Understanding what happened

The next few minutes consisted of you getting redressed in you baggy boy clothes while recounting the events of your brief morning. Strangely enough Gwen seemed to accept the news pretty easily. “Wow, this is insane, but I think I’ve heard of this before. I think you got hexed. Specifically you got Doll-Hexed. Usually something girls do to get back on their cheating boyfriends or something. The victim gets a taste of what it feels like to be an objectified submissive slut. Hmph, this might be a gauntlet for a pervert like you.” Gwen spoke calm and collectively, but you could feel her smug aura reawakening.

“What the fuck? I’m not a fucking pervert or anything! O-or SUBMISSIVE! I’m a normal dude! Who would do this to me?!” Panic began to set in as your mind tried to think of anyone you had pissed off recently.

Gwen rolled her eyes at you. “Oh please you’re a complete pervert it hasn’t been ten minutes and yet you were already fingering yourself like a bitch in heat. I could barely hear myself think over you moaning.” Fire burned in your cheeks as you avoid her gaze. That’s unfair how but you couldn’t deny it whatsoever. “Actually it’s a good thing I caught you. This hex is pretty known for affecting the minds of those in proximity of the slut. Overexposure to you could lead to intense arousal depending on how horny you become. So maybe keep your hands out your panties, okay?”

“I-I... first off I am NOT a slut! I am a real man. In fact I eat real men for breakfast! I’m as real as they come! Secondly I’m not wearing panties yet! I’m wearing boxers!” You tried to sound assertive but as you thought about the words that just came out your mouth and the way Gwen looked like she was barely suppressing a smile you knew you fucked up.

“Yet?” Gwen giggled. Your cheeks were crimson. “Anyway lets keep real men out of your mouth for the next 48 hours and try to figure out what happened to you.” You simply nodded in agreement as you readjusted you boxers from falling down your hips again.