<span style="font-weight: bold">Name:</span>Feilathia (Often just called Fey).<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Species:</span>Half Green (water) Dragon with elven features.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Fetish's:</span><span style="font-style: italic">Likes:</span>Being toyed with and tortured via most insertion methods and fluid build up across my body (ie, sweat on feet).<span style="font-style: italic">Dislikes:</span>nose vore (for some reason I find this disgusting compared to other vore I enjoy, like anal vore *shrugs*).  Also doesn't like hard vore or fatalities of my characters unless it is a plot driven death.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Powers:</span>Flight from wings, opposable tail, underwater breathing, immense beauty, also cursed...will shrink in heat and has to drink or be submersed in cold water to restore her size.  If she is crushed then she splatters into a puddle of water, but reforms over a few minutes.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Preferred girl:</span>Melissa.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Location:</span>Lives with Melissa like a slave girl.<br/><br/>Feilathia had an unusual heritage...her mother, a green dragon...her father, a high elf.  Fey was sent away from the noble house that her father belonged to, her dark green wings and tail were considered an abomination.  Her mother had no time for her either...being a half dragon, Fey didn't have the stamina required to fly or swim long distances like her mum could. Fey's hair was long, a very delicate shade of green, that contrasted with her dark green wings, slipped in between them and swayed gently as she walked, her emerald eyes keeping an eye on the path she walked as the girl's dark green tail wagged beneath her skirt.  It was two months ago, nobody seemed to like her...but then one girl told her a secret, the secret of the water nymph.  She had told Fey that if she swam to the bottom of the lake and orgasmed in the pool then she would be granted beauty beyond words.  She did as she was told and, needless to say, the water nymph was pissed off...Fey asked about her reward of eternal beauty and received it, but the water nymph laughed saying that she'd given her a blessing of beauty...that much was true, but that she also gave Fey a curse as some kind of sick payment for her making the pool filthy.  Now, when it got warm, her body would shrink, like water evaporating.  Only by bathing in or drinking cold water could she return to normal, the purer the water was the better it reacted though.  The girl had been 4'7" with a C-cup chest and never even knew tiny people existed...until that day, two months ago when she got a bit too warm under her own bedsheets and woke up the next morning with her nightdress hanging off her...she was then two feet tall and rushed off to find someone...of course, it was hot that day and she had soon shrunk to a mere foot tall.  The only person she ran into was Melissa whom she tried to explain everything to at which point Melissa took the panicky girl back to her room, knowing that tiny people already existed in the world, at which point she had her way with the shrinking girl, teasing her to make her hot with embarrassment until she was the same size as the toy's she'd captured for fun.  She introduced the tiny Fey to them and told Fey stories of other people and what they do to tiny people like her.  Fey was so scared by the stories that she confided everything entirely to Mel, trusting her with everything...since then, Melissa has implied that if Fey didn't become her girlfriend then she would let her secret slip out to all the other girls.  Fey, reluctantly agreed...having wanted a boyfriend, she instead ended up with a girl who seemed to get more aroused the smaller Fey became.  She's been living with Melissa for two months now, worried about telling anyone else her little secret...so currently lives at Mel's, like she's Melissa's girlfriend....or maybe her sex slave.<br/><br/>Fey lay in bed this morning next to Melissa...her warmth through the night had shrunk Fey down to a height of six inches.  She was lying with Mel's crotch right next to her face...this was a common place for her to wake up and she was getting used to the fact it was the first thing she smelled on most mornings.  Carefully she tried to move away, not wanting to disturb Melissa from her slumber and hoping to get a drink of cold water from the fridge before Mel decided that she was just the right size to pleasure her intimate caverns.  She'd already used Fey in such a way on seven separate occasions and so Fey tried to avoid it whenever possible...she didn't wish for this to be number eight.