Growing into a Harem of Fairies

You are aware of the gathering breezes collecting more in you than outside of you. Without a belly, you develop a stomach ache. Without a release, the conflicting air masses storm to get away from each other. Your bite of awareness is pushed outwards. In all directions.

Your presence is increasing! You are going from being fairy-sized to Fairies to their size! And bigger! All without a body.

“Commodore!?” Tinkerbell says in concern. You feel her fingers and palm as she reaches out to you. They are pushed back and she leans back as you continue to expand. “Vidia, this is no way to treat our guest and Commodore!”

“It’s the perfect way to treat a pervert!” she says as she pulls herself up ‘on’ you. Her tight tits are flattened and stretched and they are firm and hot. “Give ‘em what they want - Only give them something they’ll want but can’t have again without ME!” she laughs wickedly. “Leave ‘em with lusting for something they can’t have again!”

“What do you mean?” Tinkerbell asks from another side of you. She sees, and you feel, the brunette’s belly and thighs also flatten as if pressed against a pane of glass. Only you don’t feel like glass she discovers, as your ‘skin’ of surface tension bumps against her own cummy tits, belly, and thighs. You are touching them - and Vidia’s! - all at the same time! Two still aroused soft and silky, nudes to overwhelm your sensuality. It is worth the price of the inner turmoil.

Tinkerbell walks back from you...only to come up against the hairy thigh of your real body. She is trapped. The winds just beneath the outer you cause her most female parts to be shaken and jiggled about delightfully. Vidia’s less so, as she is riding you like you’re a balloon; hugging as much of your male presence as her spread arms and legs can. She wedges her butt between you and your other thigh and humps your inflated soul.

“Tink!??” Silvermist asks, approaching as close as she dared.

“I’m okay, Sil,” her friend assured her. “It’s not bad! It’s like a full massage. It’s -” Her eyes open wide as you have gone beyond her belly and thighs and are now pressing against her clit and the entrance to her cunt. Those, too, are shaken. Her eyelids lower as she pushes her hips against you.

Hesitatingly, Silvermist puts out her own hand. You are now sensually aware of yet another nude Fairy girl!

Only, she isn’t. She steps closer - Until she is captured by the gales the blow inside you! She is **** this way, then spun that way. But at last, she stands her ground. Her long, sleek, black hair is whipped out and high by warm winds. The tropical tempest also fondles each and every part of her all at the same time! “It is good that I am a fairy. This wind is so naughty,” she smiles, enjoying most of all what it does to her pussylips and clit as it comes between her legs, with stray currents trying to push deeper.

Jizz and pussyjuices are also blown off her in trickles and globs to swirl all around her inside you.

And, above, your raising cock is threatening to add more of its cum.