For a girl that had spent years removing the clothes from men and women as fast as possible, getting the dress off of Tinkerbell was too easy. She pinched the tiny green dress between her thumb and forefinger and gave a pull. She wasn’t sure what the dress had been made of, but it had been flimsy because with a tiny tear the dress came off. Tinkerbell blinked in surprise as she found herself suddenly without clothes, spinning around she faced an embarrassed looking Ariel holding the tiny clothes between her fingers.

“Oh My God! I’m sorry! I was just trying to pat you on the shoulder and it ripped off! I didn’t mean it!” Ariel stammered, trying to sound as sorry as possible to the tiny woman. In truth, she as more happy then ever with what she had done. Now she saw what the fairy really looked like and was more then happy with what she saw. Perk breasts the size of grapes stood firmly on her chest, bouncing around as she huffed in indignation over having her clothes pulled off. Her hips were indeed wide for one of her size; moving down into a pair of shapely, smooth legs that Ariel would love to have wrapped around her finger. When she had been standing with her back turned, Ariel had gotten a good look at her plump, dainty ass. Such a smooth tiny backside. For a lover of all things ass, it was a tiny little treasure that Ariel would have loved to spank with one finger. Tinkerbell was one sexy fairy and if Ariel had any thoughts of letting the fairy go they were quickly dismissed. No way was she letting someone thing cute fly away.

Loud chimes echoed from the tiny fairies mouth as she screamed at Ariel in her language for a few minutes. Ariel gloomily took the insults, using the time to study her meal. After finishing calling Ariel a bitch in fairy for the tenth time, Tinkerbell sighed and put her arms across her breast to hide them. This was frustrating, but not uncommon. She got her dress damaged a lot traveling with Peter. His desire for danger was a danger to her clothes. Her dress was made of leaves, not the most resistant choice, but the only thing she could find. She lost her dress often, something that often amused her juvenile love interest.

Peter thought it was hilarious when her 'chest butt' was showing. She tried to tell him that they were breasts not a chest butt. Peter never listened, not even when Tinkerbell was trying to show him exactly what her breasts were through seduction. After years of watching Peter hang around normal size girls, Tinkerbell had tried to show him exactly what a tiny girl can do.

One night, while he slept she had come to him in bed, wearing as much as she was wearing now. She had crawled under his sheets until she found his young member lying limply on his stomach. The sight of it had been beautiful and Tinkerbell could have spent all night masturbating in front of it, but she was there to show Peter what she could do.

Approaching that huge male meat she had straddled it, ridding it like a giant hoarse. It hadn’t taken much to get it to rise and when it was up, Tinkerbell had gone at it like a pro. Years of dreaming of doing what she was doing let her know exactly what to do. She had been rubbing herself against it as fast as she could, holding onto the edge of the helmet as she grinded herself against Peter. It had lasted a few minutes, but what a few minutes it had been. It had been the greatest time of her life, until Peter came. The cum came raining down onto her like a dam had burst, Tinkerbell was covered, but she was happy. She was bathing in her loved ones seed, it was a dream come true, that is until his now limp cock fell back with her on the bottom. Hundreds of pounds of man meat had crashed down on her, pinning her against Peter’s thigh. And that how she remained, trapped under an underage boy’s cock all through the night.

The worst part had been in the morning, when Peter had found her. Having no clue what had happened he found his fairy friend stuck to his cock by his semen. Thinking it was all one joke, Peter showed everyone the fairy stuck to his peewee. The boys had laughed, but the worst part had been Wendy who had looked aghast at the sight of her trapped to Peter’s cock before doing the cruelest thing imaginable, laughing at her. After that, Tinkerbell had been forbid from seeing Peter at night when he was asleep, Wendy made sure of that. The most frustrating part was that although she was humiliated, dirtied and treated like an object, that part always got her the horniest.

Ariel watched Tinkerbell get lost in thought, noticing right away that her crotch was getting damp. Quickly grinning, the slut moved on for her next attack.