A big old piece of meat

What Brad was greeted with was a completely naked Rose. She was completely smooth, everything was tone, and even her hips and ass had the perfect curvature that Brad loved. Unfortunately for Brad there was one thing out of place; and that was a 10 inch dick semi erect looking ready to strike.

“What. The. Fuck.” was all Brad could manage as his hopeful conquest was now looking like a dud. “What’s wrong baby?” Rose asked honestly very confused, “I thought you could tell I was a lovely shemale, even as we kissed and all,” she responded almost in a teasing manner. “Oh fuck no you fag, I don’t swing that way,” Brad suddenly responded in a somewhat liquid courage way, “I like pussy, and I give it anyways I don’t receive.” Now this somewhat pissed off Rose who even thought has had bad experiences before, this one for whatever reason was getting to her in a bad way. “You know you don’t have to be a pussy bitch about it you transphobe” she quipped back, “and let’s not forget you didn’t exactly pull away from my kiss, so that kinda makes you one you know,” she said knowing it would rile him up. “Oh fuck you you fake bitch, I would never sleep with a fake woman, and I would never EVER take a duck no matter how big it was, and FYI I am still a bit buzzed so no, I couldn’t tell you were a disgusting faggot trans-bitch,” he responded with all the drunken bitterness he could.

This was the final straw for Rose who finally snapped, “oh that’s it you stuck up bitch, you completely done it now,” she said as suddenly her eyes started to glow red. “What the fuck are you talking about, and why the fuck are you eyes now that color,”asked Brad confused but annoyed. “Little did you know, and not that you would even care to, I’m a voodoo priestess, that’s how I became a shemale,” she said as the rooms energy suddenly turned and Brad was soon losing some confidence. “Haha very funny, what you want me to apologize for calling you a fag?,” Brad somewhat asked, but he could see she was in no mood and suddenly felt he was in deep shit. “We’re passed that point now Brad, it’s time for you to pay for your bigoted ways,” she said almost sounding like a witch off of like charm or Buffy. “The spirits are about to take you and will now curse you Brad, any last words before they do my work?,” she asked as her hair was now standing up and a sudden gust of wind nearly blew Brad out of the room. “Im sorry please stop what your doing,” Brad got out as the wind kept picking up speed. “Not good enough bitch,” Rose boomed out “it’s time for your punishment.”

A sudden light engulfs the room and within a few seconds, the room returns to normal, but the curse on Brad has become a reality.