You peep out, looking in the direction of the odd sound, to find a little girl, prancing around, in your territory no less. However, you find that she is very young, not even six years old. At that age, human girls aren't very appetite appeasing. So, you just let her dance around, and you watch her twirl around, and around, and around...
...you get dizzy, and fall out with a thud.
You scare the girl senseless, until she sees your wings.
"A-A-Are you...A fairy??"
You stand up, and giggle at your own clumsiness.
The girl squeals in delight, much to your sensitive ears' dismay.
"You're so cute!" exclaimed the girl.
"Kelly! Time for dinner!" shouted a woman's voice in the distance. You quickly hide, but keep a good view.
The woman slowly walks up the hill, and my, oh my...
She's a perfect morsel. She has a beautiful hourglass figure, wrapped by a skimpy red dress that does a half-assed job of covering her legs. She's wearing heels too, making her taller, and definitely more slender. She has long, luscious black hair, and her lips are cherry stained. Your mouth waters, you lick your lips.
But then...
"Mommy! I was playing with a fairy, and she was so cute!"
Damn it, bollocks, bollocks, bollocks. Not all Minxes would think like you do, but that little girl...no. As much as it is painful to watch her walk away, you couldn't take that girl's mother away.
But there's still a deep feeling inside you, an instinct to follow. So, do you?
