Alexis The Dark Fairy Chapter 3

Vanessa was woken out of a dead sleep to the sound of a screaming rock band as her alarm went off. “6:00 am” it displayed in bright red numbers in her dark room. She removed the covers and looked down to see that she was dressed in a black tee-shirt with a pink glittery skull and the same pink panties that she wore yesterday. She was clearly back to normal size and no sign of her new fairy friend in the room.

“Damn it, I couldn’t have dreamed all that could I? It all felt so real,” She quietly said to herself. She slowly dragged out of bed and stretched her arms back as she normally would, but felt unusual tension in her shirt the more she stretched back. She looked down, and sure enough, her breasts were much larger and barely contained within her shirt.

Remembering that Alexis enlarged her breasts with her magic she began to think maybe it wasn’t a dream after all. She slowly walked to the full-length mirror in her closet and saw the outline of her breasts through her shirt with the bottom of it barely touching her stomach.

“Alexis?” she whispered as she gazed around the room. Suddenly she started feeling feather light touches on her nipples. She looked back in the mirror and her nipples were standing at full attention, but no one or nothing was there. She gasped as she felt unseen hands caress her breasts. As she looked in the mirror she saw indentations of fingers around her breasts as they were squeezed and rotated. She moved her hands in front of her but nothing was there.

She grinned and bit her lip knowing her magic friend was still around somewhere. She let out a squeal as her ass was pinched. She quickly looked behind her and saw nothing.

“Alexis, I know you’re in here,” Vanessa whispered teasingly. She gasped as more fingers were felt along her sides, rubbing her up and down. She began to get wet and almost as if on cue, a finger was felt rubbing along her nether lips and began slowly tracing over her clit.

“Ahhhh,” she began to moan. She laid back down on the floor as her renegade shirt and panties continued to work her over.