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Jaycee's Blog - Tue, Aug 2
🕑 Added 2022-08-08 10:04:45 +0000 UTCIt's been oddly "nice" to see the faeries again (except Attitude, who's still with Priya). It's odd being back at my place in Quebec City and seeing someone else living my life there. It makes me feel...useless, like just anyone could pick up where I left off and continue my life as if *I* don't matter. It's not like living Brooke's life doesn't have its benefits (like abundant, mind-blowing sex), but it's not something I've built or deserve.
Whatever. You didn't come to this blog to read about my existential musings, right?
My family's been in town for a couple of days and needless to say it's been a roller coaster. One of the faeries (I don't know which one) thought it'd be hilarious to make my mom's clothes transparent (but JUST for Brooke and me). Kind of makes me want to throw up, but Brooke thinks she's still hot for a woman in her fifties. I've also discovered they've cast a spell on my father that gives him a huge boner any time he's within a few feet of "me" (he thinks I'm Brooke, Jaycee's girlfriend, right?). Like most guys who think with their dicks, he can't resist flirting with me (or, judging by his eye line, my boobs) the moment he gets that hard-on.
I've overheard him talk to Brooke (thinking it was me) with pride in his voice.
"Looks like you take up after your old man after all," he told him. "You oughta hold on to her. With any luck, she'll age as gracefully as your mother has."
This is all pretty twisted, but that still doesn't come close to the awkwardness of the conversation I've had with Michelle. At some point when it was just the two of us, she wanted to know more about "me" (Brooke) and my background. That wasn't so bad, but the hard part came when she asked me what I was doing with my brother. (Knowing my sister, this is code for "you could do better." Thanks, sis!) I was forced in a position to sing my own praises, which really isn't something I'm very good at. And let's face it, it's not like I have ever scored crazy hot chicks in the past (well, there was Mandy, but we all know how well that went). It was hard to tell if she bought it, but obviously I look so hot and attracted to "Jaycee" that she probably believed me.
And when I thought it couldn't get any worse, Brooke confides in me late at night (when it's just us) that he rather likes my sister. As in, "likes" her, y'know? After a few days of these shenanigans, I kind of lost my temper a bit and told him that under no circumstances would I ever allow it. One thing led to another and certain words were used that probably exceeded my actual feelings. I soon found myself almost too horny to think, begging for Brooke to (ahem) "stuff his meat hammer in my hot forge" (which is so lame that I'm wondering if he didn't force those words out of me to further humiliate me). He did, though, but not before he forced my body to change into another woman.
He turned me into my goddamn sister, then screwed the living daylights out of me.
This is so twisted, I have no words...
--Jaycee
Comments
Jaycee Knight
The long straw, maybe? Yeah, whatever it is, he's getting it and I'm not.
IvyReed
Brook really seems to be getting... what's the opposite of the short straw? like a lucky streak, I wonder if she'll get what's coming to her.
