“You know, you’re kind of cute.” You said.
“I know, and you’re not the first guy to say so, either;” as you were about to continue, she held up her hand; “but before you get any ideas, I should tell you more about us. First, we sex fairies are far from perverted, as some might assume. If anything, we’re researchers who study the sexual habits and mating mechanics of other races and species.”
“Mechanics of… huh?”
“I guess I’ll have to elaborate.” She continued. “You see, fairies reproduce in a wildly different way than most species. Permit me to provide a visual aid.”
As she removed her g-string, part of you was curious as to what she meant, while the other part was afraid it would be too weird to un-see. She pried her vagina open and began moaning. Her labia protruded and unfurled like a flower blossom, and from the center, arose a proud pistil. “Everything you see here can be found on every single fairy; meaning, if you want some of this,” she said showing off her body, “you’ll need a body to match.”