What's this buzzing sound? Sparkles? The smell of a horse in heat? Why it's a little fairy, of course!

Name: Nabbie

Race: Fairy

Height: proud to be 1 inch over 1 foot tall!

Weight: Your pocket watch weighs more.

Gender: Female

Note: She appears to be mute, or at least she never speaks a word of common.

    She's such a tiny little thing. The perfect model of a cute, shapely young woman, but at the perfect size to set on your coffee table! The biggest thing about the girl seems to be her large, green wings. Resembling a dragonfly's, they stretch taller than the girl is, the light shimmering through them as they move. Like many of the fey, she leaves behind small motes of light, drifting towards the ground as she passes. The grass seems a bit greener where these motes land, flowers perking up, and nearby animals seem a bit more eager for breeding season.

    Her mess of pink, nearly red, hair is pulled to the sides, bundled up into two pigtails that bounces along when she walks, or trail behind her head as she flies. She's often seen doing either, sometimes content to leave tiny little footprints behind her. Other times she takes off with a soft buzzing sound.

    Her figure, as small as she is, is generous in just the right places. Her bust looks ample and soft, her mounds hanging with a healthy weight from her chest. Each orb capped with a thick, dark pink nipple. Her skin is smooth, and flushed with life, giving the tiny thing a slightly pink look, as if she's always blushing from head to toe.

    Her hips and thighs are as generous as her bosom, wrapping around behind into a pert little bubble-butt that jiggles slightly when she walks. From the front, and since the little thing never wears a scrap of clothing, her tiny little sex is nestled between those soft thighs. It's small, make no mistake about it. The soft curves of her mound puckered slightly, glistening with her own dew from time to time, looking barely large enough to take a grown human's finger.

    As she makes her way, either walking about or flying, some might notice a particular scent about the diminutive woman. Most animals will catch it, particularly stallions. For whatever crazy reasoning that's behind fey logic, this little thing carries with her the scent of a particularly fertile mare in heat. The pungent musk clings to her, drifting on the wind with every beat of her little wings.

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NOTE: She's a fey, a rather silly one at that. That means she will survive things that should, by all reason, kill the little thing. Refer to the character portrait for an example.

REDS: Men, scat, gore, vore, torture, BDSM, people that confuse size-play for pedophilia.

YELLOWS: Watersports, women, bondage, animals (pure animals, not animal parts).

GREENS: Size-play! Herms, shemales, extreme penetrations, stretching, extreme stretching, cum-inflation, cum-baths, pregnancy, extreme pregnancy, rape, brutal rape, sexual pain, sexual damage.

FAVES!: Herms, shemales, being stretched like a condom, being knocked up, used as a brood mare, horsey cocks, macro-sperm.

WARNING!: Trying to eat the fairy will result in a broken jaw and loss of tounge and/or teeth.