Get On Her Level

Using your free hand you pull the tiny comforter Susan gave you off Tara's coin bed and lay it down flat on a different part of the desk before placing Tara on top of it. She raises a hand in your direction, looking like she is pleading for you to stay in contact with her. You smile down at her as you take the book from Liam so you can read what the Familiar Sympaticos spell entails. "Just hang on a little longer," you softly say, "I'll be right there."

After seeing what needs to be done, you put the book down and begin undressing again. Liam, having also read the part that warned your clothes would not shrink with you once you cast the spell, is not surprised by this and instead grabs what looks like one of those pink salt lamps that were trendy a few years back. "A little mood lighting," he explains as he places the lamp on the desk and goes to plug it in, "and so you can see once I lower the shutter to give you two some privacy. Y'know, just in case she's not the type who wants to put on that kind of show."

As you finish disrobing, you reflect on how considerate a roommate Liam is being... and how you feel kinda guilty about not being sure if he actually knows you have fucked his girlfriend once already or not. And that you kind of want to do it with her again.

However, you have a different woman in need of your attention right now. To that end, you touch your forefinger to Tara's stomach and the Dragon Fairy places her hands on top of it. You close your eyes and try to clear your mind of everything but your connection to your familiar and your desire to be closer to her. You focus so deeply and so intently that you do not actually sense when the transition happens. One moment you feel Tara's hands on your fingertip and the carpet under your feet and the next you feel her grasping your entire hand and you are kneeling on lacquered wood.

Opening your eyes, you look around briefly to see the book you were previously holding in your hands now looking like it was the size of a small truck from your current perspective. Your attention is quickly returned to Tara though, as she forces herself to sit up and all but tackle you as she wraps her arms around your shoulders and presses her lips to yours hungrily. You manage to stay upright, surprised at how light she is even once you are equivalent size, and return the kiss. Also wrapping your arms around her shoulders, you enjoy the feel of her full chest pressing against yours and are surprised at just how warm her body is.

Tara deepens the kiss, or at least tries to as there is an odd, fumbling element to the movement of her tongue as she tries to slip it past your lips and into your mouth. You still do what you can to guide it with your own, now noticing that hers is a bit longer and more prehensile than a human tongue as it occasionally wraps around your own in the process of wrestling against it.

The kiss ends when it suddenly turns dark, you and Tara looking up as Liam closes the shutter as he promised. The cord for the lamp leaves a small crack at the bottom so you can still get air but otherwise the only illumination is the firelight colored glow of the salt lamp. It does give the surroundings a more romantic vibe, you have to admit... once you ignore the fact that everything on the desk that once fit in your hands is now gigantic. Tara seems to be appreciative of the change in mood as well, your overly aroused fairy taking hold of your left hand with her trembling ones and guiding it to her chest.

Watching her closely, you see her place your fingers against the black scales of her "bikini top" over her right breast and guide your digits in a downward, stroking motion over said scales. In response, your eyes widen as you see the scales retract into her body, revealing more of the pale lavender skin of her breasts and ultimately the indigo nub that is her nipple. Nodding at her in understanding, you bring your right hand up to her left breast and repeat the same stroking motion. The scales retract in the same way and once both her tits are exposed you waste little time in cupping them, squeezing softly as your thumbs teasingly stroke the peaks.

The effect on Tara is more powerful than you expect as her back arches towards you and she bites her lower lip. Her entire body shudders as her hands fall away from yours to brace herself against the ground and she starts to breath heavily again as she stares at you as if the small bit of stimulation has left her all but paralyzed. "Man, whatever got you, got you good," you mutter, "It might not be the most romantic but maybe we shouldn't waste time in taking the edge off first."

Your right hand trails downwards, brushing over her solar plexus and belly button lacking stomach before reaching the black scales that you presume cover her womanhood. You stroke them in a similar manner as you did the ones on her chest and sure enough, they retract as well to expose the lips of her visibly dripping wet pussy. Sensing your intentions, Tara manages to wrap her arms around your neck as you sit back and wriggles into your lap. She reaches down to grab hold of your cock, pausing a moment as she gives it a few gentle strokes (and thankfully having enough sense left to be careful with her claws) before lining it up with her core and without further ceremony she lowers herself down onto it.

Several sensations hit you in the moment as your cock begins to slowly sink into your familiar. The first is the incredibly hot, wet tightness of her inner walls, the second is the feeling of your cock head bumping up against a momentary obstruction before punching through it, and the third is the powerful tingling of energy down your spine that has accompanied what Mana called Tantric Shock, more intense than any you have felt before. Your eyes widen as the energy and two revelations hit you.

1. Faries have hymens too.

2. You have learned this by unceremoniously deflowering one.

Tara grits her teeth as she slides the rest of the way down, pausing once you are hilted inside of her to stare at you. Moaning softly, you smile back at her before managing to grunt out, "Sorry. Couldn't make this moment more special for you. But... thank you for wanting to give it to me."

In response, the Dragon Fairy gives you a very sincere looking smile before guiding your hands down to her hips, spreading her legs as wide as possible on both sides of your waist, and then giving you a small nod. Understanding what she wants, you quickly take control and start raising and lowering her on your cock. How she seems to weigh almost nothing to you even at equal size means you can do that fairly easily, barely even needing to move your hips as you stroke her up and down on your member like some kind of living sex doll.

Tara's face quickly takes on an expression of almost rapturous bliss in response, her mouth dropping open in silent panting as the sensations obviously becoming too much for her to process. You waste little time in taking her hard and fast, the wet slaps of your flesh coming together over and over again echoing in the confined space (though would probably be almost inaudible to someone at human size). With each thrust you feel Tara's wings beat at the air slightly as her tail slaps the ground behind her until she suddenly leans in and wraps both her arms and wings around your upper torso.

Now pressed against you as tightly as she can be, her tits crushed against your chest as her head rests on your shoulders, you start bringing your hips more fully into things. It feels as if somehow you are going even deeper than before into her and, given the way she twitches and bucks back in response, she seems appreciative of your lack of restraint. Licking at her earlobe, you whisper to her, "Does 'essence transfer' mean you need for me to cum in you? Or do you just need me to hold out... longer?"

In response, Tara starts trying to tug on you, but her lack of physical strength means you have to roll forward so she is on her back and you are on top of her while the two of you are still encircled by her wings. She then locks her legs around your waist, making it feel as if you are being drawn in deeper still, and is a move that all but screams, "Cum in me! NOW!"

Not wanting to disappoint, you redouble your efforts. While there is a slight fear in the back of your mind of accidentally crushing her, it is overwhelmed by the raw NEED to jackhammer your cock in her tight wetness. Tara throws back her head, visibly gasping and moaning despite not a single sound escaping her lips. You can feel the tingling in your cock growing stronger and stronger as your balls tighten up against you and the pressure of your semen building towards its release. Knowing you are seconds away, you dart your head down to capture Tara's lips with your own, going for a wet, deep kiss even as you slam into her one last time and let go of your load.

You do not know if it is just because of how good Tara feels or if it is the culmination of the earlier scenarios falling through, but said load feels particularly large and intense as you hose down her inner walls. The second your first spurt lands inside of her, Tara shudders HARD. Her entire body bucks and shakes against you as her attempts to return your kiss become sloppier and sloppier. Each subsequent injection of sperm into her body seems to steal more and more of her willpower and she eventually cannot maintain the oral contact any longer, her tongue hanging out of her mouth and if she had irises you are pretty sure they would be rolling back slightly.

After several more blasts your cock is finally spent, Tara's limbs and wings releasing you as she lays splayed beneath you on the blanket and quivers in the aftershocks of her own climax. You slowly pull out to sit back, admiring her sweat-slicked form as her parted legs show her still slightly gaping cunt and a small line of your seed leaking out of her. To your surprise, she seems to slightly tense her lower body for a moment and that small trickle of seed suddenly reverses its movement, flowing back into her hole as her pussy somehow sucked it up.

Reaching down to stroke her hair, you smile at Tara as you ask, "Feel better, pretty fairy?"

Tara leans her head into your hair stroking and, for a moment, it looks like she starts to nod. However, she suddenly pauses, her cheeks flushing a darker shade of purple before she looks away from you and shakes her head instead. You chuckle softly, not sure if she is still being effected by whatever brought on the initial horniness or if she just wants more of her own volition but you see no reason not to indulge her.