Carly vaguely remembered putting on some clothes before going out to run, hoping some exercise would clear her mind of her recent argument with her boyfriend (something about him calling her a frigid bitch). Her mind was a little foggy, now, and her legs were weak and shaking. Heat was rising within her and she wondered if she’d have enough time to get back home to screw his brains out, or just take care of business right then and there. Maybe if she hadn’t yelled so loud, she might not have irritated a nearby faerie, and things would have gone differently. –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”

Bruce’s throw had nearly hit the faerie. It didn’t matter to her that he couldn’t see her (she only appeared to him as a small dragonfly). Her spell didn’t miss Bruce, though. Now transformed into a buxom female version of himself, he struggles with the rising arousal that spreads inside him. This should be a game to remember… –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”

Ashley started the day in a foul mood, but later at the beach, she found herself unable to stop flirting with every guy who looked at her. (Seems she also had lost her bikini top, but somehow couldn’t care less.) She spent most of the day in horizontal position and gave everyone a good time. Faerie mischief? Most likely. –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”

Not realizing she had inadvertently frozen the faerie’s favorite patch of flowers, Elsa suddenly found herself with the inexplicable urge to expose herself to every person she met. The punishment may not have fitted the crime, but none of her subjects seemed to object. –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”

I suspect Ariane Saint-Amour has had no surgery, she just pissed off some faerie and is now “stuck” this way. –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”

Sheena’s new look, after she intruded once too many times on a faerie’s territory. Lesson learned. Rowr. –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”

This year, Attitude and Minx decided to give Santa a new look before he dropped in to give me my Christmas gifts. –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”

Goldilocks revisited. Once upon a time, the three bears got fed up with Goldilocks repeatedly coming over to steal their porridge. Seeking to teach her a lesson, they went into the woods with a large cauldron of porridge to visit their faerie friend. After explaining their problem, the faerie nodded and put a spell on the porridge. When Goldilocks next came to sample their porridge, it didn’t take long for the spell to take effect. Goldi found herself growing taller and more curvaceous. Moments later, her body began tingling and she was overcome with unusually pleasurable sensations. She lay back on the bed and began touching herself, moaning with delight. Her hands fluttered all over her body and she gave the three bears quite the show. The solution may not have been what the bears had in mind, but now they invite Goldilocks for magical porridge every Saturday, much to everyone’s satisfaction. The End. –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”

I’d love to get my hands on that version of Alice. Wouldn’t mind if Attitude did, either. 😉 –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”