"fun" day?

Your fathers question clearly belaying his sexualized thoughts on your change made even clearer by the way he continues to check out your body. You blush, your cursed mind rippling with erotic thoughts of following in your sisters incestuous shows. You stare at your meal, picking and nibbling in a **** attempt to keep your mind off of sex. You fail to notice that your father is not the only one enamored with your super natural beauty. As both your sister and mother have also been eyeing you up though out breakfast. "That's a very plain outfit you picked out. After breakfast you, me and Gwen are going to find something...more appropriate of your new body's natural beauty" your mother comments lustfully. You fail to notice her tone as your so lost in your attempts to clear your mind that although you heard every word It takes a moment for your mind to register their meaning.

"That sounds fun, but we have to remember not to push Stacy to hard. She's still new to this and very skittish. We have to be gentle if we want her to have fun" your sister responds with a note of authority and a wink to your mother that you fail to notice.

"I am not that fragile! I can handle trying on some outfits." Your counter.

"Well, I for one hope all my girls have fun dressing up and can't wait to see if it's even possible for you three to be any more beautiful". Your fathers words denotes the perpetual lust radiating from him. You can help thinking how much you enjoy his compliments and want to hear more. You snap from these thoughts realizing how dangerous they are.

"I...need a cold shower first. If I am to maintain my composure during our... girls time" you hesitate at the last words. Finishing the last of your breakfast you rush to the bathroom to shower. You take your time, letting the cold water cool you down until you feel as though hypothermia will set in. You reason that if your body is to busy maintaining your body heat it won't be as easy for your curse to boost your arousal.

Meanwhile in the kitchen

Your mother, father, and sister remain at the table talking about your situation.

"When she described how her erotic fantasy stories, they all have the transformed person broken by the end she described it like a **** fantasy, sexy in theory but not in practice. Given that if we intend to break her we either need to act in ways to boost up her curse without her noticing or just **** her until the pleasure of her hyped up sex organs breaks her mind into puddy. The pros of the former are she will be dad's perfect new wife loving kind and will still essentialy be to person she was in mind if not body. The latter will break her mind causing her to lust for sex and be nothing more than a mindless toy to be used at our leisure. At least that's what the text from the witch says." Gwen says as she reads from her phone.

"So honey, do you we want a second wife or a toy for our pleasure." Your mother asks

"If we make her a wife then she will be my favorite child. Unless Gwen wants to compete by becoming the third wife in my harem. If she's a toy than at least she will be pregnant with her replacement. Don't want a sex toy for a daughter." your father says clearly hoping his childrens rivalry will drive their actions in his favor.

"Then my vote is toy" I am now losing to John i sucked and fucked too hard to be your favorite and I am not giving up the privileges and presents you give me for it" Gwen spits out.

"Then I vote wife." Your father says as he gazes lustfully at Gwen. The two than look to your mother the third conspirator in your now inevitable downfall.