Nine months earlier
She walked through the garden
slowly her eyes concentrating on nothing in particular. They
almost seemed vacant, as if she's not seeing anything in front of
her but something in the deep recesses of her mind. The moon
above her lighted her way with its soft silvery glow. Her
footsteps were slow and steady, dragging across the ground to
occasionally catch in a root on the ground. This was the third
such occasion that she had done this, this week alone, the sleep
walking attacks getting more frequent every week; almost like a
sense of desperation had overcome her. Like she senses that time
is running out for what she is seeking.
Slowly crossing the garden she
reached the woods that boarder her property pausing on the edge
almost afraid to make that first step into the dark looming
woods. The thin sheer nightgown that covered her; causing no
protection from the chill night, the dark nipples seen through
the sheer material hardened, goose bumps breaking out all over
her body. A cold wind blew up, almost from nowhere circling her
body, blowing the gauzy material away from her body. She lifts
her arms up and the wind blows the nightgown up her body and over
her head; blowing it away to circle over the yard, falling into a
limp heap beside the open back door.
The breeze gently stroked along her
exposed skin, causing her nipples to tighten further and between
her legs to get damp. A soft low whispering started from the wind
that's curling around her body, too low to be heard clearly but
she cocked her head to the side thoughtfully as if she understood
the low murmurings. Running her hands across her body she entered
the woods taking long sure steps as if she is no longer plagued
by the uncertainties she was before.
Before long she reached a small
clearing with a clear sparkling pond in one corner, slowly small
ethereal lights start drifting up from the ground and between the
trees bathing the clearing in a soft pastel glow. The yellows,
pinks greens, blue and whites blending together to create a soft
rainbow that illuminates her nude body.
Still asleep she crossed to the
side of the clearing that the pond is in lowering herself to the
ground; laying with her long black hair trailing in the water.
The ends soaked up the water darkening them even further. She
spread her legs as wide as she could and brings one hand down to
between them spreading the soft folds of flesh in offering,
exposing her womanly core; the soft lights causing the wetness to
almost sparkle. As one the soft lights swooped down to land on
her exposed body some alighting upon her hard nipples; their soft
wings fluttering against the sensitive buds, while others
alighted upon the exposed flesh between her legs; the soft
fluttering of their wings causing her to moan low in her throat.
Causing her to get wetter and wetter her juices coating the small
figures between her legs.
Her moans got louder and louder as
she neared orgasm, the soft fluttering wings working their magic
on her body. When she was nearly there a blue light that had not
been participating stoped fluttering overhead and swooped down to
where she lay. The blue light shone brighter than all the other
lights together and a smile lit her face as it skimmed over her
face, gently brushing her lips almost in a kiss, to settle
between her legs.
Just as she was reaching orgasm it
flew inside of her riding the contractions until it reached her
womb filling her with a bright glow that could be seen through
her skin. The glow got even brighter lighting up the entire
clearing with a bright flash as he placed a tiny white and silver
bead on the middle of her womb deep in the lining. The flash got
even brighter lighting up the whole woods as she cries out in
ecstasy passing out from the pleasure when he flies out of her
back to the clearing.
Knowing the time is near she runs
to her favourite clearing in the woods and settles down next to
the pond running her hands through the crystal clear waters and
gathering a few water lilies to twist through her hair. The pink
of the flowers matching the short sparkly top she was wearing,
the fury sleeves keeping her warm even though her stomach was
exposed to accommodate the swelling.
As the sun reached the centre of
the sky shining down through the gap in the trees onto her the
lights appeared, circling her singing their joyous song. The
first contractions shook her body and she laid down on the grass
letting the pains sweep through her body trying to relax. One by
one the little lights got bigger and turned into beautiful winged
people who sat around her singing their praises that the heir
will finally be born, the king not rendered infertile from the
centuries of waiting for one to be worthy of his queen.
As the contractions got closer and
closer together she cries out in pain feeling the child inside of
her shift down, pushing his way out of her body into the bright
day. She shoots her head up in worry that he will fall onto the
ground and be harmed but her king was kneeling between her legs
cradling their baby.
Without saying a word he passes her
the tiny bundle, the golden haired baby turning into a small
yellow ball of light in her hands. All of the people on the
clearing start turning back into the delicate balls of light
until she was the last one left, then all of a sudden a bright
pink light emanated from her skin and she rapidly shrunk joining
the rest of her kind to fly off deep into the woods to her new
home her baby cradled between her and the king.