Finale

"Hi Jordan! We know you're there! It's us, Britt and Ada."

Cumslave just growled on its bed. It did not even understand human speech anymore. Depressed by the scarcity of the cum supply and seriously sore from the never-compensated emptiness in her vagina and butthole, it did not want to greet the visitors and spend precious energy.

The girls, in the meantime, opened the ancient books on their less ancient smartphones and started to wave hands as the instructions suggested. The air in the basement room started moving. Sometimes Brittany was finding it so heavy it was hard to breathe it in, and in other moments it was flowing wildly. Her hands also moved less steadily than Ada's due to worse understanding of the ritual, but she was told during their recital that it was still going to be good enough.

Jordan was losing and regaining consciousness several times during the process, which was a good sign.

In the end, Ada commanded to let their palms loose. It resulted in an outward surge of energy that made both of them feel very dizzy for a few seconds. Only then they could try to check if their efforts had achieved anything.

"Jordan? Can you hear us?"

A muffled sound came back.

"Jordan?"

"Yuff, wuffuffund?"

Brittany lunged forward to hug her, and the latex girl rose from the bed to reciprocate. Ada stated that the 'Cumslave' branding on the suit had disappeared, therefore the exorcism succeeded. The reunion was then expanded as the parents joined all three of them at the dining table.

"This is Adelaide, we found the spell with her together. Ah, you remember her? Mom took a vacation just to look after you. Dad is a hero, he was feeding you... uh... personally while you were... uh... ****."

Eventually they had to explain to her that, unfortunately, the suit from the tips of the heels to the tube in her mouth was an indestructable part of her, which meant she was never going to talk properly or go back into public life. The sex change was also irreversible.

"In theory, cursing you back into a male is possible in theory, but is not advised." — said Ada. — "It would be trying to override the current curse. Imagine planting a new rose bush inside an existing rose bush. There are so many things that can go wrong..."

The size of the new house and everyone minding their business had separated the Brownton family a bit, but they were brought together by common duty. Jordan had to get used to his new lifestyle and to find a job that did not require his physical presence. The attic contents were dumpstered completely, but no one cared to know how many more cursed items could be transferred into the hands of treasure hunters that lurked between the mountains of trash after the sunset.