So here I was, running for my life... again. All sort of rubbish on the forest floor hurting my bare feet,the
tree bark rubbing against my back as I hide from the creature that was chasing me. I'm covered in grim and
soil having nothing to hide my shame.
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So I should probably explain myself again a little. After coming to this place from the scientist world I
found out I was in the middle of a forest, but they were more like bleeping skyscrapers than your every day
orchard. Seeing as from now on I was but a wandering soul lost between everything conceivable, I got hungry.
Since I was in a forest I try to look for some berries, of course I didn't trek long before the skin tight
suit I was wearing become unbearable in such hot and humid environment. And then I found out the bloody thing
didn't have a zipper. However it was stretchable enough to fit my whole through the neck collar. I normally
didn't like going barechested, but it beat the alternative. At any rate I wasn't about to surrender the only
clothing I had for in a while, or so I thought when I had to relieve myself.
There I was with the neckline of my new suit around my ankles, as I was squatting in the middle of a forest. I
was just about done, wondering what would I use to clean myself when suddenly something appear. It was a
lizard, a most common lizard, and it had its eyes on me. That would have been common enough, except the thing
was 5 foot tall and charging toward me. I'm ashamed to say that gave the extra push I needed to finish my
business as I sprung trying to ran away. But with my suit still rolled over my ankles I fell. As much as I
liked being clothed again, I liked being alive much more. In a quick motion I took off the suit and began to
ran. The lizard following behind.
I hid behind a tree hoping it wouldn't find me I was wrong. The thing looked at me and charge again. I had
nowhere to run. When suddenly something lift me from my armpits up in the air. I looked up, I couldn't see the
face of my savior, but it was definitively female since her round perky breast obstructed my view. She let me
go on top of a branch of a nearby tree. And then I saw her completely. She was beautiful, her hair was auburn
and her skin was silky white, she wore a elaborated tribal skirt and was bare chested (thanks heavens) and I
was transfixed in her tits I almost didn't notice her enormous insect like wings.
I shall pause for a minute and said that in this dimension which was later dubbed Pixie World, humans evolved
not from apes, but from insects, which many generation later produced the mammals we known as humans, except
with wings, and apparently they didn't rule the world. Dinosaurs did, I was almost eaten by one. Of course I
didn't knew this then, and I wasn't prepared for what came next either.
The winged girl just stood there staring at me, then as if she realized something she began checking her skirt
as if looking for something wrong, she didn't seemed to find it, and finally exclaimed. "Good. Now what do I
do with you?" she asked, but by her tone I don't think she expected an answer.
"You! Don't worry! Eeevrrything wiiill beeee fiiiine!" she stretched the words and gestured, perhaps she
didn't know I spoke her language. "Now what I do with a shit smelling idiot?" I heard her mutter.
And then I got it. I was again naked, befouling myself in front of the locals. I was ashamed, so I stuttered.
"I-I'm sorry."
She looked surprised at me that I could speak and said condescendingly. "Don't worry sweetie. It's not your
fault. Are you alone? Did you got lost?" Oh heavens above she smelled so nice I was about to pop a stiffy.
"Ye-yes. Could you be so kind to lent me some clothes?" I asked.
"Oh dear. I'm so sorry. You are a Mutilated one. I'm so sorry. When I saw you wingless, naked and well soiled.
I instantly thought... sorry."
I don't want to make a long story, specially since what came next is more important, but here are the cliff
notes. When a person is born with some kind of handicap they had their wings clipped since they can't control
them, and some don't control their bowels so they are not given clothes. So that's where the confusion took
place. Next people lived in nests inside trees, and all the people in the forest where part of a tribe.
Mercifully she provide me with a loincloth of my own. Lastly the mutilated ones, where soldiers that lost
their wings protecting against predators. Highly revered heroes, and apparently I was posing as one of them.
Not my finest moment, but I was desperate, either way she left me stay in her nest.