The faerie smiles as you caress her fingers... and then, abruptly, she grabs your arm and pulls herself into the bubble. For a moment, it all seems incredibly crowded... and then the bubble expands, leaving plenty of room for you and the sopping-wet faerie now curled up in your lap.<br/><br/><"Now that you mention it..."> The faerie smiles again, showing those sharp teeth. <"There is something you could offer me."><br/><br/>The faerie presses closer, and you notice that her skin has a soft, almost bouncy texture as her breasts press against your chest, drenching your tunic almost immediately.<br/><br/><"A payment, in the old way... You can give to me your unborn child."> The naiad smiles sweetly, and one wet hand grabs on to your groin. She squeezes gently, but insistently. <"You give that to me, and I would  transport you to hell and back...">