Beg the other two not to ejaculate inside you too, hoping to minimize the effects of the curse.

You whimper as Marcos positions himself between your splayed legs, his erect cock just inches from your entrance that's still dripping with Jake's seed.

"Please," you beg, your voice cracking with desperation. "Don't finish inside me too. The curse—it's real! Jake's already done it, but if you both do it too, it'll be permanent. I'll be stuck like this forever!"

Marcos pauses momentarily, his dark eyes flickering with something like recognition before hardening again. "Stuck as a hot piece of ass? What a tragedy," he sneers, gripping his shaft and guiding it to your slick opening.

"Think about it!" you plead, struggling against Tyler's grip on your arms. "If I'm really Daniel, do you want me pregnant? Do you want to be responsible for that?"

Tyler leans down, his breath hot against your ear. "If you're Daniel, then yeah, I kinda do. Remember Alexis? My sister's friend? The one you fucked and then told everyone was 'just practice'? You said she deserved whatever happened to her body because she was stupid enough to spread her legs."

The memory hits you like a slap. You had said that. God, you had said so many terrible things.

"Your turn now," Tyler continues, releasing one of your arms to roughly squeeze your breast. "Time to see how it feels to be 'just practice.'"

Marcos thrusts forward without further hesitation, burying himself to the hilt inside your already abused pussy. The sensation is different from Jake—thicker, more brutal in his approach. Your body, still sensitive from your previous unwanted orgasm, responds instantly, your walls clenching around him.

"Fuck, she's even tighter now," Marcos groans, establishing a punishing rhythm. "Jake's cum makes it so slippery."

Jake watches from beside the bed, his expression a mixture of satisfaction and renewed arousal. "Make sure you dump it all inside her, bro. Let's make sure the lesson sticks."

"No!" you sob, tears streaming down your face. "You don't understand what's happening!"

But your protests fall on deaf ears as Marcos continues his ****, his thick cock stretching you painfully with each thrust. The strange tingling sensation inside you intensifies, spreading from your womb throughout your body. You can feel something changing, something fundamental shifting within you.

"I think our friend Daniel is enjoying his new role," Tyler taunts, noticing how your body betrays you. "Look at her nipples, hard as fucking diamonds."

Marcos increases his pace, his fingers digging painfully into your thighs. "I'm gonna knock you up, 'Daniel.' How's that for karma?"

His movements become erratic, and you realize with horror that he's close. You make one final, **** attempt to buck him off, but your strength is nothing compared to his. With a guttural groan, Marcos slams deep inside you and holds himself there, his cock pulsing as he adds his seed to Jake's.

The sensation of his hot cum flooding your insides triggers another unwanted orgasm, more intense than the first. Your back arches involuntarily as pleasure courses through you, your pussy contracting rhythmically around Marcos' cock, drawing his seed deeper inside.

"Oh god," you moan, your voice higher and breathier than before. The tingling has become a warm glow, centered in your womb but radiating outward. Something is happening to your mind—thoughts becoming hazier, memories shifting like sand.

As Marcos withdraws, his cock trailing a mixture of fluids, Tyler is already positioning himself for his turn. "Last chance to feel what it's like to be a man, 'Daniel,'" he taunts, pressing his tip against your entrance.

You can feel the curse strengthening its hold with each passing second, rewriting your very existence. Two loads of potent seed swim inside you, and soon there will be a third. The Daniel you once were is slipping away, being replaced by someone—something—else entirely.