Tinkerbell's mind is a mass of confusion. Every choice seems so very scary, and somehow attractive. She shouldn't feel this way, but...
And flight seems the worst choice as well as the best. If she leaves, Peter will go chase that slut, Wendy. Now that is a very bad sign. Wendy is a cold fish if anything. If she is thinking of Wendy as a slut, she is entirely too interested in Peter. Tho since Wendy does have her eye on Peter, despite all her proper behavior, maybe she is a slut. The word means "any girl who would make a move on your man if you don't stop her." And besides Wendy, there is that strumpet who calls herself an indian princess. And those mermaids... She doesn't want to think about what they might do... "Well, I do need a wash..."
So off to the little pool, which is like an ocean to Tinkerbell, a distinctly calm and peaceful one, but still huge. But Tinkerbell has much more important worries than the water, even forgetting that as a pixie she is very hard to drown. She has no intention of doing it, but she can stay under water for a long time and emerge merely upset rather than endangered. But even if the water were instant death or unending agony, Tinkerbell is much more scared of what she does not want to get away from.
Tinkerbell lands on a lily pad near the shore, after checking for frogs and other dangers. She is a little too big to be a proper meal for most frogs, and a bit too strong to be swallowed, at least with Peter here to rescue her, but why take a chance? Looking for an adventurous fight? That's a boy's way of thinking. Silly things. Turning, she sees Peter standing on the shore taking off his clothes. "Peter! We don't need to undress..."
"Well, you don't want to sleep in wet clothing, do you?"
Trapped. Peter is right tho. If she does not strip now, she will have to strip for bed. And she is going to have enough problems resisting Peter as it is. "Turn your back." she orders as she turns around.
She is halfway done with her clothing before she remembers the mirror. She ordered Peter to turn to where he could see the mirror, and thus her, perfectly. Well, there is nothing to be done about that now. She just wishes she could be sure whether she was happy or mad that he would enjoy the sight. She might be just a tad on the slender slide, but those are very definitely womanly curves which move in quite enticing ways, even when she does not want them to. At least/unfortunately her breasts are out of direct sight and they are her best asset. Maybe not huge mountains, but quite substantial, and round and firm. A man could stare at them all day. Well, Peter would not have that chance, or at least not completely...
Finishing her stripping, she allows herself a moment of pride in her figure before asking "Ready?". When Peter confirms that, she slips into the water, allowing her wings to hold her on the surface, and keeping her eyes firmly away from Peter. "OK, you can get in now." It is a relief that Peter does not try a cannonball, in fact he is rather slow and gentle, but there is still enough wave for Tinkerbell to easily detect.
Turning around again and swimming to Peter, she notes that the water is clear, very clear... In fact much too clear... For a second she stares in shock. It is too late to shut her eyes, so she jerks her head up, to meet Peter's amused look. Jerk.
But it is so huge... In fact it is bigger than she is, way bigger. How can she possibly ...
Oh yes... Pixie dust. Neither Tinkerbell nor any pixie she has met knows all it can do, much less how to control it, but her dust can change her size as well as make people able to fly. In fact, her size changes erratically all the time. She can't really control her size, but she can bet that when the time comes ... IF the time comes, definitely if, she will grow or Peter will shrink, or his equipment will shrink [that should not feel disappointing] or somehow hers will be able to handle that huge thing [Apparently that saying "One size fits all." has some truth to it.], or ... Anyway, the thing is going to be possible.
Now if she only could tell whether she is horrified, thrilled, or both...
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