As Aurora and Ariel murmured noncommittal things under their breath, the tiny blond fairy was creeping away
across the stage. She banked on her small size making her less noticeable, at least long enough for her to
escape into the crowd and then find some way out of the house. Her glow was subdued as she tip-toed daintily
toward the edge of the stage.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Tinkerbell stopped. She thought she heard the crocodile, the one that was always chasing after Captain Hook.
Sure enough, as she listened, she could hear a ticking sound. It seemed to match her heart beat, tick-tock,
tick-tock. Unconsciously she breathed with the sound and found herself panting. Tink strained after the sound
and tried to find the source. It actually sounded close, just quiet. Tick-tock. Slowly the fairy looked down.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
The sound was coming from underneath her short green dress. Nervously she grasped the edge and pulled it back.
The sound got louder. Tink hooked her pixie thumbs in the waistband of her mossy panties and tugged them down.
The sound was louder still. Each beat pulsed through her, causing her pussy to throb. There was a sweet ache
there, an emptiness. She touched the outer edge and chimed a fairy moan at the sensation.
As she touched herself, Tinkerbell's crotch started to darken into a deep green. Small scales sprouted around
her slit as she inserted a finger inside the wet, darkening lips. It felt leathery and stiff on the outside
but deliciously wet and soft inside. The scales and color spread outward as Tinkerbell threw her head back in
silent delight. Her wings fluttered wildly. To anyone watching, they began to shrink and recede into her back.
Tick-tock pulsed her pussy and Tinkerbell thrust more fingers into her juicy cunt.
The fairy plopped down on the hard wood of the stage. Her legs were fattening and shrinking, pulling up into
her torso until they were short, pudgy things. By now she was completely covered in rough scales and leathery
hide, and also completely green. Her toes curled and grew webbing between them, sharp fat claws taking the
place of the nails. Her fingers fattened, as did her arms, as claws and webbing grew between them as well.
Ridges popped along her spine as her torso stretched and her stomach lightened into a light tan color. A soft
roll of skin softened her belly, giving it a slight bulge.
Tinkerbell seemed to realize something was wrong and chimed in alarm. Yet she couldn't resist her ticking
pussy and its need to be filled. Sharp, jagged teeth popped from between her lips and her wings vanished
completely. Her eyes shrank into beady black dots as her nose receded until all that was left were the
nostrils. Tink's face pushed out, ridge by ridge, to form a crocodile snout. Her sharp teeth poked out
randomly from her leathery lips.
She flopped onto her side as something pushed from her bottom. A thick, rough tail wriggled from her tailbone
and dragged across the floor. The tip of it swelled into a bulb that resembled a cock head. With a hiss of
delight, Tinkerbell grabbed her new appendage with a fat hand and shoved it into her needy pussy. She rocked
back and forth, riding her tail, until she came with a rumbling roar of pleasure. It didn't last very long,
however, and soon the tiny, fat crocodile woman was bouncing on her tail again, chubby fingers pinching dark
nipples through her stretched green dress.
Kylie looked up at the remaining two princesses. "You can't run," she said. "As you can see. Well, down to two
so soon. What do you say, girls? Perhaps I should just get it over with, do you both at once?" The witch
paused to consider. Then, with wicked grin, she raised a hand.