Fairy Bottle by Bones

At first, the fairy thought she was in trouble.

An understandable assumption, given the giant hand had somehow caught her unaware, dumped her into a jar and sealed the lid, all to the tune of her captor's panicked shrieks. And it certainly didn't help matters to be shoved in a bag, glass prison rattling against a thick stack of books as she was spirited away to who knows where.

There were holes in the lid, at least. Far too small for her to slip through, but enough to let her breathe. Small victories.

When she was finally lifted out of the bag after hours in the dark, it was with a surprising amount of care. The glass didn't even bump up against the books as it was pulled free and set on the desk of an extremely flustered woman.

Despite her steady hand in pulling out her prize, she seemed a nervous wreck. Her face was glowing, she was shaking, she was muttering something under her breath. Finally, she crouched, leaned in close to press her face against the glass. "Omigosh, you're real. You're real! I-I'm so sorry, I-I always joked! Carrying this silly jar around on walks, b-but then you! Ooooh my gosh."

Her lip was trembling as she ranted. The heat pouring off her face fogged the glass and a thumb half the size of the jarred prize wiped it away. The fairy let out the faintest breath. Just a nerd. A big, dumb, harmless, bottom-y dork, by the state of her. She'd have her wrapped around her tiny finger and fly out of here in no time. She opened her mouth and-

"Gosh, look at you! So little~" An enormous eye pressed against the glass. Her cheek nudged it and knocked the little fairy on her butt. "Oops! Wow, I barely touched that. Gosh, you're just...totally at my mercy..."

Wait, what?

Something changed in the looming eye. A sparkle turned somehow darker. The fairy shivered.

"I'm gonna...unscrew your lid now. Be careful, okay?"

Oh, thank the gods. This was it. Three seconds and she'd be out. Just watch the lid spin. A little more...

A little more...

Now!

The lid popped loose, the fairy shot upward, and crashed straight into the lid which hadn't budged an inch, and fell straight back in. The harmless nerd screwed it back on.

"Oh goodness!" She giggled. "Here I was worried you'd try to cast a spell on me. But you're really just a glorified pretty little bug, huh?"

She played her. The great big bitch played her!

"And you are soooo pretty. Look at those precious little hips, that...oh wow, that's actually kind of a huge cock for such a little thing. God, if you were my size, I couldn't even look you in the eye. The things I'd probably do just to be your toy for a while... But now you're my toy. And pretty's all you'll ever have to be..."

Okay, this is bad. Very bad. But...wait, what's she doing now?

The giant nerd rose to her feet, hem of her skirt resting on the desk, an ominous curtain waiting to reveal her imminent future. Behind that curtain, something twitched.

The fairy bit her lip.

The woman bit her lip.

"I don't want to have to keep that lid on all the time or worry about you flying away on me. But those wings are so precious, I'd hate to hurt them...I think I have a better solution."

Her hands slipped up under her skirt on either side, she grunted, and then a monstrous cock sprung free with enough force to throw her skirt upward. It fluttered down and settled, draped over her aching length like a cape, head pointed directly at the fairy, dripping with anticipation.

The giant nerd squirmed, prying her damp panties all the way off and dangling them in front of the jar, lavender with little dancing fairy silhouettes. "You match! If you misbehave, maybe I'll ball you up in these and add you to their little dance party." She chuckled, then leaned in until the tip of her dick kissed the jar. "But I've got other plans today~"

As she pulled back, a strand of sticky pre stretched away, refusing to snap until she'd scooped up the jar and scooted over her chair. She set it between her thighs and gave it a good squeeze.

The temperature in the jar rose as the warmth of her thighs flooded in. The fairy started to sweat. This was bad, this was bad, this was bad, bad, bad. That's what she told herself, refusing to acknowledge her heartbeat rising, paying no mind to the growing arousal between her own legs. The cocktail of emotions combined with the scent coalescing under her captress's desk proved too much for the little forest sprite, and she lost it.

The nerd girl watched, mesmerized, as her little fairy doll erupted into motion, threw herself this way and that against the glass, banging on the lid, all to no avail. God, she was so gorgeous when she was scared. But the jar didn't so much as budge, safe and secure. Snug between her thighs.

She couldn't wait any longer. Taking hold of her shaft, she nearly came on the spot, but resisted the urge, drawing it out. Slowly, ever so slowly, she ran her fingers up, down, timing it to the waning movements of the tiny woman in front of her. She started to unscrew the lid, slowly turning the jar sideways with every creaking motion.

A moment of clarity. The fairy saw the lid turning. She knew this was her last chance. It would be a tight maneuver, but she could get between it and the jar. She had to.

She listened to the sweaty giant's panting and moaning. She could feel the moment coming. The lid finally spun loose. The moment she saw the slightest crack appear, she went for it and-

bonked straight into the lid again as the big nerd simply held it there and let her charge it. Again. Silly thing.

Dazed, the fairy bounced along the tilting wall of the jar and tumbled all the way back to the base. This time, the lid actually popped loose, the tip of the garantuan cock rushed in, and then...white.

It caught her in the face first, but it didn't stop there. Struggling to wipe it away from her eyes, she heard the giant woman moan like a banshee as she shot wave after wave of piping hot excitement all over her. It splattered on her tits, smothered her legs, oozed over her wings. She tried to turn, tried to avoid the worst of it, but the only thing stopping the cavalcade of cum was her captress running dry, which eventually, mercifully, she did.

Letting out a long, low breath, she set the jar back on her desk. Didn't bother with the lid. Just caught her breath and watched.

The fairy was also trying to catch her breath, wiping as much of the woman's mess off her face as she could. Trying to inhale without filling her head with the scent of it. And failing.

She looked up, saw the lid was gone, and threw herself upward, taking her last chance.

But she never made it off the floor of the jar. Her wings, drenched and sticky, were unharmed, but entirely too bogged down to carry her anywhere. Above, she heard laughter.

"Oh my gosh, you're precious. My utterly silly, sweet little treat. I can't believe you fell for that twice. I thought you fae were supposed to be clever."

The fairy huffed.

"That's okay. I don't need a clever fairy doll. Just a cute one. And oh my gosh, you are even cuter all glazed." She bit her lip. "I think I should keep you this way. Don't worry, there's no shortage where that came from...but I do have to punish you for trying to get away again. Soooo, how 'bout a little something to clean yourself up?"

Her hand swung up into view, dangling the discarded panties on one finger.

The fairy gasped. She wouldn't.

But oh, she would. She hovered her finger right over the jar and tilted it slowly downward until they slipped loose, and draped themselves over the sticky fairy waiting below.

"And I don't need this anymore, buuuut since you've been so naughty." Flattened under the smelly fabric, pressed into the rapidly cooling pool beneath her, the fairy heard the jar lid twist shut one last time.

"And just for good measure~" Her hand wrapped around the jar, lifted it gently, then gave it a hearty, significantly less gentle shake, bouncing the fairy around and entangling her in a web of cotton and cum, her little head poking out just right to give her owner a perfect view at the embarrassment on her face.

"Nighty night, sweetie. I'll see you in the morning...or maybe later tonight if I can't wait~"

The fairy shouted after her, but it fell on deaf ears. She stood and strolled out of the room without so much as a glance back, shutting off the light and leaving her to stew in the dark.

The woman was otherwise occupied, head filled with years of fantasies of horny little fairies, tongues lolling, utterly overwhelmed in all manners of lewd distress. But more than that, with the knowledge of something her new toy probably hoped she didn't notice. Mixed in with her own sticky aftermath, was the tiniest little spattering of fairy cum. The first of oh so many like it...