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She tried resisting, but it was no use. Before long, the fairy just pushed her dwindling fingers aside, and just a few more seconds later the roles reversed again - with Ayumi being the one gripped by the fairy's iron hand. The captor ripped off the last remnants of her kyudo shirt, leaving only the battered hakama below her waist.

They flew to the table, where the fairy just nonchalantly dropped Ayumi on the desk, conjuring the same silky thread out of thin air again. This time the bounds wrapped her tight - ankles, knees, wrists and hands together. She tried squirming - but soon the fairy returned, quickly changing into the same robe she had during their first meeting in the changing room, as well as putting on those strange diadem and bracelet. She slowly adjusted Ayumi to be roughly her size, giggling triumphantly.

"So, poor little Wingless... You kept asking why I did all of this. Let me show you now"

First, she walked in a circle around the bound girl, her palm drawing some symbols on the wood. Whenever she finished a pattern, a rune appeared, glowing with a full rainbow of colours.

When the circle was complete, she rolled Ayumi over to her stomach, stroking her exposed back. Her touch was icy cold, and every contact felt like tiny zaps of electricity jumping between the fairy's digits and Ayumi's back.

"Ver'thal. In'thor. Ther'thal..." the fairy muttered, the feeling intensifying with every repetition of the phrase. She felt her shoulder blades swell again, the lumps back with a vengeance. Laying still was painful, bending from pain only intensified the suffering. When her whimpers turned into cries, a silky ribbon covered her mouth tightly.

"Last time I missed one little thing..." the fairy hissed into Ayumi's ear "...a tiny little thing your rude blondie friend was nice enough to give me today."

She tried to turn her head to face the fairy, but she couldn't get a clear sight. With the corner of her eye, she saw her oppressor bathed in the same colourful, unearthly glow as the runes, this time emanating from her tattoo, bracelet and diadem.

A sudden slash made her back explode in pain. She felt blood coming out, the cold touch of the fairy scooping the liquid. What she couldn't see or feel was the perverted delight on the tormentor's face, as she mixed it with the sample collected from Nastia - and drank it all in a single gulp.

Ayumi's back exploded in pain, as the lumps ripped open, letting out their contents. Red dust shimmered in the lightbulb's glow, and a pair of brand new, red wings spread above Ayumi's figure.

With her consciousness blacking out again, the newborn fairy could have seen her kidnapper jumping off the desk, the figure expanding into a fully-sized human being again...

* * *

The place marked on the map was not an inviting one, to say the least. An abandoned tenement looked as if it was to collapse soon. Flanked by a similarly disreparied structures, it loomed over the street like a dark shadow of the past. They all wished this was the wrong place. But from all they knew, it wasn't.

Tammana tried to compose herself, as Nastia led the way into the desolate interior. The place wasn't even properly locked - the rusty mechanism simply fell apart when her friend pushed the doorknob. Inside, the smell was repungant. Dark. Unwelcoming.

As soon as they entered, Ardis zipped out of Tammana's bag, twirling and skimming the air. After a short flight she hovered in place, pointing towards the staircase.

"I can sense her down there!"

"Yup" Nastia nodded, the slight tint of violet coloring her irises. Tammana just followed, making sure the stack of potions Nastia provided was ready in her bag in case of emergency.

Downstairs, a metal door welcomed them. Muffled sounds from the other side made it clear somebody was inside. The aura was overwhelmingly strong here. Whatever took place behind, it wasn't good.

"Maybe we could call for backup?" Tammana tried to emulate Nastia's snarky attitude, just if it was only to convince herself she was not completely terrified inside.

"Yeah, Olive would surely find a way to blow this door up. And bury us all under the ensuing rubble" Nastia replied. "Ardis, could you..."

The locks clicked, and the metal door creaked, opening slightly. Only dead silence followed.

"Is she... inviting us in?" asked Tammana sheepishly.

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She tried resisting, but it was no use. Before long, the fairy just pushed her dwindling fingers aside, and just a few more seconds later the roles reversed again - with Ayumi being the one gripped by the fairy's iron hand. The captor ripped off the last remnants of her kyudo shirt, leaving only the battered hakama below her waist.

They flew to the table, where the fairy just nonchalantly dropped Ayumi on the desk, conjuring the same silky thread out of thin air again. This time the bounds wrapped her tight - ankles, knees, wrists and hands together. She tried squirming - but soon the fairy returned, quickly changing into the same robe she had during their first meeting in the changing room, as well as putting on those strange diadem and bracelet. She slowly adjusted Ayumi to be roughly her size, giggling triumphantly.

"So, poor little Wingless... You kept asking why I did all of this. Let me show you now"

First, she walked in a circle around the bound girl, her palm drawing some symbols on the wood. Whenever she finished a pattern, a rune appeared, glowing with a full rainbow of colours.

When the circle was complete, she rolled Ayumi over to her stomach, stroking her exposed back. Her touch was icy cold, and every contact felt like tiny zaps of electricity jumping between the fairy's digits and Ayumi's back.

"Ver'thal. In'thor. Ther'thal..." the fairy muttered, the feeling intensifying with every repetition of the phrase. She felt her shoulder blades swell again, the lumps back with a vengeance. Laying still was painful, bending from pain only intensified the suffering. When her whimpers turned into cries, a silky ribbon covered her mouth tightly.

"Last time I missed one little thing..." the fairy hissed into Ayumi's ear "...a tiny little thing your rude blondie friend was nice enough to give me today."

She tried to turn her head to face the fairy, but she couldn't get a clear sight. With the corner of her eye, she saw her oppressor bathed in the same colourful, unearthly glow as the runes, this time emanating from her tattoo, bracelet and diadem.

A sudden slash made her back explode in pain. She felt blood coming out, the cold touch of the fairy scooping the liquid. What she couldn't see or feel was the perverted delight on the tormentor's face, as she mixed it with the sample collected from Nastia - and drank it all in a single gulp.

Ayumi's back exploded in pain, as the lumps ripped open, letting out their contents. Red dust shimmered in the lightbulb's glow, and a pair of brand new, red wings spread above Ayumi's figure.

With her consciousness blacking out again, the newborn fairy could have seen her kidnapper jumping off the desk, the figure expanding into a fully-sized human being again...

* * *

The place marked on the map was not an inviting one, to say the least. An abandoned tenement looked as if it was to collapse soon. Flanked by a similarly disreparied structures, it loomed over the street like a dark shadow of the past. They all wished this was the wrong place. But from all they knew, it wasn't.

Tammana tried to compose herself, as Nastia led the way into the desolate interior. The place wasn't even properly locked - the rusty mechanism simply fell apart when her friend pushed the doorknob. Inside, the smell was repungant. Dark. Unwelcoming.

As soon as they entered, Ardis zipped out of Tammana's bag, twirling and skimming the air. After a short flight she hovered in place, pointing towards the staircase.

"I can sense her down there!"

"Yup" Nastia nodded, the slight tint of violet coloring her irises. Tammana just followed, making sure the stack of potions Nastia provided was ready in her bag in case of emergency.

Downstairs, a metal door welcomed them. Muffled sounds from the other side made it clear somebody was inside. The aura was overwhelmingly strong here. Whatever took place behind, it wasn't good.

"Maybe we could call for backup?" Tammana tried to emulate Nastia's snarky attitude, just if it was only to convince herself she was not completely terrified inside.

"Yeah, Olive would surely find a way to blow this door up. And bury us all under the ensuing rubble" Nastia replied. "Ardis, could you..."

The locks clicked, and the metal door creaked, opening slightly. Only dead silence followed.

"Is she... inviting us in?" asked Tammana sheepishly.