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Jaycee's Blog - Sat, Dec 10
🕑 Added 2022-12-12 21:04:24 +0000 UTCThere's news all right, and I'm sure YOU will be happy with it, though I'm not.
First, two new people are now rooming with Mandy and I. One is a pizza boy (who's hung like a porn star); his name is Larry. The other is a plumber named Tommy; he's young, fit, handsome, and completely gay. Even as I'm writing this (on a small break), Larry's pounding away at Mandy (who only technically Mandy since she's not quite herself at the moment). I'm not sure what Tommy's up to.
Second (and this relates to why Mandy is only technically herself), we're not exactly ourselves at the moment. As of a few days ago, we've all transformed into characters from my webcomic. Mandy's been turned into Heather (no doubt because of the blond hair), but a porn star version of Heather. Her tits are HUGE and ridiculously fake. Larry is actually Prince Aidan. Tommy is Alberta. And I'm now Maid Marie (the tall, lean, and hot version).
And it's not just that: the relationships are complicated and irresistible. I'm turned on by the sight of Tommy-Alberta. It's even worse if I see them having sex with Larry-Aidan. Then I go completely nuts and either join in or pleasure myself (hands or furniture will do). Whenever Mandy-Heather hears someone cumming, she starts stripping. Any time she strips, Larry-Aidan drops everything and takes her anally. Whenever Tommy-Alberta sees anal sex, they turn female and must take someone anally (a climax returns them to a female form).
It's hard to keep up, and there's more triggers added every day. Everything feels out of control. I certainly am. Right now, a male version of Princess Alberta (so, Classic Albert) just walked in, naked from the waist down, and, help me Cathol, I've got all sorts of weird thoughts and feelings that I can't... Oh, my...
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I apologize for the interruption.
So my beloved and I are reunited at last. I would write some more, but it looks like he is ready for another roll in the hay, so to speak.
Fare well, friends. I will write again at the earliest opportunity.
❤ Marie ❤
