Jaycee's Blog - Tue, June 21

It looks like my problem is Brooke, once again. It's always Brooke, isn't it?

if you recall my last entry, I was having self-control issues. Initially, I thought it was the result of my dirty mind and my even dirtier (current) body, but it's more than that. It took me days before I told Brooke about my trouble, but when I did, he fell silent at the other end of the line. He asked me if I could recall the precise times of each event, and when I did (as best I could), he said he needed to test a theory.

"Just wait on the line," he said, "it won't take long."

While I waited, I put him on speaker phone, removed my shirt, then got rid of my bra. My big boobs bounced freely and I started playing with them until my nipples got hard. Then I heard Brooke's voice again.

"You still there?"

"Yup," I said, still playing with my breasts.

"And are you fondling yourself?" he asked.

Uh oh. Was I being loud or something?

"Um... yes."

"Hold on," he said.

I held on. But then one of my hands creeped down my stomach and rubbed my crotch through my pants. Damn it, I should stop, but it felt pretty good, and it wasn't like Brooke was seeing me. I moaned a little.

"And now," Brooke said, "you're rubbing your crotch, aren't you?"

Crap. My hand was now inside my panties and playing with my crotch in a way that made me see sparks and flowers everywhere. I leaned back on the couch and kept going, my second hand joining the first between my legs.

"Y-yeah," I admitted. "Fuck, that feels good..."

I was moaning loudly now, my body on fire with intense arousal. It wasn't long before I came hard.

"You okay?" Brooke asked.

"Y-yeah," I said, panting. "W-what happened to me?"

There was a pause before he answered. "It looks like I'm the one affecting you," he said.

"WHAT?"

"When you told me about your incidents, I realized they were at the exact same time I was imagining you doing these things. I figured it was me somehow affecting you, but I don't know why this is happening. And this little test was all me, I'm afraid. Sorry about that."

Crap! That meant a LOT of trouble, now. Obviously, I couldn't explode with outrage, that would only make things worse. I fought to control my anger. The last thing I could do was to antagonize him. You don't piss off someone who's got that kind of power over you, obviously. So I tried playing it cool.

"That's...a problem, isn't it?" I said. "If this keeps happening, I could lose my job—YOUR job, in fact. Who knows when this will all be over and you'll be back in your own body, right?"

There was a pause at the other end of the line.

"Yeah, that makes sense," Brooke said. "But this is so awesome... Maybe we could just do this over the phone from time to time, huh? I mean, when you're alone?"

"I...guess?" I said.

"Say," he continued, "you're alone now, aren't you?"

You can guess what happened next, can't you?

--Jaycee