I was, naturally, quite shocked to see a real-life fairy. A state further enhanced by the fact she had misunderstood my wish. While I did want to be loved by lot of peoples, I wasn't speaking romantically. (Although I must admit that I hoped it would include me finding a girlfriend.)
Once the shock passed, I first thought it wouldn't change much in my future girlfriends beside their feelings for me, outside being a bit healthier for some of them. You see, I'm the kind of guy who think there is more than one form of beauty. Some women are cuter with small breasts, some, are better with big ones, and some need to be a little plump. In fact, as long as they aren't obese, skinny to the point you see their ribs or bodybuilded to the point of looking like a vaguely human-shaped mass of muscles (which is almost as unhealthy as the two previous cases), then it IS a girl I can love.
So, she can be any body-shape as long as it's not an exaggerated one, (which, again, is unhealthy) I don't care about the color of their skins and, as long as they're nice, they would be women I could love. So, it would only change them for the best, right?
Except that, thinking on it more, I realized I had a thing for Kunoichis, or Ninja Girls if you prefer. Mistress of subterfuge able hide in plain sight to spy, steal, kidnap and kill in more way than anyone could imagine, (at least if they aren’t ninjas themselves) all that without letting any clue linking them to it, let alone their master.
Naturally, to be able to hide in front of the peoples that would want to stop them, their extraordinary combat skills wouldn’t be enough, not even if they had possible-in-anime-only techniques. They also need impossible hiding skills, which include unbelievable disguise skills.
Before I could stop myself, I started to imagine killing machine in the body of cute girls and sex women of all ages, with abilities that seem born of magic, so good at disguise they could make even themselves look and sound like boys and men of any age if they wish to, and utterly devoted serve and protect their master. Said master being me, in this fantasy.
Naturally with such a premise, seeming to get right out of a manga, I couldn’t help but imagine I would be the last reincarnation of someone their ancestors swore the loyalty of their entire clans so long ago nobody can count the generations anymore, and they were able to sens when their master (or mistress, as might be the case for some of those incarnations) come back and as who, waiting patiently for said master to "awake" and start remembering his past lives and pay each of them the way was agreed upon so long ago: By having sex with them.
I was starting to fall asleep and, going to bed, I idly wondered how funny if, in this wired fantasy about to become the truth, my rebirth had been hidden to my kunoichis because I was born among them, as one of them. Being so used to play the role of the bumbling idiot of a boy I knew myself to be, that every morning after putting on the disguise I forget who I truly am, mistaking that fake identity for my true self, and only remember the truth after taking it of, right before bed. After all, wouldn’t a fellow kunoichi be the best lover a female ninja could hope for?