Chapter 1

Gaeldess, the pixie fairy, glanced back as she flew swiftly through the trees. Although she couldn’t see him, she could hear the forest troll Maalik, grunting and crashing through the trees and bushes as he charged after her.

When will that horny old troll leave me alone! she thought to herself. She flew faster, weaving in and out of the trees, trying to get far enough ahead of the hideously ugly Maalik so that she could hide from him. Her tiny six inch tall size came in handy for hiding, but that’s about all it was good for.

She was certainly no match for the brutish Maalik, who was twice her height and many times stronger. Gaeldess had to fly fast but carefully – pixies like her could not stand to be in direct sunlight. She couldn’t fly above the treetops, which would have made things a lot easier. Instead she had to stay close to the ground where the forest shadows were and that meant she had to weave her way through the many obstacles found there.

Maalik, on the other hand, didn’t dodge much of anything, choosing rather to simply charge through whatever got in his way. Trolls like him were not known for their tact and delicacy! As she flew on she looked back once more to see if she had lost him but no - he was still hot on her trail. “Damn fairy sprinkles” she said aloud “They are leaving a trail anyone can follow!” She turned around again just in time to see the large tan chest as she bounced off of it.

“Hide me! Please!” she said, climbing up his shirt front and tucking herself inside his full dark beard. Completely hidden in the bushy beard, he could feel her tiny body trembling as Maalik clomped through the bushes towards the woodcutter and approached him huffing and puffing from the chase. Gaeldess held her breath, hoping the woodcutter would keep his mouth shut.

“Where did she go?” Maalik demanded, looking up at the much taller man.

“Who?” the woodcutter asked, looking down at the small, but ugly little troll.

“The little fairy Gaeldess,” he responded, jumping up on a handy tree stump so he can address the man better. “That little troublemaker has to be here somewhere. I was right behind her.”

“I haven’t seen any fairies,” Taren said, feeling the slight tickle of the fairy’s wings against his neck. He didn’t know the reason she needed to hide, but he wouldn’t give her away. He would keep her secret until he learned more.

“You lie!” Maalik accused angrily, pointing a crooked little finger at him. “You couldn’t have missed her, she leaves a trail of fairy sparkles everywhere she goes,” he said. Looking closer at Taren, he continued, “and your chest is covered in fairy sparkles!”

He looked down. “Yes I suppose it is,” he said with a slight smile. “I don’t know how that came to be, though. I did not feel anything.”

“Hmm...” Maalik said, eying him. “I guess you wouldn’t feel her, you are much too big to feel such a small thing like her. My apologies, Sir, I’m just desperate to find her.”

“Why might that be?” he asked. “if you don’t mind my asking.”

“She’s mine,” he said simply. “She’s just being shy.” he huffed

“How do you mean she’s yours?” the woodcutter asked.

“I caught her here in the forest a few years back and I keep her in a golden cage at home. I caught her so she is mine. And I want her back,” he said, crossing his little arms.

“How did she get out if you keep her in a golden cage?” Taren asked.

“The little trickster fooled me! I only turned my back for a second and she was gone! I saw her fly out the window and I have been chasing her since!” Maalik said.

“Well, as I have said, I have seen no fairy. Good luck in your search though,” Taren said. The troll hopped down off the stump with a snort and headed off through the forest still crashing through the bushes as before. After he was certain the troll was gone and out of earshot (trolls have very good hearing), Taren carefully lifted his beard to reveal the still cowering Gaeldess.

“He is gone,” he said. The fairy flitted up and hovered before his face.

“Thank you for helping me like that,” she said, giving him a light kiss on the nose. Though he barely felt the touch of her little lips, the heat still went through his body. “I’m sorry to involve you, but it was the only way to get away from that oaf.”

“My name is Taren,” he said, holding his hand out flat with the palm up. The little fairy saw his hand and smiling she lowered herself until she stood on the palm of his hand. Then she sat down on the swell of his thumb.

“My name is Gaeldess,” she said, getting comfortable.

“You are welcome to hide in my hair anytime you need Gaeldess,” Taren said with a smile. “A fairy as beautiful as yourself probably needs to hide often.”

“Thank you,” she giggled. “But Maalik is the only one who insists on running me down.” She flew up from his hand and around him, taking in his handsome form. Taren was strong and tan, his wavy black hair hanging to just brush his shoulders. His big, green eyes were bright and lively, and his face was kind and handsome.

“Why is that?” Taren asked. Gaeldess’s beauty captivated him as no other had before. She was so tiny, she easily fit in the palm of his big strong hand. Her shapely little body was nude as most pixies like her are, but she thought nothing of it – as if was the way things were supposed to be. Her fragile, translucent wings were invisible as they fluttered rapidly, like a hummingbird. Her blond hair and blue eyes added to her beauty.

“He captured me four years ago and wishes to have me as a bride,” she said, hanging her head, “But I am not interested in him.”

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“Well I was out one spring day four years ago enjoying the weather and flicking from flower to flower ... I love flowers. Anyway, I was on this one beautiful wildflower when suddenly a net came down over me. I didn’t even see it coming! Maalik captured me and took me back to his home under the giant elm tree. I haven’t seen my parents since then. I escaped early this morning and am trying to make my way back home to my family.” she explained. The sadness in her tiny voice was obvious to him.

“Where is home, Gaeldess?” he asked.

“Across the forest by the edge near the Great Lake,” she said, “A long journey I am afraid, and with Maalik out looking for me...”

“Do not worry about that troll, my beautiful little fairy. I will see you home safe myself,” Taren said. He picked up his axe and his knapsack and Gaeldess flew up to take her seat on his shoulder.

“I can’t thank you enough for doing this for me, Taren,” she said as they began walking towards the Great Lake. As they walked, they talked and got to know each other a little better.

“Where is your mate?” Gaeldess asked, hoping there would be none. Her heart beat fast in her chest, her stomach in knots.

“I have not found one yet,” Taren said, “The life of a woodcutter is not one many women would take to. And you? Where is your ... what do you call male fairies?”

“Fairies.” she said with a giggle. “I do not have a male.”

“But you are so beautiful. How could you not?”

“Well thank you Taren, but I could ask you the same question. Look at you ... so big and strong handsome, you should be the envy of all your women.”

“I have not found the one to cause my heart to sing,” he said. Then he stopped and turned his head slightly and softly said, “Until now.”

“Me?” Gaeldess said with a squeak.

“I do not know why, Gaeldess, but my heart beats for you.”

“As does mine for you, Taren,” she flew up to his lips and kissed him softly. “But how will this work for us? I mean you are so big and I am so small,” she asked.

“I don’t know and I don’t care, Gaeldess,” Taren said, caressing her gently with a finger. “All I know for sure is that I love you. You are the one I want by my side the rest of my days.”

“Does it normally happen like this ... so quickly?” she asked, grabbing his finger and sitting on it. “Can two creatures so different as us fall in love and so quickly, for my heart is yours forever.”

“Yes, my love,” Taren said. “Love is love, it doesn’t care who or what you are, and it doesn’t matter how long you have known each other. When you find the one you’re meant for, it is instantaneous.”

“Oh, Taren, I do love you ... but what about ... sex?” Gaeldess said, turning completely pink as she blushed.

“I love you and you love me, Gaeldess,” he said, cradling her in his big hand,”we do not need to mate to seal our love.”

“But I do wish we could, though.” she said, looking up at him. “For I love you so, and you deserve your offspring.”

“I understand you cannot bare my children. That is fine. As long as I have you by my side, I am complete,” Taren said.

“But Taren, what of your ... um, needs?” she said, glancing down.

Taren laughed a deep, rich laugh. “All I need is your love,” he said, running a thumb up and down her back. “And your needs? How can I fill your needs, Gaeldess?” He rubbed her back, making her feel all warm and tingly as he massaged her. His thumb moved a little lower and began rubbing the small of her back then over her tiny ass and the backs of her thighs. Gaeldess turned over and lay on her back in his palm.

“You are so beautiful,” he said “I love you so much, my little fairy. I only wish I could show you just how much.” He began slowly rubbing her little breasts with his finger. She lay her head back, allowing him access. The sensations running through her body more intense than she had ever felt.

“Ohhh...” she moaned, shivering as his calloused finger ran over her tiny mound. She spread her legs, opening her swollen clit to his caress.

“Ah, so I have found how to please you.” Taren said softly, feeling her warm juices drip onto his hand beneath her. She gasped as he rubbed between her legs with his pinky finger, trying to get as close to her pleasure zone as possible. He lifted her to his mouth and gently ran the tip of his tongue over her mound. She gasped, lifting her little hips in pleasure. She moaned aloud as he licked her again and again, tasting the light tiny flavor of her. She stiffened in his hand, and he felt her quiver as her juices flowed freely over his tongue.

“Taren,” she said after she caught her breath. “That was ... incredible, my love.” she said, sitting up. “But what about you?’ she asked, flying down and seeing the gigantic bulge in his trousers. “How can I please you?”

“Just by being happy and sated.” he said. “I do not need to feel the pleasure to be happy.”

“Please let me try, Taren. Take yourself out ... please?” she asked. He saw the sincerity in her tiny face and he took his hard cock out of his trousers for her.

Gaeldess flew down to his gigantic hard cock, and licked it. “Did you feel that?” she asked.

“Feel what?” he asked.

“Damn,” she said, flying back up to him. “I licked it with my whole tongue. You didn’t feel it?”

“No, I’m afraid not.”

“How about this,” she said, flying down. She lay on it, wrapping her arms and legs around it as tight as she could and began to fly back and forth. “Is it working?” she asked.

“I feel you, but what are you doing?” he asked.

She flew back up to him. “I was trying to rub you,” she said.

“It felt like you were jumping up and down on it.” Taren said with a smile. “Don’t worry my love.” he said, “I am serious when I say I love you. No matter what.”

She sat on his shoulder, thinking hard. “But you deserve to feel the pleasure you’ve given me.” she said, pouting. He reached up and pulled her to his hand. He nudged her legs apart and began to rub her again.

“This is all the pleasure I need.” he said as she began to breath harder under his ministrations. He pulled her to his lips and licked her again, using barely the tip of his large tongue. Soon she was shaking and moaning, her body clenching and covering his tongue in her cum. He continued to lick her, even though he knew she had reached completion. He licked and licked, bringing her up again, he looked down on her, the pleasure in her face sending sparks of desire through his body. His already hard cock growing harder and beginning to hurt. He rubbed his little finger through her legs again, smiling as she flooded his hand again. “I was wrong, my love,” he said,

“About what?” she asked, panting heavily from her second tremendous orgasm.

“I am in need of release myself.” he said strained. “It is beginning to pain me.”

“What can I do, my love?” she asked, looking at his engorged erection. He smiled, taking his precious fairy and placing her safely in the crook of a nearby tree.

“Just watch me, my love,” he said, reaching down and grasping himself. “You will be safe here,” he said. She leaned back against the tree, out of his way as he began to pump himself, his pleasure contorting his face. His enormous hand gripped his cock with firm strength, his head thrown back in delight. She could see his muscles jumping and ticking with ecstasy as he moved his hand faster and faster.

His breathing had become a rapid panting as his lust grew. Wishing she could do more, Gaeldess watched as he gasped, paying more attention to his face than his cock. Finally he gave a mighty groan, shooting his load onto the ground a sizable distance from where he stood, now shaking and wobbly on his feet from the force of his orgasm.

Taren sat down on a fallen tree and Gaeldess flew down next to him. “I love you so much, Gaeldess,” Taren said, picking her up and kissing her. “You are my world.”

“And I love you, Taren. Forever,” she said as she curled into his hand, snuggling against his thumb.They rested there for a bit before continuing their journey to Gaeldess’s homeland.

“She what?” Maalik bellowed at his friend.

“She’s gone back home,” Lavanor cawed. “She is with some human.” Lavanor was a nosy busybody crow that Maalik often used to keep informed to the goings on around the forest. “Can you imagine that? A teeny tiny fairy and a big huge human ... I wonder what they are up to?”

“I don’t know, but I plan to find out and put a stop to it!” Maalik growled, pounding on the table, angered that his beloved had found another. “Do you know where they are?”

“I’d imagine in the fairy village, about 30 miles north of here on the Vilkar River.”

“I’m going after her.” Maalik said. “She was mine first.”

“What are you planning to do, Maalik?” Lavanor asked. That is when Maalik told Lavanor his evil plan.

Taren and Gaeldess had arrived at the fairy village but due to his size, he couldn’t enter the village. To a pixie fairy like Gaeldess, Taren was a giant! So Gaeldess went in through the gate and walked through the village towards her home. Of course when she got there her parents were ecstatic to have their daughter back home after all this time.

Gaeldess explained what happened to her and how Maalik the troll had captured her and caged her up for the past four years. Gaeldess’s mother told her how her father had searched for her high and low for her since she had been gone, never giving up and always hoping to find out what happened and where she was.

After many tears, hugs, and kisses, Gaeldess wanted her parents to meet Taren. She led them both to the village gate and out to the field where Taren was relaxing.

“Taren, this is my mother Lalel, and my father, Adasser,” she said, showing off her gigantic “boyfriend”.