Disney Fairies

As you think, your gaze through the tunnel for your answers. You can only see the light at the end. It isn’t all that long. ...And it isn’t all that wide: It was only two lanes wide. “So, what if an ordinary taxi wouldn’t be...uh, appropriate for where we go? Like, if we have to go by ship, do we have to take a taxi to get to the dock?”

“Oh, Honey-Bun wants a fantastic fantasy from the start,” Jessica smiled. She runs an opera-gloved hand along your face,

You are enjoying her enticing touch, when you hear a girl say, “Your tender is here for you!” You look and see floating in the air a dory with a glittering of...what? You notice the doll-sized figures fluttering above the boat. “The ship’s waiting to haul anchor and set sail as soon as you’re piped aboard!”

“Oh, that was wonderful, Tinkerbell!”

“Yeah; I’m getting the nautical talk Captain Zarina’s been teaching us.”

“Tinkerbell! And the Fairy who has the water talent.”

“The name’s Silvermist,” the Asian smiles modestly.

“And this is Iridessa.” Black. “And Fawn.” Tomboy. “And -”

“And don’t forget me, Vidia. Wind talent. I can get us anywhere faster than just Pixie Dust can.” She is not modest.

The boat lowers itself to the ground, and I climb in then help Jessica in her long, slit gown in.”

Just as we’re sitting, we find ourselves falling down onto our seats. The impatient Vidia is blowing the boat rapidly through the tunnel. After seeing its ceiling too close for comfort, you shoot out and up towards the clouds. Above is Captain Hook’s pirate ship glittering in Pixie Dust as well.

You find your stomach. “Are we going to Neverland?”

“Do you want to?” Jessica asks. “We can have an orgy just as well on board The Back Stache.”

“Yes! I’d much rather have a people orgy than a fairy orgy!” Silvermist calmly pleads.

“Yes, I agree,” Iridessa says. “Fairy orgies can be a little...scary.”

“You don’t want to be around Vidia when she gets “three sheets to the wind”,” Fawn says with a smirk towards the fairy pushing the boat.

“J.M. Berrie wrote that fairies have all-night orgies, and return from them drunk,” Jessica tells you. “Only his were ‘****-out’ masquerades meant to be spiritual but often became violent.”

“That is so un-Disney!” Silvermist frowns.

“I don’t know. I might like something like that,” Tinkerbell says. “I was a different sort of fairy before I became CGI.” She flies near your nose and looks you in the eyes. “Which me do you like? Sweet and Sassy, or Spicy and Passionate?”