Pixie Party Night!

Pixie Party Night!

Gessel knocked on the door. “Heather. Hey Heather.” The door slowly opened, and a red-haired woman stood at the door. “I am here.” Gessel held up a six-pack. “And I brought some drinks.”

Heather giggled. “Well, come on in.” She stepped to the side. “It’s good to have you.” She patted Gessel on the back. “So, how are your studies?”

“Going well. There is an exam coming up, but I should pass.” She set the six-pack down on the table next to the other beer. “I wouldn’t be here if I was worried.”

Heather smiled. “Of course not.” She hugged Gessel. “Now let all your worries wash away. Tonight is about meeting people. Maybe you will find a hot guy or the girl of your dreams. Who knows.” She jiggled her body about. “It is spring break, and anything can happen.”

A broad-shouldered man walked up to them. “Who is your friend Heather?”

Heather smiled. “Meet Gessel. I have known her since we were kids. Real nice woman.”

The man looked at Gessel. “Must be if she brought some beer.” He picked it up. “Never heard of this brand, though. Pixie Party Punch?”

Gessel shrugged. “It was all I could find on short notice. I was trying to finish up my studies for the upcoming—”

Heather giggled as she took a sip of her drink. “My darling Gessel is the most diligent student you will find.” She pointed at the young man. “She will keep you straight, that is for sure.”

He crossed his arms. “Really? A real bookworm in the flesh?”

Gessel blushed. “I wouldn’t say that.”

“Oh, Frank, she could help anyone of one you. She is so smart.” Heather pointed around the room. “Why, my dear Gessel—”

“Heather, you are making it sound like I don’t know how to have any fun!”

Frank crossed his arms. “Well, if you want to have fun.” He tossed the Pixie Party Punch six-pack at her. “I dare you to drink one of these beer cans without stopping.”

Gessel looked at the six-pack. She had only gone drinking a few times with Heather, but she had never drunk more than a shot or two. “But I did come here to party. To get drunk.” She took a deep breath. “It is spring break, after all.”

She tore a can off of the six-pack and smirked at Frank. “I will show you I am not some bookworm. Not tonight, at least.” Gessel lifted the drink to her lips, and she began to drink it. It had a. . . strange taste. It made her body tingle in a way no other drink had; not even the other alcohol she had tried in the past did. As the others were cheering her on, she could feel a strange. . . warming sensation fill her body. Her breasts began to tingle, and her ass oddly vibrated. The drink was much better than she expected.

Before she knew it, she was done, dropping the can to the ground. “There.

Are you happy now, Frank?” She smirked at him.

He laughed. “Well, I am impressed.” He patted her on the shoulder. “Looks like the little bookworm knows how to have fun.”

Gessel smiled. “That I do.” She took a deep breath before whipping her hair about. “Now, maybe you would like to take the lucky lady for a dance?”

Frank laughed. “Wow, you really don’t drink that often. One beer, and it went right to your head.”

She grabbed his arm. “I wasn’t asking.”

“Whoh!”

She dragged him out onto the dancefloor, her body flowing with the music. She couldn’t explain it, but she seemed to glide across the room; it was almost as if she didn’t need to touch the ground. She giggled as she danced around Frank, the warm hugging sensation permeating her body. She desperately wanted another drink to make this feeling last. “Maybe if I have more. . .” She took a deep breath as she pulled Frank in close, his body pressing tightly against her chest, sending shockwaves through her body. “Oh god, his muscles are so firm. I could just eat them up.”

“You are a good dancer. If I knew that one drink could bring this out in you, I would have—”

She kissed him. “Just wait until you see what two drinks can do.”

Frank arched an eyebrow. “Huh?” He watched her dash away. “That isn’t how it works.”

Gessel wasn’t listening. She wanted this wonderful feeling to last. No, she wanted it to be doubled, tripled inside her body. Her nipples hardened at the thought.

She rippled off another Pixie Party Punch away from their buddies. “Down the hatch.”

Her body lit up the moment the blue liquid hit her tongue. It was like explosions were going off inside her body. Everything tensed up. “Ohh god, yes!” Her breasts tingled, her nipples stretching out as they became very, very sensitive. “Fuck.” Her jeans pressed tightly as if her ass was swelling, becoming a bit more curvy. She gripped it with her free hand, moaning in her mind. She could hear gasps around her, but she didn’t care. She could feel their eyes on her.

The eyes that deserved to be on her.

As she dropped the second can to the ground, she felt her boobs press tightly against her blouse. “That was. . . invigorating.”

“Gessel?” Heather laughed. “Maybe you should slow down on the Pixie beer.” She put her hand on Gessel’s shoulder.

“Why? I am having the time of my life.” She spun around, feeling her boobs bounce about inside her blouse. “Strange. They never bounced around before.” She giggled. “I like that feeling.” She jumped up and down, letting her boobs jiggle.

Heather grabbed Gessel by the shoulders. “Hey. Don’t you know what happened?”

Gessel shook her head. “No. What?”

“When you drank that beer, your breasts and ass grew!”

Gessel looked down at her chest. It was true; her normally B-Cup breasts were now E-Cups. And her ass was huge and curvy. She could even see some rips and tears in her jeans. “Whoh.” She rubbed the side of her head. “How did I. . .” She giggled. “It is an improvement, though.”

“Improvement? Gessel, what is going on? That beer is going to your head.”

Gessel giggled. “No. For the first time, I feel alive.” She spun around, letting her boobs bounce against one another. “I never have fun, Heather. Never!” She took a deep breath. “And you know what. I am going to have the best spring break of my life.” She moaned. “Ugh, my blouse is tight with my bigger babies. I didn’t notice when they were growing.”

A voice called out from the crowd. “Well, you should do something about it.”

Gessel put her hand on her curvy hip. “Oh, should I? And just what should I do?” She squeezed her ass. “Should I do this?” She began to unbutton her blouse.

“Noo!”

Gessel giggled. “No? Why not?”

Frank smirked as he walked up to her. “Because, my dear.” He put his hand on her shoulder. “You should. . .” He pulled her in close. “Outgrow it.”

Gessel took a deep breath. “Oh my. . .” Her cheeks turned bright red. “I think I can. . . but I need some. . . inspiration from a big strong man.” She ran her finger along his chest. “Show me those muscles.”

“Man, those drinks really loosen you up.” He smiled. “Well, if you insist.” He yanked off his shirt. “Here you—” His eyes widened as she squished her boobs against his chest, her hard nipples rubbing against his skin.

“Mhhmmm.” Gessel licked her lips. “I can’t wait to feel my breasts swell against your skin.” She looked around the room. “Who wants to bring me one of those lovely beers? In a shot glass, please.” She licked her lips. “I want to enjoy this!”

One of the other partygoers brought over a shot glass and filled it with the strange pixie drink. “Here you are, my lady.”

Gessel smiled at the young man. “Thank you.” She raised it as she pulled Frank closer. “Are you ready to have more of me?”

He laughed. “Of course.”

She gulped down the shot, feeling it surge through her. “Ohh fuck.” Her boobs slammed into him as her body rippled. “Ughh.” She shook her body, looking herself over for any sign of growth. “Huh. I guess that one didn’t take. Give me another.”

Frank giggled. “Well, you did drink an entire can before.”

She held the newly filled shot glass in her hand. “Well, here we go again.” Her ears stretched out, becoming long and pointy. “Second time is the charm.”

“Umm Gessel?”

She downed the drink, her body feeling on fire. She moaned as she rubbed her squishy boobs against Frank. “Ohh god. Fuck. . .” Her eyes drifted into her sockets. “I know something is happening. They are on the verge. . . I can feel it.”

Gasps and cries went out as people began to back away from Gessel. “What are you all doing?” She looked at Frank. “Hey. What is wrong, baby?” Long, gossamer wings slid out of her back. “My boobs will. . .” She moaned. “Ugh, for fucks sake. “I feel. . . a bit. . . weird.” She stumbled about. “Maybe I did have one too many.”

Her blouse suddenly popped open, her boobs bouncing about. “Fuck.”

Heather rushed over to her, putting her hand on Gessel’s shoulder. “Hey!

You have fucking faerie wings poking out of your back!”

Gessel laughed. “No, I don’t.” She fluttered her wings. “I think I would know if I grew wings.” She flew off the ground. “Now stop trying to. . .” She looked around. “Why are you all so much smaller all of a—” She rubbed her head as she hit the ceiling. “Oww!”

She twisted about, finally noticing her strange wings. “Wait.

I. . .” Gessel began to shrink. “I am a faerie?” Gessel put her hands to her cheeks as she slowly shrunk, her pants falling to the ground. “I am turning into a real-life pixie?”

Heather sighed. “Umm, I am. . .”

Gessel danced about. “This is amazing!” She wriggled out of her blouse, letting her naked body fly about as she shrank more and more. “I wonder what I can do.” She was now half the size of everyone else and shrinking fast. “Oh, maybe I. . .” She flew up to Heather’s face. “Maybe I can. . .” She giggled. “Oh, I know.”

Heather crossed her arms as she looked at her shrinking friend. “What?”

Gessel smirked. “Just you wait.” She was now so small her entire body was about the size of Heather’s face. In fact, Gessel could stand confidently on Heather’s nose. “This is going to be the best fun I ever had.” She walked off the edge of Heather’s nose and began to fly. “So, everyone wants to have some magical fun, right?” The room cheered.

“But Gessel?” Heather sighed. “Whatever.” She smiled. “Only for tonight. Then, we figure out how to reverse this. Okay.”

“I can’t hear you.” She tried to pick up her shot glass. “Ugh, can I have some help? This thing is bloody. . .”

“I got you.” Frank picked up the glass, causing Gessel to fall into the alcohol.

She giggled as she looked up at him, her naked body soaked with booze. “My, my.”

She rubbed her ass against the glass. “Tell you what, big boy.” She pressed her body against the rim of the glass. “If I drink this, you have to take what is left of your clothing off. Should be a fair bet. A little pixie like me drinking my weight in booze?” She giggled. “And if I do this and get your clothing off, I might just see if I can do a naughty spell to you.”

Frank blushed. “My, my, what a dirty pixie you are. You are on!” He set Gessel and the glass on the table. “Go, little one.”

Gessel smirked before chugging the drink. Her little body vibrated as she gulped down the liquid. At one point, she slipped, her boobs bouncing as she faced everyone, alcohol dripping down her body. “Opps.” She giggled as she slid back down into the glass. “Let’s try this again.” She showed the crowd her ass as she continued drinking. Slowly but surely, she finished the shot. “There.” She pulled herself up to the edge of the glass, her boobs squishing against the edge of the drink. “I did it!”

“Okay. Okay, you got me. I guess a deal is a deal.”

“Carry us into another room, Frank.” She giggled. “We are going to want some alone time.”

“Are we?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Yes.” She slowly flew into the air. “Because when I am done with you, there will be. . . hiccup. . . you will have your world rocked.” She fell back down into the shot glass.

He laughed as he carried her into one of the bedrooms. “Well, this will be interesting.” He locked the door. “Okay, little pixie. Go ahead and—”

She suddenly shrank him, causing him to fall down onto the bed until he reached her size. “Opps. I didn’t know that would happen so fast.” She flew out of the shot glass and looked at the pile of clothing. “Frank? Franky dear?”

He emerged out from under his pants. “Holy crap.” He looked up at her. “What did you—”

She flew down and knocked him to the bed, kissing him. Moments later, he surrendered to her, wrapping his arms around her. Their bodies intertwined as she felt his broad muscles press against her breasts. “Ohh fuck. . .”

“You like that?” He squeezed her ass. “There is more where that came from.”

Gessel moaned as she felt his hot dick slid into her pussy. “Oh yes.” She grabbed his back. “Oh, baby.”

“Now we can. . . whoh.” She lifted him off the ground and kissed him, her pixie wings fluttering rapidly. “This is. . . amazing.” He squeezed her breasts as he kissed her back.

“Ohh just. . . ohhh. . .” Her nipples hardened into his chest as she rubbed his back, her hand drifting towards his ass. “Just. . . fuckk. . .” Her wings beat faster, just like her heart. She could feel the world coming alive around them. Everything was perfect. Every squeeze, every rubbing of the skin, every kiss. It was divine.

“You make me. . . soo. . .”

Her eyes went wide as she felt something burning and hot shot into her. “Ohhhhh. . . Frankkkkkk!” Despite her size, she cried out loud enough that the entire apartment could hear.

Her wings stopped, and they fell to the bed, Frank bouncing on her boobs. “You. . . you. . .” Her pussy become wet as she felt an intense orgasm flood her body. “Fuck.”

He laughed as he pushed himself off of her. “That was amazing, you sly little pixie.”

He smiled. “Just one thing.”

“Anything.”

“Umm, can you return me to my normal size?”

She laughed. “No way!” She rubbed his chest. “You are mine now.” She giggled.

“My little plaything.”

“What!”

She flew into the air. “Pixies aren’t known to be fair. And I am not a fair pixie.” She laughed. “You just made a deal with the dirty pixie, my friend.”

He sighed. “Guess it could be worse.”