Tip: 10 Tokens
Tip note: I know your secret.
Alex considered the submit button. Lil_Izzy smiled and posed on his monitor, working to entertain a virtual crowd of thousands. Alex had sought entertainment on cam model sites before Lil_Izzy, but it was never a regular part of his wank rotation (which was impressive in its scope and variation). Lil_Izzy had changed everything.
She was perfect: petite in the extreme yet still possessed of the ultimate girlish figure, sporting lovely round pert titties and an enticing round "booty." Her skin was an unearthly shade that was not quite pale but certainly not unpale, contrasting with a wild dark mane of hair. It seemed almost black, but at times it showed up as a deep blue or violet. It was an odd effect of lighting or digital video, he supposed.
Her face was superlatively cute. When she smiled and interacted with the tippers she was enthusiastic and beyond adorable. She was also capable of exuding pure sex. Her expression would become intense and vulnerable, with a heavy lidded gaze that made eye contact with a Mona Lisa uncanniness.
Lil_Izzy changed the game as far as Internet wanks went for Alex. He held fast to his personal rule to not pay money or commit fraud in the pursuit of his cyberlust, but she tested him dearly. A legion of admirers still kept her in booming business.
When Alex first saw her a month earlier, he knew himself to be the victim of a hopeless crush. Her wiles ruthlessly attacked him from all angles, double tapping his id, ego, and superego like Rainbow Six with Cupid SMGs. There was also an out of place nostalgic feeling that persisted long after he turned off his computer. Deja vu? The feeling followed him to his dreams.
Alex was six years old and lost in the forest. He heard a crash. He turned and a monstrous logging machine was reaching out at him with metal pincers.
No, that didn't happen. That was the plot of the movie Ferngully, or maybe Avatar. Alex woke up a bit confused.
Lil_Izzy's shows followed a time tested pattern. Goals were set and quickly met; a slumber party dream girl quickly became a nude cutie eager to "play." Sizeable tips would earn teases like spanks or pussy rubbing on the way to goals for butt plugs and vibrator induced orgasms. Alex was addicted, and actually began saving his orgasms for a girl who was unaware of his existence.
You can't date a pro, he told himself. He tried to preserve that voice of reason that told him the joy and lust he saw and heard were mere acts. Outstanding acts. There was another voice in his head that he refused to acknowledge.
Alex was six years old and playing in the park. He heard a roar and turned around. It was a huge bear looming over him. He knew a mauling blow would fall in but a moment, but before it came a ball of light flew and stopped between him and the beast. The giant reeled back.
No, that didn't happen. That bear was from the movie The Edge, and that ball of light was from that time when he was a kid and blank.
That time when he was a kid and what? Like so many childhood memories it was incomplete but it lacked the vagueness of a normal imperfect recall. Its border was clearly defined. There was him and a sandbox and a Tonka truck, and one of those little saddled animal shapes on a spring, and then what might as well have been a big block of black bars with the sidebar note REDACTED.
It was remarkably suspicious and that mischievous synapse responsible for deja vu told him it was somehow linked to Lil_Izzy.
He woke up after his sandbox dream. He normally kept a clear head, avoiding drugs, alcohol and other vices. A natural diet and a well maintained sleep cycle felt better to him than any vice (save lust). Despite being a computer geek he was an unapologetic morning person. This morning was different. The sandbox still dominated his thoughts and denied his mind a firm footing.
Lil_Izzy wasn't online at this hour. He checked in vain. If she were there he might have actually purchased tokens to shower her with tips. "Thanks, Alex!" That wasn't really what he wanted. He wanted something real.
If he wanted something real, chasing a living spark in his early memories didn't make sense. Yet Alex got in his car and drove to that park, over an hour away. It was a gloomy, cold morning and the rusting park was empty.
There wasn't a sandbox anymore. There really wasn't anything here but the scarred and faded springy horse. He stood between the horse and the treeline. The sandbox was here, back then. The horse was there and the side of the road was
Alex was six years old and his Tonka truck was dumping a load of sand onto a growing pile. "Beep, beep, beep," he said as the truck backed up. He heard a click of a car door opening, and it was a different sound than he was used to. He looked up and saw a stranger man with limp hair climbing out of the biggest van ever. The man was looking at him.
He looked around for his parents. The first place he looked happened to be the treeline, and of course no grown-ups were there but he did see a spark.
It's almost impossible to see a tiny glow in sunlight, but Alex just saw it as it zipped past him. Alex watched it fly right into the forehead of the limp haired man and bounce off. The stranger looked stunned and fell back funny. He was stiff as a statue. The spark caromed right in front of Alex and it was the shape of a tumbling naked teenage girl. She looked at Alex and she seemed kind of relieved and sorry as she floated up between his eyes and smacked him in the forehead. Alex was frozen too and the spark girl flew out of sight.
That was real. The girl shape in his memory was like Lil_Izzy with a different face and deep green hair.
That night he purchased tokens and when he saw Lil_Izzy again, just at the modest beginning of her show, he opened the tip interface for the first time. He didn't want to say this in front of the thousands of admirers.
Tip: 10 Tokens
Tip note: I know your secret.
He looked at it, and deleted it. The direct approach would be better.
Tip note: Are you a fairy?
Send.
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"Thanks, MrAlex!" Lil_Izzy said automatically. She leaned closer to reread the tip note. No, that word wasn't going away. The f-word. Well, she had felt this coming; the trickle of magic that had flowed into her this month had opened up like a faucet earlier that day. Someone out there believed in fairies in general and believed that she specifically was a fairy. Revealing such information was forbidden, but now that the cat was out of the bag...
Isabella gave the camera a dazzling smile. "Yes!"
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Alex let out a deep breath. He had been searching for something and until that moment he hadn't understood. His dearest wish had actually been to meet Lil_Izzy. He wasn't there yet, but he had her attention. Lil_Izzy was typing excitedly and his screen pinged with a private message.
Lil_Izzy: I had a feeling someone was on to me. =)
MrAlex: Wow! I can't believe it!
Lil_Izzy: LOL
Lil_Izzy: You definitely "believe" it! I can feel you
Lil_Izzy: How did you figure me out?
MrAlex: I saw a fairy when I was little. I think she made me forget, but when I saw you there was a feeling I couldn't get rid of.
MrAlex: I just pieced together the memory of her today
Lil_Izzy: Wow. I didn't know a fae had touched a human in generations
Alex was grinning uncontrollably. Lil_Izzy herself was bouncing in her seat.
