You have questions.

You and Thea trade looks upon hearing this. You are unsure if this woman really knows what she is asking for and is hesitant to give her what she wants. Thea on the other hand has a smirk on her lips and a glint in her eye. Nether of you have spread your curse to a non-amazon woman before. From what you have heard it’s pretty easy, all you have to do is make a non-amazon woman cum and the curse will spread to her. You would also essentially be killing the woman as the cures wipes their memory and transforms them into an amazon youth.

Although you have reservations, Thea clearly does not. Before she could pounce on the woman you motion for her to step back. Thea rolls her eyes at you but she does as she is told. With that you turn your attention back to the woman.

“What’s your name?” you ask her.

The woman shivers and responds softly, “Magia.”

“Magia,” you start, “do you have any friends or family?”

Suddenly, Thea grabs you by the arm and leans into your ear so that only you can hear her. “You know that she can’t leave,” she sounds almost angry. “Anyone who trespasses on Accorian grounds has to die.”

You jerk your arm away from her and stare her down. “I know the laws of my land. I also know that as Queen I am the law of the land.”

“You know that not true,” Thea said with a low growl, “If it was, you would be a lot more open with your relationship with Ceno. You have to make sure that every change you make won’t start a civil war, which you are about to do with this very horny amazon if you didn’t give me some pussy soon.”

You glare back at her as you try to think of a rebuttal, but you know she was right. If you could simply change the law without some form of backlash you would be spending the night in Ceno’s arm right now, not working with Laoda to make sure your affair is kept secret.

Suddenly your thoughts were interrupted by the meek voice of the servant girl. “Is...something wrong?” She sounded like an innocent child.

You take in a deep breath to calm yourself then turned back to Magia. “Do you even know what you are asking?”

She pauses and thinks for a moment, which already tells you that she doesn’t, before confirming your suspensions by shaking her head no.

You let out a deep and annoyed sigh. “If you want to become an amazon, you will have to bear our curse.”

Magia gave you a confused yet worried look. “W-what curse, what do you mean?”

“She means you will be as hot and horny as we are,” Thea purrs playfully.

There is actually more that you are worried about but Thea did point out out one of your underlying concerns.

Again, Magia pauses to think before asking, “For how long?”

“An eternity,” you both say in unison.

Magia’s eyes go wide, “You...You mean you always feel like this?”

“Aphrodite is a very pissy goddess,” you tell her dryly. “There is also the matter of your memories.”

Magia nodded, remembering your story from earlier. “How much will I lose.”

You think back to a time when your mother captured a woman who had washed up on the shores of Accor. The woman claimed that she was trying to escape from her abusive husband and wanted to find sanctuary on the island. Your mother then told her that there was only one fate for women who trespassed on the island before ordering her guards to hold her down. The woman struggled in a vain attempt to escape as your mother slowly approached her.

As your mother trailed her fingers under the woman’s chin her, captive stopped struggling and looked up at the queen with glazed eyes. Your mother then planted a tender kiss on her lips, which gave her a taste of the Amazonian’s heat. As the curse started to affect her, the woman’s eyes rolled into the back of her head until all you could see were the whites.

As your mother broke the kiss her captive let out a hot pant, like a dog in heat. You could have sworn you saw steam exhaling from her lips. It was then that your mother noticed that you were watching. As you were still to young to participate in such acts she ordered that the woman brought to her chambers.

The next day your mother exited her chambers with a new amazon youth in tow. You knew that it had to be the woman from earlier but her personality was drastically different, as was her appearance. Gone was the haggard woman worn down by childbirth and hard labor; the lithe-limbed woman leaving the tent was as cheerful as Thea and as powerful as Orithyia.

A day later, eager to learn of the outside world, you decided to ask her what her husband was like and if she had any kids. She gave you a dumbfounded look until she thought back and realize that she couldn’t remember anything before having sex with your mother. Realizing that she had been converted, she gave you a warm smile then told you that she didn’t know and didn’t want to know. As far as she was concerned, the woman you met on the beach was dead.

With that in mind you looked into Magia’s eyes and say, “You will essentially be replaced by another woman. The climax that curses you will be your last and your first memory.”