"I don't know about this," Trifta said. "I hear the tribals aren't like the ones we talk to every day."

"Oh, you worry too much. Fairies are fairies, and we both know the fairy fields are always the places with the prettiest flowers, so what better place to visit?" said Mable.

Trifta, the worrywart of the pair, was a wolfess. She was dressed simply, in the sort of rough cloth adventurers tended to wear. A practical outfit for a practical anthro. Mable was a lizard girl, a bit more svelte than her friend, and dressed in a much more fashionable outfit, a light, wispy dress. They were new in the area, and the locals claimed that this was the nearest fairy field after Mable insisted they find one. Both were herbalists, and finding some exotic local flora was part of the reason they'd come here.

"But what if they're hostile?" Trifta said, brushing aside her gray bangs and looking nervously about.

"Who ever heard of a hostile fairy?" Mable countered. "Oh! Here's one now!"

A tiny buzzing form flitted up from among the wildflowers and hung briefly before them. It was very elusive, darting too and fro rather than giving them a chance to get a good look. It was a female--neither of the girls had ever even met a male fairy--and it was utterly nude. The only semblance of clothing was a coating of some sort of purple paint in intricate tribal designs across her arms, legs, and breast. When they were able to focus on her face, she seemed quite happy to see them.

"There, see?" Mable said. "She's friendly. Hello, Miss Fairy. This is a lovely field you have here."

"Err. Yes, quite pretty. I hope you don't mind if we take some--"

*PLOIT*

Trifta had barely begun the thought when she saw a blur of motion felt a warm, wet sensation on the tip of her muzzle. The fairy had driven herself butt first at the wolf and managed to squeeze her nose and chin between her tiny cheeks in the blink of an eye. Utilizing the magic she'd heard of but never seen, the fairy was squishing her much larger face down to the pinpoint necessary to slip into her anus, and the little creature's buzzing wings and swiveling hips were quickly claiming more and more of her head.

*SHLUCK* *SHLICK* *SHLP*

Mable was watching with wide-eyed awe as her friend's head seemed to literally vanish upon entering the tiny predator. When she was finally able to pull herself from her stupor to attempt to do something, the fairy had already slurped the whole of her friend's head up its bottom and was disappearing into to the increasingly baggy shirt of the wolfess. The creature was unseen among the folds of rough cloth, but some quirk or extra twist of magic had caused the struggling wolf's arms to slowly recede up into the shirt, like she was gulping them up one at a time before moving on to the rest of the body.

"No! Stop that! Spit her out!" Mable urged, pulling the shirt free to find the fairy had accelerated its anal meal.

Both arms and both breasts had popped inside the fairy, and now she was sliding swiftly down her flat midriff and beginning to claim her hips.

"Come here!" Mable yelped, reaching down for the fairy.

Rather than be caught, the fairy flitted straight up. Mable hoped for a half a moment that she would slip right off Trifta, but instead her ascent dragged the kicking legs of her meal up with her. The speed was enough to yank her up out of her pants and panties, leaving her bare from the waist down. Like an adult holding something just out of reach of a child, the fairy hung in the air, slurping up her friend just inches beyond her reach. In no time at all the curling toes shrunk away between the cheeks and the fairy hung in the air, her massive meal showing only as a very slight belly which she rubbed happily.

"You get back here with my friend right now!" Mable demanded.

She jumped, but the fairy flitted up and away from her flailing fingers and laughed a tinkling, musical little laugh.

"Okay, you asked for it," Mable said.

She reared back and threw her mouth wide, launching her sticky tough out like a harpoon. It struck the fairy with deadly accuracy, almost wholly enveloping the little creature before yanking her back. Mable's lips curled into a triumphant grin as she saw the fairy yank into her mouth, but she'd underestimated the power of reflexes. She'd never snatched something with her tongue that she'd not intended to eat, so when the captured fairy met the back of her throat, before she could manage to insert some voluntary thought into the situation, Mable swallowed.

"Oh... Oh no!" Mable cried, feeling the lithe, struggling form of the fairy who had eaten her friend as it slid down her throat.

"Don't panic, don't panic," Mable said out loud. "This isn't a problem. We'll just get back to town real quick, get a bottle of that stuff that makes people cough things up, and then I'll let the fairy out, and we'll make the fairy let Trifta out and everything's back to normal. It's as simple as..."

*BLORP*

Oddly, though the fairy was barely more than a mouthful, Mable suddenly felt very full. There was also an awful lot of motion in her tummy. She looked down to see a few lumps begin to stir within her belly, lumps that quickly revealed themselves to be feet. The feet stretched her stomach further and further, followed by the shapely legs and pert bottom of the friend she'd talked into visiting this place. The fairy released her meal, restoring it to full size as she did. As quickly as she'd been eaten, Trifta was back outside of the fairy... and inside her friend.

Mable stumbled backward, landing hard on the ground. Her smooth green scales were stretched tight around the naked form of her friend. Trifta was curled up in a ball, every line and curve of her body easily visible through the tight flesh wrapper that Mable's tummy had become.

"Mmmmble!?" murmured Trifta in a panic as she struggled, producing some very moist and rude squelches as she did.

"Easy! *hic* Stop struggling. *hic* Everything will be fine! We just need to-- *HIC*"

This final hiccup was accompanied by a lump traveling up her throat, and out from her mouth tumbled the fairy. It quickly flitted around behind Mable.

"Hey! Get back here! You can't get away with... OOF!"

Mable tried to turn, or even roll, but the weight of her friend and the awkwardness of the bulge were too much. She was entirely immobilized by the heavy meal.

"Trifta, this is going to be a little tricky. I'm not sure I can move with you inside me. And I--EEP!"

She felt a warmth at the tip of her tail and instantly realized what was happening. She turned her head and out of the corner of her eye could just barely see the hungry fairy gobbling up her tail. The smooth, scales slid easily between her lips and down her gulping throat, devouring a foot of the lashing limb with each swallow.

"You did that on purpose didn't you!" Mable said. "You let her out inside me so it would keep me from getting away!"

Mable didn't really expect an answer. After all, the creature's mouth was full. Tiny lips began to slid around Mable's shapely bottom, folding her in half and working up under her dress. The warmth and pressure slid easily and swiftly up her back and down her legs, compressing both her own form and that of her twice-devoured friend. Five good firm swallows later and the world went pink, the fairy's lips sliding shut over her nose and slipping down what remained of her feet.

Pulsing, wet muscles squeezed and kneaded her body, forcing it down into a slightly looser sack that must be the creature's stomach. Her tail was already coiled up in there waiting for her, and once her legs entered the stomach, Mable did her very best to fight her way free. It was useless. The caress of the flesh was tight enough to keep her from being able to do much more than wiggle. She felt like she was wrapped in wet silk. Her struggles caused the satinny flesh to rub all over her body. Slowly the desperation melted and was replaced with smoldering pleasure as the full body massage of the fairy's stomach was joined by the internal massage of her confused friend within.

"Uh... oh... I think we're going to... mmm... be okay, Trifta. Just... maybe wiggle a little more?"

~~~

The fairy buzzed its wings and took to the sky, now with twice the meal she had expected. She'd not seen creatures that large who were foolish enough to linger when she approached. And she'd certainly never seen one with a tongue that could do that. It would be wise to take them back to the queen to see what she wanted to do. Better to share them with the group. They'd probably be a lot of fun! And were definitely very tasty.