"The fairy dust lets you fly, if you have enough of it," said Maple, "but it takes a lot more than one fairy can make to let someone as big as you fly around."
"Well, I've always wanted to be able to fly, but I guess that's not happening today." It looked like Maple was about to interrupt, but you kept talking, saying, "So if you, as a fairy, were to become as big as a human, would you still be able to fly?"
"No, I wouldn't," said Maple, "although my body always makes fairy dust; for us, it's a lot like the salt content in human sweat, but since we're magical, IT'S magical. If I grow up too big to fly, my wings vanish until I get small again."
"Oh! So if you grow up to the size of a human, you can pretty well masquerade as a human - except for being magically beautiful," you said, and you weren't kidding; for a tiny three-inch naked fairy, if one ignored the wings she was a knockout of a girl. "Would you like to spend some time in the human world? I'd be happy to be your escort."
"I'd love to," she said, "but we have a rule about fraternizing with humans; if we spend time with them in the human world, they have to come back and spend the same amount of time with us in our world. Hey, fair is fair." I couldn't argue with that.
"Sounds great to me. But we're going to have to get you some clothes before you grow up to human size; can you follow me to my house? My sister is away at school, and she left most of her clothes at home; I'll bet you can find something of hers to wear." You really wanted to meet this fairy girl face to face.
"I can do that. How far away is your house? I can turn invisible, but not for too long."
"It's only a five- or six-minute walk, and I'm there alone this week; Mom and Dad are on a trip by themselves, so it's the bachelor life for me this week," you told her.
"Let's not waste time," Maple said, "You can talk to me in a low voice and I'll hear you; I'll be right overhead." So you took off walking toward your house. A couple of minutes later, you realized that you didn't hear Maple's wings, so you said in almost a whisper, "Maple, are you still with me?" Moments later, you heard and felt a soft flutter next to my left ear, and a whisper of, "You bet."
You arrived home a few minutes later, unlocked the door, and stepped inside, In the quiet of the house, the flutter of her wings was audible, and as soon as you closed the door she reappeared. "Wow," she said, "I don't think I've held invisibility for that long in a long time. And flying that high and slow; wow, I've got a crick in my back muscles from all that flapping."
"Is there anything I can do?" you asked. Without warning, she landed on your shoulder, and said, "Is your room upstairs? Let's go up there; maybe I can convince you to give me a back rub." So, with an unlikely, three-inch naked fairy on your shoulder, you walked up the stairs to your room. Once you were inside, you closed and locked the door, explaining to Maple that some of your neighbors had keys, and that you'd rather not have to explain her presence.
You asked, "Now, how can I give you a back rub without damaging your wings?"
"Let me show you," she said, and she fluttered over to the bed, and started growing, stopping at just over five feet tall. As she had mentioned, her wings had entirely disappeared; by all appearances, you had one of the most beautiful girls you had ever met, naked in your bed, and she wanted you to put your hands all over her.
Yeah, you were up for that.
"OK, Maple, why don't you go ahead and lay face down, and I'll get started. I do a pretty thorough rubdown, so if I start to touch you anywhere I shouldn't, please tell me. I'm not trying to take any liberties that you don't want to give me; I just want to make you feel good."
She stayed sitting up for a moment, and said, "You know, at this point every human male I've ever met has wanted to take advantage of me, for sex, or money, or for some other gain for themselves. What is it that YOU want from me?"
You looked her square in the eye, and said, "I want the chance to spend a little time with someone who seems like an intelligent, unusual, magical person, who by the way is very pleasant to look at, especially since there's something I can do for you, which is to give you that back rub. If after the back rub you decide that you've had enough of my company, I won't try anything to hold you here. I'm just hoping we can become friends."
Tears started leaking from both her eyes. "I've never heard of anyone thinking that way about the fey folk; most people want something from us, or want to use us, or are afraid of us. But you just want --"
"Friendship," you interrupted, "just that. If it leads to something else, that's something we can both look at and decide on in the future, but for now I just want us to get to know each other better."
The tears increased, and she stood up from the bed and hugged me. You were very much afraid that, as perceptive as she might be as a fairy, she might misread the involuntary reaction of a human male having his body pulled into close contact with what was as far as you could tell a female human body, which was not only the most attractive you had ever seen, but was also completely unclothed. However, either she didn't feel your erection or chose to ignore it; she released you from the hug, gave you a kiss on the cheek, then flopped down face-down on your bed. You sat down next to her on the bed and started rubbing her back.
"You're really amazing," she said, quietly. "I've met so many other humans, and they just saw me as a THING that could hurt them, or could give them what they wanted, or that they could threaten others with. I could never be off my guard with them. Ooooh," she grunted, as you started working on a knot in her back muscles, "that feels amazing, and I can RELAX with you. I'm pretty good at reading threats, and I don't think that you're a threat to me, or any of the fey folk, at all." A few minutes went by in silence, while you did all of her back that you could seated alongside her. At that point, you had to say, "In order to finish up your back right, I'm going to have to straddle you to reach the rest of your back and rub it right."
"Don't do that quite yet," she said, and reached out to touch your jeans, and jerked her hand back. "I think that your clothes must be made of dead plants," she said, "but not so much your shirt, since I could perch on your shoulder. But it's uncomfortable for such things to touch my skin.
"Can you get rid of them for me?"
You knew that the denim of your jeans was made from cotton, as was your undershirt, your boxers, and your socks; essentially, she was asking you to get rid of all your clothes before you straddled her body. Your erection came back, hard.
"Just to be clear, Maple; pretty much everything I'm wearing is made of cotton, which is what you were feeling. Are you sure you want me to take off all my clothes? I swear I didn't know about this, and I'm not trying to force an intimacy on you."
She rolled to face me, and reached out her hand to my face. "You are the kindest human I've ever met. But I'd love to feel your body, without those icky clothes, against mine. So please - take off your clothes and climb up on me."
She didn't need to tell you twice. In under 20 seconds, you went from fully-dressed to naked, and you climbed onto the bed and straddled her hips, resuming your back rub. Maple went back to her little moans of pleasure, especially during the three more muscle knots you massaged out of her back.
Finally, you were done, and you asked her, "How does that feel, Maple?"
"Oh, it feels great, but something about wings is that it's not just back muscles; there are chest muscles involved as well. Would you mind massaging those, too?" And she turned over underneath you, both her eyes and her beautiful breasts staring you in the face.
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