Blame it all on the pixie

From Create Your Own Story

“None of this is my fault,” you say. “I found a pixie fluttering around a candle sitting on the bar. She said she could grant me a wish. I wished to have pussy twenty-four hours a day and she turned me into a woman.”

“I’m supposed to believe this?” the hottie asks.

“I wished to be a man again, with my dick in a hot babe,” you say. “The wish worked. You don’t have to believe me. But how else can you explain what’s happened?”

The hottie turns her head and spots the distant glow of the pixie’s candle.

Do you:

• Let the hottie go after the pixie
• Grab that pixie before the hottie can reach her