your mother hugs you

As your mother grabs you, you grab her back hugging her tight as you sob into her. Time passes and you realize that your earlier arousal has faded from your current state of mind. a small blessing in this trying time. Finally calm again you leave your mothers embrace and look at her. She is grinning looking at your father as she speaks.

"You got lucky! For a moment I thought you brought a girl home and didn't let me play with her too!"

You and your father laugh at the obsudity of her her statement. Your father for his part has cleaned up the mess and you see him putting the broom away. It's then that you realize that your parents don't seem to be phased by the situation.

"So the day has finally come." Your father says as he sits down once more your mother following his lead. Without thinking you also sit down still no modesty.

"I don't know what excuse they have for transforming you. Whatever the reason is shit anyway these gypsies justify it however they want but the truth is they are just continuing the feud." Your father says as he takes another bite of his meal. Your mother sets another plate down in front of you. Questions swirl through your mind and you begin to eat as your father speaks again.

"For three generations our family has been in a feud with their family. I thought we had come to an understanding about this and ended the fighting but apparently not. We negotiated an end to it shortly before you were born." He sighs as he stares at your exposed breasts.

"So this has happened before?" You ask not noticing his gaze.

"No, well yes sort of we have had curses before but not like this. Though this one is a pleasant surprise." Your mother says as she moves her chair to sit next to you. She wraps her hand around you and cups your left breast. she neads it as she continues. To speak. " This isn't a curse in my opinion. you look so much better this way.

"Now dear, don't get any ideas." Your father signs out as you figit in your mothers grasp. "You'll have to excuse your mother. We also have a curse on us. Makes us incredibly attracted to our own kin. We've kept it in check but..." His words trial off as he continues to stare at your exposed body. Your mother finishes his thoughts

"We got the call earlier today as well it will also pass in two days. Unless we get one of our family pregnant. This was obviously planned. And what's worse is we can't send you away" she says as her hand lowers to begin rubbing you vaginal lips. "I can feel from your wetness that your curse includes irresistible arousal. You go out and you'll be on your back in no time." With lightning speed your father is on his feet pulling your mother off you.

"And you can't stay here for the same reason" your father finishes your mothers thoughts. But the curse effects him to as he then leans in to kiss you stoping short of actually doing it. You breath heavily you mother's minstations have you riled up again and your mind Goes back to you beautiful body memories of the mirror and what you saw flood your mind. That beautiful body, that sexy figure, and your arousal so strong. Your father stands there his face inches from yours. You mother runs her hands across his chest. As he stares into your eyes.