epilogue

Your sister is wearing only a collar as she prepares supper you sit there rubbing your swollen belly. Your mother comes in and kisses you. You've become as a second wife to you parents. They even chose a new name for you, Naomie. Your brother moves out and uses his new power to snag a sugar mamma. Your sister is a sister no longer. The curse is strong and the need to obey makes her little more than a toy or pet. Your father walks up and kisses you. He rubs your belly and speaks.

"I'm hoping for girls. The incestuous attraction curse is best with daughters"

"You better at least wait till there grown" you and your mother says in unison.

"Of course! I'm not a monster" he replies defensively.