I wake up on a large plush bed. A blanket made of some sort of grey fur is covering me. Was it all a dream? I lift the blanket and look down, I'm completely soft but even then I can tell that my dick has increased in size. Meaning that the whole ritual with Cecilia did happen. I get up from the bed observing my room. It's nothing like my bedroom, the bed is king size and on the floor, there is an expensive-looking blue and gold rug. The walls are made of marble with veins of gold. The curtains are of a brilliant ivory and above me hangs an unlit sliver chandelier. I get up and go to the bathroom, it is similarly posh to the rest of the room. I splash some water on my face, brush my teeth with a jade toothbrush that is the softest that I've ever felt, and take a piss. I consider just staying in the room, a bit petrified from the whole ordeal but my rumbling stomach says otherwise. I put on a towel for some modesty and head out of my room, careful to create as little noise as possible. It seems that I am still in the same mansion that Cecilia brought me to, the adorments and windows are identical to the ones I saw earlier. I sneak down the stairs, my nose can tell an aroma emanating from somewhere close by and I let my hunger lead me.
I walk into a beautiful kitchen, at the center of it there is a wooden table the shape of an ellipse that is stacked with food and drinks. I look to my right and see the source of this meal. Cecilia is standing in front of the stove, her bottom half is covered with a long flowing black skirt that leaves only her sandaled feet visible. Her top is nothing but a chef's apron that shows a heft amount of sideboob.
"Oh hey John, glad you're still alive" Cecilia says and turns to me with a genuine smile on her face. Unlike me she looks full of energy, her brown eyes are shining and her hair seems so lush, it's like she fed it with expensive shampoo and conditioner.
"Me too" I reply.
"Grab a seat, I cooked you some nourishment" She points to the table, filled with plates of pancakes and ramekins filled with butter and syrup.
I settle down at the table, still coming to grips with the whole situation. I guess I could get used to it. Cecilia comes to the table, bringing with her a strange white liquid, it glows as if it's a moon in itself.
"So how are you feeling, you like your new body?" She says with a smirk while pouring the strange liquid into a goblet.
"Uhh yeah, It's certainly useful I guess," I say, she smirks at that.
"It sure is. Eat up it's going to be a busy day today," Cecilia says with a wave of her hand.
I pour what I assume to be set up and take begin devouring the pancakes. They test like, well, pancakes. But probably the best I've ever eaten. Their sweet buttery flavor covers my tongue and I swear that the pancake melts in my mouth.
"Why? What's the agenda?" I say while chewing with an open mouth (I hope it isn't perceived as rude in Oceana, but considering I was kidnapped, I figure I can afford some indecencies)
"Well, Andromeda Verpouchi, the emissary of the Pacific herself is coming to see us today" she says, her eyes glaze with a strange light of reminiscence in them,
"Why?" I ask. A chill runs through my body, Cecilia is certainly treating me well however I'm not sure that other fairies would do likewise, especially if they just consider me a sex slave.
