"Wait!" You call out to the fairy, who finally stops in her tracks and looks at you.
"What now?" She says, the hint of agitation in her voice obvious as she waves her wand and everything once again loses some hue as time stops except for you and her.
"I want to make some changes to what you've already done." You say simply, before unexpectedly getting cut off again by the over active creature of magic.
"What? You not a muscle-head after all? Okay, I can take it back!"
"No, stop!" You say firmly before the fairy can finish the casting motion of her wand which you would assume remove your new muscular body. To her credit, she does stop and nothing else happens.
"No," you continue, "I'm talking about shooting blanks."
"Yeah, it's so you're not afraid of getting frisky." She retorts as if it were the most obvious thing.
"Can you make it the opposite?"
This is the first time you see the fairy seem hesitate. It appears she's never heard someone make this request before.
"I have a breeding fetish," you admit, "and having sex with everything that moves without any results would be more frustrating than sexy."
The fairy nods, but she still has an odd look about her, "Yeah, I can get that. Problem is, it's not really in my best interest to do that. You see, makin' kiddos is the completion of sex. That's no good for me, since sex is the whole reason for what I'm doing in the first place. People tend to stop fuckin' once the bellies start swellin'."
"Okay," you say after a moment, "how about this. I promise to keep fucking even after people start showing."
"Not good enough," the fairy counters, "just because you'll keep doing it, doesn't mean others will. Your more of a conduit of sexiness for me. The people in your life will keep on fucking around after your done with 'em. Brats in the equation-- in my vast experience-- tend to kill that."
"How about making kids not necessarily the immediate end?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well," you continue, "what if you add another step in process? How about instead of a baby just popping out, they just stop growing when they reach the end of the gestation period until the woman is ready to have it? As a matter of fact, how about being able to carry another pregnancy once the first is finished and so on? I could knock up a girl, and she could still go on to have another baby with someone else while carrying mine?"
"That's kind of fucked," the fairy says in a mumbling tone, "which means I kinda like it, actually."
The fairy thinks for a few seconds before disappearing completely. You look around for her and realize that reality is still stopped except for you. You get a little nervous that you might be trapped like this when the fairy suddenly puffs back into existence.
"All righty! I've been crunching the numbers and getting some opinions from other beings you shouldn't worry your pretty little head about and I've decided that this can work!"
Without waiting for your response, she twirls her magic wand and points it at your groin which immediately radiates outward in a tingling sensation that climbs up all the way up your spine. You shudder.
"Congrats, your swimmers are now magically infused to always find their mark as long as they end up inside someone's lady bits. Now, onto your idea." With that the fairy twirls her wand a few times in the air, with seemingly nothing happening.
"Is it done?" You ask, looking around at the locker room.
"Yep, and I've even made it where you won't ruin your life because you don't seem to be thinking that far ahead. Anyone you knock up won't give birth until you want them to, and even then you're not expected to be anything more than the baby's daddy."
"That's a bit unfair to the kid," you say without really rejecting her gift.
"I'm glad you recognize that, because it'll be your fault either way. Now-- any other bright ideas before I grab some popcorn and watch you paint the school white like you said you would?"
The fairy gives you a look as if to tell you that you better start fucking around after this.