Convince her She's Cursed

Kevin hailed a cab as Barbara did not want to take the subway. "Just stay quiet and as calm as possible until we get to your place," he said. "I have an idea what is going on, but I need to use your computer to research it."

Barbara just nodded and pulled the coat tight around her. They took a silent cab ride to her apartment building and went up to her fourth floor pad.

Kevin took Barbara into her bathroom. There was make-up all over the sink and on shelves. Barbara replaced the coat with a silk bathrobe hanging on the back of the bathroom door. She turned the sink on and grabbed a washcloth.

"What are you doing?" asked Kevin.

"I'm going to wash this make-up off."

"In the sink? Are you insane?"

"Why? What?"

"Geez, Babs, this is worse than I thought. We all know the cleanest water in your home is the toilet as it's flushed several times a day. Always wash your face in your toilet. The sink is gross. It just sits there collecting germs from hand washing."

"You're right. I don't know what I'm thinking," said Barbara. She knelt by the toilet, lifted the seat, dipped the washcloth in the toilet water and started washing her face.

"I'm going to use your computer to research your problem," said Kevin. "I am really good at diagnosing these things. I've cured several people, and I know I can help you."

Barbara looked up. "Thank you, Kevin. The password is B19B19."

Kevin washed Barbara used toilet water to wash her face for a moment. He stifled a laugh then went to Barbara's computer. He pulled up a few porn sites with female bondage and spanking and waited.

Barbara came out with her face clean. She sat on her couch. "Find anything?"

Kevin got up, walked over, and sat next to Barbara. He put a hand on her knee. "I'm glad we are such good friends, and I'm the one to break this to you."

"Oh, Kevin, what is it?"

"I know you trust me completely, so I'm just going to come right out and say it: You've been cursed."

Barbara stared in disbelief for a moment. "Wait, what? How? Who? Why?"

"I don't know, but it happens in stages. When you showed up for work in just your bra and panties with four layers of make-up on, and insisted I take photos of you by the urinals..."

"Wait, I showed up in my underwear?"

"Yes, you just walked right in in your bra and panties. You then insisted I take photos of you by the urinals."

"But everyone did that!"

"Seriously? It's a law firm. Why would we do something so bizarre and unprofessional? You emailed those photos to everyone in the firm. You made a complete fool of yourself."

Barbara put her head in her hands. "Oh my god, what have I done?"

"Babs, it's not your fault. You have been cursed, but it does get worse."

Barbara's head shot up. "How so?"

"Well, the curse manifests itself in stages. Stage one is yo do things like forget to get dressed and make a fool of yourself without knowing you're doing it. Stage two has probably already happened."

"What's stage two?"

"Stage two, well, it's embarrassing."

"What is it?! Tell me!"

"Well, um...your clit is no longer in your...you know vagina."

"What, what happened?"

"It's now in your anus."

"My anus?!" Barbara started to tremble. "This can't be happening."

"Yes, any time something goes in or out of your rectum, you will orgasm. I'm sure it's already happened. Go to the bathroom, and put your finger up your ass. You'll experience a sexual thrill and probably orgasm. Go see. It's happened. You want to know."

"This just....I can't...." Barbara got up and went to the bathroom.

Kevin chuckled to himself quietly and looked around the living room. He spotted a vase of long-stem white roses which gave him an idea. He heard a gasp and moan from the bathroom then heard the sound of hands being washed. A red faced Barbara came out. She was trembling. "It's true!" she said.

"Well, it's not as bad as stage three."

"What's stage three?!" yelled Barbara.

"You lose all control of your bladder, and all of your hair falls out."

Barbara collapsed to her knees and started sobbing. "This just can't be..." she said over and over.

"There is good news, Babs."

Barbara wiped her nose on her sleeve. "What is it?"

"I know the cure," said Kevin. "I can fix this."

Barbara crawled over to Kevin and put her head on his knees. "Thank you. I'll do anything!"

"Well, the cure is intense. We need to start immediately to hold off stage three. You have to follow my instructions now matter what. Some of the things you'll have to do may be very degrading and humiliating."

"I'll do anything!" said Barbara.

"Good, I'm glad you trust me enough to do whatever I tell you, and you have complete confidence in me. Now, get up and take off the bathrobe and your panties."

Barbara got up and did as Kevin told her. She stood in just her bra and shoes and had her hands over her crotch.

"Turn around and put your hands on your knees."

Barbara did as she was told.

"I'm going to have to put three of your roses up your butt. Trust me, it must be done; roses have a lot of magical power. You'll become very turned on by this because of stage two."

"OK, do whatever you must," said a still trembling Barbara.

Kevin got three of the roses and made sure there were no thorns. He then slid one at a time slowly up Barbara's rectum as she clenched her teeth so as not to moan to loudly. When he was finished, Kevin had Barbara stand up. He walked to a window and opened it. "You need to hang your butt out the window. I have to go buy some supplies for the cure. I'll use your credit card of course."

"Put my butt out the window? With the roses hanging out? I can't do that!"

"Babs, if you don't, the curse will become permanent. You'll keep doing humiliating things without realizing it, your hair will all fall out...."

"OK, I'll do it!" said Barbara. She walked gingerly to the the window. She backed up to the window and stuck her butt out. "This is so humiliating."

"Yes, but not as humiliating as being bald and having to wear a diaper for the rest of your life," said Kevin. "Stay that way and suck your thumb until I get back. I'll try to be quick."

Barbara looked defeated. She started sucking her thumb as Kevin went to her purse and took her credit card. "Hang in there!" he said before leaving. On the street he looked up and saw Barbara's glorious butt sticking out her fourth floor window. He took a photo with his phone. He was getting turned on by having Barbara humiliate herself. He looked up the address of the nearest grocery store. It was only a few blocks away, and he whistled as he took his time to walk to it.