I woke up the next day and I had returned to my 'normal' self but I also felt different all the same. It was like a feeling I couldn't describe was growing inside me. I slipped on my dance belt, tights and tee. As I hiked the tights up against my rear, I remembered the feeling of that dancer pressing against me and I got hard...I shrugged it off as a residual of the spell and headed to class.
Further down the hall was Robert, a guy from class I had met the first day. I found my eyes lingering on his ass and I quickly reminded myself it was a guy's ass and looked away. I caught up to him and he smiled and said hi. He was about my height, gray eyes and light brown hair and a youthful handsome face. His body was that of a well developed dancer.
"One of the instructors wanted to see you in Studio B," he said. This was not our normal studio but sometimes instructors had one on ones with students so I thought nothing of it. Studio B was off a small side hall so you couldn't see inside from the main hall. I didn't even look through the small window on the door and opened it an entered.
My mouth dropped. In the middle of the studio I saw my fairy guide, on her knees and she was giving a blow job to a male dancer whose light gray tights were pulled down. Thinking I had the wrong place, I started to leave when I heard her call my name.
"Come here James," she said. I took a few hesitant steps forward. "Closer," she again said, not stopping from her task. I took a couple of steps closer and now was a few feet away. She stopped and looked at me.
"Do you like what you see James," she said as she kissed and stroked the dancer's erect cock. My mouth was dry and I was confused and nervous and I opened my mouth but no words came out.