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"As much as family allows," you reply, trying to keep your voice steady despite the heat building inside you.

Your father's gaze lingers on you a moment longer than comfortable, and you feel a strange mix of arousal and fear. The curse was doing something to you, making you respond to him in ways that felt completely alien. You shift in your seat, acutely aware of the dampness between your legs, and decide you need a moment to collect yourself. "I need to cool down," you announce, standing up abruptly. "I'm going to take a shower."

Gwen gives you a knowing look, and your mother nods sympathetically. Your father just watches you leave with that same hungry expression. As you make your way upstairs, you can hear the murmur of conversation starting behind you. The hot water cascading over your new body feels incredible - every nerve ending seems alive and sensitive. You take your time, letting the steam fill the bathroom, trying to wash away the confusing desires that keep surfacing. The soap slides over your curves, and you have to admit that Gwen was right about one thing - this body does feel amazing, even if it's not yours. You stay under the water until your skin prunes, desperately trying to cool the fire that seems permanently lit between your legs.

Downstairs, the conversation has taken a dark turn.

"So let me get this straight," father says, leaning back in his chair. "You want me to what, exactly?"

Gwen exchanges a look with your mother. "Dad, think about it," Gwen begins, her voice measured. "Stacy needs to avoid getting pregnant to change back, right? But what if we don't want him to change back?"

Mother nods slowly. "John was always... difficult. But Stacy? Stacy could be something special."

Your father's eyebrows raise. "You're suggesting I make her my wife? Another wife?"

"Not another wife," your mother corrects. "A childbearing wife. Someone to give you what I can't anymore. Someone young and fertile."

Your father is quiet for a long moment, processing. "And Joh.. Stacy would just... accept this?"

"The curse seems to be making him more receptive," Gwen points out. "Did you see how she looked at you? That's not normal John behavior. Give it time, and Stacy might not want to change back at all."

Father considers this, a slow smile spreading across his face. "We'd need to be careful. Strategic."

"Exactly," mother agrees. "We have two days. Two days to make Stacy see that this life - this body - is what she was always meant for."