A Night at the Museum

It was late as Jeremy walked back into the museum, fully dressed in his janitor attire as he scanned his badge. The security guard named Alan, who usually didn't see him because of the different shift, looked confused.

"Jeremy? Kind of late for you to be here, isn't it?" He asked as he stopped Jeremy.

"Yeah, I forgot to do one of the offices, and Doctor Shaw has already yelled at me once about it."

"Oh, yeah she's a bit....." Alan said before he let Jeremy in. "Don't worry, I won't say anything."

"Thanks, man," Jeremy said as he headed inside and down towards the warehouse.

"You see, no problem," a little voice said from his pocket before the fairy poked her head out. "I can smell the flower from here."

"Just stay quiet, I'm not sure who's here, and getting into the warehouse won't be easy."

"I'm sure we can find a way. Don't forget our little deal," she said with a giggle.

"Yeah, I know, but I still need an access card."

"Okay? Where do we get one?" She asked.

"The security guards have them, but how to get one is the problem," Jeremy said as he glanced over and saw one of them heading into the restroom. "Maybe if we..... wait, where did you go?"

The little fairy that had been sticking out of the pocket on his shirt was gone and he quickly noticed a sparkling light trail that was starting to fade from him all the way to the bathroom.

"Shit!"

Trevor, the security guard, had just gone to wash his hands after getting ink on them and hadn't noticed the sparkling light that had followed him into the restroom. He had no reason to as he finished getting the blue stain off his fingers before straightening his tie in the mirror.

What he hadn't noticed was the tiny six-inch tall woman with wings fluttering under the sink only a few inches from his crotch. He was about to turn and leave when she cupped her hands and threw out a ball of sparkling dust, hitting him right below the belt.

"Okay, time to......" he paused as he began to feel strange. "What the........." he said as his penis began to feel a little funny, pulsing and getting hard. "Holy..... shit!" He blurted out as the sensation was hard to handle.

He had never been this horny before in his life and wasn't sure why he suddenly was. He heard a ripping sound as he looked down and saw his penis start to **** its way through the fabric, ripping his pants as he backed up, falling into a stall and landing on a toilet seat while his cock stood fully erect.

"What the fuck is happening?" He said as he stared down at his cock, which had a strange glow to it before his foreskin began to move on its own, sliding back and forth. "Oh..... oh..... SHIT!"