You return to the bedroom and shake Sandra. "Wake up!" you say in a girlish voice.
"What?" she wakes up slowly, blinking. "Michael? Is that you? We had sex didn't we?" She rubs her temples. "How much did I have to drink last night?"
"I think the more important question is: why have I turned into a pre-pubescent girl?" You say.
"You haven't." she says. "You only look like a girl."
"Oh." you say sarcastically. "Then I guess everything's okay."
"Technically." she says. "You're a newborn fairy."
"What?" you ask.
"Well that's what happens when you have sex with a fairy." she explains, getting out of bed. "I guess we'd better get you into a diaper."
"What are you talking about?" you ask. "Why would I need a diaper?" Just as you finish your questions you feel a warm liquid begin to trickle down your legs.
"That's why." she says. "Like human babies, baby fairies are completely incontinent."
"What have you done to me?" you demand.
"Done to you?" she responds. "You took advantage of me."
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