it a few times in the past when dealing with Parina

the hinny. But suddenly, we was both the same size."                "Neat

trick, I told her."                "Neat

nothing otter. Get a move on it. I need some cock between my legs."                "Well,

you know me mates. I wasn't about to keep a lady waiting. I dove in with gusto,

and I never came back up. She might 'ave look like a 'airless human ape, but

she did have her wings to offset any objection I 'ad to her looks. And I didn't

really have none. She was a little plump, and a little unkempt, but livin in

the wood by yerself can do that to ya. "                "Oh she

was good, that one was. Her body was even more 'airless than a regular human. I

mean, a naked crotch and everything. Kind unnatural if ya asks me, but then

looks ain't everything. She got the spell down pat, that much was for sure. She

was tighter than a virgin mouse on her eighth birthday.  I got in halfway and had to pound a path the

rest of the way in. And she loved every minute of it."                "I

thought I'd hurt the lass, but they're made of sterner stuff, those fairies. I

guess ya hafta be when you're as small as they are. I thought I'd be doing the

screwing, but she grabbed a hold of me and went wild. I ain't never been raped

before, and I have to admit, it's sort of fun; for a while."                "It was

right then and there that I thought I was set. I had a gal that was perfect.

When we weren't screwing, she could ride on me lucky hat and no one would be the

wiser. In fact, I was even thinking, in the midst of me joyous pleasuring, that

I might be able to talk 'er into 'elping me in me profession. That paralyzing

spell could be a wonderful thing to immobilize the object of me desire to lend

me help to, if ya know what I mean. I could pick a pocket and be gone before

they could move."                "But

there weren't going to be no pick pocketing, or thieving, or anything. It was

just sex. Day in and day out. I mean the first twenty or so times was great,

but when I couldn't get me poor pecker to respond anymore, out comes the wand

and poof!, there I was hard again. I've had some insatiable girls in me life,

boys, but none like this imp. She was sucking me dry and spelling life back

into me so she could do it again. It wasn't any fun after the second day. No sleep,

no food and no booze; even for an otter there apparently can be too much of a

good thing."                Hestrach

the wolf snickered. "Too much sex for an otter? She must have been the very

embodiment of the love goddess!"                Mudge

tapped the bar for another bottle. A coin rolled out. The bartender procured

the requested spirits.                "Goddess?

She was something, that much is for certain. 

More like a virago in my opinion. All she did was want more, more, more!

And when I had no more to give, again with the wand. I pleaded with her that I didn't

have it in me anymore. It didn't matter. It finally got so bad I let her

stiffen me cock and she let me sleep right through it. First time in me life I

ever did such an ignoble thing!"                One in

his audience dared dispute that claim. "How would you know if you happened to

be asleep at the time?"                Since

the bottle was full, he didn't thrown it. Simply ignoring the heckler was much

easier.                "The sleep

was good, but when I awoke, me cock was so sore I might very well have been

masturbatin' against a she-porcupine all night. This little fairy, she didn't care

a whim about poor Mudge's pain. It was sex, sex, sex. It got so bad I even

thought about running away, and ole Mudge, 'e's never run away from a willing

female in 'is life!"                One of

the other members of the crowd spoke up. "But you're here now, ain't ya? How'd

you manage to get away?"                "Now

that, me fine friend, is a question to be asked. For ya see, I ain't away from 'er.

She goes where I go. I came 'ere tonight to see if I couldn't get out from

under me onus."                Hestrach

 growled with laughter. "Are ya sure ya don't

mean anus?"                Mudge

frowned. " 'ere now, don't get me going on that bit either. She'll take in any

hole she's got, no questions asked. I ain't much of one for the back door

gents, but she didn't care. In the front, in the back and back in the front

again. I didn't mind plugging her arse. It was as tight as her front. But it ain't natural, I tell ya."                A few

of the onlookers were searching the room for any signs of the little sex

machine. Most of them didn't know the real size of fairies. Only the bartender

had kept tabs on the otter's unusual behavior. He was staring at the bag on the

counter. He distinctly heard a hiccup come from within.                Mudeg

rapped the counter with his knuckles. "Olmeria, come on out love. You've heard

all these fine gents attest to the fact that they'll be 'appy to do your

bidding. So make like you said and let me go!"                A small,

winging creature crawled out from the sack. She was obviously very drunk and

very full of herself.                "Ok

otter, you win. I'd rather have a roomful of cock to have than just yours, even

if you are a lot of fun. I see there's a good variety in here. This should do

nicely for the next year or so."                Mudge

smiled knowingly. "Oh, and not only that me dear, but folks come and go all the

time. Your variety will be endless."                She

pulled out her wand and waved it. "Get out otter. You know how I hate talk.

Action is my preference. "                She waved

it again. Everyone in the room was immobile. She picked out two males and said,

"You two first."                There

was probably more, but Mudge didn't stick around to find out. He was running as

fast as his drunken legs could carry him. He even left his bag behind. There wasn't

that much in it, and he could steal a new one. He hadn't had time to steal

anything in a month's time, and that silver was all he had to his name. But he

had is life back and that was treasure enough!                It was

remarked in the weeks to come that there was much less robbery being committed

in the region around Stanuchery Town. No one could explain it. Eventually it

stopped altogether. Since no respectable citizen knew how to enter the cavern

stronghold, no one ever found out. Eventually the fairy made her way out, for

once in her life seemingly satisfied. She flew off, back to her kind. They might

not accept her back, but it was worth a try. After all, sex with her was to die

for!