"Was that a knock at the door?" Aaron asked Nicole from the kitchen.
"I'll get it," she replied, the pen in her mouth partly mumbling her words. "You tend to the pizza, make sure it isn't burned." She neatly placed her notebook and textbook aside on the sofa before snatching the pen from her mouth. Assured it would not roll off, she scampered over to the front door.
"Ooh Nepe!" she cried when she opened the door. She outstretched her arms for a hug to the person at the door. It returned in kind as the visitor entered the house.
Aaron placed the slightly singed pizza on the pizza pan and placed it on the countertop. Walking to the drawer where the pizza cutter was, he peered his head out of the kitchen doorway. Indeed, it was their friend Nepethathia. The most peculiar Fae he has ever had the pleasure of meeting
"Hi Nicole! How's the biology going?"
"Screw biology. I don't care how I do on the mid-term. How was your date?" Nicole asked with giddiness in her voice.
Grabbing the utensil, Aaron silently chuckled to himself. It wasn't that he found Nepethathia, or Nepe as Nicole was allowed to call her, a weird or funny faerie. In fact, he rather liked her. She had come to both Nicole and his assistance when they needed it, and had proven a true friend. What struck him as odd was that, unlike most sylphs that had entered the world since the celestial conjunction, she didn't spend every spare minute of her time fucking or reveling in the essence of nature around them. Instead, she found the humans around her intriguing. So much so, that she preferred to act more like them than her true nature.
He couldn't understand why. Like all other faeries he had encountered during his studies at Madison University, she possessed a knockout body with the perkiest, generously proportioned tits a red-blooded male could hope for. From his conversations with his girlfriend, Aaron came to learn Nepe has the appetite for sex and procreation like all other faeries. She could lactate and become incredibly moist at the sight or sounds of fornication.
Yet she had to be the least sexually promiscuous female faerie on campus. Apparently it had been over a year since she last fucked some random guy, all the while learning about and acting all the more human. It didn't hit him until Nicole and Nepethathia returned from clothes shopping at a mall. Faeries rarely wear much clothing! They only do so to adhere to the social norms of the human world. That Nepethathia often wore a bra as well having a full wardrobe for any situation, drove-home to Aaron that she was an unusual Fae.
The pizza sliced up, he washed the cutter in the sink and brought out the warm pizza to the living room. "Hi Nepethathia. How has your evening been?"
"Hi Aaron," she waved, her bright eyes greeting his. "Like I was telling Nicole, it was pretty disappointing."
"Sorry to hear. Care for some comfort food in the form of pizza?"
"Thanks, but I already full. I just wanted to say hi to Nicole on the way home."
"I can't believe he tried to cast spells at you," Nicole chimed in. "You'd think he'd have a little courtesy to treat you like a lady before trying to get you in the sack. Do you know what spells they were?"
"I thought I heard him mumbling a sex-craving spell towards the end of out date. But I know he tried a lactation-inducing spell of some sort during our dinner, because a lady the table over had to excuse herself because of her, well, 'problem'. Of course, I didn't work, but still," Nepe's voice trailed off, her hand slightly extended towards Nicole, showing off her ring.
"The gall of that guy."
"Men," Nepe sighed, getting up from her chair. "I'm sorry Aaron. I don't mean present company, of course."
"Don't worry. But it's true. Guys like women. Some of us are just more perverse than others." His comment drew a wry smile from Nicole, which she cocked her head in trying to hide.
"Well, tomorrow's another day. And I got a thesis calling my name. But thanks for letting me blow off some steam girlfriend!"
"Anytime Nepe," Nicole sang as she got up to hug her friend. Picking up her purse, Nepe excused herself from the house with a final twinkle of the hand goodbye. Aaron walked up and closed the door behind her after she left. A pause of silence hung in the room as Nicole and Aaron gazed at each other.
"Okay," Nicole playfully said after a moment passed.
"What? I didn't do anything."
"Yeah right, I know what's going through your head. I can read you like a book."
"Oh really?" he countered. "You could've fooled me."
"I've told her, you know," she said, getting up and heading to his room. "She doesn't mind because she likes you and trusts you. But it's not like she doesn't know."
"She's comfortable with it?"
Nicole fully turned towards him, a quizzically playful look overcoming her. "I don't know that she's comfortable with it, but she's not about to get her panties in a bundle over your Faerie fetish. I imagine she has respect in you for not acting on you perversion."
"It doesn't make me a pervert. It just means I like chicks is all."
"Oh sure!" Nicole laughed. "You like chicks with antennae and wings and big, fuckable tits. Tight and tall with big eyes and an insatiable thirst for sex, right?"
Holding back chuckles of his own, Aaron replied. "Yeah, pretty much."
After nodding in laughter, Nicole's smile morphed into a sly grin. "You like how they strut about, tall and in command of their powers, showing it off with their bodies," she said, her voice turning raspy, her arms pressing in together to pronounce her breasts.
"Among other things," Aaron said, trying to play is cards right. "They have a number of other qualities too. Their incredibly exotic creatures."
"With their wings and their antennae? You like how they compliment them?" She stood up as spoke, shaking her body as if she had a pair of wings and antennae on her.
"Yeah, it's something I'd like to try once in my life."
Nicole giggled in response, still playfully dancing around the room as she imagined faeries did, humming a tune. "No you don't," she finally said, holding Aaron's full attention as she danced towards him. "You like how their tits are always ready to milk. You love their high-pitched voices and you want to hear them moan. Isn't that it?" she asked, placing her chest an inch from of his face. "You want your own personal Fuck-Fae?"
At a loss of words, Aaron finally squeaked out, "Yeah, that'd be fun too."
Nicole took a step back. "Then what ever would you want with a girl like me?"
Springing up, Aaron took Nicole in his arms. "It's just a fancy of mine. It's not what I need."
* * * * *
Nicole rested on her boyfriend's bed as she waited for him to finish up in the bathroom. In a way, she regretted that they could only truly be intimate at his house. It was not that they couldn't get it on elsewhere - just last week she took him in the parking structure of the biotech building as he walked her home from the library. She simply wanted to have him in her dorm room. Just as she was free to be herself in his apartment, so too did she want him to be free where she lived.
Such was the state at Madison University, though. Ever since the celestial alignment, merging the human realm back with the Fae and bringing about the return of magic, it became difficult just to live one's own life. Surrounded by a massive group of immature students, it was commonplace to find yourself inexplicably subject to some perverted spell gone awry. One occasionally became subject to a poorly-cast spell's effects in a lecture hall or at the library, but the majority occurred at nights in the dorms. The compact living quarters often left students exposed to a myriad of spells. Since the majority of the spells were intent on elevating one's sexual urges, it did not take long before an entire floor found themselves blinded by their primal needs.
That is why Aaron and Nicole both agreed on spending more time at his house. His housemates were sensible people. Although they dabbled a bit in magic, as everyone did, they went about it carefully so others need not be affected. They did not have to worry about her breasts exploding in size, lactating away the sudden abundance in milk. Aaron's dick would not abruptly stiffen, bursting out of his jeans with a mad need to fuck. There were no surprises, just each other, and she was grateful for him.
Still, as fantastic as the sex was that night, Nicole remained perturbed by his passing fancies of being charmed by a Fae. She did not have any problem with the mystical creatures. Some of her good friends were Fae. Most women resented their presence, as they often proved to be an insurmountable challenge in their beauty and alluring nature. Having a steady and committed boyfriend her two years in college, however, she never felt the pressures of competition that some of her less-secure friends confessed.
As Aaron finished up in the bathroom, she thought about what made the female Fae so alluring. Their statuesque bodies, for instance. Always owning a perfect ratio of muscle and body fat. They could adjust and adapt almost any part of their body at will, it seemed. It is no surprise that they take on the form of tall and well-toned femininity that will drive any man wild. Their breasts were supple and inviting, always prominent and perky in their display. If it was not for inter-special agreement to cover their privates, it's likely that all Fae would be strutting around naked. They had no shame when it came to their bodies. Why should they?
