Her father would beat her, her mother shout at her."No..." she gasped."Be still little one," the Fairy said."Not real... not real..." But I am real." No. Can't be." she whimpered. She rolled into a fetal ball, finding herarms clasped around bare legs. Her gown was a tent, a hiding place. Thecloth was coarse and she could see the weaving of it now. Then it waspulled aside. The fairy was about a foot and a half tall, but as thewoman watched, she was growing larger."No!" The woman shoved backwards, the now massive layer of cloth sliding.Something ripped out of her back, and she tried to claw at it. The Fairycaught her hands, and she charged at her, the pair now of a size rollingthrough the cloth.Then she froze. Her mind was clear, she could see the Fairy above her,looking a bit amused, and far above, the ceiling of the room. The paddingon the walls, the door."It takes a while for the medicine to be neutralized," the Fairy toldher. "How do you feel?"The woman sat up, looking at her arms,. She used to command us. But she was bad in studies and used to fail in most of the subjects. All of us boys were afraid of her and sometimes she used to bully us and beat us if we do not obey.I was slim and was in no match for her and she used to arm twist me and get all her job and homework done. Hearing her voice alone used to make me pee in my shorts. Because my house was next to hers, she used to call my name often. She expected me to run to her at once. Although my Hindi was bad I used to understand her orders and reply in English.Once we were playing hide and seek. She was ill and was not playing. She was lying on the bed and her mother was cooking. In an effort to hide myself, I slid under the cot she was sleeping. The cot was made of wood and rope and her body was visible from below. She was wearing a skirt and it was astray. Her thighs and panty were visible. Although nervous, I decided to stay there for a while and stare at her inner things. I slid my hand between the rope.
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