Strike out for the rainforest

Some time later, you and Daisy have made it into the lush, exotic wilderness of the jungle. With all the heat and humidity, Daisy has once again shed her coverings and is frolicking about in the nude. It's a delight to watch her skip through the wilds like a naked forest sprite, running across a mossy log, hopping over a rushing stream, squeezing between two trees heavy with jungle vines, running across another mossy log...

"Hey, are we going in circles?" you remark, as Daisy hops over a rushing stream again.

"Maybe," says Daisy. "The scenery is so busy, I can't keep track of it."

"I'd swear we saw all of this before."

It would be easy to get lost, of course, but you're sure that you have been keeping the setting sun to your right for the past few hours. This has the earmarks of an enchantment. Somebody, or something, is screwing with you.

You draw a pair of striped yellow panties from your pouch and discretely prepare a bit of magic. When you catch a sparkle out of the corner of your eye, you snap around and shoot your tongue out at it like a giant frog. The tip of this magical tongue scores a hit on your prey and yanks it back to your mouth. In barely half a second, you have a tiny winged woman sticking halfway out of your lips.

"Hey, let me go!" she demands, punching her miniature fists at your face.

"What is it?" says Daisy.

"A pixie!" you say, taking the tiny woman gently in your hand and turning her around to get a good look. She's a lovely little fae, with dark brown skin, a bunch of braids tied back in a tail, and a little green dress that clings to a very favorable set of curves.

"A pixie princess, I'll have you know!" she retorts. "And you are intruding upon... Hey, what are you doing!?"

"Oh, I just wanted to find out what it looks like when you deprive a pixie princess of her dress," you say. "I figure there must be something special, or... No, turns out you just look like any other near-naked girl, only smaller."

You finish peeling her dress away to reveal a tiny white bra and panty set. She struggles to squirm out of your hand, but you get her securely around the midriff with two fingers, pluck off her bra, and then turn her over to pick her panties off of her franticly kicking legs.

"Pixie princess nipples look a lot like normal girl nipples, too," you say. "And pixie princess pussies... Hey, Daisy, come look at this. I'd swear her pussy looks just like yours."

"For reals?" says Daisy, coming in for a closer look. "Hey, yeah! We're pussy twins!"

"We are not pu-- STOP LOOKING AT ME! You are not allowed to behold the body of a pixie princess!"

"So, what should we do with her now?" says Daisy. "It might be fun to take her back to her kingdom and maybe strip a few more handfuls of them, but perhaps she can help us out somehow."