Make breakfast.

You pocket your phone. It's time to get ready for the day. The curse is still there, hardly, but it isn't going way anytime soon. It's Tuesday now. That's the second of the seven days Shindra demanded of you. With all the strange happenings the day before, you start to worry if you can make it that long. This whole situation is cruel beyond imagination.

A turn of the knob and you pass through your bedroom door into the living room. You're starving! The strange thing is you swear you can smell something cooking. It's a heavenly, delicious scent--sausage and something else. Did you leave the oven on before bed?

You follow the smell through your apartment and into the kitchen to find quite a sight. You nearly **** in surprise.

In front of your oven, holding a frying pan over the element, is Mira. She isn't wearing what she was before, however. Now she wears the cutest black and white maid outfit you've ever seen in your life. The front is cut low enough to show off her ample bosom and the skirt is incredibly short. Her black tail droops down through it to swing slowly back and forth in front of the backs of her legs--covered up to her knees in stockings.

"Mira. What are you doing?" you question, taking a moment to readjust your pants.

"I'm cooking you breakfast, Master Doe. Isn't that all right?" She smiles.

"I guess, but... where did you get that outfit?"

"You told me to wear something else. My other clothes made you sad, so I went out and got new ones. You don't like it?"

"It's certainly very nice looking..."

She grins and giggles. In joy, her tail raises and wags, pulling up the back of her skirt to reveal fully a thin pair of pure white panties. You feel your cock stretch behind the fabric of your trousers, pushing your boxer briefs to the limit. It gets even worse once the stroking sensation picks up. It fully jerks your hard shaft.

She stands there in front of the stove with the back of her skirt completely uplifted. Her thighs so smooth, and her rear cheeks perfectly round. A moment later she turns to you, pointing her cleavage in your direction, just wanting to be squeezed... but you can't think about that! It's the curse talking. It's making you want these things even more.

Are you weak? Hell no. Shindra thinks you are but you'll prove her wrong. You have the self control to last more than a couple days at the very least.

"I'll wait in the living room!" you awkwardly stutter before heading back.

You drop onto the couch and sigh loudly. That was something. Luckily for you, it takes her awhile longer and you rest with some television. But eventually she strolls back in with a plate of sausage and hash browns on a plate with a fork at the ready. She bends down and hands it to you with a big smile across her face and colour to her cheeks.

"Please enjoy," she says softly.

Trying your best to avert your eyes without looking odd, you nod and take the meal.

"Thanks. Really, this means a lot."

She laughs and bounces back up.

"Anything for you!"

And with that, she skips back into the kitchen. You begin to hear the rattling of plates and other dishes, as well as the water running. The food itself is actually delicious. Maybe taking this poor girl in wasn't such a bad idea. Though, given your condition, maybe it was. Well, you're in deep now. All you can do is enjoy the food and hope for the best.

You finish your food several minutes later and decide what you're going to do today.