Finished with work

The sneaky fairies were having a blast. It turns out that human bodies and fairy bodies weren’t so different, as they were getting a first hand look! Jules was a lot leaner than most fairies though, taut behind and athletic legs flexing with each step. Unlike fairies, whose bodies were usually a uniform hue matching their magic all over, the human’s skin was much paler in these newly bared areas. Maple was so entranced by this, particularly around his perky posterior, that it took Mira and Button holding her back by each leg to keep her from flying up to cop a feel.

Jules was still blissfully unaware, a combination of Mira’s magic and his own air-headedness. Having made his way back to the farmhouse, he deposited the lumber and clap his hands together to shake off the bits of debris left behind. (Had he thought to wipe his hands on his trousers, he might have noticed their absence.) Turning around, he took a deep breath and stretched with his arms over his head, furthering the fairies’ anatomy lesson. Now, the organ hanging between Jules legs was more or less the same on fairies; Button lacked firsthand experience, but Maple had seen a share of them frolicking au naturale with a few other nature spirits, and Mira, ever the mature one of the trio, had some hands-on experience with a gnomish girlfriend she’d known for a while.

Familiar or not, the three of them were happy to see it now, and on a human no less! Jules’ happened to be a good length, maybe not huge but thick enough, framed by a modest amount of soft brown hair, and a lovely set of testicles swinging below. Proportionally, it was a little intimidating to the much smaller women, but their excitement at the sight and elation at the human’s ignorance more than made up for any awkwardness. Especially as, to their delight, Jules decided to start down the road into town!

Bit breezy, the farmhand thought, as he started down the dirt path. It was a light work day, so he thought he might hop into town for a bite to eat and maybe seeing if any sellswords were stopping by the tavern with more tales of the world beyond his village, and the monsters that he couldn’t convince most of the rest of his townsmen definitely existed. He’d give anything to see it!

Of course, the view he was providing was entirely free at the moment, both for the fairies circling him out of sight, and the traveler coming towards him wide eyed. Jules couldn’t tell why she seemed so shocked, and after squinting through the midday glare, he thought he recognized her: she was....