Fuck it, let's have some fun.

Grinning inwardly at a naughty thought she spreads her legs, baring her pussy fully, and rolling slightly while leaning back, pinning Bowen soundly in between her new larger voluptuous body and the pale white petals of the rose.

Aster admires Bowen's shaft, His struggles seemed to have backfired, thrusting the green cock out of his tunic bottom and into the open air. She licks her lips as it bobs and twitches as Bowen attempts to conceal it, a problem exacerbated by the fact both his hands were now trapped under her swollen derriere.

"Uh, Aster...You're a little close there, c-could you-" He says awkwardly, attempting to free himself from the awkward position while desperately trying to stifle his hard rod.

She cuts him off in a sugar sweet purr, sincerity dripping from every word,

"Sorry Bowen, I guess I'm just not used to my new body...All the other flowers seem to be taken though...You don't mind _sharing _with me do you?"

She draws out the last sentence, making it a sultry innuendo which promised so much more while somehow maintaining the perfect teasing air of innocence built up by the the prank loving faeries over generations.

She looks over at her fellow faeries, the ones still capable of paying attention to anything other than there own "Fun" were watching her with the type of glee reserved for witnessing a moment when a true master pulled off a practical joke on some poor sap. There was a slight difference in the fact that many of them were masturbating openly and watching the scene as a hungry fox might view a lost rabbit.

With an exaggerated stretching movement, unseen by Bowen from his current position, she brought her finger to her thick lips and winked knowingly at the surrounding sluts. They giggled at the erotic pantomime and leered as the gesture caused the Fairie's already overtaxed dress to ride up even higher on her body while a few more leafs give up the ghost, spilling a bit more of her fat tits further out of the now glorified boob tube.

"S-Sure okay Aster, If I could just-"

Bowen attempts to free himself, straining increasingly harder against Aster, yet despite his Treeman strength he can't seem to make the faerie move in any significant way. Aster let's out a trembling sigh as a tiny orgasm racks her body at the fact she has this strong young thing completely trapped under her.

Literally...

It seems that under all this added...cushion there was a core of actual strength. She licked her lips, predatory and takes her finger into her mouth, sucking on it lewdly.

Perhaps not to go toe to toe with Lilith but enough to challenge Bowen and outright beat him when the odds in her favor...

She enjoys the entranced attention of her fellow fairies and the squirming of the Treeman beneath her for just a few seconds more before rising up slightly, giving the trapped Treeman a spot of hope a second before snapping her legs shut tight, trapping Bowen's thick cock tight in a vice of meaty thigh, leaving only the throbbing purple cockhead exposed to the air.

Bowen gasped in shock, followed by an involuntary grunt of pleasure as his cock was enveloped in delightful softness. He tries to shut his legs but with her's in the way all he managed to do was wrap his around her upper legs and lose even more leverage as she readjusted herself.

"Sorry Bowen! Did I pinch something? I'm still getting used to this new body. Let me see if I can help..."

Just like before Aster rises slightly, still keeping Bowen's cock wedged firmly in between her legs,and again while allowing him a chance to wriggle but before he makes any serious gains she drops her self back down again, winding the poor Treeman and keeping him off balance.

The difference this time was that as she moved, she shifted and flexed her thighs, Bowen let out a grunt of pleasure as the impossibly smooth flesh shifted and teased his cock. His toe's curled and for a moment his struggles stopped as tingles of pleasure ran up his body from his cock, but he battles through, seemingly still unaware that Aster was playing him.

"Not really...Maybe if you...It's just my...uh...my thing is um...is-" He stammers, fighting the urge to thrust forward into the warm cleft while blushing furiously.

"He's so adorable! I almost feel guilty but he's just too easy!" Her lip curled in a grin and she spoke again in that sweet tone of innocence, feeling Bowen's cock pulsing in time to his heartbeat. "Hm, Let me try this...Let me know if this feels any better!"

She slowly, tantalizingly pistons her legs, giving a show to the watching crowd while rolling Bowen's fat dick between her thighs. Her pussy was boiling, gravity carried the cum from her leaking lips down onto Bowen's stomach and the surrounding petals of the now vibrant rose.

"Is that better Bowen? Are you more comfortable now? Is that good?" The tormentor said, slightly breathlessly

Bowen groaned and tried to form words but his struggles were lessening under the expert manipulation of his throbbing root.

"Asssster...You-You're...doing something...I'm...I'm feeling funny...We should sto-Ohhhh!"

Aster's efforts had finally payed off as a large bead of pre formed on the head of Bowen's rod, it slid down the length before Aster's finger caught it before it slid into the crack between her thighs and his dick. She holds it, balanced on her finger as she presses it against Bowen's shaft. She drags the finger, up the length of his dick causing Bowen to squeal as her new nails, not as long as the talon's Lilith and Jezebel had, scraped gently against the sensitive flesh.

She lifts her finger to eye level and regards the viscous amber droplet, the way the light played off it, the smell of it as she brought it closer to her mouth. She looked up at the other fairies to them watching her with the same intensity. She saw strange new vines that had grown out of the roses around them, they had a strange pulsing look to them, they throbbed and twitched as the air crackled with ambient magic.

Many of these vines were curling upwards, snaking around the floating faeries as they were entranced. Many had got so close that the fae had unconsciously started to lean back or sit on them. More than one had even started to dry hump them, rubbing their new sensitive bodies around the reaching vines

The roses themselves had also grown, not just up but sideways as well,the delicate stems thickening while new offshoots sprouted out from the base. These new offshoots grew vivid new flowers in a myriad of different colors, Purple,Pink,Red,White. Each petal softer and more sturdy than any natural rose Aster had ever seen, just begging to be sat on.

Inside the blossoms, the stamen of the plants had also swelled, growing longer while the base swelled, the sacks filling with some unknown glowing fluid, the stigma about ready to erupt as the members of the gathering not sitting on the vines had taken up residence on the new convenient seats. Several of them not even watching Bowen and Aster any more,but writhing in there own exploitative orgies.

All the while the plants grew.

But not as much as the one Aster was sitting on.

Her rose had pretty much exploded out around her, changing into a deep pinky purple which did strange things to the sunlight as it filtered in on them. The blossom had tilted and sunk slightly,the petals curved like a giant dish, projecting the sounds made inside outward so they the entire clearing could make out exactly what she was saying...and doing.

With another slow sensuous effort she rolled the bead of cum around her lips before slowly sucking it and the finger into her mouth, she was tempted to fake a sensuous moan to really get the girls riled up but it turned out she didn't have to.

Flavor exploded in her mouth and she let out an involuntary moan, as a small tremble ran through her whole body, further stimulating the hapless Bowen.

Goddess above it tasted good! When she had been bathing in the awful fluid before she'd got more than a taste of it as it warped her. Although the taste hadn't been at the forefront of her mind as her body shifted and grew to it's current form, The horrid taste was still something she could recall clearly now now.

Although she loathed to admit it towards the end she had started to enjoy it, but she put that down to the corruptive influence of the fluid. She imagined once she had started to crave the taste of it that would have been her well and truly damned.

But this!

This tiny drop wasn't anything like that! It was sweet, but not so much to be sickly. She rolled the heady taste around her mouth like a connesuier tasting wine and she delighted at the slightly nutty bouquet. Giddy tingles spread across her body and she gasped in pleasure as uncorrupted wholesome magic flowed inside her.

She sucked the last dregs off her finger and slid it tortuously out from between her lips, lowering the glistening digits to carress the top of Bowen's dick.

She had a single dainty hand poised to tease more delicious ambrosia from the amazing dick when she hesitated...

"Was this right?" A tiny voice cried out somewhere in the back of her mind.

Sexual magic was by and far the most powerful type of magic Aster had ever seen, in the space of a few hours since she woke up Aster had seen friends damned and warped, her own body changed and her mind...

How much had that changed?

Aster looked down and saw Bowen...

Her Friend...

Her rescuer...

Pinned beneath her while she...what? Milked him? Is that all he was to her? A source of yummy cum?

She licked her lips, remembering the taste of it in her lips.

Her hand twitched, the other fairies looked on in anticipation and curiosity.

She looked over her shoulder, seeing Bowen staring up at her in fear and guileless bewilderment.

_"He looks so scared..."_She thought with a pang of regret...or was it hunger?

"So helpless" A sultrier voice coo'd in her ear.