I was slack within my desk chair, hands clutching armrests, panting softly as Pfil licked the rounded head of my cock, her tiny arms and legs wrapped around my erect shaft.  The blonde fairy's lips kissed the gleaming tip of my dick, her small tongue flicking across the slit of my member, collecting the droplets of cum that emerged.  Pfil's tiny hands rubbed up and down my prick, stroking the throbbing veins, caressing my warm meat.  Licking white cream from her chin, Pfil mounted the summit of my cock, her small, fairy-sized titties sliding across the opening of my member, soon dripping with sticky jizz.  Setting her little cunt over the tip of my meat, Pfil started stroking my shivering cock head with her crotch, her thighs warm against the engorged knob.  Smiling sensually at me, Pfil slid a fingertip up her cleavage, covering the digit in the milk that still coated her small tits.  The fairy girl stuck the wet finger into her mouth and licked my cum as she flexed her pelvis back and forth, riding my hard penis.  I sat back within my chair, groaning, my hips jerking while Pfil clung to my cock.  She squeezed her thighs upon my shaft, her little palms rubbing, massaging my member.  Moaning sharply, I quivered as my cock blasted a stream of semen between Pfil's legs, coating her entire tiny body in sticky cream.  Pfil giggled with pleasure, running her hands over her soaked body, taking entire handfuls of my jizz and drinking it deeply.

        "Did you like that?" grinned Pfil saucily, her little antennae twitching.

        "Yes," I smiled, grabbing a glass of water and setting it on my desk next to the naked fairy girl.

        Pfil fluttered off of my cock and dipped into the wide glass mug.  She slipped completely into the warm water, washing the clinging semen from her skin.

        "Would you like to try something different today?" asked Pfil from her resting place on the rim of the glass, her bare legs swaying in the murky tap water, her little buttocks gleaming from the light of my desk lamp.

        "Sure, what did you have in mind?"

        "Slide your soda over."

        I obeyed Pfil, positioning my half-empty glass of Dr. Pepper next to the glass of water.

        Pfil fluttered out of the water glass and landed on the rim of the mug filled with soda.  The fairy girl began massaging her tiny pink cunt, closing her eyes in bliss, her little ass clenching and bobbing.  After a few moments, drops of honey gleamed on Pfil's small fingers.  Pfil thrust out with her pelvis, and a stream of nectar squirted from her pussy into the glass of soda.

        "Stir it around, then drink it," instructed Pfil, sucking on her moist fingers.

        I picked up the glass mug, stirred the contents with my right index finger, then swallowed everything in several large gulps.  As I waited for the fairy girl's magic to affect me, Pfil put on her black latex thigh boots, loincloth, and bikini top.  She was sitting on the edge of my desk, combing out her short, blonde hair, when something happened.

        Heat washed over me, then the next thing I knew, I was the same size as Pfil!  I looked up at the back of the desk chair, it now towered over me like a cliff face.  Pfil flew down to my side and hugged me warmly, her head reached up to my chest, her delicate antennae reached the height of my neck.  I wrapped my arms around Pfil's tiny waist, her body felt wonderful next to mine.

        "Do you want to make love?"

        "Could we explore around first?  The world's entirely different now."

        "Sure!  Hey, Pamila will want to see you, too!" smiled Pfil, taking a new position behind me, enfolding me with her slim arms, and carrying me with her as she took to the air, gossamer wings buzzing.

        We flew out of my bedroom, through the living room and kitchen, and out the open screen door.  The backyard was filled with sunlight, the short grass now a forest of swaying green.  We flew toward the row of rose bushes where the fairies fed, the open blossoms blazing with color, large enough to make a bed where I could take Pfil, where I could writhe with her in a cocoon of soft petals.

        Pfil set us down at the edge of the bushes, the plants looming over us, the interior a mass of shadows and thorny tendrils.

        "Be careful," warned Pfil, ducking underneath a thick branch and disappearing into the depths of the bushes.  Wary of the large, sharp thorns, I followed the fairy girl into the dark, shafts of sunlight providing just enough illumination to travel.  The jungle of branches and thorns was very warm, but pleasantly so, the scent of the roses thick in my nostrils, heady and alluring.

        I found Pfil in a small clearing, her friend Pamila resting on a branch, her slender, boot-clad legs dangling while she licked from a tender, pink petal.  Pamila wore the same boots and black loincloth as Pfil, but instead of a bikini top she wore a tight, black corset that cupped her bare breasts.  Pamila's pink, left nipple was pierced with a small, silver ring, a tight, metal-studded leather collar pressed snugly around the fairy girl's graceful neck.  Pamila's hair was a gleaming, midnight-black, piled high upon her head.  The raven-haired fairy twitched her antennae when I entered the clearing, she regarded me brazenly with her almond-shaped eyes, idly licking dew from the folded rose petal.

        "This is Philip," said Pfil, fluttering onto the branch next to Pamila.  "Philip, this is Pamila."

        "You're the human that owns that huge house?" inquired Pamila, licking dew from her moist, red lips.

        "Yes, it's an honor to meet you, Pamila.  Pfil tells me you are her best friend."

        "I am," nodded Pamila, reaching out to caress Pfil's left thigh.  "It is forbidden for fairies to bring humans into our home."

        "I mean you no harm, Pfil was just being kind," I protested.

        "He's really nice.  I love him!" smiled Pfil.

        "I guess it's okay, just don't let the others know about him," sighed Pamila, setting aside her empty petal.

        "Thank you!" giggled Pfil, hugging Pamila's neck and planting a passionate kiss on her friend's wet lips.

        Pamila grinned, hopping down from her perch and striding towards me intently.

        "Let's see what's making Pfil so squishy," purred Pamila, her body pressing close to mine, her left hand lowering to fondle my crotch.

        I buried my face in Pamila's thick, black hair.  Reaching down, I unzipped my fly, and guided the fairy girl's stroking hand into my jeans to my trembling cock.

        "Already getting hard, lover?" breathed Pamila, her hand caressing my shaft while I cupped her right buttock in my left hand and clutched it firmly, my fingers sliding over her porcelain skin.  As Pamila nuzzled the side of my neck, Pfil leaned upon my right arm, her hand joining Pamila's over my stiffening prick.  I turned my head and kissed Pfil's sensual lips, my right hand slipping underneath her loincloth to fondle her tiny cunt.

        "Let's take him up," suggested Pamila.  Pfil nodded in eager agreement.

        Both fairy girls hugged me and flapped their wings.  We ascended into the air, flying through a shaft into the open, sunlit air.  The fairies set me down in the center of a rose blossom, the aroma of the flower making my head spin.  Pamila gently guided me onto my back while Pfil started tugging off my jeans.  After the girls had stripped me, they stripped each other, their fingers caressing nude breasts and shapely buttocks as they worked, arousing me while I leaned back and watched.

        "Ah, look Pfil!  He's all swollen now!" giggled Pamila, kneeling near my right thigh and leaning forward to kiss my rising prick.

        Pfil knelt by my left thigh, then both fairy girls descended on my cock, licking and sucking hungrily, their tongues splashing drool over my pole, then slipping into each other's warm mouths.
I reached out with both hands, one hand squeezing Pfil's tit and the other fondling Pamila's.  Both girls moaned over my dick, Pamila sucking on the tip as Pfil slid her lips up and down the length of my meat, her small hands gently squeezing my balls.  I twisted Pamila's stiff nipple, my other hand pressing between Pfil's thighs and caressing her soft cunt.  Pfil moaned softly, her mouth tightening around my cock as I poked a finger into the blonde girl's pussy, her vagina covering my digit in thick honey.  Pamila slurped the entire length of my prick into her mouth, her cheeks taut with effort, her tongue stroking my swelling member.  I took Pamila's entire breast in my hand, crushing the pliant flesh, rubbing the nipple between my fingers, tugging on the pink nub.

        "I want to taste your cunt, Pfil," I groaned, my finger slipping back and forth within the fairy girl's slick hole.

        Pfil obediently sat on my face, her golden pubic hair tickling my nose.  I opened my mouth and pressed my lips upon Pfil's pussy, sucking sharply, my tongue slithering inside her moist slit.  Pfil groaned, running her fingers through my dark hair, her hips shuddering as I devoured her cunt, sucking on her labia, licking her clit over and over.  I grabbed Pfil's little ass, pushed her crotch harder against my face, the smell of her young sex driving me wild.  I couldn't get enough of the fairy girl's cunnie, I sucked and slurped without pause, her thighs warm upon my cheeks, her honey dribbling over my flushed face.

        Pamila licked up the shaft of my cock one last time, then straddled my lap, lowering her wet snatch onto my upthrust member.  The fairy girl moaned deeply as my prick rammed up into her tiny belly, her pussy clutching my meat in a firm grip.  Pamila pressed her small palms against my stomach and started humping me, her buttocks flexing, her eyes squeezed shut with ecstasy.  Pamila's cunt sucked on my throbbing dick, I shoved up into the girl, my moans of pleasure muffled by Pfil's dripping twat.  I hugged Pfil's little waist, burying my mouth in her pussy, her juices filling my throat, sweet and tangy upon my tongue.  Pfil's hips rolled faster and faster, her moans became more urgent.  With a loud gasp, Pfil climaxed on my face, a torrent of nectar pouring into my sucking mouth.  I swallowed it all, my pelvis still pumping as I impaled Pamila's cunt.  Pamila leaned backward, her hands squeezing my legs while she arched her back and groaned, her tits quaking from the orgasm that tore through her lithe, naked body.

        All three of us struggled for air, our nude bodies sticky with cum and sweat.  Pfil slid off of my face, her thighs resting on my chest, her wet pussy warm against my flesh.  Pamila sat on my legs, idly licking the cream from my sore prick.

        "I love you, Pfil," I murmured, my hand sliding across her ribs.

        "I love you too," smiled the fairy girl, stretching out over me, her sweat splashing over my skin as she kissed me with tender, pink lips.

The End.