At the very basement of Fairy Towers, something strange is going on. Behind the steel doors which many enter, very few ever leave. Down there many experiments are going on and poultices of nefarious substances adorn the walls. All in the name and art of science and transformation. Whether they wanted it or not those who agreed to test these liquids ended up eternally changed.
The range of Potions developed by our slightly unhinged scientists increases every day. Currently on our rack we have this selection;
The Baby Blue Potion - Basement
The Black Potion - Berry
The Brown Potion - Gary
The Dark Green Potion - The Sheriff
The Light Green Potion - Def Leppard
The Orange Potion - Miracle
The Pink Potion - It’s Pink
The Purple Potion - Robin Hood
The Red Potion - Hilton
The Royal Blue Potion - Ronseal
The Silver Potion - Robot
The White Potion - Skyscraper
The Yellow Potion - RJ
Rest assured that all of these have been thoroughly tested out in R+D but slight hiccups will always happen. Unfortunately as you can see, our scientists in their haste haven’t labelled the creations properly... So everyone ends up taking a chance!
The only problem is, you are now here as our next guinea pig. So, which potion will you choose?
Here goes the first part of a WIP story Im making. Let me know what you think xEFx
Aimee + David
She had known about him for quite a while now. He made it a little obvious she thought but nobody seemed to realise. Still, it was much more fun for her that way. She couldn’t wait until she could trap him in her web and mould him to however she liked. With a small giggle to herself Aimee finished applying her lipstick and followed him.
He had had yet another boring day. Same old same old, nothing seemed to change day in and day out. He thought he caught her staring at him again. What was with her? Those green glowing eyes, gleaming as if she was seeing right into his soul, exploring him from within and making his desires rise to the surface. But that cant be right, can it? It’s true that whenever he saw her staring or when she was near he started having those feelings. Feelings he loved but was slightly ashamed of. Feelings he just couldn’t get to grips with. Feelings that ate into his bank account and caused him to have a secret compartment in his closet. Why did he always feel like dressing up when he saw her? When she stared, why did he feel like he needed to be encased in silk, satin, chiffon, cotton, lace, the works? How did her stare make him want to dress like a girl? Most people who saw her wanted to see her in and most definitely out of her underwear, he wanted to know how she looked in it and how he could get a body like it, to be able to dress sexily and be a girl, a trap, a sissy boy, her sissy. Shaking his head and trying to compose himself, David pulled on his coat and set off home.
She kept out of his line of sight and followed. She’d done it before and not got caught. She knew his route home very well and knew which turning to take, it made it easy for her to head him off and confront him in the perfect isolated area. Today was the day to do it she thought. She’d told him it had been coming and to expect her to come and teach him properly. She had to stifle another giggle as she thought of all the the things she’d made him do, seen him do, all the things he’d told her. He didn’t know though, he had no clue that she was so close. To hin, all she was was a name on a screen. A username to whom he could be himself, or more correctly, herself. Aimee enjoyed being his online confidant and part time virtual mistress and sex partner. She always enjoyed this type of thing and he certainly wasn’t the first. She’d done this before, making guys feel pretty, either with or without their consent. Years ago she first discovered this love when she was younger. In her room with a boy, as each others curiosity grew and clothes were shed she got a little disappointed that the boy didn’t look as sleek as her friends. Sleep-overs do a lot to a girl and her eyes were always watching, devouring the pretty sights and taking in the supple soft sexy shapes. The boy was not any of these things. He was square-ish, blocky and too straight, there were no curves, softness or bumps to him. She was hit with a brain-wave at that point, why not make boys cute? She asked him politely, holding her arm out and using her upper arms to squeeze her growing breasts together, creating an inviting cleavage. At the end of her arm was her panties and he took little persuading to put them on. It sent a shiver through her spine as she saw this masculine figure in her tiny purple panties, his cock sticking out of it obscenely. To this day it was still the biggest dick she’d ever seen and seeing it being badly contained within girls underwear opened her flood-gates. She didn’t know what came over her after that but he liked her lips around his penis. He liked his balls being tickled through the cotton. He didn’t argue when she squeezed his ass cheeks. He grunted in unsure pleasure when she pushed her finger into his anus. She loved the fact she could do this to him and her let her do it.
Back into reality she stood at the end of the alleyway as he walked towards her, listening to his music and not paying attention. When he looked up he stopped dead, stood aback that Aimee was in front of him with her hands on her hips. Unusual he thought, he’d never seen her around here before. Meekly he raised his hand to say hi and started walking again.
“Is that all I get? A hi?” she questioned.
David spun round in shock.
“Oh I’m sorry” he mumbled, “I don’t know what else to say really.”
“How about asking me how I am? Then offering me a drink of that, its very warm you know.”
David looked down at the bottle of water in his hand and awkwardly thrust his arm forward, proffering the bottle.
“Thank you” she said. Aimee gulped down the liquid and watched out of the corner of her eye as she bent her head back more than usual and stuck her chest out as far as she could as she drank. She knew he’d watch her as she did so, looking at her feminine outline. She knew his thoughts were not the same as every other guys, he wanted to be her not do her.
“So,” she continued, “are wearing a thong today?”
“What?” He spluttered and stammered, “why would I, what? Why, errrrr, no, Im not wearing a thong. Why would I do that?”
David let out a very nervous laugh as Aimee’s face set in mock disdain.
“Because I asked you to and you promised you would.”
David had made that promise. But it was to someone else. Or so he thought. He shuffled nervously as she smiled at him.
“Don’t tell me you broke a promise? That’ll never do. I hope you tell her the truth.”
“What are you talking about? You’re not making sense.”
David tried to bluff his way out of it but it was dawning on him, he knew who she was and she had made him promise to wear a thong today. He was wearing it of course, he didn’t want to upset her. A small black one he’d bought two weeks ago, part of a nice underwear set. Black and lace effect with a small pink bow in the centre, with a tiny diamonte gem in the centre of that. He was quite glad she hadn’t ‘forced’ him to wear the bra as well. A thong could be well hidden in day to day life, underneath his jeans but everyone would be able to see the bra straps through his t-shirts, not to mention the padded cups which would have given him a bit more of a prominent chest. But he knew not that Aimee was the same girl that he made the promise to, until now.
“I told you to wear a thong,” she said as she walked closer to him, “and you told me that you would.”
Suddenly she thrust her hand down the back of his jeans and before he had chance to react her hand rested on one of his butt cheeks. She smiled to herself, there was no material in the way of her hand, it was bare buttock. A cold shiver ran up David’s spine as her hand gently squeezed before tracing over the thin strip of material running up between his cheeks. She pulled and and flicked it before removing her hand from his jeans.
“You lied to me,” she said in a sultrily threatening way, “you are wearing what I asked you to.”
“Yes”
“Why do you look so worried? I told you I would be coming to you soon. Fluttering into your life to weave my magic. The Evil Fairy clearly has some work to do with you. Lets go to your place”
The remainder of the walk seemed to take forever in David’s mind. He was so nervous he was sure that he was going to forget the way to his own house. Once inside, Aimee had placed her rucksack on the table and sat herself down on his sofa. He went into the kitchen and got himself a glass of water to try and calm himself down. He slowly made his way towards the sofa where she sat. David cleared his throat and sat down.
“What are you going to do to me?” he said with a slight hint of fear in his voice. “I’ve never told anyone and I don’t want people to know this. I, I’m confused.”
“There is no need to be confused David, its perfectly natural. Im here to make you cute. Im here to make you into you”
“But Im already me”
“Silly boy, I mean, silly girl. Im here to make you into who you’ve always been. Whether you like it or not. Now, get my bag and lets go upstairs.”
Aimee didn’t so much as ask this but commanded it. She got up and strode upstairs. David hurriedly collected her bag and followed her. His heart was beating madly in his chest with anticipation with what was to come. He’d promised her many things and in turn she’d promised him much more. He couldn’t believe it was happening. Nervously he opened the door to his own room to find her sat on the edge of his bed.
“Right David, take your clothes off.” She said this so bluntly that his hands instantly reached for the neck of his t-shirt to pull it off. “Oh no, that will never do. I cant go around calling my sissy David. Thats a boys name, we need a girls name for you, your real name. How about Jessica? Or Missy? Or Leanne? Or Katie? Or Darcy? Or even Stephanie? No, I have the perfect name for you my dear. From now on I’m going to call you Lauren. Learn to love it.”
David couldn’t believe his ears as he kicked off his jeans. As he undressed she was sat there deliberating a name for him. A name to use when he was dressed up as a girl. A name for when she was dressed as she should. Her name. Lauren stood before Aimee in just her small black thong. The girl known as the Evil Fairy jumped up and clapped her hands with glee. She had noticed that is white skin was impeccably smooth, he must kept his shaving regimen going. His chest was smooth, his arms were smooth, his legs were totally hairless and willowy. She was so pleased that she had such a good body to work with. She looked him up and down, enjoying his slight frame and shaven body. She had to know further, did he shave all the way?
He stood in total stillness, not knowing what would come next. What was she going to make him do? How did she manage to get him in this position? Why couldn’t he fight it? Why was the name Lauren sounding better every after passing second? Thoughts rushed around her head, a pink haze coming down over her eyes. She was loving every second of this, deep down she’d always wanted this. Lauren was waiting for her mistress and guider to command her again
“Lauren,” Aimee began, “I want to know how much of a good girl you are. How much have you shaved for me babe? Take your thong off for me”
The sweetness of those words melted into Lauren’s ears and she obediently dropped her thong down her bare legs. She stood before Aimee, naked and hairless save for a thin rectangle of light brown hair just above her penis. Her cock was limp and lifeless, hanging there on top of her shaven pink balls. Lauren began to blush as her girl cock twitched slightly at sensation of being freed from its thong. Aimee stood up and stoked Lauren’s chest and arms, lingering before going lower to stroke her legs. Lauren hoped she was as soft skinned and pleasant to the touch as Aimee wanted, judging by the look on her face, she was. As Aimee gently stroked her balls, Lauren instinctively bit her lip and tried to will her cock back down but it didn’t work, her little ‘girl’ was waking up, much to her embarrassment.
“Oh look, it’s alive. Does it feel good Lauren? Your perky cute girl cock is all excited to see me. I’l soon sort it out.” And with that Aimee gave the poor crossdresser a sharp slap on her ass. “See? It’s going down now. We cant have her up, getting in the way and spoiling our fun. Now, pick a number between 1 and 3.”
Lauren hesitated before picking the number 2.
“Good choice babe. You get to wear white for me. So pure and virginal. I bet Lauren is a virgin isn’t she?”
Lauren stood and slowly nodded her head. David never had any real luck with the girls and Lauren was too scared of herself to do anything with boys. Lauren watched as Aimee reached into her rucksack and pulled out some girly clothes, all for her to wear. First came the underwear, it was cute and pure white. The bra was perfect and would fit Lauren exactly, it had little pink bows on the straps and a cute lace effect flower design on the cups as most bras do. The edges of those delicate cups were finished by a small fuchsia pink frill. The high cut panties matched perfectly, designed to invade between a girls cheeks whenever she bent over, giving anyone who saw them a generous view of bum flesh whilst still keeping the assumed modesty of panties by not showing off all of the ass. These panties were pure white too and covered in frills all over the rear and most of the front. The only part not frilly was a small translucent triangle that contained a solitary pink bow. This pink bow was also matched on the almost knee high socks that Aimee produced out of her bag next, white socks that had one lone pink frill near the top and a long pink bow at the side. Lauren gulped in anticipation as each garment was placed on the bed.
“Go ahead Lauren, put them on”
Slowly she held the frilly panties in front of her and admired how pretty they were before gingerly stepping through the leg holes and sliding them up her smooth pins, enjoying the comforting feel of the fabric against her skin. Aimee commanded that she hold her arms up and she did as she was told, like a good girl. Aimee placed the girly boys arms through the straps of her new bra and fastened it around her. It hugged Lauren tightly but not too tight, just tight enough to do its job of holding her boobs in place, boobs Lauren was desperately hoping for one day but did not have right now. Looking down at her cups she felt flat and insignificant as she saw the vacant space between the insides and the pinkness of her small nipples. Crushingly reality came back to David. He wasn’t a girl. Despite standing there in front of the demanding blonde whilst dressed in the cute white underwear she had picked especially for him, he couldn’t picture himself as the girl he was trying to be. Stood there David fell completely silent, trying hard to make sure the tears didn’t come from his eyes. He was so pleased right now, being accepted as a girl, as Lauren. But after seeing the lack of fullness in his bra, it simply upset him.
As if sensing things could be going downhill, Aimee snuck behind Lauren and squeezed her ass cheeks. Lauren in an instant moved her hands round to her butt. Aimee took this opportunity to slip a pair of soft breast-forms into Laurens bra. They were only small handfuls but they would more then do the job. Aimee knew this was the best way to go. Giving a sissy giant boobs straight away was ridiculous, especially as most sissies don’t suit huge breasts. No, Aimee knew best and knew that Lauren would be overjoyed at her chest bumps. True to her thoughts, Lauren cautiously hovered her hands over the bra and gently lowered them, feeling the rounded cups, feeling the feminine shape, feeling the weight within her bra. Her bra. Lauren’s bra had breasts in it.
The feelings of upset and terror from a few moments ago melted away as David melted away into the background and Lauren took centre stage, he was most definitely a she now! Never mind about the dangling meat between her legs, that was now tucked away inside these sexy cute panties. Lauren was a lovely cute girl and nothing could halt this now. With Lauren lost in this pink haze of girlyness, Aimee took the opportunity to to guide the blossoming girl to the bed and sat her down. Lauren stared intently into Aimee’s face as she tied her hair into two high loose pigtails and lightly dusted her cheeks, eyes and lips with the make up David had bought a long time ago and hidden away from prying eyes.
“Now, we cant have you wandering around in just your underwear you silly girl. We’ll have to get you into some clothes. Isn’t sweet of me to bring you some? Now, lets see what we have in here for you”
Lauren watched with amazement as Aimee pulled out what seemed to be a complete school uniform, a girls school uniform. Aimee held the crisp white shirt open and Lauren obediently stood up and let her place her arms into the light sleeves. From behind, Aimee’s hands buttoned up the shirt as Lauren concentrated on the short plaid skirt. Badly she wanted to be in that skirt, feeling the air on her legs and wafting up to her panties, cooling her where she was sure to get the hottest. She looked down at her legs and knew that they would look fantastic with the straight edge of the skirt framing the top of her thighs. As she stepped into the skirt and felt it being pulled up her legs, Lauren’s mind swam with possibilities. Walking down the street arm in arm with Aimee, as two girlfriends shopping in the town, meeting up with more friends in the mall, trying on dresses and giggling about everything. Eating a salad in the food court, enjoying a fresh milkshake as the cute boys on the far table cant stop staring. Dressing up for a date, making sure the guy gets a good glimpse of her sexy panties, making sure she gets lucky, giving him the greatest blowjob he could imagine, having her pussy taken for the first time by a thick cock....
Lauren was snapped out of her reverie by a sharp slap on her ass. She looked up to see Aimee’s stern face looking back at her.
Its another Question styled thingy! Oh yeah. Anyways, this time around Im gonna make it all multiple choice questions, so its easier. Kind of. Eventually I will give you all the answers to the old quiz but not yet. So yeah, you can still try it. Nothing to do with the fact that not that many people have tried it... Look at the number of fans I have. Yeah, the amount of people who tried it is still only in the lower double digits... Grrrrrr.
1. Dave Gorman, a man of many talents but what do we have in common?
a) I also have a badly made tattoo of my own face
b) I am involved in a GoogleWhack
c) There is a Dave Gorman in my family
2. Im a big fan of Doctor Who. Every fan has two Doctor based facts; their favourite Doctor and the very first Doctor they saw, who becomes ‘their Doctor’. So, who is ‘My Doctor’?
a) The 8th Doctor (Paul McGann)
b) The 9th Doctor (Christopher Eccleston)
c) The 7th Doctor (Sylvester McCoy)
3. Following on from number 2, who is my favourite Doctor?
a) The 8th Doctor (Paul McGann)
b) The 9th Doctor (Christopher Eccleston)
c) The 10th Doctor (David Tennant)
4. Im from the North and as such recieve abuse from Southerners on a regular basis. I avoid London generally. On one of my few visits there, what insult did I get in a coffee shop?
a) “You’re a Northern Monkey, Im not gonna call you Aimee, Im gonna call you Ape-y”
b) “Who’s taking that dog for a walk? Call the RSPCA”
c) “Oh look its the Elf of Shit”
5. On a less insult filled trip, I spent some nights with a lucky guy. However, he always kept an item of clothing on when in bed. What was it?
a) His socks
b) His West Ham United Shirt
c) His beanie hat
6. I have a selection of Post-It notes in my drawer, what shape are they in?
a) Rectangles
b) Hearts
c) Clouds
7. In the T.V. series True Blood, which character have I had many sex dreams about recently?
a) Eric
b) Sam
c) Bill
8. Name my favourite Pokemon
a) Manaphy
b) Torchic
c) Shinx
9. In High School I was suspended for 5 days for what?
a) Hitting a girl in the face
b) Stealing the Science Teachers’ whisky
c) Pyromania
I recently had a massive overhaul in my personal life which, although I’m not huge into discussing I will slightly mention and go over while I’m here. I find it difficult to relay this and vent it to my friends because they simply and plainly don’t understand. Yes, we may live in an age where it seems rare to find kids still living with both mommy and daddy and true to form only 2 of my bezzy buddys still have both at home. Most still live with mum, and one has a mum known locally as Muse. This is because she had such a huge reputation that people believe she has her own ‘super massive black hole’. Its ok to laugh.
To cut a long story short, the people I could lean on most ended up leaving and I had a huge massive blowout with my mother. So I now live in my partners house and yesterday was the icing on this big cake of loveliness. A huge row erupted over the phone and my mum pretty much proved she has suddenly decided to forget every piece of information she’s ever known about me. It’s fine though, I’m only her daughter, it’s not as if I’m supposed to feel wanted or anything or as if she’s meant to know things about me.
So in honour of this amazing feat I bring to you *fanfare* ta da da dah *fanfare*
The Evil Fairy Knowledge Test Quizzy Type Thing (patent pending)
I can guarantee some of my friends here on IF will get a higher score. So, if you feel like playing along at home just message me your answers and I’ll let you know how well you scored. Hell, if it gets popular I may even make some t-shirts. Also just so you know, the first three really obvious ones, my mum got wrong in the space of three minutes.
1) When is my birthday?
2) Due to the birthday, what star sign am I?
3) What is my favourite colour? [Its not purple...]
4) What is my favourite TV Show? [Clue: It’s an older British show]
5) What is my 2nd favourite TV Show? [Clue: It’s a US Show]
6) Name the actor who stars in both the above show. [Yeah, that gives it a tiny bit away]
7) Biscuits, name my favourite.
8) Whats my first name? [Spell it right!]
9) Whats my middle name? [It begins with an S]
10) What popular ‘girls drink’ do I detest? [Begins with a B]
11) Ricky Gervais is a comedy genius. Am I lying?
12) Doctor Who is amazing. Am I lying?
13) Currently, US import shows are much better than the UK. Am I lying?
14) Clash of the Titans is a great film. Am I lying?
15) I have a not so secret crush on Jesse Spencer. Am I lying?
16) I have a not so secret crush on Cheryl Cole. Am I lying?
17) I love Pokemon games. Am I lying?
18) Apple cider tastes awful. Am I lying?
19) Pear cider tastes awful. Am I lying?
20) I own four dildos, one vibrator and two strap-on harnesses. Am I lying?
21) Who is my favourite comedian?
22) Who is my favourite Python?
23) What colour is my DS?
24) What colour is my PSP?
25) What other gaming consoles do I own?
26) Tea or coffee?
27) Pepsi or coke?
28) WWE or TNA?
29) Heels or Flats?
30) Do you like me?
Yeah, that last question was too sappy but hey, its my set of questions.
Happy quizzing!
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Woooooooooooooo the fairy of evilness finally gets round to doing a new blog. Right. Im gonna try and make this one a must read for people so it kinda stops random messages, especially those with the three letters asl in them. So I begin,
Hello! I am the Evil Fairy. I am a 19yr old girl who lives in the North of England. As you can tell from my galleries and my favourites, I have quite a wide array of sexual likes. I like a lot of things and only really draw the line at scat, toilet play etc. I am a big fan of hentai n shemales. Shemales to me have the best of both worlds. I think the reason I like shemales so much is because Iv always wanted to know what its like to own a penis.
I currently do not have a boyfriend but that does not mean Im in the market nor does it mean Im some two bit whore who needs to have your msn so we can 'talk dirty' n show you my tits so you can wank away in your little room like a leper. I know most of the men here are not like that but a few are! Be considerate will ya? Sheesh. Essentially Im trying to say that I aint no slut and if you randomly give me your addy, you've got another thing coming.
Im a rocking fairy who spends her time listenin to music and playin some select computer games, mainly Pokemon, Final Fantasy and Legend of Zelda. Im thinking of getting the LoZ triforce logo tattooed on myself somewhere so let me know of any ideas whereabouts it should go :)
I have nothing more to say right now so I bid you adieu Fairy lovers *big kisses*
Hello there. This is my first blog. Not got much to say at the moment, feeling a bit under the weather so to speak but I'll come up with a decent blog tommorrow lol. Probably along the lines of most blogs I've read on here, all about sex. So it'll be about that I suppose, my turn ons, turn offs, good times, bad times and other things that I cant think of right now. If you're a fan, good on you and thanks. Dont forget to leave comments or message me if you wana know anythin or if you have ideas for what I can write about. Or not lol its ne bother
