Toxoglossa 2026/05/08(Fri)23:17 No. 1126520 ID: d10be1
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Still over-sensitive from her climax, Casey steadies her breathing as the elemental sucks at her clit. Unable to really see her partner, the binder closes her eyes and traces the edges of her partner.

Fennel glubs happily as the tendril feels her up, encouraging Casey to go further. Not bound by the need for air, the undine wraps her mouth around the mouse’s pussy and laps at her folds. The slight tang of salt coats her tongue, diluting itself as it spreads throughout her body. The elemental nuzzles eagerly into the tight space between Casey’s thighs, the feeling of warmth and life drawing her closer.

Casey’s tendril curls around Fennel’s tail and presses against the base. The undine lets out a wordless gasp as the tip finds her vulva and slides inside. Spread around the glowing tentacle, she purrs as Casey’s spell pumps itself in and out.

Toxoglossa 2026/05/12(Tue)23:20 No. 1126753 ID: d10be1
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Kol rocks in place, focusing on relaxing as Caleb’s finger loosens him up. The digit twists inside him, curling around to tease his prostate and he pushes back into the pressure eagerly.

“Heheh, you ready, then?” The selkie asks.

Kol nods and braces himself against the sailor’s shoulders. “Ah~ I need it now…”

Caleb tilts his chin up to beckon the mouse onward. “You want it? Come get it.”

Kol lifts himself up off his fiancé’s lap and reaches down with one arm. He feels Caleb’s cock bobbing under his fingertips and lifts it up into position. With deliberate slowness, the mouse sinks down: guiding the thick shaft to its target.

He lets out a shuddering moan as pressure builds under his tail before there’s a pop as Caleb slips in. The satisfying ache of the head spreading him is enough to make his knees weak as he grinds in place: feeling it tug at his walls.

“Mmmm, still tight. Good. I was worried Argus was gonna leave ya all worn out.” Caleb teases, giving the mouse’s butt a squeeze.

“You know I’m always tight and hot for you…” Kol breathes, leaning in for a kiss. The sailor’s tongue slips in alongside his and he moans for his husband as inch after inch of hard cock fills him.

Toxoglossa 2026/05/15(Fri)02:21 No. 1126817 ID: d10be1
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Casey twitches her fingers and pushes her tendril deeper, curling it inward in search of Fennel’s g-spot. The sensation reminds her a little of her first time with Allayne, although the undine's body is much more tangible than a ghost.

There’s a muffled squeak and the elemental breaches the surface, her gills trailing behind her like strips of pale seaweed. She clings to Casey’s shoulders and moans, looking down between them and watching the tentacle at work.

“Ahh~ dat’s so howt! Gweat Wakes, it’s so deewp!”

So deep? Does she even have a max capacity for insertion?

Toxoglossa 2026/05/16(Sat)02:24 No. 1126864 ID: d10be1
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There’s a bump against the inside of Kol’s belly as he reaches the base of Caleb’s cock. He spreads his fingers out across his pelvis, feeling the blunt tip just beneath the surface. His breath catches as he grinds in place. “Fuuuck, you're so hard~”

“You have no idea. I've been so pent up, you could throw a line over it and moor a ship." The sailor's voice is low and hungry, barely audible over the rush of the waterfall.

Kol pushed gently against the sailor’s chest, “Here, lay back I wanna try something.”

Caleb obliges and leans back against the mossy stone, eyeing his partner curiously.

The mouse plants his feet and braces his hands against Caleb’s chest. He bobs up and down in a squat, testing his balance. Satisfied, Kol closes his eyes and starts to ride: letting his hips bounce on the thick selkie cock as his tail whips up and down in a long sine wave.

“Yeaaaaah, that’s it... Get that fuck’n dick, boy~” Caleb growls. His massive hands reach down to grip his fiancé by the ankles: anchoring him to the ground. "Show me how much you've missed it."

Toxoglossa 2026/05/18(Mon)21:56 No. 1126979 ID: d10be1
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“Deep, eh? I wonder, how deep can you take it?” Casey asks, letting her spell twist around inside the undine. “Let me know if I need to stop~”

Fennel nods and gasps as more aura tendril slides inside her. Casey takes her time, watching as the tip finds new depths to explore and keeping an eye on her partner for any discomfort.

“Dis is fuwn!” Fennel giggles, watching unbothered as the glowing shape continues up past her stomach. “Niwxxy doewsn’t gow dat deewp! She usuwally juwst uses hewr fingewrs~”

Not finding a limit, Casey turns the spell around and doubles back. “You can really take it, eh?”

“Yeawh, thouwgh usuawlly I’m nowt dawt intwo it.” Fennel admits.

“Really? Why not?” The binder asks, hesitating.

The undine shrugs, sending little ripples across her body. “Diwcks awre fuwn but awlsow kindwa mewssy. Cuwm tewnds to be a hawssle to fwlush ouwt when wew’re downe.” She giggles again and confides, “Pwlus, puwssy is reawlly tawsty.”

I wonder if stirring her up inside would feel good. or going all the way through

Toxoglossa 2026/05/21(Thu)02:32 No. 1127050 ID: d10be1
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Kol arches himself back, letting his shoulders rest on Caleb’s knees. Using a little body puppeteering to aid him, the medium increases his pace. The thick shaft tugs at his tailhole with every bounce, already slick with the selkie’s pre-cum.

“Hah, you ride cock like a proper sailor~” Caleb bucks up into his partner slightly, eliciting a squeak from the rodent. He eyes Kol’s dick as it wags with every bounce, flicking tiny drops of pre across his chest; while his balls draw up closer to his body, already preparing to unburden themselves. Beneath them, the spread ring of mouse tail-hole is barely visible: stretched into a thin, pink line around his shaft. “Mmm, that’s a nice view~.”

Kol pushes a few soggy dreads out of his face as he bounces. “Uh-huh? Hah- you like it? It’s -hah- all yours. Come -hah- claim me~”

Toxoglossa 2026/05/22(Fri)01:54 No. 1127081 ID: d10be1
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“Nixxy’s pretty lucky to have you, then. You eat pussy like a champ.” Casey twists her tendril again and Fennel gasps happily. “Well, since you don’t usually get to have penetrative sex much, is there anything you want to try?”

“Ah~ dat’s good, keep spiwnning wike dat!” The undine burbles, hanging on as the end of the tendril spirals around. “Keep gowing! Fawster!”

Casey focuses and speeds up her binding spell, coiling it around inside like a drill. She slowly pulls the length of the tendril in and out, the elemental leaking around its length like a dam about to burst. Fennel’s legs shiver and clench together, trying to hang on as her insides are pumped by the glowing tentacle.

>>1127081
Give that poor girl some support!

Toxoglossa 2026/05/23(Sat)03:11 No. 1127099 ID: d10be1
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“You want me to claim you? Alright, you asked for it~” Still holding Kol by the ankles, Caleb sits up. The medium pitches forward and clings to his fiancé’s shoulders as he’s picked up and deposited on his back amidst the moss.

Reorienting himself, Kol looks up at the broad body of his partner. The backlit waterfall cascades across Caleb’s leathery back, making his scars stand out like vivid streaks of lightning. His muscles bunch up and flex, effortlessly hauling the mouse’s legs up over his head. Assessing the prone guardian, the sailor smile says it all: “you’re mine…”

Panting and already on edge, Kol whines, “Spite me, you’re so fucking hot~”

>>1127099
Time to lock in that mating press with a big ol Bite!
Just enough to leave a mark so that everyone will know he's a man of The Sea

Seems like Fennel might enjoy perusing Cecils collection of toys. They're of different sizes/textures, and one could easily enchant them to vibrate (or 'drill')... Like a dick, but they don't leave a mess afterwards!

Casey could also experiment with how many tentacles Fennel can take at once.

I think it's time for Casey to strip off that suit and show fennel her fresh new light form!

Toxoglossa 2026/05/27(Wed)01:03 No. 1127231 ID: d10be1
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As Casey drills her insides, Fennel’s form starts to drip and ooze. The mouse adds more and more tendrils, trying to support the elemental as her body comes apart. Finally, in a series of gasping squeals, the undine loses cohesion; splashing everywhere as she drops through the net of tentacles like a bucket of water overturned.

“Woah! Are you okay?” Casey asks before sticking her head underwater and looking for any sign of the elemental.

Cutting through the sound of water in her ears, Fennel’s voice reaches the mouse. “Ooohhh that was fuuuuun. “

Toxoglossa 2026/05/28(Thu)01:46 No. 1127262 ID: d10be1
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Kol feels the thick cock inside him twitch at the sound of his words. The tip presses up against his inner walls, through which he can feel Caleb’s pulse racing. The selkie looks down at him with an expression of unbearable lust and wordlessly leans down as he pushes the guardian’s legs up.

Just as he promised on the night of their engagement, the sailor is gentle, slow and romantic, but above all he is [i]strong[\i]. His hips drive into Kol like an icebreaker, plowing into the mouse’s ass with a power that could cleave the sea. Clearly holding himself back from the desire to fuck his fiancé senseless, the fae groans and seethes as though under pressure. His cock slips smoothly in and out, like a piston in a massive engine: each thrust calculated to tap gently against Kol’s backside before drawing away.

The big man brings his head close to Kol’s and delicately makes out with him: his tongue dipping and teasing with his partner’s like a skimmer on the waves. The mouse welcomes him back in kind, arching up to extend each kiss a moment longer, and moaning happily with each achingly slow thrust.

Toxoglossa 2026/05/29(Fri)01:46 No. 1127306 ID: d10be1
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Casey pulls her head out of the water and asks “Are you alright? Also woah, what happened to your voice?” The undine’s words come across slightly garbled from the noise of the waves, but her enunciation is much clearer than usual.

“Oh, you’ve never heard me talk underwater? It’s a lot easier for me down here. Flapping air around is always a lot of work and I’m just not built for it.” Fennel’s voice burbles through the surface, slightly muted by the splashing.

“Huh, I don’t think any of us ever realized that. I’m glad we finally have a place to accommodate you.” The binder replies. She reaches up to tug at her shoulder strap and asks, “Do you mind if i come down there and join you? I’ve got a form that doesn’t have to worry about breathing for a while that I’d like to try. It might be a little bright, though.”

Fennel thinks about it before replying, “If I’m underwater I should be okay. I’ll let you know if it’s too much.”

Galvanized, Casey strips off her suit and lets her wings unfold. She stands in the surf for a moment and basks in the pseudo-sunlight before diving in below the waves.

>>1127306
underwater antics? yes please, very yes.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/02(Tue)02:41 No. 1127488 ID: d10be1
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“Mmm” Kol moans as the selkie continues his thrusting.

“Mmmmm” Caleb hums in return.

“Mmmm-hmmm.”

“Mmmhm~”

The big selkie speeds up, his cock driving deep and pulling back with a sudden, precise sharpness. As Kol clenches down on the shaft, it tugs at his walls, bumping against his prostate with each pass. It isn’t long before the mouse is writhing in his partner’s grip and squeaking wordless gasps between breaths.

Warm water rolls off Caleb’s shoulders, pooling on Kol’s chest and finding little channels in his fur. The medium clutches the edge of the rock shelf as he’s pushed and pulled across the soft, mossy surface.

The waterfall pours down over them, forming a shimmering curtain that blocks out everything else in the world. In this tiny, secluded space, there is only Kol and the broad, scarred sailor making love to him with all the tenderness and need in his massive heart.

Caleb holds his partner close, growling in his ear, “Let me know when yer about to cum~”

Toxoglossa 2026/06/03(Wed)02:09 No. 1127554 ID: d10be1
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Casey kicks towards the deeper end of the “bath”, finding that her wings actually come in very handy for swimming. The glowing feathers cut through the water almost as well as air, acting like broad, powerful flippers when flapped up and down.

Only a few feet under the surface, the water turns greenish-blue and hazy. Casey’s body glows faintly the darkness, refracting through Fennel’s body and outlining her edges. The elemental glimmers jewel-like in the phosphorescence, like some strange, smiling jellyfish.

Casey finds herself holding her breath instinctively, having been distracted by Fennel’s dazzling appearance. Likewise, the undine circles the mouse, her eye-spots locked onto her glowing body like a deep sea creature entranced by a specialized lure.

Angelic and prismatic beauty! Now they just need to make out and determine who's the better kisser. For science.

do some graceful moves for each other, show off those bodies

So pretty. Oh, her "gills" are longer underwater!
Can you touch her like this?

Toxoglossa 2026/06/06(Sat)02:43 No. 1127676 ID: d10be1
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Kol nods and, between pants, manages an “uh-huh~”.

Caleb takes his cue and shifts his grip. Leaning forward, he grabs Kol by the hips and speeds up his thrusting. Lungs built for deep sea diving huff and growl like a possessive dragon as he reams the mouse hollow. A saw-toothed grin splits his face, hearing the pitch of his partner’s moans steadily rising as Kol’s tail-hole clenches around his cock.

Unable to move and flattened under Caleb’s broad chest, Kol’s arms wrap around and flail for hand-holds in the scarred muscles. His vision jostles as he rolls his head backwards against the thick moss. His legs, spread and pinned by the selkie’s body, shiver as he’s edged closer.

Kol manages a quick glance down, eyeing the narrow space between their bodies. In the dark, wet space, his cock peeks back at him: aching for release.

“Ah! Hah! Gonna cum!” Is all he can manage.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/08(Mon)23:21 No. 1127824 ID: d10be1
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Casey reaches out for Fennel, their fingers entwining with one another in the glow.

The undine giggles, her voice sounding soft and lyrical while underwater, “It’s so rare that someone can spend more than a few moments down here! This new form is such a treat! And so beautiful~” Fennel’s eyespots trace every detail of her partner’s body, clearly able to see much better in thier natural element.

“I- I neber knewb… youb soung so dibberent!” Casey replies, still dazzled by the iridescent figure. Her own words come out deeper and slightly garbled as she adjusts to speaking underwater.

“Hehe, you're sounding pretty different yourself! It takes some getting used to." Fennel sighs and drifts with the current for a moment. "Nixxy is pretty much the only person who gets to see this side of me. Being on the surface is a challenge, but I’m glad she’s always there to help me. I’m... so lucky to have met her, and all of you guys! Thank you~”

The elemental swims closer and Casey opens matches her movements, allowing herself to be pulled into a kiss. Underwater, Fennel’s form is still pliable, but her “surface tension “ is stronger, acting almost like a whole body “bubble” or latex suit. When their tongues meet, she tastes like… nothing: just trace impurities and water.

>>1127824
Sounds like a good change of pace for some fun later. I think Kol is about to finish up so it's gonna be time to go.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/11(Thu)02:52 No. 1127931 ID: d10be1
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Caleb grunts and lifts his head up, before biting down on Kol’s shoulder. Tightening like a vise, the selkie’s teeth pierce the mouse in a long U shaped row of daggers.

The fey snorts and growls, lost in a haze of bestial needs. He hangs on grimly, hands gripping his fiancé’s thighs and teeth buried in his shoulder; his balls slapping against Kol’s backside as he bounces the mouse on his shaft

“AH!~” Kol squeals, feeling the powerful jaw clamp down. His body goes rigid and his spine bends back in an arch as Caleb claims him with his mating bite. In the narrow space between them, Kol’s balls pull tight to his body and his cock begins to pulse. Cum spurts up against the sailor in a spreading, messy bloom; quickly painting his chest as pale as his back.

Still, Caleb doesn’t stop. Seeking his own release, he keeps pounding the mouse with deep, quick thrusts. Feeling like a ragdoll being shaken, Kol goes limp; his voice warbling a long, wordless moan.

>>1127931
Something tells me Kol's going to get something different from a cute piercing.

>>1127824
Casey's in her world now, she's really gonna be in for a pleasurable treat.

Give in and enjoy it.

Fennel could get something equivalent to a fishtank helmet or magic water bubble she can cover her head with. It might let other hear her true underwater voice. Maybe even suggest it to artsy Fey like Vivian for performances!

Meanwhile, Kol is about to be a cum eclair and/or get pregnant with that level of mating energy after a month of Selkie abstinence. Hopefully that bite isn't too visceral/painful.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/13(Sat)01:26 No. 1128008 ID: d10be1
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Fennel pulls away and giggles, “As much as I’d like to draw things out, I imagine you have stuff you’ve gotta do. Am I right?”

Casey nods and shrugs as if to say, it is what it is.

The undine leans forward, and speaks softly into her ear. “That’s okay, we’ll have plenty of time to fool around later. Just come back and see me sometime soon.”

Casey nods and gives her a thumbs up.

“Though, how about a little taste before you go?”” Fennel says, twitching her fingers.

Casey feels a current surround her, swirling in a tight loop that wraps around her waist. The light pouring off her body reveals the shapes of several tendrils coiling invisibly in the gloom. She watches as one bunches up below her before flowing up inside her pussy in one smooth motion.

Her squeak is muffled by the water as the elemental’s tendril starts pumping in and out; acting so much like her own binding spells. Another loops around her tail before slipping into her back entrance with little effort and stretching her open. A third slips in between her shivering thighs and teases her clit: dragging itself across the sensitive nub and sucking at it like an invisible tongue. More curl into view and squeeze her breasts, flicking at her nipples and caressing her sides. If she were able to breathe, the mouse-turned-angel would be panting, but instead she gasps wordlessly underwater as the elemental’s magic drives her towards a rapid and explosive climax.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/14(Sun)02:30 No. 1128043 ID: d10be1
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Kol’s moans hit a crescendo as he finishes coating both himself and Caleb’s chests in cum. The corners of the selkie’s mouth curl up into a smile as he keeps hanging on by the teeth. Hearing Kol’s climax, Caleb’s pace speeds up; looking for his own finish.

The little rock grotto echoes with the slap of two wet, hot bodies. Having been pent up for the last month, Caleb pounds a thick, hard welcome into his husband-to-be. His scarred back shines under the waterfall as powerful muscles flex and tighten in a prelude to his climax. The taste and smell of the man he loves fill his senses, driving the sailor into a shark-like frenzy of thrusts.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/14(Sun)02:30 No. 1128044 ID: d10be1
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Caleb’s pace falters for just a moment and then again as the inevitable begins. His hips slam against Kol’s ass one last time, hilting himself as his balls tighten themselves against his body. Hot, steaming growls come hissing between the selkie’s teeth, still buried in the mouse’s shoulder.

“Hrrrrgh! Hhhhrg! Hhaaarrrh!”

Kol stares, wide-eyed, at the false sky of the bathroom; his breath hitching as the first pulse of cum hits his insides. With the dam of pent up lust finally broken, Caleb lets loose and fills the mouse until his well-fucked tail-hole is leaking long trails of white. Even then, the flow doesn’t stop: the fey’s backed up balls emptying themselves into the clenching, gasping guardian and marking him deep inside.

>>1128044
Let's see how much he can stuff his fiance without a glamour this time.

New kink unlocked: thalassophillia.

Wonder if they'll visit the oceans depths soon. They'll have to test their Moon-outfits somehow, why not at the bottom of the ocean, where there is no air, high pressure and engulfing darkness full of bioluminescent beauties and eldritch hornies?

Kol meanwhile is being boarded by a navy's worth of salty seamen.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/17(Wed)03:10 No. 1128161 ID: d10be1
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Wrapped in a column of twisting, probing tendrils, Casey tries to hang on for just a moment more. Even in her blissful haze, she can’t help but be impressed by the level of control on display: maintaining dozens of individual shapes, each dedicated to pleasuring the mouse in a different way. A thick tendril drives into her pussy and extends little ridges like waves lapping at her insides. The one sucking at her clit pinches like a pair of fingers and caresses her labia. Her tail-hole is pounded by a blunt, smooth piston; slipping in and out easily and hammering at her back walls in a steady drumbeat.

Casey is halfway through making a mental note to try these shapes out, when Fennel floats up behind her and curls a finger inside to press on her g-spot. The guardian’s whole body locks up and her mind goes blank as she shivers in the elemental’s embrace: riding an overstimulated climax while being fucked from all angles.

Fennel's so talented!

Casey could stand to learn from her, for sure.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/18(Thu)03:00 No. 1128210 ID: d10be1
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Kol feels himself being lifted off of his bed of moss. Caleb’s powerful hands easily manhandle the ragdoll-limp mouse upright under the waterfall. The downpour rouses Kol a bit and he sits up, realizing the selkie is still balls-deep inside him. Another thrust makes him squeak as more cum mixes with the mess leaking from his tail-hole.

“Ah~ you’re not finished yet?” He moans.

"I'll be done in a minute..." Caleb bites his lip and chuckles. “This is the price you pay for letting me get so pent up.” He punctuates things with another thrust of his cock, letting his balls slap against the mouse’s backside as another squeak slips out. More slickness drips out of Kol's well-fucked ass and spatters against the rocks. “Make sure you take care of that regularly once we’re married ~”

“Ah~ I’ll keep that in mind." Kol looks over and focuses on his fur, seeing a perforation trace its way over his shoulder and across his back. There’s no blood and the pale color of old scar tissue peeks through his pelt. "What did you do to my shoulder? Feels kinda sore.”

“Well yeah, of course you do: I bit ya! Gave you a proper mark too. Anyone who sees it will know you’re my husband, and a real man of the sea.”

>>1128210

Do we call this a nuptial bite?
Wear it with pride, Kol!!

>>1128210
Suggest making a mark of your own.

Proceed to nibble on the tip of his snout.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/19(Fri)01:58 No. 1128256 ID: d10be1
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Feeling thoroughly satisfied, Casey lays back and lets herself float to the surface. The glow fades from her skin as she takes a deep breath of fresh air and lets the waves push her gently towards the shore. There’s a splash next to her and Fennel circles her before surfacing and peering down at her.

“Heheh howw waws dat? Did youw wike iwt?”

The mouse nods dreamily and replies, “Mmm-hmm. That was a nice welcome home, Fen. I’m looking forward to joining you for ‘bathtime’ more often.”

The undine beams with pride, her toothless smile stretching across her oblong head. “Yaaay! I foowled awouwnd goowd! Dawnk you! You wewr so beauwtifuwl undwerwawter~” She swims closer and the pair share another kiss, enjoying one last lingering moment before the fun ends.

Eventually a voice speaks up, “Ahem…”

Hmm? Who is it?

welp, back to work

>>1128258
Someone with grey feathers, I guess.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/20(Sat)02:05 No. 1128285 ID: d10be1
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Casey sits up with a splash and looks around for the source of the voice. “Wha- who’s there? What are you doing in our bathroom?”

The intruder stares down at her from many sets of eyes. Their body appears to be composed entirely of wings and seethes with a kind of uncanny, grey radiance that leaves the eyes aching if one looks at it for too long. Wrapped around its central mass is a collection of long, cloth scrolls covered in seals. When they speak, their voice arrives in Casey’s head in clipped, short sentences; their tone sounding as though they were lowering themselves to some distasteful task, like picking up a spider.

”I bring a message.”

The multitude of eyes squint at Casey, assessing her naked body in a panopticon of judgment. Spotting the brand of the Creator on her hips, the creature glares harder, its disapproval shining like a thousand gleaming daggers from every iris.

A message for us?
you can never be sure of these things with fae

>>1128285
Huh, I wonder if Casey could copy that form.

>>1128285
Deliver this message and begone.

I have the strangest feeling that this angel might have knowingly collaborated against her kind.

You should totally try to mimic them, only hotter, when you take the message. Posturing should meet posturing.

>>1128285
counter the angelic posturing with your sexy naked angelic posturing.

Brandish yourself even more brazenly.

If they want to be judgemental on what they see, give them a real eyefull.

So...is knocking not a thing for fae messengers?

(also secret knowledge check: any specific customs for receiving this message?)

Toxoglossa 2026/06/24(Wed)00:30 No. 1128512 ID: d10be1
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Casey tries to ignore the death stare and stands up, wearing her nudity like a coat of armor. “You’re an angel aren’t you? That explains how you got in, I suppose. What’s your name?”

”Reprise” one word, telepathically hissed between invisible teeth.

“Okay, Reprise. Uh! Kol! We have a- an angel here for us?” She shouts out over the water.

Kol’s head peeks out from behind the waterfall and zips back, as him and Caleb have a hushed discussion.

“Ah, okay! Gimme a minute!” He calls back.

Casey nods and tells the visitor, “You caught us at a, uh, bad time.”

The angel has no nose or mouth with which to indicate its expression, nevertheless, it sneers. ”I see that”

After a short shower and scrub, Kol joins them. Casey raises an eyebrow at the sight of the fresh teeth-marks, but refrains from comment. “Alright, let’s hear this message.”

There’s a kind of telepathic static, as though a throat was being cleared before the angel recites, ”Lo, and bear witness to the wisdom of the Seers of the Court of the Reflected Sky. For they have foretold: that upon sunrise of the next day, the three mice shall cross the stilled waters and embark upon the great barge of the Court of the Reflected Sky; after which they will sail from this place as the guests of the court for the duration of one year.”

>>1128512
Oh, great. Prophecy. That's all we need.
Any chance this will fix our fey problem or is this inconvenience for the sake of inconvenience?

And why, pray tell, would we choose to be the guests of a Fey court that is no friend of ours for so long a time?

Oh come on, we JUST got home. Tell their prophecy to wait ffs.

Unless we can fit a month of catching up in one sex-filled night. I'm sure if we split up we can have a wedding, give a bi mice greeting to all of the mates, and pack a years worth of belongings to get this arc started, yeah?

Right well, this angel is just a messenger. No sense wasting any breath on them. Tell them the invitation is received and they may go.

Then get in contact with Gabe asap

>>1128512
Alright, let's find the other changelings and send them back.

If Reprise's message is delivered, then they can be told to kindly sod off, unless they want to stick around and enjoy the sex and nudity. Tell em the orgy is about to start.

As for this "prophecy," I think it's safe to say we're not gonna do this. Even if we go and meet the Court's representatives, we're not sailing away with them to be their prisoners for a year. This is EXACTLY the kind of situation that Argus feared for us and trained us to prepare for, and we'll probably have to be ready to use that training to get off that barge through hostile opposition when the meeting goes sour, as it almost certainly will.

Before we do, though... We should probably sit down and talk with Nixxy and Caleb about it. Hell, maybe go meet with Vivian too. Get an impression from our fey friends on just how seriously we should take this prophecy/demand

The nice thing about prophecies is that they have plenty of loopholes to abuse when you use exact wording!

'that upon sunrise of the next day' - sadly, this one is hard to loophole, unless one employs gate travel and time-zones to avoid the sunrise by teleporting across the planet, and that's still a stretch. Or the mice somehow prevent the sunrise from happening (which is probably a very, very bad idea if it even was feasible). Gives a precise time limit too...

'the three mice shall cross the stilled waters' - does not specify WHO the three mice are. They could be literal animal mice. They could be a trio of insectoid shapeshifters who have the appearance of mice. There could be any other mice in the city who can be persuaded to cross the still waters and become fey guests for a year. There's also the requirement of the 'stilled waters' which could be abused if the still water effect is negated somehow.

'and embark upon the great barge of the Court of the Reflected Sky; after which they will sail from this place as the guests of the court for the duration of one year.' - this could be loopholed as getting on their barge and then immediately leaving the barge ('sail away from this place') via escaping with another sailing ship... Whilst still counting as guests of the court for a whole year.

The third thing to consider is that this angel could flat out be lying/misleading us. Are they really a representative of the Court? Is there really a prophecy (the angel just delivers a message, it could be a lie it assumes to be true)? Is the barge that of the Reflected Sky or some other royal court?

So yeah, if we want or need to 'fulfill' this prophecy while also not being a prisoner of the court for a whole goddamn year (during which time the Court would no doubt screw with the mice, interfere with the mice helpless to respond, and cause the pact we made with the demon to expire), I suggest we employ surrogate 'three mice' as proxies. Sifir, for example, can surrogate for Kol in almost every way (being a Guardian, mouse and Medium).

While the angel is still there, ask it what happens if a prophecy does not get fulfilled for any reason, or is plain wrong.

Give them a response to send back: "We will abade by the prophecy so long as Augustine's legacy is respected by the Court." Make a the town-wide call about this. Hopefully, they won't catch the double meaning.

Thanks for the invitation, unfortunately we don't have a whole year to spare in foreseeable future -- we'll reach out when we do?

Those changeling may be of some use afterall...we probably won't need that shield after a year, do we?

>>1128512
"after which" does not mean immediately after, and as stated above we could just send the shapeshifters in to take our places.
Thank her for the message. Do not agree to anything.

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“A year!? We just go back!” Kol shouts, throwing his arms up and sloshing in a circle. “Casey, there’s no way we’re-“

Casey holds up a hand to shush him, keeping here eyes on the angel.

“There is no sense in arguing with the wisdom of the Seers. Their visions are inevitable. You might as well try to tell the sun not to rise.” The winged creature turns gently to address both mice. “ Besides, this is a great honor. You will be guests of the most powerful court in all the planes. Few mortals are ever extended such an invitation.” The word “mortal” slips off Reprise’s telepathic tongue like something sticky and unpleasant.

Casey folds her arms and plants herself. “So you’re saying: by tomorrow morning, the royal barge will sail away, from the city?”

”Yes.”

“And that the three mice will be guests? Meaning no harm will come to them?”

”Yes.”

“Good. That’s all we need to know.”

“Casey, you’re serious? We’re supposed to-“

Before Kol can finish, the binder’s fur blazes white. Pouring her indignation into her aura, Casey lets her body run wild, changing into the most radiant and fearsome angel she can imagine. Her voice booms against the walls of the extra-dimensional bathroom as she rises out of the water.

“You bring a message to your court from us: the Spirit Guardians are not servants to be summoned at a whim. We’ll make sure your prophecy is fulfilled as long as your masters never darken the doorsteps of our city with their ridiculous boat again.”

You should offer irrational terms to match their irrational request. Something along the lines of "one-in-sixteen Fae shall compute the approximate value of PI in decimal format, until the calculation is granted to mortals in readable format on a device of volume exactly 1/300,000,000m^3, accurate to the 10e943049234683403532432th decimal."

>>1128617
Aw yeah Casey with the big brain move.

Hot damn, Casey learned well from Argus!

This makes me wonder what else the Court's Seers foresaw. If they want to keep us prisoner and off the playing field for such a specific length of time, that tells me that something happens within a year's time that the Court either doesn't want us to do, or doesn't want us to interfere with. Something that, after a year's time, the Court doesn't think we'll be a threat anymore.

That's the kind of speculation that needs to wait until after Reprise fucks off back to their masters, though.

Now THAT is beauty, That is how you really twist and unbind your form.

We should probably plan to... honestly a lot of things.
To unbind this angel (and other pranking of this court), The Moon (which, given the CLEAR SKY COURT, might be trivial, maybe ask through the angel), make sure Mariana continues to get baked sweets because you can, that the city gets more safeguards in case of Fuckery, Maybe something with Augus to make messing with us TOO much painful.

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Casey’s body pulls itself back to it original shape as she floats back down into the water. She looks over her shoulder at the messenger and asks, “What? Are you still here?”

”That form… that symbol: I know what you are and I know what you did to acquire it. Never have I seen such a perversion of angelic magic.” Reprise’s anger rips through the air like a loose band-saw, their glare full of biblically accurate hatred.

The mouse arches her back and lifts her tail for the many eyes to see; beckoning the angel with a finger in mocking flirtation. “You wanna see perversion? Come on down here and join us~ My partners and I’ll show you how perverse we can get.”

”And risk what you… ‘guardians’ did to poor, lost Litany? I would sooner die than suffer such indignity. No, I will take your message to the court, as is my duty. And I will await your presence at the water’s edge at sunrise.”

The angel flaps its wings and the world around it seems to open like an iris, pulling them through before sealing itself shut behind them.

Technically we didn't "do" anything to Litany. We just helped them get their message back after it was lost. The destruction of their codex was completely incidental.

Though I'm sure Reprise wouldn't appreciate that distinction even if we cared enough to point it out before they left.

Ooh wouldn't it be a treat to 'corrupt' another angel? If the opportunity presents itself

>>1128664
Let's go find some changelings or dopplegangers to fulfill that dumb prophecy.

As fun as personally corrupting her sounds, they probably have a special, secret someone with them at the Court. They seem too proud at their job, otherwise.

Casey you appear to be the only angel that doesn't suck

Ironically, Litany wasn't the source. MUCH more reasonable than the actual source, sadly you can't even joke about it.

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Kol sloshes over and asks, “You’re not seriously considering going through with this? We just got home! We can’t get spirited away for another year!”

“Yeah, no shit.” She replies, “We’re going to send the changelings instead.”

“Oh, I honestly forgot about them with everything else going on… will that work?”

“It should, as long as they’re disguised. It will be what the dream seers 'saw': three mice crossing the stilled water, right?”

Kol hesitates, “Ahhhh, how are we going to convince them to do it?”

“We just unmask them, then they’ll have to follow our orders.” She grins to herself and chuckles. “Besides, three thieves given a year as guests of the one of the most rich and powerful courts in the feywild? I can’t imagine the kind of mayhem they’ll cause. It'll be a great opportunity for them.”

Caleb’s head pokes out from behind the curtain of the waterfall and asks, “Uh, are they gone? Even if this a ‘bath’, I didn’t want to risk getting accused of being in the ocean. Those court agents can be… aggressive when it comes to fey law. Ya know?”

>>1128737
Yep, you're safe.
I'm guessing there's no way to keep Angels out of a building is there? No kinds of wards or anything?

Hang on... Fennel is worried about Fey Rules and the ocean? Was this mentioned before? Is Fennel, a Water Elemental, banned from being in any ocean? That's incredibly cruel / bullshit and something that needs rectifying if true. It also makes the plan of bypassing the still waters with her help harder.

On the other hand, if the prophecy is fulfilled, the barge won't be an issue anymore. The Fey Court might try to loophole Caseys message to harass the town and mice in other ways though, but thats a problem for another chapter.

Main focus now should be getting Gaybe in on this plan and finding their two partners in crime (ideally before someone else unmasks and/or enslaves them, especially if they're in the form of the most fey-famous guardians in town). As well as finding Gabe himself whos currently on his own.

The plan also has to be a secret from any spying agents, otherwise they and the court will make sure the prophecy is fulfilled as they actually want it to by intervening or sabotaging the plan.

It also brings about a dangerous precedent - if the prophecy must/will be fulfilled, that means the court can justify extreme measures (kidnapping, injury) to get the mice to 'cross the stilled waters' (hell, by that exact wording, the mice might be carried across against their will/power, and any stilled water might count). The trio must be careful. Or be ready to yeet the doppelgangers across thr stilled waters if an issue arises.

Last order of business should be angel-proofing their house, since them just barging into their bathroom and complaining about perversion is very rude.

Edit: I mixed up Caleb with Fennel. Whoops.

>>1128737
Is the water here fresh? Kind of hard to argue it's an ocean if there's no salt.

They certainly added some salt to it after that reunion.

A thing I wonder is how do Fey know when another Fey is breaking rules, or under a rule? If Caleb went for an ocean swim against Fey rules but nobody saw it, wpuld he still get in trouble? Do other Fey know when a rule or contract gets broken directly?

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“Yeah, they’re gone. I don’t suppose there’s any way to keep angels from just dropping in, is there?” Kol tells him.

Caleb steps out of the waterfall and shakes his head. “Nah, they can travel anywhere, it’s part of their nature. And because they’re messengers, they’re exempt from any fey laws of invitation.” He shakes his shoulders, letting a trickle of pearl-sized dewdrops trace their way down his waterproof skin. “They aren’t allowed to convey anything more than messages: courts aren’t supposed to use them to spy or steal stuff. Apparently that didn’t used to always be the case and… that’s kinda why there aren’t many angels left these days. Well, one of the reasons, I guess.”

Kol gives his fiancé a hug and asks, “Would they really brand you, just for taking a bath?”

The sailor shrugs and sighs. “Hard to tell. The courts have a *lot* of power. You both know how many loopholes fey law has: well it’s a double edged sword. It can work for you or against you.” He waves a big, meaty hand and explains, “Even if you don’t get branded, you still have to defend yourself in court, which can take years if they decide to drag it out.”

“Mmm, we’ll have to be careful with these guys then. Thank you for the wonderful bathroom, Caleb. Definitely looking forward to more, er, ‘bath-time’ later.”

The selkie pulls him into a kiss and grabs his ass affectionately. “You betcha. Tell you what, next time we’ll get yer other partners involved while we’re at it? Have a big mousey pile, and get you three all squeaky?”

“Hehe, sounds fun~ but we gotta sort out this prophecy bullshit first.”

Caleb nods and gives him one last smooch. “Go on then~ Give’m litchfire, honey. I’ll hold down the fort here and make sure we don’t have any thieves creeping in while no one’s looking.”

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“Ohw yeawh, why did yowu wawnt to see me, Caswey?” Fennel asks.

“Oh, sorry! We meant to ask earlier: the senders needed some help getting ships in and out of port. Would you be able to help out down by the harbor? We figured you might be able to help lift the through the shallows.” She offers the elemental a hand and they wade out of the surf onto shore. Oddly, despite being soaking wet, Casey finds that none of the sand sticks to her feet: most likely because of some enchantment included by the builder.

“I fhink so. The watewr comiwng fwom the wrivwewr is pwetty bwrackish, so I showuld be okawy for a whiwle. Too muwch sawlt watewr makes me feewl ickwy, but wifting a boawt is no pwobwem!” The undine blinks her murky eyespots and considers the task. “I pwobawbly am gonnaw neewd Niwxxy to helwp me see too.”

Right. We'll go get her on that, and retrieve the first doppleganger from her tender affections.

to Nixy, and to inform the changeling of this wonderful opportunity they're being volunteered for

Get some healing magic for Gaybe, in case he's... Drained and sore from Nixxy's affection. He'll need to be in tip top shape for the morning.

Another fun/lucrative idea could be using the changelings as personal spies within the Court. Send coded letters or other info of what happens on the barge and such, or if they're planning something sinister and big that could affect the mice trio - so long as they don't break hospitality rules doing so.

What pronouns do changelings / insectoid shapeshifters utilize exactly?

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“We’re going to need to talk to ‘Gaybe’ too anyway. Might as well head upstairs.” Kol says, toweling himself off.

The mice get dressed and the three of them head upstairs to find Nixxy still toying with the exhausted doppelgänger.

“Ahh! Good! You back! Help Gaybe! She gonna break my chitin!” The thief gasps.

“Alright, Nixxy. That’s enough fun. Fennel needs your help, okay?” Casey insists.

As if some switch were flipped, the big kelpie drops her “toy” and clambers out of bed to her girlfriend’s side. ”Nixxy help! What we doing?”

Pinch 'gaybe' on the ear and remind him he's supposed to have a piercing there

>>1128887
This plan might work.

Provided that the angels don't have any detection methods or equipment that can see through changeling magics, that would be my sole concern.

>>1128887
Tell Gaybe he could just say no if Nixxy was doing something he didn't like.
But also, we have a mission for him and his two compatriots. It involves them being honored Fey Guests for an entire year! They just have to pretend to be you three. Like he was doing already. We'll help with the disguise so it's flawless.

Ask Gaybe what he and his two other as-yet undiscovered friends would think of pulling the wool over the eyes of one of the oldest and richest fey courts, and to have it be completely legal under fey law, with a guarantee of personal safety

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In a patient tone, Casey goes over the plan “Fennel’s going to help move ships out of the harbor. She needs you to help guide her, okay? The senders will be down there directing things, so you should go see them first.”

”Okay! Nixxy know what to do now. We go help!” The big kelpie throws on her “clothes”, tying the borrowed rug around her waist with a sash cord. She tops it off with a firefighter’s helm, the weight of which seems to transform her: turning the whirlwind of chaotic, horsey energy into a focused, official fey on duty.

She holds out her hand for Fennel and lifts the undine onto her neck. Nixxy dips her head to fit through the doorway and turns to say, ”Goodbye, Gaybe! You is a fun bug, but Nixxy have to go help now! You be good or Nixxy eat you next time!”

The changeling buzzes nervously as the kelpie stomps down the stairs and leaves for the harbor.

Well, if Gaybe isn't cooperative with the plan, we can offer him the 'alternative' of remaining Nixxy's pet and risk terminal snu-snu and/or predation.

An important detail of the plan should be to ensure the disguised changelings and the mice they're imitating aren't seen together or in dofferent places (e.g. Kol and 'Kool' being seen together). Otherwise, snooping court agents might figure put their plan. Casey can shapeshift to disguise herself, but Kol will have to actively avoid his copy while in public (possibly with his spirit-jaunting).

Also, might be a good idea to establish clear coded phrases as identifiers, so the mice don't mix each other up in case the other two of the hive are much better at disguising themselves.

Once the hive is fully on board, a thorough training montage is in order. Especially in the carnal arts - the Fey have lots of poses to reference from the mind palace.

Are kelpies the natural predators of changelings or something? Or is that just a threat she's always ready and willing to pull out if needed?

In RL folklore, Kelpies are mythical amphibious horses who swim in lakes and lure people to ride them... So they can drown them and then devour them (leaving entrails behind on the shore).

When the crew first learned about Nixxy, they panicked and assumed she was gonna be a dangerous fey. We've seen Nixxy unsettlingly unhinge her jaw to eat a drumstick, so she's certainly a carnivore. The mice take her threats of eating people seriously - luckily she seems to prefer sex and is a playful sweetheart.

I imagine less adorable kelpies/violent fey engage in predation / hunting of people, possibly tricking them with fey law and masquerade rules to do so. But this is a lighthearted lewd comic, so we'll hopefully never meet such fey.

Let us be fair, as long as Fennel is anywhere near nearby (...and disagrees), no one is getting eaten... it just might get close.

Alright time to hunt down two more fey, quick question, where are they and why is one in the bakery?
Then again, how many places in this town are connected to our mice?

Time to give bug boy the sales pitch. Be nice, he seems timid and you don't have a lot of time if he gets scared off.