No.

You decide to give it a while before you attempt to find out whether you've impregnated Gemma and lifted the curse. Unfortunately the curse never came with an instruction book and with this as in many of the things you've had to deal with only trial and error can provide the rules that govern the changes. You curl up on the bed next to Gemma, even though with the would be dominatrix still tied spreadeagled you have to awkwardly lie curled on the edge of the bed. The slim bondaged girl moans and grunts at you for several minutes through her gag and wriggles and writhes against her bonds. Eventually she settles down and you drift off to sleep.

Several hours later you wake up once again. When you start to stretch, to remove the cramps you feel from the awkward way you slept, Gemma wakes as well. Her brown eyes look confused for a moment until she tries to move and feels the ties still around her wrists and ankles. Memory and realisation come back to her, but she remains quiet and still, simply staring at you and no doubt wondering what you plan to do next.

"Well Gemma." You say quietly. "I guess it's time to see whether I've succeeded in lifting the curse."

You stand up and stare down at the bound girl. Her bald cunt is still puffy and raw from the pounding you gave her, the dark cuntlips are swollen and crusted with both your own semen and her vaginal juice. You remember how tight and hot Gemma's cunt was around your cock and you start to stroke yourself at the thought. Looking into her eyes you are surprised that her expression doesn't look angry at all. She naturally looks nervous and embaressed, but there's something else there too that you can't quite figure.

Your cock starts to stiffen and for a second or two you feel you might have lifted the curse, then the infuriating tingle throughout your body sets in and you know you have failed. A few seconds later you pick yourself back off the floor after transforming and becoming Doe again. You stare down at your lush female body sadly.

"Oh fuck." You moan.

You really believed that you would beat the curse. Now you feel dejected and sickened. You've **** Gemma and will probably be in serious trouble now and all for nothing. Dejectedly you remove Gemma's gag and sit beside her sniffling miserably.