You wake up in the guest room

Refreshed and full of energy, you stretch and open your eyes to make sure that Daniel had behaved. Oddly enough, you find yourself in a different room, with sparse furniture but at least with a nice, big bed. You figure it's the guest room. Lifting the bed covers, you're somewhat unhappy that the curse has not yet been lifted, but then again you've got some nice, perky tits looking back at you until everything goes back to normal. You figure it's just a matter of minutes now, which gives you a last chance to admire your naked body.

Pushing the bed covers a little further away, you are surprised to see that you're wearing one of Daniel's shorts. You certainly don't remember borrowing one of those? Upon lifting the front of your shorts, you see a pantyliner attached to the crotch piece, and considering it was very damp, you figure that it soaked up a lot of... something? Next you take a peek at your pussy... and it's not what you expected. The lips of your vagina are severely swollen, blood red and purple, as if something big had been inside you for a while. That... can't really be explained. Daniel certainly wasn't a big guy, so you feel more reassured that the creep hadn't touched you while you slept. As you take a closer look, you also notice that your pussy lips weren't touching any more - it was more like a slightly gaping hole, something fit for an older woman but certainly not a young teenager such as yourself. Maybe you did it to yourself, after all the curse also made you horny at random times. That would certainly also explain the moist pantyliner, assuming you managed to find one yourself.

Turning to the side, you grab your smartphone and switch it on, just to see you've got a couple new messages from an unknown number. Every bit of movement made you particularly aware of a monstrously strong, sore ache between your legs. Opening the messenger program, your phone automatically begins downloading a couple video files and you also receive a few text messages along with those. The first message says "Better than my wife, but don't tell her ;)"

Huh? What's better than whose wife? Right then, the download of the first file finishes and you recognize in the preview picture the same kind of lighting and furniture that your current guest room had. With an unpleasant feeling in your stomach, you ponder if you should start the first video file.