Jaycee's Blog - Mon, Sept 6

The faeries are back and I did my subjugation spell. To all the naysayers who predicted I'd come back and admit that this was a bad idea, that it backfired on me, I have only this to say: I won't say "you were right."

Which doesn't mean it didn't end badly. I just won't say it.

Since the poll was a bit inconclusive (you left me with a choice between Attitude and Naughtybelle), I decided I'd cast the subjugation spell on Naughtybelle. I dunno, it kind of felt weird to subjugate Attitude (despite all the hell I've gone through because of her). Also, there's a young and candid vibe about Naughtybelle that reminded me of Minx a little. So I chose her.

I had set everything up in my reading room, with a carpet covering the pentagram. I managed to lure her there all by herself, saying that Nuttybelle (her reflection, whom she thinks of as her twin) was in the mirror and asking for her. She hovered in front of the mirror, talking to herself, while I started the long incantation it's about a minute and a half long). After a while, she noticed what I was doing and turned to me.

"Whatcha doooooing?" she asked in a singsong voice.

I was a man on a mission, however, and would not be distracted. I just kept reading the rest of the incantation off my cell phone. Three quarters of the way through, now. Naughtybelle's eyebrows arched in sudden recognition of the spell.

"Oh, that!" she said, surprised. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Of course I am! I thought as I kept reading. It wasn't just want I wanted, it was what I needed.

And finally, I finished the spell uninterrupted. Mine! She was mine!

"This is great!" Naughtybelle exclaimed, clapping her hands with joy. "Shall we do a test!"

You bet, I thought. Before I could do or say anything, however, she puffed up her cheeks and acted like she was some kind of crazed monkey.

In response, I stretched my arms and danced from one foot to the other, making monkey noises. I couldn't stop myself. All that came out were ook ook sounds. She threw her head back and laughed while I kept dancing like a monkey. Then she made a jerk off motion, and instantly my hand was inside my pants, stroking myself.

"Cum hard!" she ordered. "Like a fire hose!"

And inside my pants, I had a ridiculously intense and...ah...voluminous climax. I dropped to my knees. By the end of it, my underwear was filled with hot, sticky jism. I wanted to protest, but Naughtybelle (apparently following Nuttybelle's counsel) gestured for me to zip it, and I couldn't speak.

The two had more fun with me for a good half hour before the other faeries took notice and joined us. By then, I was down on all fours and "enjoying" how my new cat tail was plowing my newly-acquired female genitalia. Attitude towered over me, arms crossed, her voice stern.

"You messed with that notebook, didn't you?"

I just nodded and meowed in response.

"We found it months ago, Jaycee," she said. "We added a bunch of pages to it, including a fake faerie subjugation spell. I was sure you'd want to try it when you found it."

"Meooow?" I asked.

"Of course it was a trap. By reciting it, you actually volunteered yourself for complete physical and mental subjugation." Attitude gave me an evil grin. "Now, Naughtybelle--"

"--and Nuttybelle," Naughtybelle interrupted.

"And Nuttybelle," Attitude continued, "now both can just wish for something to happen to you, and it happens. No magic required. They can even wish for you to be under anyone's mental control for a while. Anything goes."

"Meow," I protested.

Attitude shrugged. "It's your own damn fault," she said. "Some day, you'll learn, but clearly that day is not today."

And with that, the other faeries left me alone with Naughtybelle (and Nuttybelle). The following hour was a string of humiliations I'd rather not recount here.

And to those who said "I told you so," I have but one response.

"Meow!"