Luna's “rescue” didn't mean that the tiny dryadi's ordeal was over. First, an unfamiliar hand slid protectively over her flushed form, the sudden motion pushing her deep into the slimy pillow beneath her. The little fey let out a tiny, muffled cry of dismay, arching against Akris's palm to try to escape the inevitable. Her small, naked body, already glistening with a lewd mixture of moth saliva, mushroom slime, sweat, and her own honey, was completely coated in a fresh layer of mushroom goo.<br/><br/>Luna took in a deep breath as soon as the gigantic hand went away. It was hard to ignore the feeling of the hot, tingly slime touching her<i>everywhere</i>, like countless hands fondling her, massaging her, driving her crazy.<br/><br/>Berrac didn't fare much better. His fingers slipped beneath her legs and butt and gave a gentle tug, bringing half her body into the air. She gave a little cry, her sticky wings feeling like they’d tear and her heavy brown hair feeling like it would be pulled out if Berrac tried any harder.<br/><br/>Thankfully, he soon ripped out the whole mushroom instead. If it meant she wouldn't be hurt, she could put up with a little mushroom goo, right? After all, how long could it possibly be until someone could help her?<br/><br/>When Berrac lowered his head to talk to her, she tried to sound like she<i>wasn’t</i>losing her mind with pleasure for a few seconds. It didn’t work.<span style="color: #006666">“I’ll... do my best,”</span>she said with a little gasp, but she’d already forgotten what he wanted her to do. Something about the one with unfamiliar hands...<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>Luna was delirious by the time they arrived at the base over eight hours later. If the mushroom was having an effect on Berrac, Luna was feeling it a thousand times over. She was already sensitive, even for a fey, and after being left half-fucked and soaking in slimy aphrodisiac for hours, her brain was filled with a warm buzzing. She was so lost that her hands, instead of helping her find release, just squeezed handfuls of mushroom at her sides over and over. She didn’t notice the sensual sounds that spilled from her lips as Berrac climbed down, each sudden movement sending heat coursing through the helpless fairy. And sometimes his fingers would brush over her hypersensitive form and she’d see stars... but it was never quite enough.<br/><br/>She could hear people talking as she stared blankly at the ceiling. Even though they’d stopped moving, she could still barely think. After so long on the mushroom, she wasn’t sure she’d ever go back to normal again. The amazing, tingly, torturous heat all over her was all she could think about.<br/><br/><span style="color: #006666">“Help!”</span>Luna cried deliriously.<span style="color: #006666">“Please!”</span>Her voice cracked, filled with more pent-up sexual frustration than she’d ever felt in her whole life. She already wasn’t sure she’d ever be the same, but the longer she spent covered in mushroom aphrodisiac, the more she lost herself. All she could think about was a thousand hands washing the slime off her in a hot bath and then making her cum so hard she passed out.<br/><br/>Needless to say, she was in no condition to introduce herself to the new people they’d encountered at the base.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>