it's a wonder your boxers haven't fallen off!

You quickly realize that getting dressed is not an option, well at least getting properly dressed. You look in the mirror, growing horny your dream girl looking back. you take stock of how short you are. You can't even borrow your sisters clothes! Your half a foot shorter than her! As you throw on a shirt to at least cover yourself, you consider yourself lucky that you are least tall enough to not be mistaken for a child. Wouldn't be very sexy that way. You pause for a movement at the realization that the curse is making you enjoy being sexy. you cover your mouth in shock and wonder what did your ancestors do to get these gypsies so pissed. You nearly jump out of your skin in suprise as you hear your sister yell.

"If I get pregnant I become the **** of the man that did it!"

Your not sure how the conversation went to get to that point but now you know that there are more curses. "Shit!" You ironically curse as you rush to your sisters room getting in between your father and her. Your father steps back from you relieved.

"Thanks. I was close to losing control when she said that. A sexy daughter **** is so..." He catches himself before finishing that sentence. "We're cursed as well! meet me and your mother in the living room and we'll address the situation.

Your sister looks at you grateful that you stopped your father's advances. not that you saw them you just acted on instinct and were right. "Thank you. Whoever you are." Your sister say. You laugh at the absurd nature of her confusion.

"It's me john. Dad's right whole family appears to be curse." You say as you begin to leave for the family room, only now realizing that in your haste your boxers have fallen off. Now only in a shirt you sign and resign yourself to being nude beneath your long shirt. As you head towards the living room you gesture to your sister to follow.