So what was this slutscreen all about? Brooke and I discussed it, and quickly figured it out: it would gradually turn someone — anyone — into an increasingly horny bimbo. Depending on the starting point, it would take more or less sunscreen to make it happen. As I started from a male, it took more slutscreen to affect me. For Brooke, the transition was not nearly as big, so just a bit would make her come like a freight train.
Because we’d both had a go at it, we decided to call a truce: we agreed not to use any of our gadgets on each other for the remainder of the trip. Everybody else was fair game, and we could not refuse to be the other’s wingman if asked.
Brooke was first to ask. She wasn’t interested in the girl she had targeted, a brunette named Alexandra. It was just that while in the ladies’ bathroom, this Alexandra had given Brooke this snobbish, “you’re-a-tramp-and-I’m-better-than-you” up and down look. So Brooke asked me to “bring her down a notch” and (I’m quoting) “deliver her to me.”
So later that day, while that Alexandra was away swimming, I sprinkled some faerie dust onto her beach towel. When she came back and after she had dried herself, I approached her. Her inhibitions were down, and it was a simple matter for me to flirt with her. I didn’t use to be very good at it, but combining the help with the faerie dust with my faerie sight, I had her wrapped around my little finger in less than 15 minutes. That’s when I offered to put some slutscreen on her (not that I called it that, of course). She readily agreed, and a few minutes later, she’d gone from a slim, attractive girl, to a Playboy-level model. (I was affected too, but since I was wearing a loose t-shirt, she couldn’t notice the small breasts I’d grown.) Her arousal, already growing from lowered inhibitions and successful flirting, was getting pretty high, and I had no problems convincing her to follow me back to my room.
Where Brooke was waiting.
I ushered Alexandra inside, tossed Brooke the slutscreen, and closed the door behind her. I went back to the beach for the following hour, confident that Brooke would have her begging for sex within minutes.
(Later, Brooke told me she was offended by that expectation. “Minutes? Really? You should know me better than this, bro — she was begging me to take her after 20 seconds.”)
The next day, it was going to be my turn.
–Jaycee
6 thoughts on “Mischief in Cuba (Part V)”
Jake
What did Brooke do with her once she was done? And even as a woman, Brook sure knows how to get into a girls pants.
Zen
Is it safe to say that Alexandra learn her lesson? I’m guessing Brook had her doing whatever she wanted.
Jaycee
Without going into the details, yeah, Brooke had a lot of fun with her. Best way to describe it is that any time Alexandra wanted to initiate something, Brooke would pull away a little. “No no no, you can’t have my body, you’re too GOOD for that, ‘member?”
I can promise you, Alexandra had to work real hard for every little thing. By the end, it sounds like Alexandra was very contrite, and VERY willing to do or say anything to get a piece of Brooke.
That’s all I can say about that.
–Jaycee
anasazi
Thats nice, letting Fae magic corrupt you into raping women. thats what you and Brooke did, was to rape that girl. Because she didn’t fit your idea of nice or not rude. It’s one thing to use it to sexually embarass them in public, but to humiliate, degrade, and rape one, is crossing over the line. Now thats just my opinion but it’s still wrong.
Gallstone
… You do realize the two of you are becoming evil, don’t you? =_= You don’t even have the excuse of being a borderline airhead like Minx.
Gallstone
The only hope these two horndogs have now, is that this is another mind warp like the one Jaycee suffered when he sprang a surprise threesome on his previous girlfriend. If that isn’t it, then he and Brooke are sliding toward their personal moral event horizon — and accelerating.