An irresistible femboy body, and Rose is already effected

When the light had died down, Brad was slowly able to regain his senses, and soon notice some things were off. As he looked in the mirror it became obvious that whatever Rose had done to him, it just basically cloned her to him. His legs were toned and shapely like hers, his body was smooth and soft, and he had no hair below the neck with the exception of the pubic hair. He was a bit disappointed however that he noticed that his cock didn’t grow to her size, in fact it may have even shrunken an inch or two. However he did notice that his balls were a bit larger and were pretty full with some weight to them.

After checking himself; now herself Brad considered; he then realize that Rose hasn’t said a word yet to him. He turned to Rose to see what was up and what he noticed kinda gave Brad an uneasy feeling. Still in the doorway, Rose was just lustfully staring at Brad, with her cock rock hard and just slowly stoking it with gobs of precum covering it each stoke. “Ummm, Rose, are you good?,” asked Brad, who at this point was getting hard himself even tho he really shouldn’t be. “Mmmmm, oh yes sexy,” responded Rose almost purring her answer, “oh fuck I love when I use my voodoo.” “So you just basically turned me into a copy of you then?,” Brad asked, which at the moment he wasn’t complaining. “Oh no no no,” she responded while speeding up her pace, “technically I did but I made you a bit more feminine, hence the lack of a massive cock like mine; but what I did was made your body cursed to release pheromones to anyone with a cock my size, and they will be unable to resist you and will fuck you until they cum,” she managed to explain while still stroking like crazy.

Brad suddenly had an uneasy feeling looking at Rose. “So, I’m assuming that’s why your jerking off right now then?,” he asked a bit sheepishly. “Partly,” she responded, “because I’m also holding back from just pinning you down and fucking you all night you sexy bitch,” adding a very lustful and forceful response, almost as if she was possessed by a demon. “Wait wait wait,” Brad suddenly panicked, “even the curse effects you?” “Yesss, like I said, voodoo is a powerful thing, and I did say a cock my size,” Rose responded now clearly losing the war to control her lust and raging boner.

“Rose please, I’m sorry I called you a fag, please don’t do this, fight it,” begged Brad. “Oh you silly girl,” said Rose, “you can’t fight against a voodoo curse, so I suggested that we practice tonight what your life will become bitch,” she said with a little extra venom.