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Kiana was a creature of habit, which made enacting the curse easy. Well, relatively easy. Some of the ingredients were harder to aquire than others. Dog saliva? But once he had them all aquired and mixed into a slurry, all he had to do was paint the sigils on the underside of his step-mother's exercise mat.

Kiana took over their TV room immediately after moving in and spent hours doing pilates, Zumba and yoga as soon as her new husband left for work. It did keep her figure spectacular but it was damned annoying. But knowing she would be in one place for at least an hour certainly proved lucky today! As soon as he heard her video exercise instructor's voice coming loudly from the other room, he started chanting.

The unintelligible words felt thick and slimy in his mouth. He hoped he had the pronunciation right. He hoped he wasn't just making a complete fool of himself believing in curses and magic. But it felt like something was happening. It felt like the air around him was becoming charged. The hair on his arms and legs rose. The words in his mouth seemed to be getting hot, somehow.

He pushed forward. It seemed like he'd been doing it forever. It felt like his tongue would fall off. But then there was a swell of energy that exploded out of him.

Kiana screamed.

Zach sucked desperately from a water bottle, then ran to his step-mother.

"What's wrong, Kiana?" he asked.

"I... I don't know!" she exclaimed. "It was like something shocked me!"

"Stand up!" he said. " I need to see if you're okay."

"Right, " she said standing up.

"Now hold your hands above your head and turn around slowly," he said.

"O...kay..." she said, but did as she was told.

"Now grab your ankles and wiggle your ass back and forth," he said.

She immediately complied, but once in that position she said "How is this checking if I'm okay?"

"Oh, you seem to be very okay, Kiana," he smirked. "Pull down your pants and slap your ass repeatedly, shouting 'I'm such a bitch!' between slaps until I tell you to stop."

His step-mother obeyed, banishing any doubts Zach may have had that the curse was completely effective.

"I'm such a bitch!" Slap! "I'm such a bitch!" Slap! "I'm such a bitch!" Slap!

"Harder, Kiana! Make it really sting!" he commanded.

"I'm such a bitch!" SLAP! "I'm such a bitch!" SLAP! "I'm such a bitch!" SLAP!

Once her ass had a rosy glow he told her to stop. She bolted upright and glared at him.

"What the fuck did you do to me?" she demanded.