So Martine is now Martin. Has been for a few days, now, which is causing us no small amount of distress.
There’s a few problems with the situation. First, all the biological parts, to which Martine is not accustomed. Like having a constant erection, for example. Martine likes guys, but her penis hasn’t gotten THAT memo. And while her body is now male, she still walks and acts like a girl, which makes “Martin” appear flamboyantly gay. She still grabs my hand by reflex when we’re in public, which, well… it makes me uncomfortable, is all. I’m not into guys. I should point out, however, that if I were, Martin would be my top pick. In the same way that Martine’s female body is spectacularly hot, her male body is equally impressive. We’re talking great pecs, awesome abs, awesome muscular definition, square jaw, piercing eyes, the works.
But hey, I just don’t swing that way. Aside from that awkward moment after Attitude transformed her into him (a moment we will NOT discuss here), we’re both clear on where the other one stands.
Also there’s the matter of our “connection,” which is still there. I can read her sexual moods quite clearly, even if she’s in a male body, and I can push fantasies onto her if I’m not careful. Like yesterday during rush hour, in the crowded subway… We haven’t had sex in days and she’s been feeling quite… aroused. I noticed distractedly she was facing this very hot chick who had her back turned to Martin. She must have been going through a dry spell herself because I noticed she was fairly aroused. Before I noticed what I was doing, my mind drifted and I imagined her getting further aroused. And then, Martin’s erection would grow harder. He would make a step in her direction, his bulging crotch a mere inch from her round butt. And then, it would just take one false move, and the needy girl would bump back into him, feel that hard manhood so close to her heated parts, and…
Martin turned to me, eyes wide with alarm, and punched me in the arm. I realized what I was doing (involuntarily, I swear!) and I stopped. Disaster averted.
But part of me still thinks that would have been kind of hot. What would have the girl’s reaction been? Shock and horror, or would she have succumbed?
Maybe we’ll find out…
–Jaycee
“I’m doing it.”
10 thoughts on “Martin (I)”
Gallstone
You really are becoming a faerie… Have you measured your own height recently? Any odd itches on your back?
Jaycee
Nonsense! It’s just harmless little fun, no one got hurt. And if it’s consensual, where’s the harm? 🙂
–Jaycee
“I’m doing it.”
Laurie Kellogg
Better be careful. The faerie definition of “consensual” can be a bit … skewed.
Jaycee
I think you worry ENTIRELY too much.
–Jaycee
“I’m doing it.”
drew schneider
is it just me or has jaycee become…. less faerie wary than he used to be since minx told him her name?
Gallstone
It’s NOT just you.
Lurker
Are there any male faeries anyway?
Lunaroki
You know, I’ve been wondering that myself. Just how DO faeries reproduce? Are there male faeries? Do faeries reproduce asexually somehow? Or is the answer found perhaps in those wild faerie/squirrel parties? Hmm…
Gallstone
Jaycee once mentioned faeries sometimes hold wild parties with squirrels, although he did not say they reproduce together. *shudders*
When asked whether faeries reproduce sexually, he made a point of mentioning they at least have secondary sexual attributes. Not an absolutely convincing argument, of course, but seeing as he created the series…
My own current theory is that faeries sometimes find human males who they can somehow persuade to start using magic and cause them to mutate into male faeries. Then they jump their bones until the male dies of exhaustion, which neatly explains why we never see any of the males around, but new female faeries do pop up; they’ve bred the capacity to give birth to males out of their species and need to bring in outsiders to keep up their numbers!
Lurker
An alternative hypothesis is that there are no male faeries at all, and the aforementioned human males are getting turned into female faeries.