Dan was sitting at his desk in his bedroom, intensely focused on painting a miniature figurine from his favorite fantasy game. He was so absorbed in his nerdy hobby that he didn't notice the faint glow starting to emanate from behind him. As the light grew brighter, it finally caught Dan's attention and he turned around curiously.
Hovering in the air was a tiny female figure, about six inches tall, with delicate dragonfly wings and an ethereal glow surrounding her. Dan's eyes widened in shock as she floated gracefully down to rest on his desk.
"Greetings, Dan!" she said in a high, musical voice. "My name is Fae, and I've been assigned as your personal fairy milker."
Dan just stared blankly, not comprehending what she meant.
"I'm here to collect your semen and bring it back to Fairyland," Fae explained patiently. "It's a great honor to be chosen for such an important task."
Dan finally found his voice. "You want to do what now?" he sputtered in disbelief.
Fae smiled gently at Dan's confusion. "Let me explain," she said. "In Fairyland, human male semen is highly prized for its magical properties. When collected and properly prepared, it can be used to create powerful potions and spells."
She fluttered her wings and floated up to be at eye level with Dan. "So you see, providing your seed is a great honor and service! You should feel proud to be chosen."
Dan leaned back, trying to wrap his mind around this surreal situation. "So... you want me to just, uh, masturbate for you?" he asked uncertainly.
Fae giggled. "Essentially, yes. But it's so much more meaningful than that! This is an ancient ritual binding humans and fairies together. I'll help excite you - fairies have very advanced techniques for arousal."
She did a graceful twirl, the flowers in her hair releasing a delicate, sweet scent. Dan felt his reservations start to melt away, entranced by her beauty and sensual energy.
Dan couldn't take his eyes off of Fae as she twirled before him. Her lithe, petite figure was barely covered by the skimpy flower petal outfit, providing tantalizing glimpses of her flawless pale skin. The delicate wings on her back fluttered rapidly, reflecting rainbow hues in the light.
Though she was only six inches tall, her proportions were perfect - full, pouty lips, a narrow waist and shapely hips, and perky, upturned breasts. She exuded a palpable sensual energy, heightened by the flirtatious look in her bright green eyes and playful smile. Strands of silky blonde hair caressed her exposed shoulders as she moved.
Dan felt his heart begin to race as he admired every inch of the exquisite creature before him. She was alien yet familiar, a miniature goddess - at once innocent yet deeply arousing. He shifted awkwardly as his sweatpants began to tighten.
"See something you like?" Fae teased, guiding Dan's eyes to linger on her nearly-exposed chest. She floated closer, reaching out a tiny hand to stroke his cheek gently. "Don't be shy, it's all for you..."
Dan gulped nervously, utterly entranced by Fae's sensual aura. The gentle stroke of her tiny hand seemed to tingle on his cheek.
"I've never... done anything like this before," Dan stammered, a blush rising on his cheeks.
Fae smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry, we'll take things nice and slow," she purred. "Just relax and allow the pleasure to unfold naturally."
She floated down and came to rest on Dan's thigh, the warmth of her miniature body seeming to radiate through the thin fabric of his sweatpants. Slowly, she reached out and began tracing delicate circles along the bulge that was now clearly visible.
