getting home

You walk in the front door and begin to head to your room when your mother speaks.

"Don't take to long putting your new clothes away. I wanna show off your new look to your father." You groan at her words. You do not want your father to see you dressed this way. Gwen comes out of her room to check the commotion. The moment she sees you she begins to laughs hestaricly. You ignore her and put your bags in your room.

"With how many bags you got I almost mistook you for a real girl." She teases and devolves into more laughter. You ignore her and are about to go downstairs when she grabs you arm "joking aside, this curse effects our decision making processes. If mom bought you that much you should be careful around her." A little put off by her warning you proceed down stairs to meet your parents. You enter the kitchen to find your mother preparing to cook supper and your father chatting with her. your mother smiles at you, while your father looks you over with an appraising eye.

"Didn't think she'd dress you like a child. Hope that's not all you got her."dad says. Before you can respond your mother speaks.

"Of course, but I'll never get another chance to doll up one of my girls. And isn't she just adorable. Give your daddy a spin"

"No! I have clothes problem solved. I will be in my room until supper." You state forcefully. You then go straight up to your room. And close the door. You look at yourself in the mirror. This outfit dose make you cute but not sexy and you feel a bit bad at that. "Damn curse" you mutter to yourself. Your thoughts, your body, and if your mothers actions are any indication your family betray you to it.