The Bathroom

Each dorm room has its own mini-bathroom. It is not much, mostly just a toilet along with a sink to wash up or brush your teeth at. Tara leads you into the one you and Liam share and lands on the countertop by the sink. Closing the door once you are both inside, you look down at her with a questioning expression. You suspect you know what she wants but that suspicion is only confirmed when she points to your pajama pants and then mimes reaching out to pull them down.

You smile at her, your hands going to the waistband of your pajama bottoms but you pause before doing anything more. "We could have just gone to the desk again," you say, your smile turning a little nervous, "Let me be nice and gentle at your size."

Tara more adamantly repeats her miming motions and gives you a pleading look. From what you had read from your textbook, fairies apparently preferred a situation that involved size difference. It had something to do with the mana feeling more intense when the delivery method was much... well... meatier and the magical flexibility of their bodies meant there was no more risk of hurting them than a sexual encounter with a humanoid your size.

Still... she is so small and you are very much not small.

But also still... you want to make her feel better and this is what she wants. So you should be willing to at least try.

"Alright," you say as you pull your pants and underwear down to your ankles to sit on the toilet bowl lid, "If you really want it this way."

Tara nods, though you notice her eyes widening as your erect cock is freed. It is very likely the reality of what she is asking of you is sinking in as she notices the largeness of your manhood compared to the smallness of her everything. Yet after a moment she licks her lips and flies over to your dick, fluttering around it to examine it from all angles before quickly darting in to give a small kiss to the tip of your crown. It feels weird. Not bad, but weird.

She darts in again, this time giving your cock a lick, her tiny but long tongue slithering out to slide between the slit on your penis head. She almost resembles some kind of sexual hummingbird in her motions as she repeats her in-and-out kissing and licking a few times before she pauses to run her hands over the scales on her breasts and groin. As before, the scales retract to leave both areas exposed, her tiny nipples almost invisible but a slightly visibly glitter coming from between her legs. Thus "disrobed", Tara zips towards you, turns around, and lands in the crook where the base of your penis meets your pelvis. Facing said penis, she then wraps her arms and legs around it and buries her face in your man meat.

You hum in pleasure at the feel of her warm body pressed up against your cock and how she seems so enraptured with it. Your little fairy takes deep breaths, as if she were trying to get as much of your scent as she can in her nostrils, and rubs her face back and forth against it. She is treating your penis like it was a body pillow and like those objects, is clearly drawing comfort from the contact with it. Reaching a finger down, you gently stroke the back of her head and whisper, "That's right. You're still here. With me. I won't let anyone take you away or send you back to that place."

Tara visibly relaxes, her wings and tail drooping as she continues cuddling your cock and her shoulders rise and fall with a content, silent sigh. You let her remain there, just taking in your masculine musk, until she starts to grind her crotch against your member's base. She looks over her shoulder at you with a lustful grin, her tail raising up to wrap around your forefinger and guide it down to her right hip before moving to ensnare your thumb and placing it against her left hip.

You nod in understanding, getting the idea of what she wants and lifting her up from her resting place against your dick. "Hey, do you mind a little compromise?" you ask, "Just so I can get a better grip?"

At the Dragon Fairy's nod, you concentrate some of your magical energy into Tara's body and she starts to grow larger. She shudders a little, apparently sending your magic into her like this feels good to her, as she expands from four inch action figure size to fifteen inch statuette size and you have to shift your grip so your hand is clutching her around her lower torso. This is further aided by Tara shrinking her wings so you have enough of her to hold without fear of crushing them and she even positions her arms against her sides so that they are trapped by your hand as well. This leaves her legs and the lower half of her tail dangling as she looks up at you with a nervous smile.

"I feel like a giant holding a helpless peasant," you joke before suddenly flipping Tara back so her lower half is facing your mouth, "Fee fie foe foosy, I smell a sweet, juicy, fairy pussy."

Tara's mouth takes on a surprised O shape as you take a loud snort of air through your nose, letting it out so your breath brushes over her most intimate area before extending your tongue to let the tip get a small taste of the honey her body produces a few times. You feel her squirm and shudder in your grip, her hips trying to move towards your mouth but remaining held in place by the consensual prison of your hand. Encouraged by her reaction, you keep teasing her wet cunt for a little while longer, enjoying the sweet fairy flavor as much as she enjoys the sensations.

The free part of her tail quivers and flicks before Tara raises her head slightly to look towards you, her face flush as she pokes her tail tip against your wrist and concentrates, which is probably hard to do in her current state, and suddenly you get the flash of two images in your mind side-by-side. Both of them involve her already being impaled on your cock as you essentially use her as a helpless medium to jack off with.

However, the two images show different results of that as the one on the left has you holding Tara as you are now, utterly contained in your fist as your cock somehow fits entirely inside of her cunt with no effect beyond her visible pleasure at the act. The one on the right shows you holding her a little differently, cupping her around her back as her arms and legs hanging freely. And there is good reason you would need to hold her that way in this case, as every time you move her down, her belly visibly bulges in response, shrinking back to normal whenever you pull her up your length again.

It seems she is giving you a choice in just how wild you want this next part to get, though you get the suspicion she might be understating a little how far her body's reaction might go in the latter option.

So...