Alysa is a 35 year old woman. Busty in all the right places. Tan skin, black, shiny hair. Almost super-model-worthy.
Tonight, she was going out with her best friend, Michelle. Both are single, no kids. Alysa is a closeted lesbian, though she isnt attracted to Michelle. They were pretty much sisters, best friends since 5th grade.
Tonight, they were going to party it up at a local club. A girls' night out on the town. Michelle is into guys, and Alysa tries to pretend she is. Although, she does find male genitalia funny, interesting little things. Sometimes, she wonders what it would be like to have one.
They went to a gay club, and it was "fairy night." A bunch of twink male servers running around, making all the ladies laugh and have a great time. One of the evening's fairies came over to Michelle and Alysa, who were sitting on tall stools at a small round table in the corner, laughing and joking.
What their conversation consisted of, was what they would do with a penis.
"I would like to see how many donuts could fit on a male pole," said Alysa.
This made Michelle cackle at the image this conjured in her head.
Alysa continued: "Maybe jump up and down really fast to make it wiggle around."
"I would see how many hair ties i wojld wrap around it,"said Michelle, both women giggling at their own immature conversation.
"I couldn't help but to overhear your conversation, ladieth," lisped the fairy server thay approached their table.
"I can grant you one wish," he said, as he jutted out his hip to the left with his left hand on his hip, and a sparkly plastic wand in his right. His large genitalia bulging out from his tight little square-shaped sparkly panties.
This made both women burst out laughing at the ridiculous sight.
"Ok, fairy. I wish to be married to a really good guy. The man of my dreams."
"Boring, but fine. Boop!" said the fairy, as he "booped" Michelle on the forehead.
"And for you, miss?" he said, turning towards Alysa.
"I wish to know what it would be like to have a male genitalia so I can play with it!
"And....your wish is my command! In the morning, you shall wake up tommorrow as your friend's 12 year old son with his very first erection. Tootaloo! Have fun!" And he skipped away.
Both women looked at eachother. Michelle said "that was wierd. My son?" And both burst out laughing.
As the evening wore on, they would slowly become drunk. At the end of the night, they decided to take an Uber home. Michelle noticed the driver. A really great looking guy, and he carried a conversation really well. She invited him into the house, which he quickly obliged.
"Really, Michelle? He's our Uber driver!" said Alysa.
"You want to come in, don't you?" Michelle asked the driver.
"Sure. Why not?" he responded. "One of the great benefits of driving for Uber, I can stop drivong whenever I want, and accept invitations like these."
Alysa clicked her tongue disapprovingly, but Michelle was a grown woman. She decided to go in and spend the night at her house, just to keep watch over her. Michelle had a spare bedroom down in the basement where Alysa would periodically crash for nights like these. And the Uber driver inevitably would sleep with Michelle.
After some settling and getting to know this guy, Alysa was satisfied. He seemed like a nice enough of a man. And so, Alysa went to the spare room in the basement, lay down in the bed, turned off the light, and went to sleep.