From her hiding place in Peaseblossom’s ear, Moth peeked out and beheld Titania, their mistress, the Fairy Queen of the Forest of Ardor. She had approached the stone basin fountain in the clearing and was now flashing her eyes around right and left, attempting to make sense of this strange scene. Even though she was fairly certain Titania hadn’t seen her, Moth still felt her little heart buzzing away just from the sight of their mistress. Titania was imposing to say the least. Standing at nine feet tall and deathly beautiful, imperial regality and weird majesty graced every contour of her her face, and every aspect of her lithe curvaceous body. She was clothed in a long, black, gossamer dress that was embellished with strange, ancient runes and patterns, which blended seamlessly with the currents of jet-black hair that flowed down to the middle of her back. Every gesture, every motion she made, was infused with her ancient authority. 

Her dark eyes regarded everything before her. Peaseblossom was lying there on the forest floor beside the large basin of the stone fountain, and from the looks of her, Titania immediately deduced that she had been forced to cum so many times that she had completely lost her senses. She had seen Peaseblossom, and the other fairies in her train for that matter, go way overboard before, but she couldn’t remember seeing any of them this bad. Peaseblossom’s tongue hung out of her sagging mouth, and a large puddle of drool had gathered by her mouth on the ground. Her eyes were still open, but completely rolled back into her head, so much so that Titania thought that she looked like one of those humans possessed by a nasty forest wraith. 

But the Fairy Queen knew that one of her fairies couldn’t be possessed like that by something as lowly as a forest wraith. Just to make sure, Titania’s eyes quickly went to Peaseblossom’s pussy — yes, there was no mistaking it: her snatch was actually steaming, and still leaking a lazy stream of piping hot cum out onto the ground. As Titania approached, she could hear that Peaseblossom’s pussy was still bubbling. 

“Goats amok!” Titania exclaimed, “Peaseblossom! Out! Come out of it!” 

But Peaseblossom gave no indication that she had heard Titania. The Fairy Queen stood there silently for a few moments, until she suddenly bent down, touching Peaseblossom’s forehead with a long finger as she muttered something under her breath in a strange arcane language. With a sudden jolt, Peaseblossom started up, sitting upright against the stone fountain as she took great gulps of air. It was as if she had just come up from deep underwater. 

“Steady now, little girl…easy…easyyyyy,” said Titania soothingly, combing her long fingers lovingly through Peaseblossom’s hair. As Peaseblossom struggled to regain her senses, Titania kept glancing around for clues as to what had happened. She thought it was a bit odd that none of the other fairies were anywhere to be seen…and then her eyes fell upon the glass vial of the shrink potion. A slow smile immediately began to spread itself across her face. She knew what was going on now. Titania couldn’t help but chuckle a little as she reached out and picked up the shrink potion. Its jet-black contents sparkled and swirled mysteriously, reflecting Titania’s dark stare. From a single glance, she could tell that this was an especially potent potion — it must have come from far in the West, beyond the Garden of the Hesperides. How had her fairies come by something like this? 

But her thoughts were interrupted by Peaseblossom’s weak and desperately pleading voice.

“M-my…my mistress!” she gasped, stretching out her hand toward Titania. “G-get…get them out of me!” 

Titania blinked slowly as she leaned in toward Peaseblossom, the same slow smile on her face. 

“I know, Peaseblossom…I know where they are — and don’t worry, I’ll get them out.” She sat down next to Peaseblossom and crossed her great arms across her prodigious chest. “Ok!” she said, quite a bit louder, “Moth! I can smell you the clearest. You come out first!” 

Moth gave no immediate response. Still hiding in Peaseblossom’s ear, her body started to shake. 

“Moth!” called Titania, a little louder this time, “you have one last chance to obey me before I find you myself. And that will not be pleasant for you.”

“Ok!” came her sudden squeaking voice from inside Peaseblossom’s ear. “Ok, mistress! Ok! I’m…I’m coming!” After a few seconds of jostling her tiny body as she tried to get proper footing, Moth emerged from the ear. Peaseblossom reached her hand up to snatch Moth out, but Titania held her back, allowing Moth to emerge on her own accord. She had a sheepish expression on her face as her contrite eyes looked up at her mistress. Titania’s eyebrows went up as she regarded Moth, at first miming a displeased and serious expression. Moth started to shake even more, and in her fear she lost her footing on the edge of Peaseblossom’s ear.

“Aaaaaaaa!” she cried in her shrunken little voice as she tumbled down onto Peaseblossom’s shoulder, then down her perky breasts, and on down her stomach until she fell straight into her bellybutton, finally coming to a stop. Titania laughter bubbled up as she watched Moth yell and fall over herself. 

“Not…funny!” said Moth indignantly as she struggled to situate herself in the bellybutton. She stood upright and put her hands on her hips, frowning up at her mistress, who was continuing to laugh down at her. Standing upright like this, Moth’s hips were even with the opening of Peaseblossom’s bellybutton — it was half as deep as she was tall. 

“G-get…th-the…the rest out!” said Peaseblossom with labored breath. Evidently, even though she wasn’t being wrecked by uncontrollable orgasms anymore, having two other miniature fairies in her uterus was overstimulation enough. 

“Hmmm,” said Titania sarcastically, “I wonder where they could beeeee?” Her eyes flashed down to Moth, who contritely took her hands off her hips and pointed straight down, to the bottom part of Peaseblossom’s belly. Titania’s smile grew wider. 

“I should have known right away,” she chuckled, and then brought her face down until her lips were right next to Moth, hovering right over the nether regions of Peaseblossom’s abdomen. 

“Cobweb!” came the Fairy Queen’s voice, resounding authoritatively as she spoke directly into Peaseblossom’s belly, “Mustardseed! Come out of there!” 

There was silent stillness for a moment. The two fairies, deep in Peaseblossom’s uterus, were standing stock still, hoping that their mistress wouldn’t hear or smell them. 

“Come on you two!” called Titania, a little louder this time. “Do you really think you can hide from me in there? I can smell you! I can hear your little lungs breathing! I know you’re in there!”

Their game was up — they knew it…they looked at each other. “…No we’re not!” called up Mustardseed. Titania looked at Moth, who cocked her head and threw up her hands. The Fairy Queen laughed again. 

“Now come on out of there, ok? But step carefully — I think Peaseblossom’s had enough stimulation for one day, don’t you think?”

“She deserved it,” said Moth, glaring up at Peaseblossom from her standing position in her bellybutton. “She made me drink so much of that potion that I shrank down until they couldn’t even see me anymore!” 

“A-already…t-told you I was…sorry!” said Peaseblossom through gritted teeth, her face turning red again as she fought to maintain her composure. It was especially difficult for her, because even though Mustardseed and Cobweb were stepping carefully as they walked back towards her vaginal opening, they still were doing little things to turn her on all over again. As they exited her uterus, Cobweb didn’t leave without punching her little fairy fist into Peaseblossom’s uterine wall one last time. And as they squished and squelched back up through her cervical canal, Mustardseed kept “tripping” and falling down. All of these little tricks were causing Peaseblossom’s arousal to build up all over again. 

“Come on you two, enough with your little tricks,” said Titania. “Come on out — I’ve got some questions to ask you.” 

“And we have some, uh…some questions for you too,” said Moth, suddenly remembering the fact that their mistress was in love with a strange donkey-headed human creature.
Peaseblossom gaped and gasped as the other two fairies squeezed themselves through her cervix opening and started slithering back up through her vaginal canal. Moth remembered what Puck had told them…about Oberon being responsible for the whole abomination of their mistress falling in love with this donkey-human hybrid abomination. 

“Mistress!” she said suddenly, raising her voice in exited indignation, “y-you…you have to know what’s going on with you being…in…in love with that...that thing! Puck told us that — ”

But Titania put up a hand, smiling as she silenced her fairy. “Enough, Moth,” she said kindly, “I know all about it. My Lord Oberon has explained everything to me as we flew around the globe on our nightly sojourn, just a few minutes ago.”

“He…he told you!?” asked Moth. Titania nodded as Peaseblossom gasped again. The Fairy Queen rolled her eyes and brought her face down to Peaseblossom’s vagina. 

“Hurry up in there!” she called in the the vagina. 

“We’re coming, we’re coming!” came cobweb’s little voice from somewhere deep in the fleshy folds. 

“And…and you’re not mad at him!?” asked Moth, continuing their conversation. “Not mad at Puck!?” 

“Oh, we reached a little agreement,” said Titania, smiling furtively. “I’ll tell you all about it…when I can see all of you!” She had turned to say the last few words back into Peaseblossom’s vagina. Cobweb and Mustardseed quickened their pace, causing Peaseblossom to reach the edge of stimulation again. A few seconds later Titania could see them emerge from Peaseblossom’s snatch. But as they climbed out, Cobweb “accidentally” bumped her head against Peaseblossom’s clit. This sharp stimulation was enough to make Peaseblossom orgasm again, and she squirted a fresh torrent of cum straight up out of her snatch, catching both Cobweb and Mustardseed in its flow. They tumbled down, head over heels and screaming, in the onslaught of Peaseblossom’s ejaculate, as their inch-high bodies were deposited roughly on the forest floor. They both stood up, coughing and sputtering as they wiped their eyes and shook the cum from their little bodies. 

“I said no more tricks!” said Titania, smiling in spite of herself. 

“It was an accident!” said Cobweb, pretending innocence as she squeezed cum out of her hair. 

“An accident like curdled milk!” yelled Peaseblossom angrily, and she made a move to snatch Cobweb off the ground. Cobweb yelped out and hid behind Mustardseed, who herself was quaking in fear of Peaseblossom’s revenge. But Titania reached over and grabbed the fairy’s hand, pacifying her angry movements with a single look. 

“Calm down Peaseblossom,” she said soothingly. “It’s over.”

“B-but…but mistress!” she complained, “they jumped inside me when I was passed out!”

“And you’ve done similar things to them in the past, have you not?” said Titania. “Come on Peaseblossom, have a sense of humor. And don’t try and pretend that you didn’t have it coming, shrinking down Cobweb like that!”

“I didn’t mean to!” said Peaseblossom heatedly. “How long are you going to throw that in my face Cobweb, huh?”

“Probably at least until the end of the day,” said Cobweb, leaning down to shake the cum out of her ears. She glanced up at Peaseblossom mischievously, knowing that, even though she was only an inch tall right now, she was safe from Peaseblossom’s wrath, since Titania was there.

“So how was it, having two fairies play “bounce-off-the-walls-of-your-uterus?” she said, cackling up at Peaseblossom. 

“Little bitch!” said Peaseblossom dangerously. “You better be glad our mistress is here. Otherwise I’d eat you alive.”

“Like hell you would,” said Mustardseed, laughing as she continued to dry herself off. “If you swallowed her she’d just crawl through your intestines until she reached your ass, and then can you imagine what kind of fun she’d have in there?” Peaseblossom huffed and looked back over at Cobweb, who stuck her tongue out and flicked it back and forth. 

“What a dirty little degenerate,” Peaseblossom grumbled, shaking her head. 

“Hold on!” said Moth, mockingly bringing her hand to her ear. “Hold on a second — did I hear that right? Did I actually hear Peaseblossom, yes Peaseblossom…call someone else degenerate!?”

“Pot calling the kettle black doesn’t even begin to touch it,” chuckled Mustardseed, shaking her head. 

“It’s kind of like the moon bitching about the tides,” laughed Cobweb.

“Ok, ok!” said Peaseblossom, rolling her eyes, a hint of a smile starting to announce itself behind her indignation. “You’re all just a big bough of bitches, you know that right?” 

“Of course we do!” said Mustardseed brightly. 

“Loud, proud, and unbowed!” said Cobweb, putting up her hand like she was taking an oath.

“Enough,” said Titania, even though her huge body was shaking with laughter. She loved her little train of fairies…they were always such a joy to be around, even if they could get out of hand sometimes.

“So,” said Titania, once she had gotten her fairies to be quiet. She held up the vial of shrink potion. “Where did you four come by this?” 

Peaseblossom sat up straighter against the stone fountain. With Peaseblossom in this new position, Moth fell into a sitting position on the bottom edge of the comparatively-giant fairy’s bellybutton, so that her little legs were dangling down in midair. Moth leaned on her hands, the entire upper half of her body framed by Peaseblossom’s navel, as she smiled mischievously. The other three fairies were smiling as well — Cobweb and Mustardseed had shaken and squeezed about as much of Peaseblossom’s cum off their bodies as they could, and they all exchanged furtive glances. 

“What?” said Titania, arching her eyebrow as she leaned down to interrogate her train. The normal-sized, 5-foot Peaseblossom seemed huge to the inch-high, shrunken fairies, but at a full 9 feet tall, Titania was huger still, and even a single arch of her eyebrow was enough to make her impish and playful fairies go quiet. 

“I can tell that something’s going on with you four,” said Titania warily, cocking her head. “And you’re going to tell me what it is.” 

Peaseblossom looked down into her navel at Moth, who was looking straight up into Peaseblossom’s face. Their eyebrows went up at the same time and Moth sighed and shrugged her shoulders. She turned and looked down at Cobweb and Mustardseed, who were standing nervously next to each other. Cobweb was staring very hard at an earthworm tunnel in the dirt, trying to avoid eye contact with her mistress; Mustardseed had picked up a dandelion seed from the forest floor and was anxiously twirling it around like an umbrella. They had been having such fun with the shrink potion, and they were afraid that if they told Titania the truth, she would take it away from them. 

Titania looked between the four of them for an answer, and, receiving none, she drew in her breath calmly and spoke again. “One of you is going to tell me,” she said coolly, “or else no more pixie pears until the new moon…for any of you.”

All four of the fairies erupted in dismay.

“No!” cried Cobweb, her eyes jumping up from the earthworm tunnel to meet Titania’s pleadingly. 

“Oh!” cried Mustardseed in horror, mistakenly inhaling some of the fluffy white dandelion pappus up her nose as she fearfully sucked in her breath. She subsequently sneezed, scattering the other white pappuses into the air in a little white cloud. 

“Hey!” whined Moth, throwing up her hands in a motion of surrender as she shook her head vigorously back and forth. In doing so, she nearly fell out of Peaseblossom’s bellybutton, and had to thrust her arms down again to steady herself. 

“Ok, ok!” said Peaseblossom quickly, mirroring Moth as she held up her hands in surrender. “We’ll tell you, mistress! We’ll tell you!” Titania smiled and folded her arms across her chest — she knew exactly how to get to them, that was for sure. Pixie pears were far and away their favorite food; she had often caught the four of them munching on the sweet fruits in her bower as she tried to sleep. The soft little crunching sounds were certainly cute, but they would keep her awake, and on several occasions she actually had to wrestle the little fruits of of their hands. 

Titania looked expectantly at Peaseblossom, who looked at the other three fairies, sighed, and spoke, wincing a little, hoping that their mistress wouldn’t get mad. “So…so, uh…Puck gave it to us.”

“Puck!?” burst out Titania. “That dirty little hobgoblin! He’s been up to even more mischief than I thought! And you four…you accepted it, just like that!?”

“W-well,” said Peaseblossom nervously, “w-we…we were, uh…we just thought — ”

“You didn’t think for one instant,” said Titania emphatically, her arms still folded across her huge chest. “I can see it happening right now — that sleazy little sprite dangled this potion in front of you. All four of you go wide-eyed and start drooling as you imagine shrinking each other down. Puck goes off to do Oberon’s bidding…and you all proceed to have your fun, totally distracted from your duties. Am I right?” 

The four fairies bowed their heads in shame. They knew their mistress was right.

“We’re…we’re sorry, mistress!” cried Peaseblossom, tears forming in her eyes. “We…we thought that…uh…P-puck told us that he was…was going to undo the spell from that flower! Th-that…that made you fall in love with that…thing!”

“We thought he had it all taken care of!” pleaded Moth, beating her lower legs anxiously against Peaseblossom’s flesh. 

“And we didn’t want to disturb you, mistress, when he told us what he had done to you!” said Cobweb breathlessly, bobbing up and down on her tiptoes. 

“B-because…because you told us not to!” added Mustardseed quickly, wiping her nose and then sneezing again. 

“Hold, fairies, hold,” said Titania gently, extending out her hands palm-down as she pet the air in a motion of peace. “I’m not angry with you.”

“Y-you’re not?” sniffed Peaseblossom. 

“No,” said Titania, smiling warmly. The fairies all sighed in relief. “But I do want you four to be more careful about what you accept from Puck. He might feign innocence, but he’s almost always up to something naughty.” 

“Wellll…” said Moth slowly, “we did kinda…uh…you know…trap him and, uh…played with him a little before he gave us the potion.”

“Oh?” said Titania.

“Yeeeaaaahhhhh,” said Cobweb, “we, uh…we kinda had our way with him.” 

“Like four or five times each,” added Mustardseed, before sneezing a third time. 

“Serves him right, the nasty little imp,” chuckled Titania. “Puck should know that if he plays with fire he’s going to get burned.” 

“Oh we burned him all right,” said Peaseblossom, licking her lips. 

“Roasted and ate him alive, more like,” said Moth, smiling as she remembered his cock exploding in her mouth. 

“I think he’s been eating more dewberries lately,” said Cobweb. “Gods above he tasted good.” 

“His cum tastes better when you have to suck it out of him,” said Mustardseed, “which is why I…I…—Aaaachoooooo!!” 

“Geez, are you actually allergic to dandelions?” asked Cobweb incredulously. 

“N-not…not allergic…I just…just…aaaaccchhhoooo!!”

“Here,” said Titania kindly, bending down as she extended her hand, “Why don’t you take a little dip in the fountain, Mustardseed? It should clear your nose right up.” 

“I don’t think — ” began Mustardseed, but she was abruptly cut off by her mistress’s hand wrapping around her inch-high body. Anything she said afterward was muffled by Titania’s huge hand. As Titania was a 9-foot tall giantess, Mustardseed’s little body was smaller than one of her mistress’s fingernails. 

“In you go!” said Titania brightly, tossing Mustardseed into the fountain. She came up sputtering, momentarily stunned by the water’s coolness. But a few seconds later she was swimming around happily, her sinuses having been cleared by the clear water. 

“Me next! Me next!” called Cobweb, jumping up and down. “I wanna go for a swim too!” 

Titania smiled as she bent down again to collect Cobweb, and tossed her into the fountain too. 

“Can I go too?” asked Moth from her sitting position in Peaseblossom’s bellybutton. Titania nodded, but before she could reach down to fetch her, Peaseblossom had already done so, catching Moth by surprise as she hurled her into the water. Moth came up spitting water. 

“Bitch move, Pease!” she called up, gesturing rudely in Peaseblossom’s direction. A few seconds later, Moth, Cobweb, and Mustardseed were all engaged in a splash war. 

“Do you want me to shrink you down so you can join them?” Titania asked Peaseblossom, as she shook the vial of shrink potion in her direction.

“No thank you mistress,” said Peaseblossom graciously. “I just wanna put my legs in the water for now.” She turned to stand up, stretching her legs for a moment, and then sat down on the edge of the stone fountain, putting her bare legs in the water up to her calves. The other three fairies swam over to Peaseblossom’s legs, continuing their splash war as they took turns hiding behind the pillars of their friend’s limbs. Titania sat down on the fountain’s edge next to Peaseblossom. Sitting down this way, the top of Peaseblossom’s head only reached Titania’s nipples, which protruded with her huge breasts through her thin, black, gossamer dress. 

“So…” said Peaseblossom to Titania, after a few moments of watching the other fairies play in the water, “ummm…so, Oberon told you about how, uh….how you fell in love with that…that ass-headed human?” 

“He did, yes,” said Titania, chuckling as she nodded her head. 

“And you, umm…you two worked out some kind of, uh…deal?” continued Peaseblossom. 

“We came to an agreement,” said Titania, smiling down at the fairy as her eyes sparkled darkly. Peaseblossom badly wanted to know what kind of “agreement” she was talking about, but she was hesitant to ask. Oberon and Titania were the King and Queen of the forest, and their private dealings were…well, private. 

“Suffice it to say,” said Titania, evidently well-pleased with herself, “that you four will find out what I’m talking about soon enough.”

“We will!?” came Moth’s excited voice from the fountain. The other three fairies had stopped splashing each other and were listening intently to the conversation. 

“Oh yes!” said Titania happily. “And I would have shown you earlier, but I needed to punish you all a little bit for being so gullible to Puck’s whiles.”

“But he’s so sneaky!” protested Mustardseed. “He acts all casual, like it’s not a big deal, but secretly he’s conniving to turn everything into chaos!”

“My point exactly,” said Titania. “And I had a few words with Oberon and, while my Fairy King was definitely responsible for making a fool out of me, he spoke to me in such words, and did such…lovely things to me…”

“Please skip ahead,” said Peaseblossom quickly. She didn’t want to get turned on all over again — the mere mention of Oberon and Titania doing dirty things to each other was enough to lubricate her exhausted pussy. 

Titania laughed. “Well, anyway — Oberon was able to persuade me to forgive him. And in his place, he offered up someone in return, who I could retaliate against, to even the score between us.”

“Who?” asked Cobweb, who was floating on her back in an acorn shell. 

“Yes, who??” asked Moth, who had her arms crossed against a floating twig as she treaded water. 

“Who else but the one who’s responsible?” asked Titania merrily. “The little trickster goblin himself!”

She snapped her fingers, and Puck immediately fell out of one of the trees that was overhanging the fountain. He had been hiding there, eavesdropping on the conversation, totally unaware that Titania had known of his presence the whole time. He yelled out and would have sprung up to flee, but Titania had produced a handful of sparkling dust in her palm and threw it onto his prone body. Puck found that he could still form words, but that his entire body seemed to have become paralyzed by the magic dust. He strained his voice to speak pleadingly up at Titania as she looked down at him with a grin on her face. Peaseblossom had helped the other three fairies out of the water and was holding them in the palm of her hand — with Titania, all four of them stared down at the vulnerable, paralyzed fairy. 

“P-please, please m-my queen!” he said desperately. “It…it wasn’t my idea! I was…I was just doing what…what my Lord Oberon commanded!” 

“Mmhmm,” said Titania, the smile not leaving her face.

“Trying to wheedle out of trouble as usual!” said Peaseblossom, delight brightening her face. 

“Look at him, trying to blame Oberon! Boy he must really be desperate!” cackled Moth. 

“Or insane!” laughed Cobweb. 

“It’s what he gets, messing with our mistress!” snickered Mustardseed. 

“If…if you want someone to revenge yourself upon,” pleaded Puck to Titania, ignoring the other fairies’ taunts, “then he’s the one!”

“Oh, but Puck,” said Titania, pouting her lips in mock-sorrow, “Lord Oberon already apologized to me profusely in the most…graphic of terms…and, unfortunately for you, the two of us have already come to an agreement.”

“An…agreement?!” asked Puck, his eyes widening in fear. 

“Yes,” purred Titania down to him. She shook the vial of the shrink potion at him. 

“N-no!” he stuttered. “Y-you’re not…you’re not going to shrink me down are you!?” 

Titania laughed musically into the air. “Oh no, Puck! Nothing so easy for you as that!” She turned to her fairies, who had guessed Titania’s game and were quivering with anticipation. She turned back to Puck, leaned down, and drew a single long finger down the length of his cock. It immediately sprang to attention, pointing directly up at the forest canopy, as hard as the stone basin of the fountain. Titania gestured to her fairy train. 

“These four,” she said slowly, deliciously, “are going to all shrink down…and go on an adventure — ”

“N-no…” said Puck, his voice full of dread.

“In your cock!” laughed Titania triumphantly.