"The return" had happened over fifty years ago. The world was changed for evermore. The dimensional barrier between the Fae world and our world collapsed. Rather than a cataclysm that one would expect, the worlds blended together. Both worlds had already overlapped so much that there was a bleed through of culture and mythos. The creatures from our myths were suddenly inhabitating our world with us.

Our new world more than doubled in size acquiring several new continents. Some of which put the avatar mountains to shame, how you might ask? The convergence or "blending" did not just bring new lands and new life.. it also brought magic. Human's had always been aware of the concept and had even practiced real magic in ages past.

But Human's magic had always come from the Fae world, magic stopped in our world when the Fae shored up the barrier. Human's had began to prey on the Fae, who whilst more powerful, were definitely less numerous.

With the barrier in place the two worlds lived apart for a time, but while war, famine, petulance and the ravages of technology threatened humanity, on the other side of the border they had their own issues. Human's had always played a albeit small role in increasing the population of the Fae. resulting in the birth of male Fae. Male Fae could be born by matching Fae races, but the likelihood of a male was much smaller. This imbalance had grown, leaving their population desperately out of balance with few males left to sustain them.

This led to the barrier between our worlds being destroyed and the blending to occur. No one knows who was responsible for it, since no Fae claimed responsibility.

Fast forward to today, skipping a tumultuous joining of societies which was surprisingly somewhat peaceful, but certainly not without issue. Both worlds had fully integrated just as deeply as the worlds' physical forms had. Our story begins with a fresh out of uni Jimmy, he is joining the work force for the first time.

Jimmy's heart pounded in his chest as he stood in the middle of the bustling office, clutching a stack of files tightly to his chest. The room was alive with the chatter of women—human and Fae alike—each more alluring than the last. The walls seemed to pulse with an energy that made his skin tingle, and the air was thick with a heady mix of perfumes and magic. He could feel their eyes on him, every woman in the room sizing him up, assessing his potential as a plaything in their world of shifting dynamics.

Jimmy had been lucky, extremely lucky to find such a well paying position. Jimmy was a smart hardworking lad, but he lacked something that made a high paying or good position unlikely. He was completely naff at magic. Completely flunking every course he had scraped by on his academics, but his record would always show that he was magically inept. His kind were known as the muggles, a throw back to some book his parents generation had loved. The world had advanced so quickly, leaving his kind behind to struggle to find a place in this modern world.

Behind him, the door to his supervisor's office creaked open. Jimmy turned, his breath catching in his throat as he saw her emerge—Ms. Lirael, a stunningly beautiful woman with pale blue skin and long, flowing hair that shimmered like moonlight. Her eyes, a deep emerald green, locked onto his with predatory intensity. She wore a form-fitting business suit that accentuated her curves, and Jimmy couldn't help but notice the way her heels clicked against the polished floor as she approached him.

"Jimmy," she purred, her voice like velvet, "I need you in my office. Now."

He nodded quickly, trying to ignore the flutter of nerves in his stomach. As he followed her into the office, the women in the office smiled to each other, then the door closed behind him with a soft click. The room was dimly lit, the only light coming from a few candles flickering on her desk. The scent of jasmine filled the air completing the ambiance, and making his head swim. Ms. Lirael sat down at her desk, crossing her legs and giving him a once-over that made his cheeks flush.

"You know, Jimmy," she began, leaning forward so that her cleavage was visible, "I’ve noticed how... eager you are to please. It’s quite refreshing, really. The other girls in the office are quite taken with you"

Jimmy swallowed hard, his mouth suddenly dry. "Thank you, Ms. Lirael..." "I just want to do my best" he added with a slightly stutter, nerves getting to him.

She chuckled softly, a sound that sent shivers down his spine. "Oh, I have no doubt you’ll surpass expectations. I would say you've already passed your trial period, but there are some things in this world—in our world—that require a bit more... personal attention."

"There is an area you have been lacking in" her eyes drew him in, he felt a stab or anxiety.. He needed this position, he would do anything to keep it. His family had already told him that they would not support him any further, they were not a wealthy bunch. They decided to pin their hopes on his sister who had proved to be far more magically adept than him. He searched for an answer that would placate Ms. Lirael and let him keep his position. "I apologize Ms. Lirael, I will work harder to please you and the other staff, I am sorry I can't help with magical tasks....I'll work harder. I promise". Jimmy finished nervously.

Ms. Lirael gave him a reassuring smile, she explained that they knew about his issues with magic when they hired him, and that he would need to take on a wider range of duties to compensate. Some of these duties will be quite taxing, but well rewarding. Jimmy would have to decide if he was willing to take on such a burden and continue with the company or look for a more suitable position elsewhere.

She finished by asking him "will, you take on any duties that I assign them and complete them to the best of your ability no matter what they may require of you?". Jimmy swiftly nodded, he'd do anything to keep his job after all.

"No" Ms. Lirael firmly said, then looking at him more kindly she said "you must indicate your acceptance verbally, knowing full well the conditions. With a slightly confused look upon his face he swiftly gave consent.

Ms. Liraels face lit up, "Jimmy you've started down a long and pleasurable career, the company is going to take good care of you, you will look back on this decision and thank your past self in the future."

Before he could respond, she waved her hand, and the room seemed to grow larger around them. Jimmy blinked, realizing with a start that it wasn’t the room changing—it was him. His vision blurred as he shrank down, down until he was no larger than a mouse. Panic surged through him, but before he could react, Ms. Lirael scooped him up and placed him gently on her desk.

"There now," she cooed, her fingers stroking his tiny body with surprising gentleness, "isn’t this much more intimate?"

He wanted to protest, to scream, but the words caught in his throat. All he could do was stare up at her, his heart racing as she leaned in closer, her face filling his entire field of vision.

"You see, Jimmy," she whispered, tracing a finger along his tiny form, "you’re going to be very useful to me. And to the others. Those extra duties, well we have needs, and you’re going to fulfill them."

His mind raced as he tried to process her words. Needs? What kind of needs? Before he could ask, the door to the office burst open, and another woman stepped in—this one human, with dyed blond hair and piercing blue eyes. She wore a tight pencil skirt and a silk blouse that clung to her every curve.

"Ms. Lirael," she said, her voice a mix of authority and something else—something darker, "I heard you had your teams little intern here". She looked down at Jimmy, a flash of disappointment crossed her face before she began pouting. "Damn, I missed the show... I do so love to watch you work. Well, since I missed it, would you mind if I take a brief turn? Just a 'taste' of what's to come"

Ms. Lirael smiled, a wicked glint in her eyes. "Of course not, Miranda. After all, departments must share their resources."

Miranda stepped closer, her gaze fixed on Jimmy. "Hello there, little one. Don’t worry, you’re in good hands."

Jimmy’s heart pounded even faster as Miranda reached out and picked him up, holding him between her thumb and forefinger. She brought him close to her face, her breath warm against his tiny form.

"Such a delicate little thing," she murmured, her eyes narrowing seductively. "I wonder what it must be like to... suddenly have the world around you change, showing you just how small you've really always been, just without knowing it."

He felt a strange mix of fear and arousal as she lowered him towards her lips, her tongue darting out to taste him tentatively. Then, without warning, she slid him inside her mouth, the wet warmth enveloping him completely. Panic surged through him, but it was quickly replaced by a confusing rush of pleasure as she began to suck lightly on him, her tongue swirling around his tiny form.

"Mmm," she hummed, her voice muffled around him, "he tastes divine."

Jimmy's mind reeled as he struggled to comprehend what was happening. Was this real? Was he really being used as a toy for these women's desires? The sensation was overwhelming, driving all coherent thought from his mind. He could feel himself growing harder, despite the surreal situation.

After what felt like an eternity, Miranda withdrew him from her mouth, leaving him gasping for air. She set him down on the desk next to Ms. Lirael, who watched with a satisfied smile.

"Well done, Miranda," Ms. Lirael said, her voice dripping with approval. "Now, I believe it’s my turn again."

Jimmy barely had time to catch his breath before Ms. Lirael scooped him up once more, bringing him to her breast. She unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her smooth, pale blue skin, and pressed him against her erect nipple.

"Suck," she commanded, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Tears welled up in Jimmy's eyes as he complied, his tiny mouth latching onto her nipple. The act was both humiliating and oddly satisfying, the taste of her skin mingling with the sensations coursing through his body. Ms. Lirael sighed contentedly, her fingers running over his hair.

"Good boy," she murmured, her other hand reaching down to stroke his tiny erection. "It's a good sign that you're enjoying your new role. You’re learning quickly."

Jimmy’s mind was a whirlwind of emotions—fear, confusion, and a growing sense of inevitability. He was being molded, shaped into something he never imagined he could become. And yet, as he continued to nurse at Ms. Lirael’s breast, he couldn’t deny the thrill of submission, the intoxicating allure of his new role.

Just as he was beginning to relax into the rhythm of her touch, the door swung open once more, and another woman entered—this one a tall, very tall, statuesque Fae with long black hair and blue eyes that were twinkling with desire. Her skin a rich purple color, her clothes not hiding the powerful yet undeniably feminine physique that lurked underneath. But perhaps most eye catching about her, apart her towering height, was a solitary horn that suck out of her forehead. It curled up to point at the ceiling rather than pointing out straight like a unicorn... an Oni Jimmy thought.

"Mind if I join in?" she asked, her voice thunderous yet inviting.

Ms. Lirael looked up, her smile widening. "Of course, Sariel. The more, the merrier. Are the Winchester files on track"

Sariel stepped closer, her gaze fixed on Jimmy. "of course, they should be completed by Friday", "Hello there little boy. Let’s see what our little pet can do. I always like to give them a test run... before he goes through the ritual."

"Sariel" a brief shake of the head conveyed the message, though it was not really needed since Jimmy was still in shock from the sight of the gorgeous muscle mommy to pay any attention to what was going on.