r, she grows up to be human-sized. Needless to say, she's pretty sore about the way you treated her and when you pitch the idea of a fairy-dust-fueled fuck sesh, she's a little hesitant. But the more she thinks about it, the wetter she gets. That little bitch Peter Pan is nowhere in sight, so ahead and run one through Tink before Pan gets word of what's going on here. You've always wanted this, and you know what they say around here "dreams come true if only we wish hard enough."