Obviously, Martine really can’t go to work in “his” condition. For normal people, if something like that happened, you’d think they’d flip out. Not Martine, though. All of this sexual weirdness seems completely natural to her. More than it is for me, apparently. Gender swapping still weirds me out, even after everything that happened with Brooke a few years back. But no, Martine just rolls with it. She called in sick (pretending to be her own brother) and said she was taking some time off to nurse herself back to health. The truth is, she’s found a new “toy” (if you catch my meaning) and she’s been spending a lot of “private time” playing with it in the bathroom. Tonight, I decided enough was enough, and it was time to get her laid. The moment I suggested it, Martine became overly enthusiastic and took over. She knew WHERE she wanted to go, WHO she wanted to do, and I was going to help. She grabbed the car keys, gestured for me to follow, and off we were. To the SuperSexe, apparently. Yeah, that’s where she works. But looking like a man, it was completely inconspicuous. No one recognized her, but she knew everybody else. She pointed me a slim blonde with a huge rack that was quietly texting on her phone in a corner. She had short hair, glasses, and looked too smart to work in a strip joint. “That’s Evelyn,” Martin said. “She’s hot, but not at all into chicks.” There was an edge of disappointment in Martin’s tone that caught my attention. “You want her?” Martin nodded. I leaned my head toward Minx, who was discreetly perched on my shoulder. “You want to take this one?” I whispered. Minx squee’d and jumped off my shoulders, flying off toward Evelyn. I leaned toward Martin. “Why don’t you pretend you’re going to the bathroom?” Martin nodded, got up, and headed downstairs. I sat alone at the table, watching Martin go, then turning my attention to Evelyn. Minx was standing on her head throwing little bolts of energy at the girl’s boobs and crotch. Evelyn shifted around, probably trying to relieve some invisible itch without anyone noticing, but that wasn’t going to work. Minx just kept zapping and zapping. Evelyn’s nipples appeared to grow increasingly erect under the white top of her outfit. I couldn’t see what was happening at her crotch, but I could easily imagine it. After a minute of this, she got up and unsteadily headed downstairs, where Martin was waiting. I later found out the details. Apparently, Minx made it so the poor girl chose the wrong door, entering instead a closet. Minx then went to get Martin. Apparently, when Martin entered the closet, the poor girl was sitting back on a chair, both hands groping all her sensitive bits, looking like she was ready for wild sex. Which, as I understand it, Martin was happy to provide. Again, I didn’t get the details, but I was by myself for a good half hour before Martin came back. The satisfied grin on his face said it all. –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”

Wolverine not feeling like herself, today… –Jaycee “I’m doing it.” Continue reading “Members: New Cursed Combat Chick”

Both the sketch and the color version of Mondays strip are now available (members only). –Jaycee “I’m doing it.” Continue reading “Members: #219 Previews”

Hey all, I just decided to support a DeviantArt contest. This one is about Goo Girls–that’s just the general theme. 1st prize includes 4000 DA points (courtesy of yours truly). The contest is HERE! As an additional incentive for BF fans to contribute, if any of the top three contest winners is featuring a Goo-ified character from Bloomin’ Faeries!, I’ll give each of its creators a 3-month subscription to the members area. –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”

A number of readers have suggested I look into Patreon. After looking at it, I didn’t see the value it was bringing to the table. I already have a members area, I wasn’t sure there was much of a point in creating an additional, parallel system. It felt redundant to me. Then I realized Patreon supports something I don’t: CREDIT CARDS! That’s all it took to convert me. So if you were thinking of supporting Bloomin’ Faeries! but weren’t doing it because you don’t have/don’t want a Paypal account, here’s the perfect opportunity for you! You don’t get the same kind of rewards, but I’m hoping you’ll help us out anyway. We accept anything, starting as low as $1/month (which buys you lots of my love) and going as high as $25/month (limited slots, allowing you once a month to request that a character of your choice be featured in a strip–PLUS it gives you a membership to the members area). So please follow this link and throw some dollars at me.     (I feel like a cheap stripper, now…) –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”

Three new scripts in the members area. Continue reading “Members: New Scripts”

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.”

When Cammy and Chun Li’s hands get cursed, not only do they start touching themselves in naughty places, but the curse makes it so that each feels what the other is feeling. A lovely sight indeed… –Jaycee “I’m doing it.” Continue reading “Members: New Cursed Combat Chick”

First, it was Cammy that had the curse. Now, that seems to have passed on to Morrigan. What curse? Perv hands, that’s what. They’ve got a mind of their own, and that’s a dirty, dirty mind… –Jaycee “I’m doing it.” Continue reading “Members: New Cursed Combat Chick”

After the haircut incident, Minx explained to me that my powers (such as the yare) are growing, and it looks like I can unconsciously affect people around me. And when someone tells you you can change people’s gender, what do you do? You try it on someone, of course. So I tried it on myself. I willed myself to become female. Which didn’t work. That didn’t surprise Minx, who thought I was silly. “Faerie magic doesn’t work on you. Well, not very much anyway. And you’re so new at this, it’s not surprising you can’t get it to work.” So the next step in my “diabolical” gender-change plan was to try on someone else. Now I can hear some of you having ethical problems with this, but let me update you on Angelo: he’s fine, back to himself. I passed in front of the barber shop on Tuesday and he casually waved at me, with no hint in his eyes that he remembered anything (which, frankly, was a relief). So on my way to work, I tried gender-bending someone on my way to the office, some guy who was walking on the sidewalk next to me. Nothing. Tried on another passing female, with the same disappointing results. I figured maybe it was something about Angelo that made him susceptible to my ability, but didn’t want to chance it again with him. I gave Martine a call and asked her to drop by my place. She did and I explained to her what I wanted to do. She thought it was really hot and became very excited at the thought. –Wait, have I told you that Martine knows about me, the faeries, everything? I don’t remember if I’ve written about this before and, frankly, I’m too lazy to go back and re-check my posts. But if I haven’t told you, well, now you know that she knows. And if I’ve told you before, well, it doesn’t hurt to remind you in case YOU forgot, right? So I had Martine sit next to me on the couch, held her hands, and looked her in the eyes. After long moments, without any sparks and sizzle, I was sitting next to a guy. I just blinked and there he was, holding my hands, gazing at me like a lovestruck fool. Minx fluttered to my shoulder and looked at my handiwork with appreciation. “Well done,” she said. “I know, right?” I felt a sense of pride at having achieved this. My theory was right! “Um… There’s just… ah… a tiny weenie problem, Jaycee.” Minx’s voice was timid and embarrassed. “What? What’s wrong?” I offered my hand; she fluttered forward and stood on it. “You didn’t do it.” She just stood there, wringing her hands, shuffling her feet and avoiding my eyes. “What do you mean? I did it. You didn’t do it, so it’s gotta be me, righ–” I stopped talking, realizing what had happened. I looked around. Sure enough, sitting pretty on a lampshade next to us, Attitude was peering maliciously at me over her sunglasses. Aw shoot. –Jaycee “I’m doing it.”

The color version of next week’s strip is now available (members only). –Jaycee “I’m doing it.” Continue reading “Members: #218 Color Preview”

New Bloomin’ Studio! strip.

Continue reading “Members: Bloomin’ Studio! #12”