Triggers and Trouble

"Rachel, whenever you hear me cough, you'll pull your jeans down to your ankles and leave them there and not be able to pull them back up until I tell you to. Whenever you hear me say 'weird' you'll say 'Madison, can I sniff you butt?'"

"Rachel, you won't blame me or Madison for any odd behavior on your part. You will also believe whatever I or Madison say without question."

I woke her.

Rachel started picking her nose as she talked to Madison. "You really had a good time with him?"

"Yes, Rachel, why is that weird?"

After having yet another orgasm, Rachel blurted out "Madison, can I sniff your butt?"

"Damn, Rachel, that was weird."

"Madison, can I sniff your butt?"

"Rachel, why are you picking your nose and asking if you can sniff my butt?"

Another orgasm later, Rachel was starting to freak out. "I don't know what's going on?"

Madison coughed.

Rachel undid her jeans and pulled them to her ankles. "Now what?"

"Rachel, you've been cursed by a wicked witch," I said.

She had another orgasm, and the crotch of her panties were very wet. "Oh my god! Who? How?"

"I don't know, but I know how to lift the curse," I told her.