"The Sex Fairy"
Sereno
SHORTY!!!

Walking into his small apartment, John felt quite alone. He didn't own good stuff, and his rent seemed too high for such small housing. He didn't mind all that, though. He never seemed to get a steady date, ever. If, for once, he could, that would make his day. No, it would make his life. He threw his keys on the counter, and sat heavily on his couch. Watching television for what seemed like hours, and eating little, he headed to his bedroom to get ready for the night. As he tucked himself in against the cold, he heard a door open. Slowly, a small figure crept into his room, and sat on his bed. As his eyes adjusted to the light of the room, he realized that this was no ordinary person. This person happened to be a little dog. Strange, which of such, as the dog-person was standing on its hind legs and had arms like a human. Not only that, he was afraid of dogs. His job was a postman. Many, MANY, bad experiences with dogs (a bruised ass cheek, random bite marks) made his fear of dogs quite legendary in his field. Most people would bring their dogs in when he came, but some liked watching from their window as he tried to get past a dog bearing teeth. As he huddled closer together, watching in slight terror but mostly amazement, the dog spoke.

"Don't be afraid, John." The voice was definitly feminine.

"I'm scared shitless, thanks... How'd you get in here? I'll call the police... Or animal control, for that matter..."

The dog laughed. "I see no reason for you to be afraid. I'm not here to hurt you. In fact, I'm here to help you, in any way possible."

It was John's turn to laugh. "Oh, is that so? And what do you mean by that?" John watched in more amazement as the dog changed into a beautiful young woman, and if his eyes weren't fooling him, one that had an amazing rack. The only truly startling thing was that the womans' eyes glowed softly.

"I can be anything you want, John. And do anything you want. Start thinking..." She said, running a slender finger slowly from his chin, and down his chest. He couldn't think, he's never had a person, of any gender, act this way to him. As her finger went down his chest and past his gut, he shuddered. He never could get passed the fact he was extremely ticklish. This made the woman smile, and her finger continued down, touched his boxers, and went back at that slow pace up his body again. John shuddered, holding back an explosion of giggles building inside of him. Finally, after a few minutes, he sighed.

"I don't know," he admitted, "What you want. I don't know. So, just do whatever." With this permission, she crawled on top of him, and let her weight down easily. She seemed light as a feather, he thought. Her face stopped in front of his, and her waist kept coming up. Her head backed away to show her privates, and he felt his boxers pulled down past his own. He was already sporting a bobbing erection, and with her expert fingers, starting to jack him off while sucking lightly on the head. He moved uncomfortably, letting a small mroan escape his throat. Before he could finish, though, her hips pushed against his lips, and a wonderful taste filled his mouth. His tongue flickered inside of her, making her body twitch up every now and then, and both came at the same time, both moaning loudly and making the bed shake slightly. He felt his balls empty, and guessed she swallowed it, noticing it didn't drip back down onto his penis. His own mouth was filled with her secretions, which tasted softly of strawberries, and he swallowed to allow more. After three swallows, and feeling his balls jump three times, he felt exhausted. She didn't stop there, oh no.

"I hope your having fun. Is this what you want? You can ask for anything..." After that, she lifted her body to the lower end of his, and lifted her hips just above his meat. He watched as she impaled herself onto it, going up and down while moaning softly. One of her hands massaged a tit, while she lifted her breast and licked it lightly. Extremely turned on by this, John let her do her thing while he sat back. Just before he was going to cream inside of her, she jumped off and landed again, this time his penis sinking inside of her ass. He felt his balls jump again, and he painted her chute with his cum. She kept going, not breaking a sweat, before she jumped off again and licked his meat clean as a whistle. She smiled softly, and watched him pant as he recovered from his last orgasm. After a few minutes, he spoke up.

"Not that I am ungrateful, trust me, but who are you?" John asked, looking down to her as she changed back into her dog state.

"Nobody special, my dear John. Think of me as the "sex fairy." I hope you have a good night." And, as quietly as she came, she was gone, and John had the most pleasant dreams he could think of.

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