StillStunned
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(I'm not married to the names Harplass and Harplun, and looking back over the text I think I switched the princes' names around at some point.)“Hoo!” replied the owl, rising up on the night air in a rush of heavy wings. “Bold you are, if you stay the night despite my warning. But fortune be with you!” And it vanished into the darkness with a final “Hoo!”
“Well Brother,” said Prince Harplun, “do you know what the owl meant? What is a hag?”
“A creature whispered of in dark corners. She takes the form of an old woman, and enchants her victims with a spell.” Harplass shuddered. “She turns them into horses, and rides them all night until they collapse, broken, shaking and sweating. Although in some tales,” he added thoughtfully, “the victim retains their human form. Those are the worst, perhaps, because they lack the stamina of a horse. The victims in those tales rarely survive.”
Prince Harplun gave a laugh. “Are we to believe in such a creature? Wise the owl might be, but its words were foolish. Come, Brother, what say you? Do we run off like rabbits in the dark, or do we make ourselves at home here?”
Prince Harplass dismounted. “The certainty of a warm place to spend the night, for ourselves and our horses, against the possibility of a visit from a hag? I too doubt the risk. We stay here tonight.”
Read, rated and commented!As @StillStunned pointed out I posted this in the wrong thread...darn it competitions running concurrently.
https://www.literotica.com/s/an-alternative-universe-pt-03
Its dark, its fairytale like. There is a sort of fairy godmother type character...she just wears short skirts and has fake tits...and as its a Bazzle story she smokes.
Maybe, just maybe some might like it...I expect only a few!
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I can't help but feel that for a Fairy Tale challenge you should have discarded the first one, discarded the second one, but the third one was perfect.I just deleted the story I was writing and started again.
Which is good. I didn't like where the last one was going, but I'm flying through version two. I won't be able to submit it right away the way I was going to, but I think I'll be happier with a later submission I like, rather than an earlier one I don't care for.
Don't say things like that. I have several other writing projects planned and the last thing I need is more delays.I can't help but feel that for a Fairy Tale challenge you should have discarded the first one, discarded the second one, but the third one was perfect.
One day it so happened that the Princes Harplass and Harplun went out hunting. It was a chill day, and no game was out. Yet they had promised the cook in the palace kitchens that they would bring a hart, or even a great boar from the forest.
So they ventured far afield, farther than they normally would, until they looked up to see the sun sinking low to the western horizon.
“See now, Brother,” declared Harplass, pulling at his reins to halt his horse. “The sun sets, and we are a long way from home. I fear it will be dark before we return, and empty-handed to disappoint Cook.”
But suddenly she opened her mouth again and let him slip free. “No no, my sweet,” she murmured in her harsh voice, licking her lips, “not yet. It’s fun to suck, but it’s better to fuck. Time for thrusting, not busting, my sweet.”
She straightened, legs still on either side of the Prince, and looked at his face. “But perhaps later I’ll suck you dry, oh my, we can try, but I’ll want you to lick too, the dickings and the lickings, using your tongue and your lips, not just your cock and your hips, such a sweet tongue, what could go wrong?”
(...)
“Riding,” she sang softly. “Riding, rising, falling, fucking.” Up and down she went. “In and out, up the pole and in the hole, fucking and filling and stretching the cunt, can’t quiet the cunt, can’t quell its hunger, hugging the dick, nice and thick, in and out, in and out, the pole in the hole, fucking me, filling me, thrilling me, delighting me, exciting me, making me scream, making me cream, making me come, here I come, here I come!”
God damn, that is some well written dialogue.I'm having the best time writing a hag for another fairy tale. The rest of the story and dialogue are in the kind of language you'd expect in a fairy tale (or at least the ones I read growing up):
But this hag that they encounter has her own way of speaking, and she's not cleaning up her vocabulary:
The first sex scene is about 1.2k words like this. I have another two to go. My rhyming skills are going to be tested.
Thanks!God damn, that is some well written dialogue.
I can't help but feel that for a Fairy Tale challenge you should have discarded the first one, discarded the second one, but the third one was perfect.
Sorry to hear that - but interesting none the less.My entry is publishing tomorrow, but it got shunted to the reluctance / non-consent category. I'm not happy about that.