Turned Into a Fairly Fertile Fairy, Vol. 2: Turned Into a Fairly Fertile Fairy, #2

By Gal X. Pander

               Aoife, the  22 y.o. Folklore and Mythology major, is stuck in the land of fairies for now. With her body so tiny, and yet so large in some places, she can do nothing but wait for the next pink moon to come around to reclaim her human life. Her assets, however, keep growing, despite her having completed her transformation. So does her desire for the middle-aged professor who turned out to belong to the realm of fae.

               This is an erotic short, 5k-6k words, part 2 out of 4 in this series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gal X. Pander
• Release date: Mar 5, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224661435

Gal X. Pander

An erotica writer focusing on female breast, butt expansion, pregnancy and lactation. Each story of mine shows a 21+ y.o. college-aged woman go from tall and slim to petite and voluptuous, while winning the heart or falling in love with her middle-aged tall, svelte professor, and giving him a family at the end. My erotica contains female breast expansion, hourglass expansions, lactation and pregnancy (usually quadruplets, and usually sped up). The female protagonist's assets reach the size of exercise balls, but do not render her immobile (at least not permanently).

Book preview

Chapter 1

When Aoife woke up , the first thing she felt was the warmth of his body. She realized she could feel his heartbeat under her right cheek. She felt a firm, masculine body, pressed against her soft, feminine one. Her own body felt squishy. And big. Too squishy. And too big. That's when she remembered what it looked like now. And who this masculine body she was pressing it against belonged to.

She started remembering her exact situation. Moreover, she started feeling her exact situation. The weight of her situation, to be precise.

Ohhhh... she moaned softly as his strong, masculine fingers brushed against the two new additions that sprouted from her back.

She had wings now. Wings like a fairy. Big orange, shiny, sparkling wings. Wings that were very big compared to her current body. Because even for a fairy, she was now a tiny gal. At least if you did not take her volleyball sized breasts and buttocks into account.

Nngh... she tried to get up.

But she was quite heavy. Even heavier than she remembered. She glanced down at her chest. The only thing she could see were her tits. Her volleyball-sized tits. They were pressing against his chest, her left tit resting on top of her right one. She couldn't even see her own nipples lying like this anymore.

She moved her left leg, and she was mortified by how fat her thigh felt against his slim, long, muscular one. He was not buff, but he was very lean. Just the way she wasn't fat, but very