"S-sure!"

The fairy chuckles to herself as she flitters in front of his face, pouting her lips as if she were going to kiss him. "Okay, just close your eyes okay? I'll make sure you feel amazing!"

Hopkins did as he was told to. He closed his eyes, but he could still feel the fairy flying around him, her tiny wingbeats sending tiny gusts of air against his skin. He could feel her struggle against the hem of his pants until eventually he felt his trousers fall around his ankles with a 'fwip!'. The fairy chuckled once more; it seemed like she laughed more often than she didn't.

"My oh my, what a nice looking cock," she said as he felt her small hand against his head, sending a wave of heat upwards that made his mind heady, his cock lengthening and swelling with each pump of blood, "you ready?"

He nodded.

There was a swish of air and an almost glittery, starlike noise. Suddenly, something heavy though soft fell of top of his head, covering him to his waist; it was so sudden he was almost knocked off his feet. Hopkins reeled and struggled with this thing, and threw it off in a frustrated mania of wild arm and leg movements. All he could hear was the fairy laughing hysterically.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha!" She was snorting something fierce, as if this was the funniest shit she has ever seen. Tears were streaming down her cheeks.

On the ground before him lay the object that assaulted Hopkins; a medium sized shag carpet.

"Ha-ha-heeeee!" she wheezed, struggling to get her words out, slapping her thigh with her fist, "you thought I'd suck your dick or something! Ha-ha-ha! This is funnier than that time I turned that guy into a pickle! Ha-ha! Funniest thing I've ever seen! Hee-hee-ha!"

His cock now limp and drooling with disappointed precum, Hopkins put his pants back up in a huff, his face redder than ripe tomato. His cheeks were filled with embarassed air like a chipmunk.

"Eheh-heh-heh... ah, that made my day. Sorry about that, I couldn't help myself," she said, somewhat calmed down, "not gonna' lie though, nice cock. I do like a nice thick cock that stretches me out, but I think yours might be a touch too large for me; I really don't feel like literally splitting in half today. What a double edged sword, right?" She whizzed around him quickly, where she patted him on the back. "No hard feelings though, right?"

"...fine," he answered meekly.

She flew around again and sat back down on the rock, grinning devillishly. "Well you've at least earned my name; the names Easme, what's yours?"

He hesitated, but then relented. "Hopkins."

"Nice to meet you Hopkins." Easme smiled with her eyes closed, almost as if she were threatening him. "So Hopkins, what do you think you're doing here?"

The question caught him off guard. "Village be attacked soon. I am out to see if I find anything that help."

"Oh! That's terrible! I always liked you guys, you never bother anyone!" Easme giggled as if she almost didn't care, which ticked Hopkins off inside. "Oh don't be like that," she continued as if sensing his reaction, "I do mean that genuinely. We fairies sometimes have trouble passing off as serious."

The answer eased Hopkins somewhat.

"Well I hope you're not thinking of doing anything to the stones, because otherwise, we're going to have a big problem! Hee-hee!"

"N-not thinking to!"