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Some Fairy Tail
By Dark Lord (darklorddc@hotmail.com)
***
A fairy tale fantasy about a Fairy and a human and
love. (MF, FF, inc)
***
Author's Note: This story contains extremely sexually
explicit material, if you are under 18 or do not wish
to read it, please go elsewhere. Obviously, this story
is fictional in the extreme. If you’d like to see me
continue this story or comment, e-mail me at
darklorddc@hotmail.com. This is my first attempt at
writing erotica. Let me know what you think.
***
Melody and Lilly sat overlooking the strange wood and
rock structure just past the forest, with amazement.
There were several more being built just like it all
around by tall, powerful humans making all kinds of
racket. But only one seemed truly finished and there
was a big yellow wheeled thing with humans moving all
sorts of odd things in and out of it.
Melody, a pixie, had never seen a human before. They
were so big compared to her, and so powerfully built
that it was a bit scary. She was barely five inches
tall herself, short for even a fairy. But she was only
seven, and she’d likely get another three inches in
before she was done growing.
Like all pixies, Melody had four gossamer wings, like a
dragonfly. Her (for her size) long red hair came
halfway down her slender back in wild waves. Her eyes
were almost unnaturally large and that clear blue of a
newborn’s. Her lips were full and pouty and a deep,
luscious pink. Her skin was a pale creamy tone,
glistening slightly as if dipped in glitter. Despite
their reliance on their wings, pixies are leggy little
things, and the shape of womanhood comes early. She
already had a tiny waist and budding little breasts,
and a perky, apple-shaped bottom.
Her best friend in the whole world, Lilly, was a
sprite, still a fairy, but a different subspecies. She
was a full two inches taller, with black hair and light
blue skin and her wings were blue and white and shaped
more like a butterfly. She was equally stunning, but in
a more sensual way compared to Melody’s nearly painful
cuteness.
Lilly, who flew near and far and was very brave, also
knew a lot, or thought she did.
"Haven’t you ever seen humans before?" Lilly asked as
Melody gaped, crouched in a stand of heather.
"Nu uh," Melody shook her head, biting her lip
thoughtfully. "Why are they such funny colors all
over?"
"Those are clothes, silly!" Lilly fell over laughing,
her voice like a tinkle of golden bells. "They wear
them over their skins. Their skins are kinda pink and
tan, like yours. Look at their faces."
Melody looked at one particular human resting on the
porch of the new house, resting from lots of lifting
and moving of things Melody couldn’t begin to
comprehend.
"He’s not pink!" she said, pointing. "He’s dark and
brown."
Lilly crawled back to her knees, wiggling through the
brush alongside Melody.
"Oooh...he is! I’ve never seen one like that before."
Melody was proud at discovering something new.
"Umm, Lilly," her little brow crinkled in thought.
"With all that stuff on them how can he get his cock
into other human little girls?"
Lilly chuckled.
"Humans hide them...and they don’t make love to little
girls. They make them wait until they are old."
Melody frowned. "That’s mean! Don’t they like them?"
Lilly shrugged. "Humans are strange like that...and I
don’t think their little girls are like us. They are
far sillier. Like babies."
"Do theirs look like fairy boys things?" Melody asked,
absently rubbing her hairless little cunny at even the
vaguest thought of sex. Fairies are, universally, very
horny and easy to arouse.
Lilly shrugged, reaching over idly to massage her
little friend’s warm, smooth little mound, making her
coo and snuggle closer.
"Don’t know...never seen one."
Melody looked up, eyes fogging a bit as the sprite
began flicking her little clit with her thumb. "YOU
haven’t?"
"Nope. Humans are scary. My momma and poppa say they
are dangerous. They’ve never lived this far out before
and they cut down a lot of the forest. We had to move."
"Well, I want to see what one looks like! His!" Melody
said. She was really taken with the man sitting on the
porch. He was built so different from the fairy boys.
He was muscular, and so dark, and his head didn’t have
a hair on it and shone in the sunlight. "I bet it’s
massive!"
Lilly laughed. "It’s probably bigger than you!" Then
she sobered and stopped her fingers little dance over
her friend’s clit. "Melody...don’t go down there okay?
Humans are really dangerous."
Melody waved off her friend’s concern, wishing she’d
keep frigging her little pussy.
"Okay, I won’t."
Lilly looked at her, then nodded in approval.
"I gotta go soon, I have to get up early and collect
dew."
Melody frowned, wiggling her bottom and rubbing herself
on her friend’s hand. "Finish first Lilly!"
Lilly chuckled, slipping two fingers deep inside
Melody’s little slit. Fairy pussies are tiny in
proportion to their bodies, which are small to begin
with. But they could stretch quite a bit. Melody’s
little pussy contracted on her fingers in gratitude,
dripping sweet, clear, nectar all over her hand.
"You pixies are the worst, I swear...it’s amazing you
get anything done with all the fucking you do."
Melody grinned, nodding in agreement. "Is there
anything better???"
Lilly didn’t answer, slipping behind her friend, who
still knelt on all fours, wiggling her ass back at her.
Lilly knew her little friend well and knew she needed a
good stuffing when she moved like that. She worked
finger after finger into the warm little pussy, Melody
gasping and digging her little fingers into the dirt
with each new intrusion, until finally Lilly was able
to make her hand into a fist and slip well past her
wrist into the little pixie’s pussy.
"Nnngh! Stars! That’s... soooo... good!!" Melody whined
piteously, beginning to cum from both the full feeling
and from the pain of being stretched.
Faeries, especially pixies, are wired very differently
from humans. One big difference is that they only feel
pain from actual injury. Most things we’d consider
painful are pleasurable to them as long as it doesn’t
do any real damage. Also, they orgasm almost constantly
from any sensual experience.
Melody humped her little bottom back at her friend
shamelessly, her body convulsing, wracked with orgasm
after orgasm. Her sweet honey coated Lilly’s fist as it
pumped in and out of her clutching little hairless
pussy. Lilly’s mouth watered. Melody made enough sweet
juice that she’d be hard pressed to eat dinner when she
got home.
Pixie cum was quite nourishing and extremely tasty.
Having Melody over for dinner usually meant strapping
her to the table and the whole family feasting on her
little dripping hole. Melody LOVED to be invited to
dinner by Lilly’s family. She had three brothers and
two sisters, plus her mom and dad. Since she could live
off the cum of other species quite easily she loved
sucking Lilly’s brothers and dad off, waddling home
with a nearly full belly and weak legs from a couple
hours of straight orgasms.
Melody felt her big one crashing down on her, a mind-
shattering multiple orgasm. She squirmed herself down
nearly to Lilly’s elbow, feeling her insides stretch
painfully around her friend’s arm. She was in heaven
when Lilly straightened her middle finger and drove it
through her cervix.
Her whole body locked up and she keened loud and long,
dropping in a shuddering heap at Lilly’s feet.
Lilly patted her bottom soothingly with one hand,
pulling her arm out with a soft, wet, plop, lapping the
copious pixie cum coating her arm with satisfied little
hums.
"Okay, I gotta go little pixie slut. Stars, you are
tasty..."
Melody waved weakly, enjoying the cool grass under her
body as her shudders slowly subsided. Lilly took off
into the trees on her beautiful wings.
Melody lay there for a while, the sun finally going
down. She looked back to ensure Lilly was truly gone,
then flitted cautiously down toward the human house.
She flew over the wooden fence and saw with
disappointment that no one was around. She flew up to
an open window and went inside to look around. There
were big squares of some kind of wood all over the
place. She flew to the top of an open one and looked
in, puzzled at all the things inside.
She was halfway into the box, just her ass and legs
hanging over the edge, looking at all types of bottles
and concoctions, when she heard a loud noise from
downstairs. She ducked quickly into the box, heart
pounding in her little chest.
In a few minutes the man she’d seen before entered the
room. He tiredly slumped on the bed and lay back for a
second. She peeked over the edge and frowned at how
covered he was. Didn’t he get hot in those?
The human sat up and she ducked down, then he began to
take off his shirt. She eased her head over the edge as
he began to slip down his jeans. She frowned as she saw
he had fabric that was apparently meant to just cover
all the good parts. Stars, humans go through a lot of
trouble to hide their most fun parts! She thought,
mystified.
Then, blessedly, he peeled them off, revealing a dark
brown cock as long as she was! Her little pussy
clenched in sympathy as she realized it was limp, just
like fairy boys. That meant it got even bigger!
He lay back down on the comforter on the bed with a
sigh, not even bothering to get under the covers. Soon,
wore out from a day of moving, he was sleeping
peacefully.
Melody was utterly entranced by that large, nearly
black, cock. She flitted over nervously, landing just
between his legs. She sniffed his aroma...intoxicating
after his long day of sweaty work. She’d never smelled
anything like it (fairies don’t sweat, they
glisten...big difference).
She crept right up to his balls until she could feel
the heat from them. They were as big as she was. They
smelled delicious. She wondered what she could get away
with, pixie hormones beginning to blow common sense to
the winds.
She tentatively reached out and stroked one with her
little hand. Then she had to quickly duck to the side
as a big dark hand came down to scratch at them. It
could crush her easily and brought her around a bit.
She stood on little tippy toes and peeked over his
thigh. Still sleep. She giggled and flitted up,
hovering right over his cock. How would she ever get
something like that inside her? She wondered. Then she
laughed at herself, remembering she’d only come to
look.
But this close, her body’s natural nymphomaniac
instincts took total control.
She landed lightly on his groin, wings fluttering to
keep her weight off him as much as possible. She then
couldn’t resist giving that big, limp, thick cock a
tight hug. She wrapped both her arms around it, and
then her little legs. She could barely get her arms
around it.
It began to rise, slowly, until it towered four inches
above her head. She wiggled her way to the top until
she could peer right down at the winking slit on top of
the mushroom-shaped head. She’d totally forgotten to be
cautious about waking him.
Mark was stirred from his sleep by the most wondrous of
sensations, something warm wrapped around his cock,
wiggling against it. He peeked up, opening one eyelid
cautiously to the most amazing sight he’d ever seen. It
took all his willpower not to jump up in surprise at
seeing a five-inch tall little winged girl, wrapped
around his stiff cock, licking tentatively at his piss
slit. The sight was so erotic and the feel of her warm
little body so sensuous and unusual, that his cock
began to leak precum.
Melody, unaware of the object of her curiosity and lust
(generally hard to differentiate for pixies) wakening,
saw the little pearly drop form. The smell was heady,
exotic and sent her head spinning. She bent her head
down and sucked it between full little lips. She hadn’t
had dinner yet, after all, and she was hungry and
horny.
Her pussy spasmed wildly at the taste. It was like
nothing she’d ever tasted, ever! It was salty, and
thick and rich! She tried to put her whole little face
in his piss slit, sucking at it like a big straw to get
more.
Mark moaned, causing her to straighten suddenly, little
cheeks and lips glazed with the black man’s cum.
She looked up at him in alarm and started to fly away,
but then it hit her stomach. His cum! There was
something about it that drove her little mind and body
crazy!
Melody didn’t know it, and there’d been so little
interaction between fairies and humans in the last few
centuries that few did, but human cum is terribly
addictive to pixies. They develop an immediate
addiction to it, and tend to need to have it from the
same person regularly.
Finally, Mark came to his senses a bit, coming fully
awake and the realization of what he was seeing sunk
into his brain.
"What...the...hell...are you?!"
He sat up, dislodging her to fall into his balls, which
she sunk into like a lovely soft bean bag.
She responded, but he heard nothing but little
whistles. Then she laughed, one of the most appealing
little sounds he’d ever heard, and muttered a string of
arcane words.
"I’m Melody!" she said in perfect English. "Pleased to
meet you!"
Mark shook his head in amazement. This had to be a
weird dream. The little pixie was relaxing totally at
ease, nestled against his balls, wiggling her bottom
against the wrinkly skin.
"What...are you?" he asked again.
"I’m a pixie, silly!" she said, perturbed a bit that
someone could not know what a pixie was.
"You can’t be real," he said. "I’m never ordering from
that pizza place again."
"I am too real!" she said, standing up and floating up
his chest with a flick of her wings.
He reached up slowly and ran his finger down the side
of one leg. She cooed at the contact, turning to try to
get her pussy against the thick skin at the tip of his
finger.
He pulled back a bit in amazement and she pouted.
"What is your name?" she asked, floating closer to his
face.
"M-Mark," he said. "My name’s Mark."
"Hi Mark! Can I have some more of your cum? I’m really
starved and you are really, really tasty!"
"You want what?"
"Cum, you know, the stuff that comes out of that big,
beautiful thing!" she said, pointing behind her,
pouting a bit to see that his cock had slumped back
against his belly at the absurdity of the situation.
"Do all pixies look as young as you do?" He asked. "You
look like a little girl."
Melody rolled her eyes. "I’m a whole seven winters
old!" she said, hands on her hips.
"Um, how long do you live?" he asked.
"As long as my love mate, when I find him," she said.
"I’ll be immortal until then."
Mark sat up on his elbows, studying her from all
angles. She preened under his stare, turning about in
midair, wiggling her childish, firm bottom at him and
winking over her shoulder, then running her hands down
her flanks with a little saucy twist of her hips.
"You like?" she asked hopefully, eyes wide.
"Err, you are very cute," he said, truly at a loss for
words. She sighed in relief. Pixies are very concerned
with others liking them.
"Good, then I can have more cum?" she said eagerly.
"Geez, you’re really young...and...damn, this is just
fucking weird."
Now in Melody’s little sex-scattered mind, he hadn’t
said "no" which, for a pixie, is the same as an
enthusiastic "yes."
She dropped down to his belly, kneeling on all fours,
tiny ass towards his face, to slurp at the tip of his
cock, which lay against him. There was still a coating
of precum at the tip and she lapped at it eagerly,
little hands curling into fists against his stomach in
pleasure.
She was trying to get her whole head in there if she
could, it seemed, and her tongue flicking at the inside
of his piss hole soon had his nine-inch cock standing
at full attention. She flicked her wings furiously to
stay with it, never taking her face out of the seeping
hole.
He moaned at the sensation, the absurd, obscene
eroticism of having this child fairy hungrily slurping
at the head of his cock. She looked back and smiled,
her whole face glazed with precum.
He shook his head in amazement, mind reeling. She
mistook the gesture for disapproval.
"Oh! I forgot my manners!" she said, genuinely
apologetically. She flew over to his mouth, frigging
herself shamelessly until her hand was good and coated
and then rubbed her hand across his full lips.
"It’s not enough for someone as big as you are, but
it’s only fair, right?"
By instinct his tongue flicked out, and his eyes
widened. She tasted like a sweet glaze, like on a hot
donut, with a slight taste of rose petals.
"That’s delicious!" he said as she watched for his
reaction like a little puppy. She sighed in relief, and
placed a little kiss on his bottom lip. Then she
twirled in midair to feast more on that big, tasty
cock.
There was no more precum though and she pouted for a
moment, but she’d have enough experience with fairy
boys to know what to do. She lapped at his glans, and
wrapped her body around it, squeezing and rubbing her
pussy against the thick vein underneath.
She jerked him off with her whole little body, wings
fluttering furiously as she lapped all over the head of
his cock, moaning at even the taste of his flesh...so
different than what she was used to.
Mark watched in amazement at the erotic sight of the
little fairy clutching and hugging his cock, at the
little curtain of hair draped across the head as she
licked and kissed and writhed against him. As pleasant
as it was though, he knew she’d be at it quite a while
at the rate she was going.
What the hell, he thought, not realizing that her
little pussy cream worked like a sex hormone of insane
potency on the human mind. Thoughts of how absurd and
fantastical the situation was quickly faded.
"Little one," he said. "You’ll be at it a long time
trying to get my cum that way. Let me do that for you."
Melody looked up confused. Fairy boys lasted maybe two
minutes, which was fine for fairy girls since they came
generally from first entry.
"How long do you last?"
"I can last a good half hour at least," he said. Her
eyes widened in appreciation.
"Wow! That seems almost impossible!" she said,
imagining how worked over her little pussy would be
after such a marathon.
He grinned, and she flitted to the side as he grasped
his own cock and began to stroke it. She reached
between her little legs, scratching at her heated
little pussy as she watched him. It took at least
another ten minutes, by which time she’d cum several
times in shuddering little moans, half from her touch
and half from watching that big gorgeous dark cock
stroked in that strong hand.
"Here you go!" he said at last. "Now!"
She darted in and tried to stuff her face back into his
slit. His cock swelled and the hole winked as she
latched her open mouth right over the top of it. His
first shot of cum nearly blasted her off, but she
wrapped her legs under the head to hold on. He exploded
hot, salty, thick ambrosia all over her body, despite
her efforts to swallow as much as possible. By the
second spurt her belly was visibly distended. She
flopped down to lay on his belly, his cum still
spurting, covering her from top to bottom, making her
skin tingle as she licked her fingers. Some splashed on
her clit and a few drops dribbled in.
She screamed out, arched her back from his flesh, wings
a blur. She was so small and he was so large that she
could feel the individual little sperms swimming
through her. Her pussy rippled in appreciation at the
treat as she thrashed in an orgasm like she’d never
felt before in her young life.
She was easily coated from head to toe by the time he
was done, laying panting on his stomach, licking her
fingers weakly.
She rolled over and crawled up to his big chest and
stretched her arms in a weak attempt to hug this dark
giant. He patted her head with his finger, chuckling at
how her hair was thoroughly soaked with his cum. She
was about the most adorable, cutest thing he’d ever
seen in his life, smiling up at him, dripping with his
cum, the most satisfied look he’d ever seen on anyone’s
face.
She looked down, between her little coltish legs to
where his cock lay across his belly and pouted. "I wish
I could get that in me."
He frowned. "Well, that’s not going to happen, it’s
bigger than you are."
She nodded sadly. "I’m too laden with your yummy juice
to fly, can I sleep here?"
"Sure, I guess so," he said, feeling it was the least
he could do after coating her in cum. He was also
feeling almost like he’d taken advantage of the little
creature. After all, he knew nothing of fairies and she
looked like a well-developed girl child.
She nodded, crawling back to his warm, sticky cock,
thinking it would be nice to just wrap around the cum-
coated big cock and sleep against it.
"Wait, I might roll over and crush you," he said.
"Oh, don’t worry! We’re pretty tough," she said,
thinking it’d be nice to have all that weight on her.
What she said was true, pixies were sturdy little
creatures.
"Okay, but you were warned," he said, staring at her as
she wrapped around his flagging member, sandwiched
between the limp, thick, sticky cock and his warm,
sweaty balls.
It was a very nice feeling for her. As she lay there
they talked for some time. He told her about humans and
she told him about fairies. Surprisingly, they got
along quite well and she found herself loving to hear
about his world and telling him about hers.
Eventually, both began to nod.
"Go to sleep, little pixie," he told her. That sent a
shiver down her spine. She was very submissive, a
typical trait for pixie girls, and even that bit of a
command made her feel all warm and cozy inside. Sadly,
fairy boys aren’t very dominant, so it’s not something
she was used to.
She sighed, nestled her back into his balls, rubbed her
cheek against the heavy cock she was wrapped around and
soon was asleep.
The next morning she was awake at dawn’s first light,
but he still slept. She worried that her parents might
be concerned about her. But he had indeed rolled over
in the night and she found the loose flesh from his
balls covering most of her body. It lay draped all
about her, like a dark, fleshy, blanket. She purred at
the sensation, his balls anchoring it down on either
side. The air around her was warm and fragrant with his
scent. She was so nice and warm she didn’t want to
leave. Ever.
Now that’s an odd thought, she said to herself. She was
always ready to take off after good sex, but for once
she found herself not willing to leave this giant of a
being easily. And she hadn’t even had sex, really, just
got a really tasty meal.
She wriggled her way out, a bit confused at her
feelings, giggled at the dried cum that made her have
to peel herself off him, laying a gentle kiss on the
head of his cock before flying out the window.
Melody made her way slowly back into the 20-acre
thicket that that housed the local fairy community,
diving through the top of the wild rosebush wrapped
around a birch stump that was her home. Trundle, their
pet pillbug, nearly barreled her down in greeting. She
scratched between the ridges of his shell for a bit
before going inside. She tried to tiptoe but as soon as
she went through the archway her mother and father were
standing there with folded arms.
"Oops!" she said, wincing.
Her father looked her over critically, then sighed with
relief as he noticed dried, sticky cum all over his
baby’s flesh.
"Thank the stars! You were just out getting molested by
apparently a whole lot of randy fairy boys by the look
of all that cum. I was really worried something bad had
happened. Next time, little slut, send us a message or
something."
"Or invite us!" her mother said with a wink, hugging
her daughter tightly and cupping her tiny pussy. She
stopped and then bent down to peek at her daughter’s
cunny. It was pale and plump, but not red and swollen
like she’d suspect it would be. Who the heck would let
a young, sweet little child like Melody stay the night
and not use her little fresh, sweet baby pussy? She
wondered. Then the smell hit her, faint, intoxicating,
and definitely not from another fairy.
She stood up, and looked over her daughter in alarm.
She knew about the new "neighbors" to the south.
Everybody knew and everyone was worried. But Melody’s
mother, Harmony, also was a soothsayer and oral
historian for the local fairy community. Unlike most
she knew exactly what human cum did to pixies.
"Melody! Please tell me you weren’t with a human last
night!" she gasped.
Melody hung her head and nodded, looking a little hurt
as her mother backed away, wiping her hands
frantically.
"Yes momma...but it was okay, he wasn’t dangerous at
all. He was very nice!"
"Melody, there’s a reason we don’t hang around humans
or reveal ourselves to them. Mancum affects fairies,
especially pixies, really strangely. First, you’ll need
it often, preferably from whoever you got it from last
night," she said. Leafcutter, her husband, looked on in
fear.
"Well that’s not so bad," Melody giggled. "I could live
off it!"
Harmony frowned, but understood, she was fighting the
urge to lick even the dried remnants from her little
girl, the smell was so delicious. Her cunt twitched, a
bit envious, and she backed into her mate, reaching
behind her to stroke his cock to hardness in her tiny
hand.
"But you can’t expect to keep going back to him every
night can you?" she asked. "I know my daughter, and you
like to have lots of different cum in your belly don’t
you?"
Melody nodded slowly. That was true. "But, momma...this
morning I felt like I wanted to just stay there forever
and ever."
Both her parents gasped, not only from what their
daughter had said, but also because Leafcutter was
jamming his hard cock up his wife’s piping hot asshole.
"Melody...nnngh...mmm, that hurts good poppa...do you
think this human is your life mate?" she asked, shoving
her ass back hard. She didn’t call Leafcutter "Poppa"
as a term of endearment. He really was her father,
making him both Melody’s father and grandfather. Such
things were not unusual for fairies.
Melody shrugged, getting wet from watching her parents
start to rut in front of her. Leafcutter grabbing her
mother’s hips and hauling her back in slow, even
thrusts. Harmony bent over, placing her hands to her
knees, still looking up at her daughter as her eyes
began to roll back in her head in ecstasy.
"Ohhh....baby...go get washed up for now...I can’t
touch you until you are clean of that stuff...and we’ll
talk about it....yessss! Ream my ass open
Daddy!....later, okay?"
Melody giggled as her mother’s wings twitched and her
body shuddered through an orgasm and slipped out the
door just as her father shoved her mother against the
wall, prying her cheeks open so he could really pound
the pixie woman’s ass. Her mother’s screams and sobs
followed her out to the little pond out back where she
washed thoroughly. Then she found a nice broad leaf
lying in a patch of sun and fell asleep.
When Melody awoke there was an almost painful twinge in
her belly and pussy. Both were starved! She spread her
little legs and rubbed herself fiercely, tugging and
pulling at her clit. It felt good, and she came, but
the pangs didn’t stop. Worried, she flew back home,
hoping her father would give her a good fucking and
make her feel all better like he’d often do.
A strange aroma wafted to her nose as she entered the
home. She walked into the back and saw her mother
mixing different petals and nectars into a pot.
"What are you making, momma?" she asked. Her mother
looked over her shoulder, her little bottom still
glistening and dripping with Leafcutter’s cum.
"Your tummy and pussy are hungry aren’t they?" Harmony
asked her baby girl.
Melody nodded coming up behind her mother and kneeling,
spreading her momma’s ass cheeks and slurping her long
tongue inside her still-throbbing sphincter, rasping
against the tight inner walls for remnants of daddy’s
cum.
"Mmm, what a sweet daughter you are to do that for
mommy!" her mother said, leaning against the table and
thrusting her ass back for her daughter’s eager tongue.
"You just won’t need his cum in your belly, but you’ll
need it in your pussy too. So mommy made something
that’ll make it possible."
"Gluck hig you laagh?" Melody asked, not pausing from
her drilling of her mom’s tasty ass.
"What did I make?" Harmony asked, feeling her
daughter’s head nod from its place between her plump
cheeks. "A potion. Once you drink it you’ll be able to
transform to human size with a thought, and back
again."
Melody slurped her tongue back in her mouth for a
moment. "How long will it last?"
"As long as you are getting cum from him regularly,
that will keep the spell going," her mother said.
Melody shivered with pleasure. "I’ll be able to get his
cock in me!"
Harmony grinned, turning to see her little girl
bouncing for joy. "Yep, you’re my daughter alright! But
two things you should know. First, this will make you
human sized, but that of a human 7-year-old, so you’ll
still be only about half his size. And since human
cocks are about your height, maybe a bit taller, it’ll
still be a tight fit."
Melody cocked her head to the side. "His was nearly
twice my height! And the most delicious dark brown you
ever saw!"
"Dark bro...oho!" Harmony said. "He’s black! Well, then
it’ll be a REALLY tight fit!"
"No momma, he’s brown, not black," Melody said, not
understanding.
Harmony shook her head dismissively. "Never you mind.
Drink up and go! I know the cravings must be really
bad."
Melody nodded, grasping the bowl her mother handed her
with both tiny hands and gulping the concoction down.
She felt her whole body tingle, but nothing happened.
Melody looked up in alarm.
"Oh sweetie, it’ll work when you want it to," her
mother smiled down at her worried little daughter.
"Don’t worry, you’ll get all that big cock right in
your little cunny."
"You’re the bestest momma!" her daughter said, throwing
herself into her arms and giving her a delicious warm
kiss, sweet little tongue delving into Harmony’s mouth
adorably.
"Go on, little slut daughter. It’s getting close to
midday and I want to find your father to suck some
lunch out of him."
"Okay momma, I’ll be back later!" Melody said, dashing
out the door.
Her mother smiled sadly, she had seen the look in her
daughter’s eyes, and wondered if she really would.
Melody took off like a shot toward the new little
subdivision at the base of the hill. Her pussy wasn’t
just twitching it was virtually on fire! She swooped
over the fence, just pausing a brief moment at seeing
him, shirtless and in faded jeans, working on a garden
patch in the back. She giggled mischievously and snuck
up behind him landing lightly on his shoulder and
kissing his cheek.
"Hiya Mark!"
Mark jumped, having nearly dismissed the strange night
before as a dream.
"Shit, Melody! You scared me!" he said, holding out his
hand for her to land in. He meant for her to land on
his palm, but the randy little creature plopped herself
down to straddle his finger, rubbing her little pussy
back and forth over it slowly.
"Sowwy," she said cutely, head ducking in shame, but
then looked up at his big brown eyes and sighed.
"When I woke up and you weren’t there, I thought it had
been a dream or something," Mark said. "But you really
are real, huh?"
Melody giggled. Of course she was real! She looked
around at the turned earth and bag of seeds and strange
tools.
"What are you doing?" she asked, absently humping his
finger, little thighs wrapped around it like a vice.
"Planting my garden, I want to get the bulbs in before
it starts to get cold," he said.
"Oh! You like flowers?" she asked.
Mark nodded. "I’ve always had a bit of a green thumb."
Melody peered at both his thumbs. They looked brown to
her. Then her pussy twitched hard, bring her back to
the purpose of her mission.
"My momma says now I have to have your cum all the
time, and she must be right because I really do crave
it bad right now. So she gave me this potion and..."
"Whoa! Slow down girl!" Mark said, laughing at the rush
of words. "You HAVE to have it?"
She nodded, falling instinctively quiet at his command.
"So I’m supposed to stroke off for you everyday?" he
asked in disbelief.
"Oh no! That wouldn’t be much fun, would it? My mom
figured it all out though, watch!"
She floated down to the ground at his feet and wished
really hard. Soon, the ground was rushing away from
her. In moments her body grew, magically, to just over
4 feet tall. Her head about even with his chest.
Now that Mark could see her features fully, he was
taken by her beauty. It was ethereal, otherworldly, and
utterly adorable. The little red-headed pixie had the
most lovely child-like face, with bright blue, large
eyes, full lips, and creamy clear skin. No sane human
would have been able to see that face and not have
their heart leap in their chest. He noticed that she
was quite developed, with apple-sized tits topped with
coral little nipples, and a waist that plunged in a bit
more than a human’s probably would. He could probably
get both hands around it.
But still, she looked like what she was, a seven-year
old pixie, one that was aching to get at his very grown
man’s cock.
Never one for pleasantries, and seeing the approving
look in his eyes, Melody sunk to her knees in the soft,
cool soil, clutching eagerly at the strange fastenings
of his jeans. After a few anxious moments and a little
whining, she got the zipper down and then unbuttoned
them, slipping them down to his ankles. She gave a
pleased giggle and clapped her hands at seeing he
wasn’t wearing those strange wrappings that had hid his
cock yesterday, and it sprang forth, big and thick,
nudging against her cheek as it hardened.
The little pixie purred, which caused the cock to
stiffen to steely hardness as she held it to her cheek
with a palm, running appreciative little kisses up and
down the thick shaft. Mark’s cock twitched at the
purring, which indeed was exactly the same purr as that
of a pleased kitten, a sound no human could reproduce
exactly. It was accompanied by a twitching of her
wings, which seemed to be a sign of uncontrollable
pleasure.
Melody shamelessly thrust her pert nose right against
the shaft and sniffed eagerly while lapping at the
underside. Mark had never seen any human woman, and
he’d had quite a few, take so much joy in his cock, or
exude so much blatant sexuality. Coming from what
looked to be the sweetest, prettiest child ever seen,
the eroticism raced through his blood. Not that he had
a thing for children, not at all, he’d have been the
first in line to beat the crap out of a molester, but
Melody was different. Her eyes, while innocent, and her
movements, while still somewhat childlike, reeked of
sexuality and desire that couldn’t be mistaken for a
child’s.
Melody fell to all fours and tried to crawl between his
legs, craning her head around and gripping his thigh,
wings spread and fluttering for balance as she pushed
her face right into his warm balls, tongue lathing over
them hungrily, taking one and then the other to roll
them around in her mouth, moaning at the taste. She
nibbled at the little spot between his ass and balls,
giggling against his flesh as she felt more than heard
his moan of pleasure.
Her tongue worked its way back further, her little body
turning sideways, loving the feel of his strong thighs
braced against her. She thrust her face into his
muscular ass, prying the cheeks apart a bit with agile
fingers enough to slip her tongue to taste his wrinkled
hole. He was sweaty from working in the garden and she
shuddered with pleasure, letting his cheeks go to catch
her little face as her tongue drilled and drilled and
thrust and licked.
Mark reached behind him, taking a hand full of lush,
thick red hair, holding her face hard in place. Her
pussy clutched on emptiness at the strong, manly grip,
a grip like no fairy boy’s that’s for certain! She
thrust her face deeper into his ass, tongue fucking
into the tight, dark hole, scrapping against the
insides in tiny circles with complete abandon.
Her tiny hand reached forward to grasp that wonderful,
large cock, nowhere near capable of getting her fingers
all the way around it. Her other hand found his free
hand, hanging at his side, and tiny pale fingers
intertwined with dark, large, strong ones.
Mark didn’t miss her reaction. He’d had plenty of human
women react in a similar, although more reserved way.
He had had many women at his feet, and he knew a little
sex slave when he saw one, even if she did have wings.
But still, she wasn’t human, so he had to be sure.
He gripped her hair strongly, turning and jerking her
to her tiny feet. She gasped in surprise, having NEVER
been handled like that before. She weighed maybe 50
lbs. and he lifted her clear off her feet by his strong
grip in her full, thick hair, fixing her with a stern,
commanding stare. That was it. That was all he did.
He expected a reaction, but not quite the one he got.
"Oh Starsssssss!" she shuddered as her feet left the
ground. Her eyes met his, saw the strength, the power,
unlike anything she’d ever seen. It sent her right over
the edge, without anything having touched her. "Ohhh!
Oh! MMmmmm!"
Mark held her as she convulsed in his grip, feet
dangling from the ground, almost hovering out of his
grip by the strong beating of her gossamer wings. She
came and came hard, a trickle of girl-juice splattering
the ground between her feet.
He sat her down gently on her knees at his feet and she
wrapped her arms around one strong calf, bathing it
with fluttering little kisses. Then she met his look
with a look of total adoration and awe.
"Wow! Do that again!"
Mark couldn’t help it. He laughed long and deep,
setting off Melody as well, her silver bell tinkle of a
laugh a contrast to the deep bass in his voice. The two
laughed for a moment, and then Mark picked the little
fairy girl up in his arms, her legs wrapping around his
waist and her head nestled into the crook of his neck,
nibbling gently with sharp, pearly even teeth and full
lips.
"I better get you into the house before I’m arrested
and you end up in a science lab," he said. Melody
didn’t understand half of what he’d said and she didn’t
care. All she cared about at that moment was all those
strong, strange muscles holding her tight and the taste
of his skin as he carried her easily into the big
living room.
Mark sat the pixie down on the plush carpeting, in a
clear spot free of boxes, stretching her body out and
watching her wriggle under him sensuously. Melody only
knew two things to do when on her back, and it wasn’t
bedtime yet, so she automatically showed off her body
before grabbing her little ankles and pulling them with
ease right next to each ear. Her little pussy, which
Mark was surprised to see was extremely tiny, winked at
him.
He kneeled down and ran his hand over her smooth, plump
mound and caressed the undersized hole, which looked
like it would be hard pressed to even take his finger.
She shuddered and drizzled pixie cum down the crack of
her ass and onto his new carpet.
"Melody, I can’t fit in there," he said seriously.
Melody’s pussy felt like it was about to burst into
flames, and her stomach was about folded in on itself
in hunger.
"Please, please try!" she cried, almost sobbing. She
humped her little hips up at him in invitation. "I’ll
stretch, really I will!"
Mark laid the head of his cock between her legs. It
landed above her belly button. To him, it seemed
anatomically impossible that it would go in that tiny
hole, which wasn’t much bigger than the hole in the top
of his cock.
Melody thrust herself upwards, moaning as she felt his
heavy cock thud across her belly. She tried to rub her
clit against the underside of it in desperation.
Mark shook his head in amazement.
"Okay, but I’ll go very slow...if it’s too much to take
we’ll stop, okay?"
"P-please don’t!" Melody protested. "I bet it will hurt
so good!"
Mystified, Mark gave in, rubbing the head of his cock
against her tiny slit, the size difference was absurd,
he thought. But, he figured she should know her limits
more than he would, and began to slowly press at the
entrance to her tight, hot pussy.
Mark worked the head back and forth, thankful that
there seemed to be no lack of lubrication from the
little fairy girl under him. Her little hole stretched
like a tight elastic band as he pushed and then the
head popped in, her hole snapping tight behind the
head. Her pussy was like a vice, and hot! Pixie body
temperature is a solid five degrees higher than ours.
Melody thrashed and lurched, hissing at the sweet pain
of feeling the head of his big tool spearing her. It
felt like she’s split like a ripe fruit around it, and
it was a wonderful sensation.
Mark paused to let the little creature adjust, hearing
her cry out, but she released her ankles and wrapped
slim, perfect legs around his waist and tried hard to
pull him in deeper. Her pussy rippled around him,
trying to milk him, sucking at the head of his cock
like a little mouth.
He groaned, sinking inch after inch into her body. Only
about four inches in, he hit the back of her little
tunnel, which was spasming wildly around him.
"Yes! Yes! More! More!" she cried, throwing her arms
around his neck and trying to fuck against him.
"I think I’m as far as it will go, baby," Mark said,
grunting at the feel of her little body clamping down
trying to draw him in deeper.
"Push it in all the way! It’ll go! Really!" Melody
said, despite the fact that she was already pretty
stuffed even with what she had inside her.
The feelings of her tight pussy, and the vision of her
squirming desperately for more of him, made Mark throw
caution to the wind. He grabbed her little hips and
pulled her against him slowly. He felt his head nestle
tight against her cervix, felt it flutter at the
contact, and then it opened for him like a flower. With
a sudden surge, his cock impaled the little pixie girl
all the way to the hilt, his balls tucked tight against
his ass.
Both of them moaned in relief and pleasure at the feel
of his cock bumping the roof of her little fairy womb.
Her belly bulged visibly from the intrusion. Her
insides, designed for such instances, simply gave way
before the large invader, pushed aside by his length
and girth.
Melody’s body went into sweet little convulsions under
him, her muscles rippling along the entire length,
little heels drumming against the small of his back.
"Now, fu-fuck me!" Melody said, not waiting for his
response, driving her little body hard against him,
trying to fuck herself on the massive cock inside her.
Mark began slowly withdrawing until he felt the flared
edge of the bottom of his cockhead gripped by her
cervix. Then he drove forward, feeding her inch after
inch. She reached up and kissed him with those
delicious, sweet full lips. He fed her his tongue,
exploring the wonderful taste of her mouth and she did
her best to suck his tongue dry.
His movements picked up, the fit so tight he had to
brace her to the floor to even be able to pull out a
few inches before driving back in. He began fucking her
body into the plush rug and she responded wonderfully,
arching tight against him every time he buried himself
to the hilt. If he didn’t know any better, he’d have
said she had an orgasm every time he seated himself
fully within her. But that was impossible, wasn’t it?
Melody was in a whole other world. She’d lost all
control as soon as he was fully within her. She drove
her body against him, painfully impaling herself
eagerly with every thrust, her mind spinning through
orgasm after orgasm, her legs twitching wildly around
him, sucking and moaning against his tongue hotly,
pressing her firm little nipples against the coarse
hairs on his chest.
Mark was really pounding the little pixie now, all
concern for her well-being forgotten at the delicious
reactions from her body. Her tightness, her heat, were
nearly too much for him, and very quickly he felt
himself boiling over. He dug into her little hips and
brutally pounded her pussy, balls slapping against her
ass, sticky with the steady stream of cum from her
pussy. Her tight hole clutched and gobbled at him like
nothing he’d ever felt before. She thrashed in his
arms, pressing her lips firmly to his, sweet mouth
screaming a steady cry of pleasure into his own.
Melody sensed he was getting close to cumming and her
little, distended tunnel spiraled, yes, spiraled,
closed on his thick dark cock, locking herself to him.
Her uterus collapsed on his cock like a bag with the
air vacuumed out, fitting to it perfectly, hungrily, as
his cock expanded inside her.
Mark winced at the incredible tightness and feel of her
muscles twirling around his cock. Then she purred,
which felt like someone had wrapped his dick in a warm,
wet vibrator.
That did it. He groaned loudly, holding her body
crushed to his, and began to blast her insides with
powerful jets of hot sperm.
Melody screamed a note loud enough and high enough to
shatter a nearby crystal goblet and her whole body left
the ground as she threw her weight onto his cock, wings
fluttering to drive her down even harder. His cum
surged into her little body, filling her womb, soothing
the ache in her little pussy, wracking her with
convulsion after convulsion until she fell back to the
floor, flopping under him like a rag doll.
"Ooh! Oh my! Ohhh!!!!!!! Cum in meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
she screamed as jet after jet coated her pussy.
Mark crushed the little fairy tight against him,
slamming his spurting cock home with ragged, relentless
thrusts. Soon, both of them collapsed to the rug, her
pussy still quivering strongly about him, rippling from
the base of his cock to the head, an efficient little
fuck machine intent on draining his balls of every
precious drop.
Melody’s legs slipped from their grip around him,
dropping to the floor weakly. Her hair lay like a rich
red fan around her head. Mark leaned down to hug the
marvelous little creature and she purred again, causing
another twitch from his cock, which caused her to sob
in pure joy as an aftershock seemed to rip its way from
her pussy to the top of her head. Her toes curled
sweetly in the thick carpeting.
Mark propped himself up over her on his elbow, staring
down at that gorgeous, flawless face, her eyes wandered
aimlessly a moment before focusing on him. Melody
smiled the most dazzling smile he’d ever seen, one of
utter satisfaction and joy. She lay her head against
the arm holding him up, absently rocking her sore pussy
up and down his still hard shaft.
"MMMmmmmm!" she sighed. "Do that again!"
Mark chuckled tiredly. "It’ll take me a minute.
Besides, it’s not a magic you know."
She cocked her head, then, kissed him tenderly on the
lips and said with a voice suddenly wise beyond her
years, "Of course it’s magic."
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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