The Fairy Club

by Moshe Harel

  She gave each of us a folder with very detailed lesson plans. I could recognize most of what she taught us the previous summer, but there was also some new material. Gran noticed my reaction. “I’ve added a bit of history and inter-species relations in Avalon, based on our recent experiences. I also expect you to enhance the part about healing and about how to use one’s imagination to achieve better results. You’re much better at that than me.”

  Brian and I were not as confident about our ability to teach, especially since our students would be very close to our own ages. We both used the rest of the week to study the lesson plans and read every relevant book that we had about those subjects. We also visited Avalon that weekend, looking for some more books at the library in the Palace.

  Monday morning, Gran took us in her car to the same place we had our club the previous summer. This time, however, she only instructed us what to do and how to make the place ready for the young fairies. Soon enough, they were all present: twelve girls, all slim and small-chested, although of varying ancestry, all about sixteen, and two boys who were a year older, and seemed quite nice.

  I thought it would help if I got to know them first, so I tried to look and act as if I was a year younger, merging with the group as they came in, one by one. “I’m Sophie,” I presented myself, “and this is Brian, my boyfriend.”

  Some seemed disappointed that I had a claim on Brian. Others were just timid, as many young girls tend to be in a strange place, yet I tried to help them get to know each other, doing the introductions as needed. By the time Gran stood up to address the group, nobody was feeling a stranger any longer.

  Just like the previous year, Gran opened the meeting. “Welcome to the first meeting of our second Fairy Club. As you’ll soon see, this name is more than adequate. It practically defines us. According to the information I gathered before inviting you here, you’re all fairies or going to be fairies very soon. Let’s see now. Who has recently had recurring dreams about flying with your own wings?”

  It went just like the previous year. Brian and I sat at the back of the room—others probably thought we wanted some privacy, as many couples our age seek—but we used that mainly to observe the others and understand what we could expect from each. I was initially worried about the boys, but Brian talked with them quite a bit before it started, and they were both already aware of their heritage, which made things easier.

  Two hours later, Gran introduces us. “Last year, I wasn’t as busy as I am now, and I handled all the aspects of this club by myself. Now, I can’t do it all. I asked my granddaughter and her mate to do the bulk of the work this time. I will still come for some visits and I’ll organize and go with you to the field trips, but they will do most of the teaching. Both are very talented and powerful fairies and they’ve proven themselves very worthy. Sophie and Brian, please come here.”

  I heard some gasps when we stood up to join Gran in front of the group. Gran still conducted the lesson for the next hour, until we had a lunch break, but she was gradually passing more and more of the burden to us. It was a bit earlier than anticipated, but I could understand why she did it, wanting us to have our first experience at teaching while she was still present.

  I took over after lunch, with Brian helping me, while Gran only sat in the back, looking quite content.

  For ones who were doing this the first time, I think we did pretty well, although we erred a few times. Brian needed to correct me twice, and Gran once. I also had to correct Brian a few times, yet he was more confident as a teacher, something I needed to work on. Gran closed the day, eventually. “As you could see for yourselves, both Sophie and Brian are quite capable, despite this being the first time they were standing as teachers in front of a group of students. Don’t let their ages fool you—both are formidably powerful and are very capable fairies, more than many twice their age. I’ll come here to teach you flying, as that may turn a bit embarrassing at the beginning. Goodbye, for now.”

  The girls hurried out, eager to reach their boyfriends for the daily sex session, that they now knew how important it was. The boys stayed behind, though. Once all the girls left, they approached Brian. “There’s a problem that may exclude us from the flying lessons if I understood correctly. Do we need to be naked for them?”

  Brian knew where they were heading. “You can use the same charm that I use, to keep everything in proportion. I’ll teach you tomorrow. That’s something I learned from my parents—they’re both Fairies.”

  The way they looked at him seemed comic, but I had to refrain from laughing. It really was a serious matter. “Are you sure? I mean, aren’t there any lasting side effects?”

  Brian smiled reassuringly. “Do you think my mate would have been happy with any lasting side effects?”

  They still seemed skeptical when they left. “Make sure to teach them tomorrow,” Gran told him. “I want to start with the flying, or rather—transformation with clothing—the day after tomorrow. They should be ready.”

  “They will be,” he promised.

  As the summer wore on, I became more comfortable in my role as a teacher, almost like Brian. What helped a lot was that my students were very eager to learn everything, unlike most of my classmates at school.

  “You should all dress lightly, with clothes that are easy to remove, as during the first few flying lessons you’ll need to stay nude,” I informed the group.

  The girls seemed a bit apprehensive, looking at the boys, who were also a bit frightened, after having learned about the required charm. Brian had already practiced both that charm and the counter charm with them, but it didn’t help much with their fears. None of them had transformed by that time, which made their feelings understandable.

  Gran had no hesitations the next morning. “Let’s all undress. Put your clothes away, as you won’t need them for most of the day.”

  Gran was the first to get naked, removing all hesitancy from the others. Brian and I were almost as fast. Once they were all naked and the clothes put at the back of the room, I could see that the two boys—young men, actually—were quite well proportioned, just like Brian. Some of the girls were looking at them with clear lust in their eyes. It made me gladder of already having stated my claim on Brian.

  “Before I tell you any more about the transformation, I’d like you to have a demonstration. Sophie, Brian—please show them how you transform. No preparation this time.”

  We both transformed at once. Brian sported that gigantic appendage, of course. We then flew around, letting each of the participants have a good look at us in our fairy form. Some of the girls seemed enticed by that huge organ, although most were frightened by it, and quite rightfully. I could see that the boys were very apprehensive at the sight.

  Once we landed and transformed back, Gran explained everything and then let Brian demonstrate the shrinking charm before transforming and flying around once again. I hardly refrained from joining him, like I did the previous summer.

  “You can see that he’s back to his normal proportions, once he returned to his human form,” Gran noted after he landed. “Now, before you all transform, I need the males to cast the shrinking charm on themselves. While you may be very well behaved, even in the presence of so many nude females, the transformation may change it, and those huge organs can easily kill a female during intense copulation. Please do it now.”

  Brian had no problem with that, of course. The two others seemed quite reluctant but followed his example. Some of the girls giggled at the sight of the shrunk organs. Not too many, luckily.

  Gran had already explained the transformation process. Soon after the boys assured our safety, we all transformed. We suddenly seemed far apart from each other, but not for long. Gran asked us to form a tighter circle around her and then led us in flying around the room. She then demonstrated the trivial hazards that our size presented, as she’d done with me soon after my sixteenth birthday. I noticed that two of the girls were becoming closer to the boys, although th
ey didn’t act as boldly as I had done. Well, Brian had already been my boyfriend then, while they were just getting to know these boys.

  Gran didn’t stay the whole day. She demonstrated transformation with her clothes on and left during the lunch break. I was glad that nobody seemed to care about the nudity during lunch, which we all ate there. The two couples that I noticed during the flight lesson seemed to get tighter during our break.

  By the end of the day, I was sure that these couples would become steady, maybe even turn into mates. This could really be good news for the Fairy nation, especially if my assessment of the genetics involved was correct.

  20 Eighteenth Birthday

  Gran agreed to give us a day off on Brian’s birthday, resuming her role as the club leader for a day. His parents also took the day off from their work, as did his sister, which was a kind of pleasant surprise for me. Joshua opened a portal to a tropical nudist beach, where we spent most of the morning.

  I was surprised when Alice sat at my side for a chat. “Are you comfortable here, being nude in public?” she asked me.

  “Sure! It’s just natural that way, and since becoming a fairy, I feel more at ease when I’m nude than when I wear clothes.”

  Alice grimaced. “It was very difficult for me until I learned to transform with my clothes. Even now, I’d rather put something on, but it would attract unwelcome attention.”

  I looked at her. Like most fairies, she was quite slim and small-breasted, but her proportions were very nice, and her face was quite pretty, taking the best traits from both her parents. Judging by the glances some young men were sending in her direction, they found her quite attractive. I didn’t understand why she would feel this way. “Why do you feel uncomfortable when nude?”

  She seemed unsure. “I don’t really know. It’s a bit weird, though, that my father, who is an orthodox Jew, feels quite at home here, while I, who am an atheist, feel the way I do. Had it been the other way around it would have been more logical.”

  I smiled. “Yes. It really seems odd, but your father is a fairy, quite a powerful one, as well. It probably has something to do with that.”

  She shrugged. “I’m not very powerful. It took me more than two years to be able to do things that you and Brian did easily soon after becoming fairies. I can transform, I can fly, and I can do some more stuff, but I can’t create a portal that would hold more than a second or two, and what I’ve seen you do with the goblins was way above my abilities. It’s no wonder that both you and Brian are now Juniors.”

  “He told you?” I didn’t expect him to brag about this.

  “No. Mom did. She’s so proud of him. She actually feared he would become an intolerable male fairy, the kind that we’re all warned against. Instead, he turned into the ideal of male fairies and your mate. You’re both very lucky.”

  I could see that she was torn between loving and supporting her brother and her envy at his (and my) good luck. It suddenly occurred to me that she had no partner, no boyfriend, not even a suitor that I knew of. Could her lack of power be caused by a lack of sex-partners to supply her with power-enhancing sperm? As much as I wanted to know and to help her, I felt it was inappropriate to ask, ‘Do you have enough sex?’ especially since I had a lot.

  “Things may change, you know. I think you can become more powerful, and you will, once you find your life partner.” I wasn’t sure how much this could help, coming from me—a high school student, while she was already waiting for the results of her final exams at the university.

  She just nodded and moved into the water. I assumed that being hidden by the waves, at least partially, made her feel more comfortable. Looking around, I noticed a young man who was watching her with fascination. He was also moving towards the water, trying to go closer to her, I thought, or maybe even trying to start a conversation with her. As he passed close to me, I noticed the two lines near his spine. I hoped she wouldn’t reject his initial attempt.

  Brian plopped at my side, still dripping saltwater. “I raced Dad. He’s more powerfully built than I am, but I still managed to beat him. I’m not sure he didn’t do it on purpose, though. He slowed a bit just before reaching the end mark.”

  “Maybe he was getting tired? He’s older than you. Don’t forget that.”

  Brian smiled. “Whatever. It was still a good race, regardless, and Dad seems to have enjoyed it as well.”

  I could see Joshua, just as wet, talking with his wife, and smiling. He probably noticed me looking in that direction, as he turned his head and winked at me.

  We left the beach just before noon, when the sun became too hot to bear. I wasn’t surprised to see that young man joining Alice, whose mood seemed to take a positive turn.

  Brian wanted to have lunch at Avalon. We found a secluded place where Brian made the portal and we all passed through, closing it behind us. Alice’s new suitor didn’t know the reversible shrinking charm, but a quick conversation with Joshua was all that he needed to look normal again, gaining very nice proportions. He looked quite enticing to me and had I not been mated, I would have surely tried to copulate with him. Alice seemed to have similar ideas. As we started moving in the direction of a flower field, where we expected to feast on the nectar, Alice and Lee—her new suitor—seemed to forget themselves. Still flying, they started to make-out, soon turning it into very energetic copulation. This made Brian and I do the same, and I wasn’t too surprised to see that his parents followed suit.

  I couldn’t pay attention to anything but Brian for a while. He filled me with his sperm twice, in quick succession, before we separated. His parents had already landed on one of the flowers. They were enjoying the nectar and watching their daughter, who was evidently still copulating in mid-air. We landed on the adjacent flower, and I noticed the satisfied expression on Margaret’s face. Glancing at the pair still in the air, I could see they were engulfed in a kind of golden haze.

  “This is their third copulation. They are now mated for life,” she said, not taking her eyes off her daughter.

  “Is she protected?” I asked. It was natural for me to worry about that.

  “I don’t think so. I’m looking forward to becoming a grandmother,” she said, her smile widening.

  “Are you protected?” I added.

  She shrugged. “We’ve been trying for another child since Brian was three. If we get it now, it will be an unexpected blessing.”

  I didn’t know much about fairy anatomy, but I knew enough about woman anatomy. I tried to scan her, the same as I had done with Gran’s parents. Her ovaries were in good condition, and one ovule was on its way to the womb, yet its way was blocked by some scar tissue. I didn’t know how she could have gotten injured in there, as there was no sign of damage anywhere else. It could have been caused during some kind of battle, I assumed, knowing her military rank. Regardless of the cause, I thought it would be right to make that passage free. Not wanting to cause any bleeding, I removed some of the tissue from inside the scar tissue, leaving the outer layer intact, but opening the passage enough to let the ovule through. That didn’t guarantee fertilization but gave it a much better chance.

  “What did you do?” she asked me. Although I said nothing, and barely moved my hands, she was attentive enough to notice that I did some magic.

  “There was some scar tissue blocking your left Fallopian tube. I removed some of it, to open the passage. I hope it’s alright with you.” I was suddenly unsure, as I hadn’t asked for permission.

  “It’s more than alright, dear, and I can certainly see why you were chosen to be a Junior.”

  The other couple had just landed on another nearby flower, just as she was finishing her sentence. “You’re a Junior?” Alice’s new mate asked.

  “Gran told me that both Brian and I were chosen as Juniors, although I feel we are too young for that.”

  “And your Gran is . . .?”

  “Edith Smith. Well, maybe I should say Fairlady Edith, at least while at Avalon.”


  Lee seemed a bit dazed. “I’ve heard of her. She’s supposed to be very powerful and very smart. What did you do to gain this position?”

  “I’m not sure. Whatever it was, I didn’t feel like I did anything extraordinary.”

  Margaret intervened. “She’s still a bit ignorant about her powers. Her recent deed was actually defeating the goblins, almost single-handedly. She destroyed their fortifications like they were made of thin paper, released their hostages, and didn’t allow even a single victim in the confrontation. Brian helped her, but it was all her idea and her execution.”

  I felt my face heat at the compliment. I hadn’t felt like I did much while it happened. Now, presented that way, it really looked formidable.

  “Well, that could surely gain you such a high position,” he said, his voice showing admiration, almost reverence.

  “After Mom told me about this, I checked the magical records concerning Sophie and Brian. Even before that confrontation, they healed an animal that was dying, helped heal some accident victims, managed to befriend the elves, and look like one of them, and some more. They are also constant visitors at the library, taking as many books as they can every time. If anybody deserves becoming a Junior—they sure do.”

  While Lee seemed a bit overwhelmed, I was surprised by the amount of information she’d found. “How did you find so much about us?”

  Alice shrugged. “Since I’m not powerful, I offered to serve as a scout. I have very acute sight and good enough memory to be able to scan areas of interest and report back all the relevant information. This also opened the magical archives for me, where every magic performed by a fairy is recorded. The monitoring system is really ancient, yet these detailed records are used by the historians as raw material for writing their books, usually a decade or two after the deeds, when the significance of each deed can be judged more objectively. As Juniors, you may also browse through it. I must warn you that this is one of the most boring things to do unless you know what you’re looking for and are able to precisely define it.”