I can feel my body quaking as I lie here with fear. His hellish eyes are bulging with greed and lust. His mouth is grinning from ear to ear. His sputum dripping as he exposes his jagged, yellowish teeth with malicious delight. His head is black and bald as an egg, making it as prominent as his cock amid his fearsomely huge and hairy body.

My fourteen years old little girl body is nude as the day I was born, displaying nothing but the delicious helplessness of a premature albino flesh entangled in the cruelest snares of fate.

My wrists and ankles are tightly tied with ropes to the wooden pegs around me, keeping my body outstretched on this grassy patch of ground by the brook.

I'm in the most forbidden place in the forest. The legendary area where a small waterfall floods a crystalline brook with sparklingly clear water that comes from the hidden caves. The falling water pours down from steep crystalline rocks like a slender, misty beam of light amid a dense forest of majestic trees. A lush area shaded under the soaring foliage that completely covers the sky above. Crystal clear water coming from the brook fills the small, pink pond at the foot of the rocky hillside just a few steps from me. No one has ever entered or even came near at this place for fear of ghosts and monsters. But as of this morning, I found myself in the middle of the pond, nude, as if someone had just given me a bath there.

Now, after a series of vague events and happenings, that flashes in my mind at intervals like delirious visions from a dream, of a child captured by fairies in the pond, I find myself face to face with this monstrous creature, gazing lustfully at my nakedness.

My world is now clear, as clear as my realization that I am now going to be raped by a monster.

My body is shaking with fear and humiliation. I never have had exposed my nakedness to anyone since I had turned six years of age. Now, I am naked before a man, a man that looks like a monster, so huge that he would be expected to be the last man standing after any kind of battle. His massive superiority can not deny the total helplessness of my tiny, fragile constitution in comparison. The mere size of his cock alone incites every part of my body to run and hide in my mother's womb with fear. With the bonds holding my writhing body securely, all I can do is to cry with the fear and humiliation, under his maliciously scrutinizing eyes scanning every tiny inch of my premature flesh.

I cannot believe that this kind of cruelty is happening to me now. I am the princess of this land, the only daughter of the king. Surely, he can recognize who I am. But just as surely, he is not of my people. His color alone identifies him to be one of the slaves from the dungeons. Just one of the ten that escaped by using the forbidden magic which mutated their bodies into monstrous, two legged beasts. They are now possessed by evil spirits, whose lust hungered for female virgin children. They cannot die, for they are already dead, like zombies that moves about in their rotting, decomposing bodies.

My limbs have been stretched so taut that I almost cannot move.

I shall never feel as humiliated as this in my life, as his stare came nearer, focusing on my hairless mound, his eyes burning the fine slit between my legs with his gaze.

I swear that nothing can be as humiliating as what I'm feeling now.

He is openly surveying all the parts of my body that I would never dare to show to any boy or man.

I am ashamed of my body's immaturity. I am a great admirer of warrior princesses, but my weakling constitution prevented me from even trying to become one. I am a total spectacle of helplessness and weakness. I wish that my hair is longer, that way; I would at least be able to wiggle it around to cover a bit more of my flesh with my hair, no matter how fine and light clothing that would make. My small ribs shows on my flat outstretched chest with just two nipples decorating it like pinkish pearls on a translucent porcelain torso. My sunken stomach deflates even more as I heave, unable to hide my showy pearlescent navel. My delicate bones jut out of my narrow hips of ghastly, milk-white flesh that almost glow with smoothness right down to my mound and widespread slit. My haunches look almost as thin as my thighs and calves which are in every way just as soft and smooth as my glowing flower. And even my ankles are almost as thin as my twig like wrists that are bitten to coral pink hue by the tight ropes that bind them, and my hands and feet are so white and so delicately sculptured as if their greatest purpose in life is to become soft wipe napkins for anyone's shitty bum.

Though I I'm proud of the silken smoothness and flawless creaminess of my soft, milk-white skin, I completely lack the coveted fine hairs that men often like to fondle on a young girl's arms and legs. Even my armpits are as barrenly hairless as the rest of my body. Yet, my complexion and skeletal proportions as they say, is perfect even from the purists point of view.

His nostrils are flaring, inhaling my sweet scent like I am the most fragrant flower that he has ever smelt in his life. He is breathing heavily as I writhe with intolerable disgust at the steamy feel of his foul breath on my trembling flesh.

His head is now moving, starting from my groin, then along the length of my gangling leg, with his nose just barely touching my skin, as he smells his way all the way down to the very bottom of my left foot.

With a snort of a gaping mouth, he swallows my fear frozen toes. My involuntary startling movements are causing his mouth to swallow even deeper and deeper on my foot. I can feel his wet, sticky tongue lapping and twisting as it savors the sweet, mellow softness of my smooth, flimsily complexioned sole. His sharp teeth scraping as he gnaws the freshness of my milk and cherry flesh.

I am screaming now with absolute fear and disgust. My tears are now flowing from my pink eyes, as I now violently trash my body here and there, hoping that my painful struggling will free myself from the tightly confining hold of the rough ropes, that holds every part of my body open for his sole enjoyment.

His breathing comes in heavy gasps along with his sniffing and smacking, as he now kisses his way up on my slender, creamy shin. His slow demolition of my flesh is guaranteeing that not a tiny tint of my exposed skin is being left untarnished by his drooling, lusty mouth.

And as his lips are now slowly engulfing my delectably smooth knee, the palms of his rough hands are freely crawling around my other leg and upper torso.

His gnawing mouth now rising higher and higher, defiling my perfectly smooth thigh in its path. His molestation of my hipbone cannot keep me still in spite of my attempts to stay calm and accept my foreboding fate.

But my screams and pitiable, begging cries for help only brought me into further doom. My screams only announced my presence within this forsaken territory, as I watch more and more of these monsters approaching and coming nearer and nearer to this spot, to where I lay a captive. They now surround me in a tight circle of nauseously ugly freaks, with sexual lust being the only lines that etched their wrinkled faces.

They moan and groan with sexual hunger. A hunger that I know could only be satiated by having sex with a child like me. Any white female virgin child with perfect overall features may pass as their bride. But as of what I heard the old folks of the villages say; only a fair albino virgin girl can really satiate their lust to the full. Only the sight of such a fair beauty can make their penises rise to fullest erection and spill the gallons of seed that they have till empty, thereby rendering them weak for many days. And only in such state of weakness can their spirits be bound and returned to whence they came by the friendly fairies.

Now, the thought of fairies rings a bell in my mind.

Alas, the visual fragments that cloud my mind are now forming the whole picture of what is actually happening to me now.

It was those friendly fairies that brought me to the pond and left me tied spread-eagled on the grass so they will find me and rape me.

The villagers sought the help of the friendly fairies in their hope to put an end to continuous kidnappings of female children virgins by the monsters that raided the villages every once in a while, may it be night or day. No man, however big and strong was able to stand in their path. Men who were armed with swords and torches in defense of the innocents, failed, and only ended up in the village infirmary as they were left bleeding, dismembered, and totally incapable after being so brutally mauled by the monsters they tried to stop. Now, at this very instant, I know that the friendly fairies are using me as a bait to lure these monsters back into oblivion.

The new monsters that came are even uglier and more frighteningly bigger than the first. They look at my face in my crying despair. My tears and sobbing cries are only accentuating my angelic innocence for their eyes, as if the pain of my shattered hope is just revealing my screaming soul just like they perfectly wanted.

My shrilly shrieks embrace their moans and groans as more hands and mouths now find their rightful places at my flesh.

I feel as if clumps of giant blood sucking worms are crawling all over my body. Their dreadful stench seeping into my unprotected flesh through my flimsy skin, as they gnaw every part of my body to the bones like a pack of hungry wolves.

My mouth is helpless against this intrusive invasion as one of them is now sucking on my lips with violent gusto. I can feel my vulva being sucked and my tiny hole penetrated by hot, pointed tongue, sapping at whatever sense of dignity left in me. My anus too is not being spared by these assaults. My nipples are being sucked, licked and bitten as they push and pull at each other in their maniacal desire to get a smack at any available piece of my flesh.

I now lie here in total horror, too shocked, too disgusted, traumatized at the nauseously repugnant acts that are committing on my immaculately clean, fragile body. My mind is screaming in pure shock and terror, causing my consciousness to go out into the darkness and leave my body behind.

My spirit is now floating in the air, seeking to depart from the wicked scenery of this place. My wandering mind never wanting to look back as I fly in panic towards my freedom, but my spiritual wandering meets a blockage just a few feet away from my body.

As I look back, I can notice that the pegs to which my ankles are tied have been pulled out off the ground, giving the monsters complete access to molest my body from the front to the back and from top to bottom as they now attack my entire body from all sides. Their cocks are leaking with thick webs of slimy come as their hideous works goes on and on.

While I, in my deliberate attempts to find a way out of this place, roaming here and there, I now finally realize that a cube of energy is enclosing the whole scenery as if it is framed in a three dimensional painting.

I can almost see the golden outline of the intricate golden frame that exhibits the ongoing monstrosity. Wherever I go within this cube, and turn my head to look back at the scene, I see my spirit within the frame as if my eyes are entitled to view the event from any angle I so desire.

I can now see the fairies holding the frame, carefully holding it steady, as if locking in at their target on sight, not even caring that my spirit is within the scope of the annihilation process by means of their fairy magic. I can feel the invisible cube getting smaller, as the fairies draws the sex carved frame closer and closer to the lustful scene.

The nasty scene is now heating up to a more violent action, as they fight for their right over my choicest parts which are meant for the full consumption of each and every one of them. It is an abhorring thought to think that my cute translucent albino flesh shall only end up being the captured prey for the most brutal and monstrous freaks imaginable.

I actually am serving as a sacrifice to save the last remaining virgin children of the villages. Though I would be happy if all these monsters would die even at the cost of my precious life, it is the grudge between my parents and the fairy goddess that brought me in this situation without my prior consent. My father unknowingly constructed my bed chamber on the land where one of their sacred temples once stood, and the fairies cursed that they shall one day have their revenge. I was literary kidnapped and carried here by the fairies for their sheer pleasure of witnessing my rape in the hands of the monsters, while at the same time helping the poor villagers. But at least my virginity is being sacrificed for a noble cause.

The cube seems to be shrinking even smaller now, smaller and smaller, and my consciousness is being pushed back into the scene to blend within the horrible event that is happening right now. The sounds of their wolverine grunts are once again getting into me, reverberating furiously within my mind, like the lustful growls of gnawing hunger that I dreaded the most. The cube is forcing my mind to encompass the inner boundaries of this horrible event. They are holding my legs up into the air and onto their waiting mouths, as the beast who is about to deflower me positioned himself in front of my inverted body. The cube is getting smaller still... until it is now framing... in crystal crisp focus, the view of my virginal flower that is now going to be raped by a monstrous cock. My flower is such a picture of pure innocence, so smooth, so tiny, so white... in contrast with the black spear of his evil manhood dripping with rabid lust, fully crumpled with bulks of fully engorged veins and bumps... threatening to slash the innocence out of my virgin pussy.

I am now screaming again as my consciousness has returned to my head. His whole cock is now deeply planted in my flesh as a result of one quick, merciless thrust. The pain in my cunt is unbearable, and I can feel my virgin blood gushing out from the big wound that the monster cock now have for a tight hole of a cunt. I can feel his monstrous cock like fire-hot steel that opened the ripping, tight flesh of my cunt into a wide gaping wound, as his entire manhood sank within me like a massive spear.

Every pulsation of his cock within my bleeding cunt is like a crushing blow that smashes the pearlescent pulp of my virginal innocence. His eyes are rolling up to his brain and his grunting is full of absolute pleasure in long tone of a dying wild animal, as he dwell in this moment of his pure bliss and my pure pain.

Now, as he is pulling out his cock, I feel as if my whole sexual organ is being ripped off away with his cock. His movement has been so harsh and quick, popping my insides inside out as he pulled completely out of me.

My scream, piercing their eardrums, only made them enjoy what they are doing even more.

Again, as he is repeating his act of rape, stretching my tiny cunt once again, I can feel my parting flesh tearing, like a tiny overstretched balloon exploding once more.

Again and again, I scream, as repeatedly rape me like this. My blood is pouring out of my cunt in a continuous stream that flows down my neck and shoulders. I can see his monster cock fully covered with my blood as the monster suckling at my tongue let go of my face as if to show me what they have done.

He is now grunting like a rabid pig, his lust growing like a wildfire consuming the whole forest. His hands are tightening around my hips, as he now starts his bestial rutting. Now, I am being raped in the most brutal way that no one could ever imagine. My flower is being rammed by his monstrous cock with a savage and brutal force, cracking my hip and pubic bones at each lustful smack. The in and out thrusting of his monster cock is now whacking my immature cunt at three times the speed of my racing heartbeat, causing me to scream and cry even more with the horrible pain and the fear.

I can now also feel the tight tubes of my anus expanding into a big wound of excruciating pain, as another monstrous cock is forcing its way deep into my bowels. I can feel each of their massively destroying cocks as if trying to outdo each other in violating and raping me.

Even my throat is bleeding now as I am now also being raped in my mouth. And he is raping my mouth just as mercilessly as the ones who are raping my cunt and my ass.

The pain is so much to bear that I rather die than to suffer this torture. My pussy, ass, and throat are now being tested for tightness far beyond my albino limits which is believed to be more elastic but more fragile, as if for the ultimate pleasure of the man that would be ever lucky enough to have me.

But these men that are raping me now are monsters; they spilled their spunk within the velvety confines of my womb, bowels and throat, and as well as on every square inch of skin that covers my tiny immature body. Even my silken hair is completely soaking wet with their stinking come. I feel that my whole body is dripping wet with their thick, slimy come. The monsters keep on spurting and spurting their evil seed at the same time and their groans and moans are getting wilder and louder as if the pleasure that they are now experiencing is overloading the nervous and muscular systems of their bodies.

The surroundings are getting darker and hotter as if the sensations they are experiencing are going out of their bodies and are now permeating with the atmosphere around us.

Their horribly spewing cocks are now glowing red hot as burning coals, and I can feel, hear, and smell my own flesh burning at the contact of their cocks as they fuck me on all three holes and using my hand, arms, feet and legs to masturbate their pricks. Their sputum flowing out from their mouths and their sweat pours boiling down their bodies. And I am now being raped by these monsters with even more and more violence and brutality than ever before.

There is an intermittent flashing of blood hued light every now and then accompanied by loud crackling noses as if the fluctuating surges of their emanating lust are short circuiting the very forces of nature around us.

I can now see all the facets of the cube that contain us all, each plane is like a sheet of clear vaporous substance that is constantly rotating at all possible axes, as if calibrating for every angle of view that could be captured from the scene.

I can see the fairy's wand glowing now as the fairy goddess poised to hurdle her spell of attack. I know that the monsters are now empty of their spunk as they lay on top of my cum soaked body like a heap of heavy cadavers of trembling meat in the euphoric afterglow of their orgasmic release.

Her wand is pointing directly at me, and a brilliant white flash akin to a bursting midnight star now disintegrates my body together with all the monsters piling on top of me. The light glowed more and more with blinding brightness for some time, as if confirming the victorious success of fairy magic. Until... like a heartbeat of embryonic child, it pulses down with intensity... beating... beating... and beating... until it slowly faded away completely, leaving behind a sparkling thing on the grass where I was raped. It is a golden pendant of a picture frame on a chain. The frame is detailed with figures of a maiden child and monsters. It is perfectly square, about the width of a normal adult eyeball, and the picture in it is a thin piece of transparent precious stone with my nude image glowing within, pink eyes weeping, bound in spread eagled situation.

Now, I am just a wandering spirit, hoping that someday soon, a brave boy or man will visit the forbidden brook and find the necklace on the grass by the pond.

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All ten prisoners were safely sent back to their cells in the dungeons by magic, since it was by magic that their bodies were transported to the forbidden brook in their mutated forms. All the kidnapped children were released from the pit within the caves where the monsters had dumped their useless bodies after taking their virginities. The virginity and innocence of all the victims were magically restored to avoid any possible reappearances of the evil spirit by possessing the body of the raped child. The villagers are very happy at finding their missing daughters back, and the wounded soldiers and men were also magically healed.

The fairies are enjoying daily offerings of choice fruits and delicacies from the grateful village people. They really did a good job in driving the summoned evil spirits back to where they came from which caused the eradication of all the harm that was done. The fairies are also toying with the idea of giving the pendant to one of their many suitors or maybe to an unwary being that they admire, but they have not yet decided as to whom exactly yet.

As for our princess, she is being safely kept within the invisible cube residing in the enchanted pendant. Anyone finding the pendant shall be obliged to deflower her in order to free her from the cube for a time as long as her finder wishes so. Her owner can send her back into the cube for recuperation at any time he wishes. The cube will instantly heal her of any injury inflicted on her during her time outside of the cube including the restoration of her virginity and innocence. Her spirit is the fear that is constantly wandering within the enchanted brook, wishing that someone she could learn to love finds it quickly, before any of the unknown creatures lurking in the forest gets to her first.