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WHEN COYOTE MET MISTY

By C

Part I

For the Mythican hunter in a hurry, there are few manuals more clearly written–andmore informative–than Crinolina: A Brief Guide for Busy Predators .Every paragraph is a little feast in itself. Let me share with you a few of my favoritepassages:

"No land fay in Mythica is more winsome, or more flavorful,than Fatamorgana Crinolina--Crinolina for short. Unlike other fays, shealways wears a sleeveless dress with full skirt and petticoat. The petticoatis a veritable baffle of brilliant white crinolines–sometimes a hundredor more. A pair of magic high heels, always matching at least one coloron the dress, completes her ensemble and enables her to run at speeds dauntingto most predators . . . ."

"She has other defenses besides her speed: for example, hercrinolines are not just a lure for prospective mates; they mask her scentquite effectively, so that she is easily the most difficult fay to track.And mature crinolinas command a number of glamors and enchantments . .. ."

"She is not, however, uncatchable. For instance, she is asvulnerable as any other fay to those predators that sit and wait . . .. "

The covey of crinolinas had spread out through the valley in their searchfor wildflowers, so that none was closer to another than thirty feet. Suchan arrangement lessened the chance of quarrels over food. Misty, a blonde,beautifully mature crinolina in a white dress with red polka-dots, was standingabout dead-center in the valley. She had found an especially scrumptious clusterof bluebells and was glancing over toward her friend Jenna to see what theother girl might have discovered. Just then, a clump of grasses in front ofJenna flew apart and out jumped a giant trapdoor spider. Jenna screamed asshe fell back in the high grass, the monster on top of her. Her lemon-yellowskirt flew up. Her yellow heels kicked, again and again. At this point, Mistyand the others began to run. "Don't panic!" she heard up and downthe line of fays. "Don't panic!" Then another girl screamed, andyet another, both of them claimed by spiders. "They're everywhere!" someoneshouted. The girls now galloped off in every conceivable direction. About tenfeet ahead of Misty, a green-clad girl was taken from behind. Thick black legsenveloped her, drew back her petticoat, and pulled her, thrashing and shrieking,into the monster's lair. Within seconds only her legs could be seen, the pantiesalready at her ankles. Then she was gone. Misty heard more screams and heldher ears to shut them out. "Just . . . let me . . . get away" shesaid to herself as she dashed along, her red pumps flashing.

"If the covey in which crinolinas customarily travel is scattered,its members become a good deal more vulnerable . . . ."

Where were the others? Misty couldn't tell. Unable to think of anything elseto do, she kept on running. Soon she came to a wood. Zooming along would bedangerous in this tangle of trees, so she slowed to a walk and moved cautiouslyin. After what seemed like an hour, she found a clearing. Stepping out intothe open, she saw that she was not the first arrival. Standing in front ofa big rock in the middle of the clearing were three other crinolinas. As shegot closer, Misty saw they were a trio of young adults from her covey: Barbi,a blonde dressed in sky-blue; Buffy, a brunette in pink; and Bonnie, a redheadin key-lime green. Misty groaned inwardly: she had never thought much of thesethree; but familiar faces were familiar faces, so she joined them.

"Misty!" said Barbi. "How are you?"

"A little tired," said the older fay. "We should probablyrest, and then go looking for the others. I think . . . ."

Before she could finish, Buffy interrupted: "Bad luck about those spiders,hunh?"

"I'll say!" said Bonnie. "One minute, we're talking aboutwho to take to the big fay dance; the next, we're running for our lives!"

"The boys wouldn't want to see us all mussed up like this!" saidBarbi as she straightened out a wrinkle in her skirt.

"Well," said Misty. "If you don't want to get really 'mussedup,' I suggest we give some thought to getting back to the . . . ."

"Say," said Barbi to Buffy, "Do you think Merovech would likeit if I squirted some clover honey behind each ear?"

"Honey, Merovech isn't interested in your ears!" Buffy said witha laugh.

"Is anyone listening to me?" said Misty.

"We're listening," said Barbi. "By the way, Buff, do you stillhave that nail polish?"

And so it went. Misty sighed and checked their surroundings for suspiciousclumps of grass. It was just then that Bonnie let out a shriek. "Mouse!" shecried. "Oh dear God! Oh dear God!"

"Some of nature's humblest creatures undergo a strange alchemywhen fays are near. The most remarkable example of this phenomenon is thelowly field mouse, who becomes a fierce and lethal hunter whenever a crinolinais unlucky enough to cross his path. Undaunted by her crinolines, he dartsstraight up her leg and then bites her where she is most tender. Unlessshe can quickly pull him free, his little nips will soon overcome her.Her crinolines are now a hindrance to her as she struggles to grasp himand toss him away . . . ."

Misty looked over and saw the mouse, just a few feet from Bonnie. She andthe others turned to run, only to realize that the big rock was surroundedby a gang of the evil little creatures! They were resting on their hind legs,blinking their beady little eyes, and licking their lips. Gasping and cryingnow, the four fays jumped up onto the rock and tucked their skirts betweentheir legs. "Don't move," said Misty. For once, the others paid attention.

Minutes passed, and nothing happened. Misty looked down at the nearest mouse,and for the first time her keen crinolina eyesight perceived something verystrange: on the creature's belly a word was stenciled: ACME. "What thefuck is this?" she said.

"A diversion, if cleverly engineered, can be very effective. . . . "

Misty examined the other mice and saw that all were marked in exactly thesame way. What's more, aside from blinking and licking, the little monsterswere not moving at all. With further scrutiny, it soon became clear that theirblinks and licks had a distinctly mechanical rhythm. "They're not real!" saidMisty. "Hey guys, they're not . . . ." Just then she realized shewas alone on the rock. Where had the others gone? She heard a moan, comingfrom beyond the far edge, so she walked over to take a look. There, on theground below her, lay Barbi, Buffy, and Bonnie. Their dresses looked . . .disheveled, as if something had been pawing at them. Each girl had a bite markhigh on her left breast. Clearly, some critter much bigger than a mouse wasresponsible. The girls appeared to be semi-conscious: they moaned, and kickedspasmodically, but otherwise produced no sound or movement. Misty was aboutto jump down to take a closer look, when she heard a noise behind her. Sheturned. It was Coyote. His right paw was extended, and in it was a little heapof gray powder. "Acme's patented Sleepy Dust," he said. "Justthe thing for quiet captures!" Then he blew the powder into her face.

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—This is my first attempt at having a work of fiction read by others. Constructive criticism is encouraged, or you can tell me it sucks. So long as it is done in a cordial manner, all comments are welcome.— * Before it happened, I could have been labeled as ‘average.’ However, more specifically, I was a dreamer, a video game aficionado, and a kid who wished his life was more than it was. By the time I was 16, this disdain for the normalcy of my life led me to kendo, karate, studies of ancient...

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by Lubrican Misty bounced and bobbed as she skipped toward her father down the drive. He had just gotten home and she was obviously very excited about something. Bob watched happily as she came toward him. She was fun to watch. Misty had taken after her mother, growing nice big handfuls of breasts, with prominent and usually hard nipples. She didn't like to wear bras. The fact she was his daughter didn't bother him. She was a babe, pure and simple, and babes were fun to watch. He envied...

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Part 1Well, this is it. A while now i was thinking of writing a story, and i guess that time is now.I post my story here, and not in the blog. Due to the fact that is’t a true story, it happend to me a few years ago… over 15 to be exact…but i still remeber it as if it happend yesterday. One last thing, if you’r not into medical stuff, you probably won't get much of a kick out of it, but for those out there who do, just like me, here it is…When i was 19 years old, i was going to nursing school...

Slaves of the Amethyst part eleven

Jennifer had been becoming accustomed to life in the cellars and, whilst it was frequently arduous and often painful, it no longer held the dread that she had first held it in. It was, as Rachel had said, a very safe environment, even cosy in some bizarre way. You felt cocooned in the cellars, protected in some way and whilst many of the experiences were difficult to understand there was at least the comfort in knowing that they were not incomprehensible and that they were not random but...

Zachs Meteor

Zach's Meteor I was born in a small town, as the song says, but unlike the song, I managed to find a way to leave it behind, and until recently, I thought I thought I would never come back. Until the day Zach's meteor changed everything. My way out of my small town was through medicine. I got into med school, and ended up taking Psychology, and became a psychiatrist who specialized in gender issues. You have no idea how prevalent this is, but there are darn few of us who are...

Meteor

Meteor by g.p. Friday Tony Ward and his best friend Steve Sanders were nearing the end of their first week of a two week holiday in a rented beach house on North Carolina's Outer Banks. It was the second week of September, the weather was just as good as mid summer, the crowds were gone, and the rental rates were about half of peak season. The only risk to this week of pure relaxation could have been an off chance hurricane, but figured the odds slim especially since the...

comet

Blowing CometComet, my 5 year old golden retreiver, and I have been playing for a coupleof years now. But until recently I've never been able to get him to mountmy mouth. It finally worked.We usually start out playing around on the floor with each other. I'll gethim a bit excited, then reach under him and rub his sheath. As soon as myhand makes contact he stops and stands perfectly still. He knows what iscoming.I'll stroke his cock a few minutes till it starts peeking out. Then...

Comet Q

Comet Quetzalcoatl—technically Comet C-2014/UN271, but called Comet Q because of some inane conspiracy theory connecting it to the gods of the Aztec calendar—curled across half the sky, visible even in the daytime, looking to Lena like the arched eyebrow of a disapproving parent.Surely the end of the world was at hand.It meant nothing of course; the comet was just another dead space rock from the Oort Cloud, unfortunate enough to be visiting Earth’s neighborhood at a time when science was...

Maiden Voyage of the Amethyst Dream

Man: As I drive along Shoreline Drive, enjoying the cool breeze off the bay, I am a bit nervous. Thinking of her waiting for me at the hotel, I am hopeful that she will enjoy the evening I have planned for the two of us. It has been so exciting these past few weeks since I first met her and I really want tonight to be something special. I pray that all of my preparation and planning will make the impression on her that I desire. As I slow the car to turn into the hotel parking lot, I am...

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