Tales of Zonk: And Mimic Mockery (Patreon)

If the fact that I wrote a entire story as an opening to *this* story doesn’t scare you, idk what does.

More to come

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Zonk walked threw the ominous forest, fighting through a fog both literal and mental. Where was he? It felt as though he couldn’t properly remember the chain of events that had brought him here.

“You’re too slow!” The angry red fairy sneered into his ear. Her breath sending a shiver down his spine.

Zonk begrudgingly moved forward, but the questions in his mind didn’t cease. Where was his horse? Didn’t he have a horse? Come to think of it… didn’t he have a different fairy to?

“It’s not much further! Hurry up!” The accompanying green sprite tittered, the excitement in her voice sounding as if she were about to burst.

“We’re nearly there sweetheart.~ What you’re looking for is just a little further.” The seductive purple fairy purred. Doing her best to drown his worries in her honey soaked words.

“Move it.” The blue fairy sighed with her arms crossed. Unlike her sister, she had no desire to quell her “companions” fears.

Zonk wanted to stop, but it felt as though his legs were moving on their own. He kept moving forward, even as the forest around him slowly vanished. Before the elf boy knew it, his footsteps echoed in a black void. The road ahead only shown by the light of his four companions.

Until finally Zonk felt the path come to an abrupt stop. As if he had walked this vail of darkness to the edge of the world. The hero was shocked at the sudden lack of footing, but was quickly able to find his balance.

Zonk turned back to his fairies for a clue. Surely they knew some way around this chasm? Especially if they were so keen on leading him this way.

All he got in response was four sets of expecting eyes staring back at him. As if he was a mouse cornered by a gang of playful cats.

“Well??” The red fairy questioned irritably.

“What are you waiting for darling?~” The purple imp followed, biting her index finger in excitement. “Just a little further.~”

Zonk looked at them in confusion. Surely these girls weren’t expecting him to just…. walk right off the edge? Right??

“Come on! Come on! Don’t be such a wuss!” The green winged girl pestered. Making their intentions as clear as day.

Zonk did a double take. These fairies were insane! There was no way he was going to suicide-dive himself down some pit on the word of four girls he couldn’t even remember meeting! He shook his head in protest and went back to finding another way.

“Your funeral.” The blue fairy retorted under her breath. She shared a knowing look with her sisters before they all attacked.

Before Zonk knew it the four of them swarmed around him like a gang of angry bees. He tried to swat them away, but wasn’t fast enough to catch a single one. Instead, all he did was compromise his footing!

“Why sisters, it looks like our little hero is frightened!” The purple spite cooed, almost merrily. “What kind of guardians would we be if we didn’t assist the poor boy?~”

“Oooo, yes-yes! We’d be such monsters if we didn’t led our cute companion a hand!” The green sister rejoiced.

“Or two.” The blue one added, lazily wiggling her fingers.

“Or eight!” The red imp scolded, ready to finally make this wimp squeal.

Zonk’s blood ran ice cold. For some reason he knew exactly what these girls were getting at. Only to be proven right with the first touch of their fingers. As they furiously flew around him, the four fairies let their fingers carelessly caress his soft skin. It made it nearly impossible to find his balance. The elf’s body wiggled and swayed, trying desperately to avoid these girls fluttering finger attacks, but couldn’t find any peace.

The poor hero tried to demand they come to their senses, but all that came from his mouth was laughter. What made it worse though was the way they laughed at him. His choked backed guffaws seemingly bringing them delight as he flailed for his life.

“Coochie Coochie coo! Watch yourself! You don’t want to fall do you? Sooo scary!!~” The green fairy giggled as she zipped her away in and around his thighs. All the while, she stuck out her hand so just the tip of her fingers slid along his flesh as she did so.

“Fear has no place in a hero’s heart.” The purple sister lectured, keeping Zonk hunched over with her endless attention to his privates. His knees quaked as she played her tiny fingers around his head, skittering her digits along the edges of his tip.

“You must learn to stand proud and tall… like this special sword of yours.~” She continued, Zonk hung off every word. “The unknown is calling to you, my love. She’s beckoning, positively itching to meet you!~” she huskily gasped while quickening her fingers for emphasis.

“You can’t turn back! Resist the urge to run! Stand tall!~” The sultry sprite teased. She quickened her pace even more, getting him right to that sweet point…. and then stopped.

Zonk was left gasping in pent up need. He hunched further, the sudden halt of the fairy’s touch leaving him in a tizzy. The purple fairy only gave him a knowing wink as she waited for him to calm down to resume her pampering. For now, only leaving him to the caress off the tickling.

All the while, the red winged girl was having a much less flirty time. She found it her mission to constantly position herself where she could always get to at least on of the bottoms of his feet. As Zonk stumbled, she quickly zipped between whichever foot was up and furiously scribbled her fingers all around then.

“Fall! Fall you stupid oaf! You’re hardly worth the trouble! Hell, you’re hardly worth that ridiculous outfit of yours!” The angry imp spat, looking at her blue sister with a fiendish idea.

“On it.” The blue fairy stated plainly as she. zipped past Zonk as fast as she could. While doing so she snatched his tunic, leaving him naked and even more vulnerable.

Between the tickling, edging, and forced stripping Zonk could finally feel himself lose his balance. He swung his arms frantically as he teetered on the very edge of doom, trying his best to Will himself forward.

As he did so, Zonk saw his four supposed “guides”. All of them laughing and holding each other in excitement for what would happen next. They teasingly waved goodbye as the poor elf finally fell and hurled down into the darkness below.

He screamed for what felt like forever until finally, he slammed onto a single bed, breaking his fall. His safety only lasted a second though, as magic bonds grabbed him quickly and held him down to the mattress spread eagle. The cuffs binding him shined with an assortment of red, blue, green, and purple chains. He was stuck, helpless, with his hopeless erection towering over him.

The elf boy tried to stay calm, but could hear cackling of all sorts echoing around him. It sounded as if he was surrounded by every horrid monster he’s ever encountered, but no sound was more persistent than a faint, slow clap. Steadily it grew louder, until it was the only thing Zonk could hear.

“I must say hero, you never disappoint in making a spectacle of yourself.” The dark voice boomed from broad silhouette that formed before the bound hero. “I honestly can’t wait to have you in my dungeon…”

Another batch of laughter boomed around them, as his four “fairy friends” appeared. Finally dropping all pretense, they materialized their torches and took their true forms. Amy, Meg, Beth, and Joelle, the evil ghost sisters,affectionately hung off of their master. Excited to see what he himself had in-store for the poor elf boy.

“You’ve out done yourselves again ladies. I must commend your creativity with how you’ve managed to torment this poor hero every night.” The dark lord complimented, not taking his eyes off Zonk as he struggled for some sort of freedom.

“I must admit. When you told me your scheme to lead him to me, I scoffed at the coy nature of the plan. But seeing how you’ve haunted his dreams each night.. how much it drains him during the day… it’s built a lovely anticipation for his arrival. I can only imagine what he’ll be like when he finally comes face to face with me.” A heinous laugh followed, making each ghost girl giggle along with him.

“Oh master please, it’s really no fuss!~” Meg spoke up, eager to bask in her leader’s praise.

“… For us at least.” The red sister Joelle darkly joked under her breath.

Meg continued, “Zonk has been a lovely company on the way to your majesty. I’ve personally made sure that he’s positively throbbing to meet you!~” She joked, admiring her handy work in the elf boy’s aching manhood.

“Indeed you have.” The Dark Lord chuckled, the hero’s misery on pure display. “But if you ladies don’t mind, I’d like to add my own little bit of fun into the mix.” Each curvy ghoul looked at him with curiosity, but it was only Beth who spoke up.

“How so?” The blue spirit asked in genuine interest that was uncharacteristic of her.

“Watch, dear.” The looming shadow answered as he clapped his two strong hands together.

Seconds later, a jiggle of a bell could be heard. A scantily clad slave girl with blonde hair enters where Zonk can see her, and his stomach drops.

“What is it master?“ the blond slave said, every movement of her perfect body producing a jingle from the plethora of bells around her wrists and ankles. She looked at her dark lord lovingly as she held a bucket and a single paint brush.

“Let it be done…hmhmhmhm!~” The evil shadow demanded as his mischievous giggling gave way to triumphant laughter. Slowly, his flirtatious minions catch on to their masters delectable add on to their captive’s torment. The five of them cackled like hyenas at Zonk’s further torment as the blond slave girl did as she was instructed.

She got comfortable on the bed as she dipped the fine brush into the sparkly pink substance that swirled inside her bucket. All the while Zonk looked as if he’d seen a ghost. It couldn’t be her! She’d never help him!

“Now hold still Mr. Hero,” The gorgeous took his stiff cock in hand and held it straight. She cared very little about what was on the poor boy’s mind. “My master’s ordered you to get an extra special punishment, and not one of his fun ones.”

Zonk tried to struggle, but the bonds just held him tighter. He couldn’t believe it was her! The princess! What had he done to her? What was she doing to him?! All these questions and more swirled within his mind until the brush made contact with the very base of his member. From then on, all sensitive hero could think about was laughing. In front of his nemesis, his sexy minions, and even the princess herself, Zonk broke down laughing.

Endless laughing.

Endless..

Laughing..

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“AAAUUGH!!!” Zonk screamed, his covered flying into the air as he woke up with a fright.

“Zonk??” MiMi questioned, frightened by her companion’s sudden screaming. “Zonk?! What are you yelling about, you big dummy!?”

It took a minute for Zonk to come to his senses. Wherever he thought he was, it seemingly wasn’t the case. He saw his horse peaking into the tent, also worried for his well being. Slowly, the elf began to relax.

That was until he heard the snicker of his fairy guide.

“Wow Zonk, guess you had a happy dream there? I thought weapons weren’t allowed in the tent! Huh? Huh?~” Mimi mocked, admiring the protruding morning wood sticking out from her companions tunic.

His face turned bright red as he looked down in horror at his throbbing erection. What in the world had gotten into him? He tried to cover up, but it was to late to make any real difference.

“EWWWWW!!!~ Zonk, you pervert!! Get out of here with that thing before you poke my eye out!~” The fairy girl laughed, making no effort to avert her gaze despite her chastising. She took great pleasure watching him stumble out of the tent like a fool as she rolled on the floor.

Zonk meanwhile was less than amused. He felt like he couldn’t tell which was was up after this mornings goings on, all he knew is he had to take care of this thing. Sadly, he would be afforded no such privacy.

Outside of the tent, ready to meet Zonk were a familiar Gang of Four different colored fairies.

“Well well, good morning to you too.” The purple one cooed, pleased with the sight of an aching erection rising like the early sun.

“Eeeeee!!! Shouldn’t they hero have more decency!?” The green one squealed, covering her eyes, but peaking through her fingers.

“For the Lord’s sake, you’re disgusting!” The red one spat, clearly not as amused as her sisters.

“Seen bigger..” the blue fairy had the last word. Also not tearing her eyes away.

Zonk felt absolutely humiliated. His mind was spinning after one emasculating thing after the other. He didn’t know what to say. He just tried to back away, but was stopped by MiMi.

“Really Zonk? Them too? What, did you just want to show your dumb dick to all the pretty fairies this morning? You’re lucky they don’t tell Sara on you!” MiMi continued, not understanding when enough was enough.

“Yea Zonk! Sara didn’t tell us you were such a bad boy!” The green fairy joked, earning laughter from all of them but the red one.

Finally able to get a handle on his erection the gaps in Zonk’s memory began to come back. Sara had gifted him her fairies once they saved her from that awful mansion. They were going to lead him to the rest of the sages…. And he had just showed them his most private areas…

“Awww, come now sweetie. We’re only teasing.” The purple sprite explained in mock sympathy. “Though, it does look rather angry…”

“Super angry..” The blue fairy followed.

Zonk could feel his member starting to twitch again as MiMi screamed once more.

“ZONK! Go get rid of that thing! We all have better things to do this morning than talk about your boner!” She pointed to the tent, sounding as exasperated as she could despite her large smile.

He looked at the five fairies completely dumbfounded. Surely she couldn’t be serious!! There was a heavy silence that hung in the air as they all looked at him, almost expectingly. Talking about something so personal in manner so brazen.

It was the purple fairy that spoke first. Her sensual tone making her next sentence all the more bone chilling.

“Well love, hop to it.~”

“Yea!~” The green fairy followed excitedly. “Come on! Chop chop!!! Teeheeheehee!” She clapped in glee, almost like she expected him to do it here.

“Fap, fap.” The blue one sighed, lazily making a jerkoff motion with her hand.

“GET THAT OUT OF MY FACE BEFORE I SLAP IT!!” The red fairy bursted out, scaring Zonk into the tent.

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Finally allowed some privacy, Zonk went to work on trying to release all of this built up tension. Eagerly, he grabbed hold of his erection and stroked maddening. Finding. That rhythm that would make his eyes flutter upwards.

After a few minutes, despite how horny he felt, Zonk wasn’t able to find the way to his own orgasm. Overtime he’d feel it build, but never in any meaningful way. As the seconds ticked on and the tens of strokes became hundreds, the poor boy began to get desperate.

Panting alone in his tent, Zonk tried all he could to bring himself over the edge. All of in in vein as all efforts would lead to only his cock bobbing unfulfilled in the air. The touches felt great, but no orgasm seemed to build. Only his frustration.

At the tenth minute, Zonk tried to get creative. As depraved as it was, he closed his eyes and remembered the events of this morning. Being in front of all those sexy women as they flirted and teased him. Hearing their stray comments as they giggled amongst themselves.

He could feel it now! Whatever this was did the trick! He kept his mind working, remembering their faces, their laughs, the way it made him feel. Before Zonk knew it, his balls were tightening, ready to explode!!

That’s when the curtain of the tent got pulled away.

“For the goddesses above Zonk, how much four-play do you need??” MiMi screamed impatiently as the elf boy turned in shock. To the sight of the five tiny women looking at him while he was caught with his dick in his hand.

He fell over screaming, feeling an immense pleasure begin to wash over him. His mouth was a gape while the gang of fairies watched his reaction through wondrous eyes. All that pleasure torture on his face… and than it all faded away.

Zonk finally got a hold of himself, but looked down to see his erection still at full mass. What in the world was that? Did he cum?? He didn’t feel he’d have an orgasm? He just sat there, confused and horny as the girls chuckled at his situation.

“Awwwww!” The green fairy cooed. “I think we ruined the moment! So sad!”

“I think you’re right sister.” The purple sprite followed. “That looked very… unfulfilling…~”

“Try again?” The blue sister asked, watching with interest as Zonks dick wagged like a tail.

“And waist more of our time? Hardly. Get up, you horrid wretch. We’re leaving!” The red fairy said impatiently. Zonk looked at her in shock. She couldn’t be serious.

“Pffff, I mean I guess we should get moving before we lose the day. Serves you right for taking your time, Zonk.” MiMi chastised. Sure she felt it was a bit mean to cut him off here, but if he was going to be a hero of legend, he could hold his load until later.

Zonk just sat there like a lost puppy. He looked at the five sexy women, hoping any of them would object to denying him. But none spoke up for him.

“Mmm sorry dear, but we have the mission to think about. Don’t we girls?” The purple fairy turned to the of her gang, all of them nodding in agreement.

Zonk felt crushed, but knew when he was outnumbered. Getting up from the floor, he packed up the rest of camp and tucked his aching privates away. He took a shaky breath, ready to put this morning behind him as he set out with his stead and companion.

“Make sure to walk in front, Zonk. None of us fairies want to be poked in the back while we’re traveling lol!” MiMi joked as they got on their way. Meg and her sisters laughing extra hard as they could see that the symbol their master ordered was doing it’s trick.

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