Chronicles of Eden - Act V (25 page)

“What the hell am I seeing?” Triska asked with confusion.

The fluugher enjoyed the sweet nectar of the butterfly girl before lowering her to face her again, the plant monster having a loving smile on her face while the captive butterfly groaned and watched her with teary eyes.

“Please… no more…” she whimpered.

The fluugher smirked then picked off one of the strange fruits it had growing from its bud. Holding it close to the girl’s mouth the captive butterfly trembled with fear and shook her head.

“No… no more… please,” she begged before the fluugher forced the fruit into her mouth. The butterfly whimpered and coughed as the plant monster pushed the fruit slowly yet firmly in. While she did so the fluugher continued to rub the butterfly’s belly which was gurgling and rumbling.

“What is going on here?” Triska asked shaking her head.

“She was begging for it to stop, I’m guessing nothing good,” Tabitha reasoned.

They watched as the fluugher force-fed three more of the strange fruits to the butterfly girl, each one making her stomach rumble and groan more loudly. The plant monster had a kind smile on her face the whole time while the butterfly was straining herself as she kept groaning in pain and rolling her eyes. Her wings barely fluttered while her arms and legs didn’t try to free herself, her fatigue and loss of willpower being evident as she gave no resistance to the fluugher feeding her like this.

“I never read about fluughers doing this with anyone,” Triska mentioned.

“She looks to be in pain,” Tabitha pointed out as the butterfly girl was grunting and groaning more and more.

After a while the fluugher stopped feeding the butterfly who was now gritting her teeth with a flushed face. Her stomach was rumbling loudly while the tendril in her ass was wiggling harder and faster. The plant monster watched as the butterfly cried and gasped while her body began to lurch and tremble while being restrained.

“God… make it stop! Make it stop!” the butterfly cried out before looking at the fluugher with sheer fright. The plant monster continued to smile at her as it held one arm around the girl’s waist and rested a hand on her stomach.

“No! Not again! Please, don’t!” the butterfly screamed out with terror.

“I don’t think I like where this is going,” Triska commented.

The butterfly screamed out in agony while shutting her eyes before the fluugher yanked the tendril out of her ass. The plant monster then pressed hard on the girl’s stomach, causing a body reaction that made both Triska and Tabitha gasp while holding hands over their mouths.

“Oh
fuck
!” Triska cried out as they saw the butterfly defecating violently onto the ground next to the fluugher. The poor girl groaned loudly as her eyes rolled back into her head, her voice becoming strained and hoarse as the fluugher kept pushing on her stomach.

“That is
horrid
,” Tabitha scowled before she looked away while closing her eyes.

Triska watched with shock as the butterfly released a great deal of waste onto the ground near the fluugher, the monster’s tendrils then beginning to mix it in with the dirt and toil it around along the ground. She then looked over to where she saw the other fluugher with its manure pile from before, her eyes widening with horror as she caught a glimpse of a giant butterfly’s wing in the mulch before it was pulled under by a green tendril.

“Oh dear lord,” she breathed out. “They’re killing them.”

Tabitha looked at her with confusion then over to the other manure pile before both girls jumped as they saw a tendril moving around in the mulch and lifting up a hand briefly before it was brought back down into the ground. They both then looked over to the other butterfly as she finally finished releasing her waste onto the ground, her breathing sharp and ragged as her body kept convulsing from her large defecation. The fluugher holding her smirked then kissed the girl passionately, the butterfly’s eyes slowly closing as she moaned into the kiss while the monster’s long tendrils continued to spread out the new batch of fertilizer around her bud.

“They’re making them shit themselves to death,” Triska said with shock.

“How?” Tabitha questioned.

The fluugher forced its tendril back into the ass of the butterfly girl to act as a plug before leaning back from the kiss. Their drool dripped down onto their breasts as the butterfly wearily watched the monster with teary eyes.

“Please… eight times… I can’t do it anymore…” she begged while trembling.

“Eight times?” Triska repeated with wide eyes.

“She’s done that
eight
times now?” Tabitha asked with wonder.

The fluugher smirked then picked another of its fruit for the butterfly who watched it with sorrowful eyes.

“No… no more… not again…” she whimpered before the fluugher began feeding her again.

Triska and Tabitha watched as the fluugher fed the butterfly fruit after fruit, all while watching the poor girl with a warm smile and rubbing her belly as if caressing it. The butterfly whimpered and cried with each piece she was forced to eat while she watched the monster with teary eyes.

“It’s that plant she’s feeding her,” Triska reasoned. “That must be what’s causing her to… to do that so much.”

“They’re using them as fertilizer makers,” Tabitha concluded looking back over to where they saw the remains of another giant butterfly buried in her own excrement. “Until they too are used as the fluugher’s ‘food’.”

“That’s horrible,” Triska empathized. “We have to save that girl. She’s going to die soon if we don’t.”

“Don’t be stupid. Look around her,” Tabitha warned.

Triska gazed around and slowly shook her head as she saw more fluughers near the captured butterfly, some of them watching as the butterfly was being prepared to provide more fertilizer for their twisted garden while others were watching Triska and Tabitha closely with lecherous smiles on their faces.

“They’re everywhere,” Triska realized.

“You see what’s happening to that butterfly?” Tabitha sternly said as she pointed to the girl who was still being fed the strange fruit and now crying softly with each piece being shoved into her mouth. “That’s what will happen to us if those things catch us, just like what they were planning to do with us a little while ago. If one of them snags us we’ll never get free from them all.”

“We can’t just leave her like this,” Triska argued. “Look at what they’re doing to her!”

“I’m not risking my life for someone who’s just become plant food,” Tabitha scoffed before she started walking away.

“Tabitha, we’re not leaving until-”

“Until we share the same fate?” Tabitha snapped back at her with a glare. “I have a job to do, to save a young princess and return her to her home. Look around you, there are no humans being raped to death in that garden, the ones who took the princess are not here, which means she isn’t either. If you wish to throw your life away in a vain attempt to save that monster then go ahead. I however have better things to be doing with my time.”

Triska looked at her with frustration then over to where the butterfly was being held captive. The two fluugher that were in front of the one holding the butterfly were watching Triska with slick grins while a few green tendrils slinked around through the flowers near them as well as waving around in the air. Triska slowly glanced around to seeing all the fluugher that were surrounding the butterfly then noticed all the compost patches that were spread about near them. Much of it seemed fresh as it still smelled most foul while insects were buzzing around them, making her wonder how many giant butterflies were buried within them.

“One of them nearly got you right away,” Tabitha mentioned. “It detained you easily enough and until I saved your ass was about to use you as a compost maker. How well do you think you’ll fare against so many all at once?”

“But we can’t just leave her… what they’re doing to her, its sick and cruel,” Triska pleaded while watching the butterfly being fed again as the fluugher watched her with a happy smile.

“They’re monsters,” Tabitha reminded her, with Triska then looking to her with worried eyes as the neko merely shrugged. “Being sick and cruel is what some of them do.”

“But… but…” Triska stuttered as she looked down and shut her eyes.

“Triska, I understand you want to help those around you,” Tabitha reasoned. “I get that you and your friends all want peace throughout all of Eden. But you need to learn something right here and now, something that will never change no matter how much you or your friends wish to fight against it.” Triska slowly looked over to her as the neko glanced back and watched the butterfly groaning in agony before the fluugher shoved another fruit into her mouth.

“No matter how hard you try, you can’t save everyone you meet.”

Triska shut her eyes and looked down and away, hearing the butterfly girl whimpering and groaning nearby while the sound of the fluughers’ rustling tendrils and silent purrs echoed out in the forest. Slowly she looked back to the butterfly, seeing her being eaten out again by the fluugher while the tendril in her ass kept moving up and down inside her to keep her backed up.

“If you charge at her now they’ll just hand her off further and further into the crowd of them,” Tabitha warned. “We’re not going to free her all by ourselves, and by the time we return to this place again she’ll have become one with the forest around her. Just forget her.”

“I won’t,” Triska said shaking her head slowly. “I won’t forget her. But you’re right, we’re outnumbered, we can’t save her. Still, we can help prevent this in the future.”

“Prevent it in the future?” Tabitha questioned with a raised eyebrow.

“This is just another reason the monarch needs to listen to Daniel,” Triska said looking to her with remorse. “The giant butterflies need allies to defend them. They have enemies just as we do, and need help surviving just as we do.”

Tabitha glanced back to the butterfly girl then to Triska before the teen started walking past her towards the trail.

“Let’s just leave, I can’t watch this anymore,” Triska said before heading off ahead. Tabitha watched her go then looked back to the butterfly as she was being eaten out by the fluugher, something the unlucky monster wasn’t enjoying too much as she felt like another round of defecating like she did before would be her end. After a moment Tabitha followed after Triska while remaining silent, the two girls leaving the twisted garden as they knew they wouldn’t be able to save anyone there today.

The two girls returned to Lucky and got back on, with Triska holding the reins as she tried to push the image of the giant butterfly that was violated in such a disgusting manner.

“Tell me,” she spoke while glancing to Tabitha behind her. “If you were paid to save that butterfly, would you still have left her to die?”

“Depends how much I was paid to save her,” Tabitha plainly replied. “If it was a small amount, I would return to my employer with news that the girl did not survive.”

“How much would you have to be paid in order to try to save someone from such a dire fate?”

“For that girl in there,” Tabitha said glancing over to the darkened woods. “Seeing as how she’s royally fucked no matter what, I doubt I could have been offered enough to take my chances with freeing her. I do like gold, don’t get me wrong, but I’m not about to get myself killed over a payout.”

“You’ll only save someone if you’re paid enough to do it,” Triska dryly summed up.

“I saved your ass in there,” Tabitha quipped. “For free I might add. Maybe I should charge you for that instead.”

Triska shook her head then snapped the reins, with Lucky then taking off along the trail as the two girls resumed their trek towards Rackleholm.

“Answer me this,” Triska asked back at Tabitha. “Are you being paid enough for you to genuinely try and save Complica? Or are you going to let her die if she’s in real danger?”

“The monarch promised me the greatest wealth in all of Flairwood for her safe return,” Tabitha answered. “It doesn’t matter who or what’s holding that young girl prisoner, I’m going to return her back to her mother even if I have to kill a whole village’s worth of people to do so.”

“You really are a mercenary,” Triska said looking ahead again.

“Adventurer!” the neko shouted at her. “That does it, you’re getting a bill from me when we return for saving your worthless hide back there, and you’d better pay up or else!”

The two girls rode off along the worn trail together, both focused on finding Complica and returning her to Flairwood safely. As they did a few of the tan colored fluugher watched them from the shadows and woods safely away from the trail, their warm and gentle smiles doing well to hide the fact that they would just as easily kill a woman to survive as they would a man.

In the world of Eden hardships and misfortune could happen on any day to anyone. Some would endure difficult and perhaps insurmountable trials while others would face disaster and sorrow with what lay before them. Perhaps they would manage to overcome these troubling times or simply bear through it in hope that tomorrow would hold a brighter path for them. It was often said that the best remedy for a bad day was a good night’s rest and a fresh start the following morning. This was mostly true as a new day held new possibilities and promises. However it wasn’t always as simple as retiring early and ending a bad day when you wanted.

The day wasn’t over until you got through the nightfall.

*****

The sun was starting to fall in the sky as the hours passed by. A gently flowing river ran through a quiet pasture while the rustling of a few tree branches from a small wooded area was heard near the clear blue stream. Standing at the edge of the riverbank an orc was gripping her large stone hammer while baring her teeth in defiance, her muscles tense while her eyes quickly glanced side to side at two monsters that stood before her with growing ire.

“For the last time,” Sasha hissed as she held her sword at the ready in one hand while staring down her comrade, the other cradling the fragment of Eden near her side. “Get in the water!”