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Flower Faerie 
by Maussie (address withheld)

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A teenage girl, a dream, an orgasm, and that in the 
middle of her class. (f-solo, mast, fant, daydream)

***

A little faerie with yellow and green butterfly wings 
landed on the bank of the little creek in the magical 
forest. She was completely naked, except for some 
daisies in her long wavy greenish hair. She could have 
been no bigger than six inches, and looked, if you would 
compare her to a human, like a teenage girl. 

She had nice slender legs and a tiny butt. Between her 
legs she nice little stripe of greenish pubic hair and 
she had a slim waist and nice, firm, rounded tits. If 
she had been human size they would perhaps have been 32B 
or C-cup. Her eyes were emerald green, and her skin 
yellowish.

The little faerie sat by the edge of the water, enjoying 
the splashing of the little fish that swam in it. It was 
warm, and the sun was high up in the sky. But thankfully 
she sat in the shadow of her flower. The flower that had 
been given to her by the Faerie Queen to protect. A big 
responsibility. Especially as there were creatures in 
the magical forest who would love nothing more than to 
steal flowers from innocent little fairies.

As the little faerie sat there for a while, she felt 
herself dreaming away thanks to the soft breeze and warm 
sun in her face. But just as she was about to fall 
asleep, she heard a noise behind her in the bushes. She 
turned her head and saw him, the biggest, baddest, 
meanest wolf of all wolves in the forest. And of all the 
flower stealing wolves, he had stolen the most. There 
could be only one reason why he was here.

The faerie jumped up to defend her flower, her most 
precious possession, no matter how pointless it may have 
seemed. The wolf was at least ten times her size and way 
stronger then her, and he had a large mouth with sharp 
teeth, but she wasn't going to let him take her flower 
from her without a fight.

"Weeya, waaya, wowa, I smell a little faerie flowa!" The 
wolf sang joyfully as he saw the faerie and her flower. 
"Step aside little brat, then I'll pluck and eat your 
little flower! Hooowwwwlll!"

"Please don't take my flower, mister Wolf! I'll give you 
anything else you want, but not my flower. It was a gift 
from the Faerie Queen." She pleaded to the wolf.

"Ah yes, the Faerie Queen, a delicious flower she had. I 
really enjoyed taking it from her." The wolf replied, 
and the faerie swallowed. He had even taken the flower 
from the Queen? She was like the mother of all faeries! 
If the queen could not even prevent this wolf from 
taking her flower from her, then what on earth was she 
supposed to do?

"Please mister Wolf, don't... I beg you..." She whined 
as she stood between him and her flower. But the wolf 
shoved her away and grabbed the stem of the flower and 
with one tug he plucked the flower from the ground. And 
then he ate it all. She screamed, but the wolf ignored 
it.

As the wolf strode away, he looked back at the little 
faerie, who was defeated and about to cry. "Thanks for 
your lovely flower, little faerie, it tasted really 
sweet... Bye now my little faerie, my little Dagmar... 
...Dagmar..."

"Dagmar...?"

"HEY! Dagmar! Wake up!!"

Slowly the seventeen year old blonde opened her eyes. 
She had a pleasant, satisfied smile on her face. She was 
dazed for a moment, not sure where she was. "Uhhh... 
Wha...? What's up? Where am I? Who's yelling?" She 
stumbled as she was so rudely awakened from her nice 
dream. For that was what it had been, just a dream.

Her teacher was standing next to her, angry that the 
girl had fallen asleep in his class. He had been trying 
to wake her up for at least five minutes. "Nice of you 
to join us again, young lady, hopefully you will find 
the rest of my lessons more interesting," he said. The 
whole class was laughing. 

The girl sitting next to her gazed at her with a look 
that showed both amazement and shock. Then she felt 
something weird between her legs. Dagmar looked down, 
there was a wet spot on the seat by her crotch. She felt 
her face getting as red as a tomato and more than 
anything she wanted to crawl as far underneath the desk 
as she could, but she couldn't... She had to sit it out 
for the rest of the period.

Yes, it had all just been a dream... But what a dream...

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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