This was originally a prompt, but evolved slowly into a larger thing that I felt had more right to be a story of its own. I originally wanted to write three or four scenes of these two, but so far I've only finished the one, which I'm presenting to you now. My hope is that making it public will encourage me to pick the story back up, but we'll see. Anyway, without further ago, here's a thing about a guy receiving a little something more than he anticipated from his online shopping.

The package was heavier than he had expected, measuring just a foot and a half in the length. Josh picked it up from the porch where it had been left by UPS, and carried it into the living room, where he set it on the table next to his groceries. It was a beautiful April day, and the warmth was beginning to come back to the world little by little - which meant that Josh was alternating between freezing in his light jacket during his morning commute, and sweating on the car ride home. Sigh a soft grunt, the lean young man sloughed the jacket off of his arms and draped it over a chair before committing the next few minutes to putting away the things he had bought for dinner. In the meantime, the package sat, immobile and mute, awaiting his attention.

Josh had been living alone for a few years, buoyed by his parents' generous donations to his education and mental health, as well as their obsession with keeping their Golden Boy out of the various low-income areas where students might traditionally live. As far as he knew, Josh was an only child - despite his mother's infidelity when he had been just six years old - and this fact bought him a significant amount of goodwill and leeway with his parents, who both wanted to see their son grow up and be a successful young entrepreneur and business man. Unfortunately for their hopes and dreams, Josh had turned out to be a bit of a loner, with a larger interest for collecting models of airplanes, reading fantasy novels and drawing cartoon action heroes. He had friends - more, perhaps, than he knew what to do with - but in the end, Josh simply preferred his own company, and the company of his imagination. Thus it was that he had never managed to keep a girlfriend for longer than three months, and now that he was in college, he had more or less given up on finding another one. It simply wasn't worth the effort.

But of course, Josh still had urges. And these urges had led him to make a purchase from a somewhat suspect website, the name of which was curiously absent from his mind as he turned back to inspect the package he had received. The box itself bore no outward marks, except for his name on a professionally printed label, along with some strange, rune-like symbol underneath his address. It didn't look much like any real letter from any language he knew, but Josh nonetheless puzzled over the mark, and drew his finger along its sinuous curves, until he could not wonder at it any more. Gingerly, he grabbed a pair of scissors and parted the masking tape holding the lid shut.

Inside was another box, albeit with a much flashier design. Against a silvery-gray background, the promised product rose like a pillar of sleek, black design, accentuated by the white, curved markings of where his fingers were supposed to rest. Overall, it looked like a headless blender, or perhaps a short and stubby tube of pringles-- but really, it looked like what it was. A fleshlight. A very pretty and perhaps slightly overdesigned fleshlight, but a toy for a cock nonetheless. The only difference was the name branded across the box, and which had been the selling point for Josh: 'Fairy Light'.

It was weird, holding a piece of masturbatory joy in his hand like that. He had been waiting a few weeks for it to arrive, and had frankly almost given up hope, but now that it was here, Josh wasn't really sure what to do with himself. Should he use it, here and now? It was the middle of the day, and it felt a little bit like the act of a pervert to immediately tear his own clothes off and fuck his new plastic pussy, but then again, he had been waiting for it for a long time, and he didn't have anywhere else to be... and, if he was being honest, holding the thing was stirring an immense curiosity in him, as well as a fair bit of lust. What was the harm in trying it out, really? At least then he would know whether it had been worth the wait - not to mention the $300 he had paid for the damn thing!

Glancing out the window like a guilty pervert, Josh cracked open the box and pulled out the toy, feeling its heft as a lot weightier than he had expected. He'd never held a fleshlight before, but it seemed like perhaps they had added something to this one to give it some more presence, perhaps? The thing fit in his hand perfectly, though, the grip practically molding to conform to his grip, and for a second, he admired the sleek design and the black and white markings on the chassis, before he finally reached in and used his left hand to pop open the lid. It stuck for a second, strained-- and then it came off, easy as that. Josh peered at the exposed toy. And furrowed his brow.

His first thought was how life-like it seemed. A pair of round, tan cheeks formed a mound at the opening of the can, and as he prodded one finger against it, it felt just like actual skin. It even had a bit of heat coming off of it, which made Josh's heart skip a beat. Heat and life-like textures? Maybe this had been worth the high price after all! Josh cast another glance at the window, and seeing nothing but blue skies, he reached down and undid his trousers, freeing his rapidly growing cock from the confines of his jeans. It felt a little strange, positioning the broad tip of his cock against this new toy in broad daylight, in the middle of his kitchen... and then he noticed the feet.

They were, all things considered, fine feet. Cute, even. Dainty. They were also about the size of a pinky-finger's knuckle, and curled up beneath the luscious mound of faux-ass. At first Josh hadn't noticed them, because he hadn't inspected the toy all that well, but something about the slight incline of the chassis had made them visible, and now his lust was mixed with a strange and eerie curiosity. Gingerly, he reached out a finger and nudged one of the feet.

It giggled.

Or rather, something inside the can giggled. The foot itself uncurled its toes for a second before curling back up, and Josh almost dropped the can, his pulse hammering in his ears. Backing away, but with the toy still in his hand, he bumped against the dining table, and on a sudden impulse he put the Fairy Light down and withdrew his hand as if he had been burned. The toy sat on the table, the immobile ass sticking horizontally into the air. Josh gawked.

And slowly, ever so slowly, the artificial butt moved. It shifted. And it disappeared, along with its tiny feet, into the body of the toy. To be replaced by a tiny head, no larger than the size of a plum and with bright pink and blonde hair in unruly tresses, that gazed up at him with luminous eyes.

"What the fuck?"

Josh spoke without really knowing what he said, the sight of the tiny, human-like being turning every thought in his head to mush. Cocking her head, the tiny creature stared curiously at him.

"What?"

"Wha-- I mean, who are you?"

"Your fairy..?" The fairy - if such was what she was - grinned and frowned. "It was you who bought the Fairy Light, wasn't it?"

"Yes!" Josh's voice was starting to rise, his face red and flustered. "But I thought it was like one of those Bad Dragon things! A-- a toy made to feel like a fairy!"

"And what's fairy supposed to feel like?" She giggled softly. Josh blinked, a myriad questions whirling through his mind. Slowly, he took a step closer and held up his hands, as if warding off some evil spirit.

"Th-- this isn't what I wanted..! I wanted a.. a.."

"A sex toy?" The diminutive girl offered helpfully. "But that's what it is! And if you wanted something that felt like a fairy, hey, what could be better than the real thing? I promise you'll like it!"

Beaming, the fairy made to pop back in her dwelling, but Josh stopped her with a pained squeak of confused despair.

"Wait! What are you talking about? Where's the toy?!"

The tiny girl's eyes fixed on his, and he felt a strange sensation of calm wash over him as she spoke slowly, enunciating every word with thunderous patience.

"Listen to me. Pick up the toy. Stick your dick in it. And fuck me. It really isn't hard."

Josh nodded, although he wasn't sure that any of what she had said made sense. "Will I-- will I fit? You're pretty small..!"

But the fairy had already ducked back inside, her honeydew voice muffled by the interior of the sturdy plastic can. "Oh, don't worry," she said, and Josh could practically hear the grin as she spoke, "us faerie are pretty accommodating. Just give it a try..!" And just like that, the girl's perky ass appeared at the opening of the toy, fitting snugly against the - now apparent to Josh - padded edges while displaying a pair of dainty holes. The feet wiggled once, excitedly, and then curled up again, until the whole thing looked exactly like what he had thought it was - a high-end sex toy.

For a few moments, Josh stared at the thing, not sure if he had dreamed the entire thing. But there it was, the tiny twitch of the fairy-girl's feet, and the light playing off of her perfectly round ass was, he felt, impossible to fake. Moreover, looking down at himself, Josh found that he was still as hard as ever, and a pearly drop of precum had even gathered at the tip of his cock, as if eagerly anticipating the juicy peach on display. Slowly, the young man reached out and picked up the toy, and felt the heft of the plastic container and the girl inside with a strange sense of dubious foreboding. Images of tearing, of blood, filled his mind, but he nonetheless brought the plump, fairy-assed toy to the tip of his cock, pressed gently, and--

gasped. The push was a tight fit, but where he had expected impossible clenching and the sound of screams from inside the can, instead he felt the tiny girl's flesh part and give to his cock, swallowing the tip of his manhood before he even had the time to reconsider his actions. Warm, wet velvety tightness embraced him, and from inside the can he heard a faint moan of pleasure. Slowly, Josh pressed the sizeable toy down over his cock, and felt the sopping wetness of the fairy's cunt smear over him as she spread open for him, tighter than tight and yet perfectly capable of swallowing his size. Before he knew it, Josh was pressing the mound of her ass to his pelvis, while the furnace-heat of her insides licked his head and shaft in the most tantalizing way possible.

Gradually, he pulled back, and watched with amazement as his cock reappeared from the fairy's tiny pussy. Then he pumped back in, and a soft moan escaped his lips as pleasure poured through him like molten metal. Another deep stroke, and Josh was practically panting, the pleasure unlike any he had felt before in his life. Even the bodies of real women had not felt this wonderful, the fairy-girl's tightness imbued with an elasticity that made it seem as if every stroke was the first plunge into a wet, virgin cunt. Before he knew it, Josh was handling the toy with both hands, bucking and humping his hips while stroke-fucking the fairy to his heart's content. And judging from the flurry of gasping moans and happy yelps that emanated from the toy's insides, it was clear that his rough ride was exactly what the girl had been hoping for.

Gasping, grunting, with sweat beading on his forehead, Josh crashed his body against the tiny pillows of the fairy's ass, and felt his orgasm rising more powerful and pleasurable than ever before. He knew, dimly, that he was in very real danger of being caught masturbating wildly in his own kitchen by whatever nosy neighbor might happen to wander by, but the idea of stopping was as alien and impossible to him as taking flight or spontaneously combusting. There was a world outside of this moment, but it was something faint, and with every stroke of the fairy's deliciously tight slit around his cock, Josh's moans grew louder and more feverish. It was like sex, but it was also masturbation - the best of both worlds wrapped into one, and when he began to hammer himself home with all of his might, he heard the fairy cry out in ecstasy, a muffled scream from inside the can that was, to Josh, the most sexual sound he had ever heard. It was pure, unrestrained lust, and he could feel the amazing walls of the fairy's sex contract around him in short, violent bursts, milking his cock while he pumped and pumped and pumped...

The eruption of his cock was like a thunderclap of pleasure, the sudden rise through the point of no return causing Josh's legs to quiver and his back to arc reflexively. It was almost too much, and the first burst of cum practically stung with the force of his climax, a sweet pain that immediately morphed back into pleasure. With his hands continuing to pound the impossibly tight fairy-cunt around his cock, Josh let wave after wave of thick, pearly spunk explode into her depths, until the pleasure became too intense to bear, and he slowed, letting the toy-like woman slide heavily onto his cock and emptying the last few spurts of cream from his overtaxed sack. He was sweating and panting, as spent as if he had been fucking a real woman for an hour straight, and he almost felt lighter from the massive amount of cum he had released into the fairy-girl's unnatural snatch. Still, there was no sign of it leaking out of her, and when he gingerly pulled the toy off of his cock, Josh was amazed to see that the girl's wet lips slid perfectly off of him and immediately regained their normal proportions. Only a single bead of moisture gleaming on the lips betrayed the fact that he has just emptied two weeks' worth of cum into those diminutive depths. Gently, Josh put the can down on the table.

"Whew..!"

The girl giggled from inside the can, and in short order she had spun around and was relaxing on her stomach and elbows, glancing up at Josh from the edge of her strange home with a foxy grin on her lips.

"That was incredible! Good going, Champ! Seemed like you needed that, too..!"

Slowly, and feeling like a tremendous idiot, Josh nodded. His cock was still hanging, half-hard, out of his trousers, and the cool air kissing his slick length only exacerbated the afterglow of pleasure that was coursing through him. To be honest, he wasn't sure whether to lie down for a nap or jerk off to the after-image of his pleasure. Both seemed equally appealing-- but in the end, he decided to do up his pants and sit down on a chair, which brought him closer to eye-level with the fairy.

"I... yeah. Thank you. That was--"

"Good, right?" The girl smirked with gleeful pride, and Josh couldn't help but smile in return. "Tell me about it. Made me come, too - you have a nice cock for a human! And you sure know how to use it, once you get going."

Another grin, and the girl began to slowly creep out of the can, which had, Josh now noticed, a soft interior and a series of tiny hand-holds to secure the fairy inside. As he watched, the fairy-girl climbed out and got to her feet, and only now did it really, truly dawn on Josh what he had gotten himself into. She was roughly a foot tall, with outlandishly feminine proportions and a pair of long, slender gossamer wings that slowly unfurled from somewhere within her back, until she was sporting a wing-span as broad as she was tall. The blonde and pink hair fell in a wild, yet hugely appealing nest of half-curls around her heart-shaped face, and despite her glorious nakedness, she seemed wholly indifferent to Josh staring at her. Plump tits swaying and wide hips wagging seductively, she walked a few circles on the table top, stretching and flexing herself and clearly enjoying the freedom of movement.

"You're a fairy," Josh said, dumbfounded, and was rewarded with a sceptical look from the tiny woman.

"Work that out all by yourself, did you?" She fluttered her wings and lifted herself half an inch off of the table before setting back down again. Josh blinked, uncertain of how to approach the situation at hand. Now that the fugue of lust was lifting, he was faced with not merely the fact that fairies were apparently real (and what did that entail for the integrity of the rest of his world view? What was next, dragon dildos modeled on actual dragons?) but also the fact that he had apparently acquired himself a new room mate. A small one, admittedly, and one that likely didn't need much looking after, but still...

"Look, champ." The fairy brushed her hands through her hair and then jiggled her breasts gently, as if to make sure that they were still as round and plump as ever. "This doesn't have to be anything more than you want it to be. You needed some stress relief, and I think you'll agree that you've found that. The sooner you get over the fact that you've been living in a proverbial black cave of ignorance about the true state of things, the sooner you can start seeing this for what it really is."

Josh frowned, but decided to let the underhanded slight slide. "Okay," he grunted, and leaned in to rest an elbow on the table. "What is it, then?"

His underarm was almost exactly as tall as she was as he loomed over her, and he felt another momentary tug of dizzying, existential vertigo as he considered her up close. This close, it was easy to see the cocky, confident grin on her pretty face as she walked up and leaned against his arm, and Josh couldn't help but let his eyes trail momentarily down to her breasts, belly and the smooth expanse of feminine flesh between her legs. Even her thighs were gorgeous, and as she strutted up and cocked her hips at him, Josh felt a surreal stirring in his loins again, as if his libido could not properly get to grips with her size. All it saw was a gorgeous, naked woman.

The tiny girl leaned against Josh's arm, and while he absently noted that she barely weighed anything at all, she turned her luminous eyes up at him and grinned.

"It's just sex, doll."