SmokyKisses
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Aug 31, 2016
Maia hummed to herself as she walked through the woods, oblivious to all the world around her. The sight of a woman seemingly without a care in the world had become unusual enough, without acknowledging the butterfly-like wings the young woman bore upon her back, fluttering softly through her thick brown hair and giving a sort of skip to her step. A fairy had not been seen in centuries, and they were believed either to have died out or reside in a secret realm protected from wandering eyes by numerous enchantments.
In truth, it was the latter, and that secret land of the fairies was where Maia had come from. But its own peace had been upset when Maia was born, only to bear what the all-female race considered an impurity. The day had come when they believed her capable of living on her own, and after a spell to seal away her memory, they had sent Maia out of their realm to ensure the purity of their land.
At first glance, Maia did not seem impure. Her body was slender, with modest breasts covered by a simple cloth bra and a short skirt at her waist. Her skirt was short enough that every now and then, one would be able to catch a glimpse of her cock dangling freely underneath. With her memory wiped, the fairy didn't think anything of her "impurity."
She continued on her way, her destination as blank as her past; Maia could not even ponder where she had come from or where she might be going. She merely continued to skip and hum, blissfully unaware of what had forced her from the world she had once known...and woefully unaware of the perils that lurked beyond the pure realm of the fairies.
In truth, it was the latter, and that secret land of the fairies was where Maia had come from. But its own peace had been upset when Maia was born, only to bear what the all-female race considered an impurity. The day had come when they believed her capable of living on her own, and after a spell to seal away her memory, they had sent Maia out of their realm to ensure the purity of their land.
At first glance, Maia did not seem impure. Her body was slender, with modest breasts covered by a simple cloth bra and a short skirt at her waist. Her skirt was short enough that every now and then, one would be able to catch a glimpse of her cock dangling freely underneath. With her memory wiped, the fairy didn't think anything of her "impurity."
She continued on her way, her destination as blank as her past; Maia could not even ponder where she had come from or where she might be going. She merely continued to skip and hum, blissfully unaware of what had forced her from the world she had once known...and woefully unaware of the perils that lurked beyond the pure realm of the fairies.