2T4U/Prisslyn Moonglow

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*[[2T4U/Prisslyn Moonglow/Maybe the shops will be fun?|Maybe the shops will be fun?]]
*[[2T4U/Prisslyn Moonglow/Maybe the shops will be fun?|Maybe the shops will be fun?]]
*[[2T4U/Prisslyn Moonglow/You could also look for fun in the residential part of town.|You could also look for fun in the residential part of town.]]
*[[2T4U/Prisslyn Moonglow/You could also look for fun in the residential part of town.|You could also look for fun in the residential part of town.]]
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*[[2T4U/Prisslyn Moonglow/Maybe the hospital could hold some fun times?|Maybe the hospital could hold some fun times?]]
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*[[2T4U/Maybe the hospital could hold some fun times?|Maybe the hospital could hold some fun times?]]
'''Maybe a school is more to your liking?'''
'''Maybe a school is more to your liking?'''
*[[2T4U/Prisslyn Moonglow/The high school should have some fun partners.|The high school should have some fun partners.]]
*[[2T4U/Prisslyn Moonglow/The high school should have some fun partners.|The high school should have some fun partners.]]

Current revision as of 22:23, 8 August 2015

You exit the shimmering fade between the realm of the Faerie and the mortal world; the boredom and sameness of your home once more having fanned the flame of your wanderlust. As you flit into the warm air of Southern California, it hits you like a wave . . . surging, seething, perverse, lust. The powerful magic makes your large, nine-tenths of an inch penis instantly rock hard. It rips through the membrane of your leaf skirt with ease and slaps you hard across your stomach. The skirt, having lost all structural integrity falls slowly to the ground, as leaves are known to do, leaving you wearing nothing but the small flower petal top. The delicate garment hangs precariously on your slender chest. Your tops are notoriously unreliable as your infinitesimal breasts are little help in keeping them up, so you quickly divest yourself of the troublesome thing, leaving your slender body fully exposed to the warm California winds.

You flutter to a nearby post on your iridescent dragonfly-like wings; and settle down to ponder your predicament. There is definitely powerful magic at work in this little town. It has the flavor of an old spell, most likely a curse. You briefly consider heading back to the Faerie, but quickly dismiss the idea. You came here for some fun, and the curse seems to actually be helpful for certain types of fun. The question is where is a the best place for a horny fairy noble, like yourself, to find some sexy fun?

Where do you look for fun?

Maybe a school is more to your liking?

Or if you want some animalistic fun there are a few options.

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