Dream.

You drift into a dream of what looks like a starry night sky. Black, covered in white sparkling dots. It puts you at ease. Though not for long, as the familiar face of Shindra the witch appears floating before you with her hands on her hips. She looks just as attractive as last time you saw her. Her breasts, you wonder, might even be bigger than D cups. You can't tell.

"This isn't fake, you idiot. I can tell what you're thinking. I'm in your dream right now to see what's happening. Also, no, you can't talk back."

She rolls her eyes.

"You had quite the day. Even with this curse, you're daring enough to get that close to women you find attractive. Aren't you nervous you're going to blow up right in front of them? You know that was only day one, right? You're already well on your way to failing this challenge miserably. That'll be fun to watch at least."

Cackling like a demon, she fades away.

Maybe you did go a little to far today. It was only Monday.