It is the good thing to do

Erin had always thought of herself as a well-behaved woman with a good education. The moment the old woman offered her the first sip, Erin knew she needed to accept it otherwise the old woman would be disappointed. It was the good thing to do. Erin took the small cup from the old hag's hands.

"Thank you it is very considerate of you." Said Erin before taking the first sip of the fountain water. Erin never had tasted something so good before. It was a mix of strawberry and cotton candy.

"Oh, my this is so good." Said Erin. The first thing she knew was that she had emptied the cup. When she turned around to look back at the old woman, she was next to the male statue and her hand was stroking the marble cock. Erin looked at her with a bit of revulsion in her eyes.

"What are you doing? and how did you manage to walk that fast?" Asked Erin to the old woman feeling a heat building up in her stomach.

"Me nothing really just showing you the way." Said the old woman with new strength in her voice. The heat in Erin's stomach began to expand towards her small breasts and ass. It was rather a pleasant sensation. Erin even closed her eyes to enjoy it a little while. To feel that way she had to be dying of thirst that's for sure. When she opened her eyes again. Something was definitely wrong. She felt her breasts pressing against the tight fabrics of her plain bra. She could see them pushing and growing on her torso. Her hands snapped on them. She could feel the push on her palm. They were soft and yet firm. Touching them was sending jolts of pleasure down her spine. She could feel a wetness between her thighs. Her ass was expanding too. She could enjoy the same feeling coming from her rear.

Erin was too much absorbed by these new feelings and her growing assets to have noticed the old woman leaving the statue and was now standing next to her. Erin suddenly felt a cold hand touching her lower back.

"Soon you'll thank me, sweetheart. Let me give you a last gift before I go." Said a feminine voice which was definitely different from the old woman's voice was. Suddenly, the cold hand touching her back became hot unbearably hot. It almost hurt Erin. All of a sudden it was over. The hand had left a brand new tattoo on Erin's lower back. The tattoo was in fact a text in an unknown alphabet.

"What did you do?" Asked Erin almost moaning it. She was entranced by the new sensations found in her boobs and ass.

"I put the Ahegao curse on you. This will help you ease into this world. From now on the more turned on you are the less intelligent you become until you are consumed by the lust." Said the woman laughing and Erin knew this was all true. She could feel her logical thoughts fleeting away and being replaced by a powerful need to consume her desires.

"Please no, I don't want this." Pleaded Erin feeling to her knees still playing with her breasts. The woman who now looks much younger now looked at the young Erin with a smile.

"What about a bet? If you can resist the urges and don't orgasm for the next hour I will remove the curse if not you will take another sip of the fountain. What do you say? Don't forget in this world a bet is sacred you won't be able to back out."