Tanya had been having strange dreams for several weeks now. At the start she blamed her habit for late night snacking; cheese after midnight was renowned for causing nightmares. Except it wasn't nightmares she was suffering from; to be honest she was not sure what she was dreaming about as she had no memory of them when she woke. What she did know was that since she had started having them she had felt extremely sexual.
This was something more than sheer horniness this was more...rabid. She had actually licked her lips the other day when her boss was talking to her about the proposals she was drawing up and as he sat on the corner of her desk she had watched the bulge in his trousers and had to swallow hard because her mouth was watering. Her boss was not attractive in any way, shape or form.
She had thought that it was caused by her break up with her boyfriend, that was a few months ago but they had not had much sex for months before they finished and it hadn't bothered her then. She knew that it all started around the time she moved to her new house but surely with all the work that it needed doing to it she shouldn't have any energy left for anything else.
Tanya was puzzled; she toyed with the idea of seeing her doctor; maybe there was something wrong with her. The thought of seeing the old family doctor who had nursed her through chicken pox as a child was enough to have her changing her mind. She couldn't even think of mentioning sex to him and in her current state she may well try offering herself to him. No, best to be avoided.
Another week passed and Tanya finished her proposal for work, her presentation went well and she asked her boss for some time off. A couple of weeks to get the new house in order and maybe even have some time to relax.
At lunch time on her last day Tanya ran head down into a sex boutique, it was very upmarket and there were at least another dozen women in there examining dressing up outfits and racy underwear. Barely looking around her Tanya picked up a small vibrator from the shelf and started towards the till.
"Tanya, fancy seeing you here."
Tanya went bright red and turned round to see Alison her old friend from school. She mumbled a greeting, the short brunette was clutching an armful of PVC underwear and was dutifully blushing herself.
"Trying to spice up the old marriage." She said with a grin.
"I am trying to go it alone." Tanya said, attempting to brave it out. She hadn't had time to hide the device behind her back and was trying to be grown up about being caught with it when all she really wanted to do was run screaming from the shop.
Alison gave her a knowing nod and took the box from her hand, tossing it back on the shelf she took a large misshapen vibrator from a higher shelf and placed it Tanya's palm.
"Honey, this will save you coming back for an upgrade." At Tanya's horrified look she laughed. "Honey nobody says you have to have it all in one go, and one night you are going to thank me."
She moved away with a finger wave towards rack of sale items.
Blushing an even deeper shade of red Tanya shuffled up to the counter and gave the assistant her credit card.
When Tanya finally got home that evening she pulled the boutique bag from her oversized handbag and dropped it on the table. All afternoon she had been convinced that everyone in the office knew what she had in there and she had ended up checking the fastener numerous times just to make certain its contents couldn't fall out.
Tanya rolled her head in a circle, the disadvantage to moving out to the countryside was the long journeys to and from work. She didn't begrudge it though, she now lived truly in the middle of nowhere. Her garden was two acres of wilderness and the house was ancient, if a little crumbly round the edges.
She poured herself a glass of red wine and tried to ignore the box on the table. After another glass of wine Tanya snatched the box off the table and took it upstairs to her bedroom. She was torn between putting the unopened box into the bin and snatching the device from its packaging and plunging it into her ever moist centre.
She couldn't bear this any longer she thought, she had to do something about this constant state of arousal.
With a fortifying sigh Tanya stripped off her clothes and lay down on her bed in the dark. As she had no neighbours she had no curtains at the windows and the window itself was propped open to allow a cooling breeze through.
The breeze played over her sensitive nipples making her shiver with more than just cold. Putting batteries into her new toy Tanya lay back on the bed awkwardly for a moment wondering where to start. It had been a long time since she had last felt the need to pleasure herself and never this strongly before.
With a growl of frustration Tanya picked up the vibrator, this one was twice the size of the first one she had picked. At least ten inches long and worryingly thick. She remembered Alison's words and she agreed she didn't have to use it all.
With her knees bent and parted Tanya began to rub the length of the dildo over her slit, she could hear her own wetness as the large rubber phallus parted her lips. Tanya let out a shaky sigh which moved to a low moan as she revelled in the sensations of something so firm and wide at the entrance to her sopping pussy. She so needed this.
In the darkness a dozen tiny pairs of eyes watched her with glee, it was working; it was really working. The mare was ripe and ready; she was touching herself. Several tongues licked their lips at the sight; their night vision much stronger than human eyes.
They flitted closer, feeling the heat coming off in waves from the naked woman on the bed. The delicate winged fairies inhaled the sexual energy the new mare was giving off and they fed deeply.
They had been preparing the human for weeks now, every night they would send her into a deep forgetful sleep and they would work tirelessly sucking and licking at her flesh drawing her sensual energy to the surface. They had been weak at the start barely able to crawl from their homes in the skirting boards and floorboards and make the daunting trek up onto the enormous bed the humans so liked. Eight of them at first had slipped beneath the bedclothes and under the mares nightclothes to place their lips to her skin. By the end of the first week some of them had recovered sufficient strength to carry the very weak and fly onto the bed. They were given the prime feeding position and were latched onto the mare's enormous nipples so that they could feed from the desire flamed heat.
With their strength returning the fairies had begun the task of making honey with the mare, this was what they needed to restore their strength and allow them some use of their powers once more. For weeks they had endlessly milked the woman, kneaded her nipples with their mouths and their tiny hands and worked on her honey nub in the same way. Their efforts were rewarded with a stockpile of the juicy sweet honey they savoured; in their weakness however they had been unable to get her to produce the cream that was the one thing that would restore their powers.
It was a magical twist of spite that said that in order to retain their magical powers they needed the cream of the queen mare but without their magical powers they were unable to make it. Without their powers they could arouse the woman but not bring her to orgasm; it seemed that their new mare was about to do this for them.
They drew ever closer and watched as she twisted and writhed on the clean sheets, they licked their sharp tiny teeth to hear the honey slick against the object with which she played. It dipped deeper and deeper, never going further than half way in but it grew wetter and wetter until strings of the thick honey clung to it.
"Quickly, get milking and we shall have cream." Cried the leader of the tiny creatures.
Four fairies flew to her pale breasts, two to each nipple, and began to knead and suck at the enormous raised peaks of flesh. They were rewarded with a rumbling deep moan from the mare who doubled her efforts pushing the huge phallus inside herself. The remaining fairies fluttered down to make skin contact wherever they could, the latching of their mouths drew sexual energy from deep inside the mare making her writhe and moan in ecstasy. They drank the desire fuelled sweat and doubled their efforts.
Tanya couldn't believe how good the new vibrator felt as she worked more of it inside herself. She had barely taken six inches but the girth made her feel like she was full and stretched to the limit. Her breath came in sharp pants and her skin felt like it was on fire, she began to raise her hips to the beastly device, opening herself to its proportions. The cool breeze from the window played across her nipples until it almost felt like they were being suckled.
She gasped and bucked and moaned with waves of building desire flooding through her. She had never felt this wanton before. Withdrawing the rubber dildo nearly fully she rubbed it hard against her sensitive cunt making her knees shake with the desire that threatened to drown her. She stabbed at her core twice more with the vibrator and gave in to a toe curling orgasm that nearly dragged her into foetal position with its intensity. Her cunt clutched at the phallus within her and began to strongly pulse around it causing Tanya to cry out again and again until finally she lay back limp on the sheets.
The group of fairies cheered with delight as the mare fell to sleeping. Her legs were still splayed and the phallus lay pressed against her entrance but lay mainly on the sheet.
"Get the baskets."
With a flurry of wings they hurried to get their water tight baskets to collect their first batch of cream. It was their duty to collect for their King, when he was restored to power he would take control of the Queen Mare and they would never lack for honey and cream again. With that in mind they set about collecting the thick cream oozing from the new mare. They scraped cream from the phallus and into their baskets and then set about cleaning the mare of all her juices. As best they could they separated the cream from the honey but they knew their latest batch of honey would be all the more potent for the traces of cream within it.
Their leader, Sterling, worked himself high inside the mare claiming every last drop of cream. Though he steadfastly dropped it all in the baskets he did allow himself to lick the long delicate fingers of both hands. He cried out in joy as new power surged through him.
The rest of the fairies watched enviously as he shot around the corners of the room at blinding speed. He came to rest at the foot of the bed, taking a breath he began to grow.
Sterling grew from the height of three inches to a staggering two and a half foot.
Watching him with awe the others flew about him and questioned him mercilessly.
"How does it feel?"
