ten months later

You lay in your parents bed. Well your bed to your mother holds your son in her hands As she hums a lullaby to her. Your father sliding his cocktail into you again.

"Let's make another John" he says. Your puss drips as the words reach your ear. Your dad was wrong the curse made you obidant before he got you pregnant. Unable to resist him you simply nod as he thrusts into you. Your body reacting to his machinations sending waves of pleasure through you.

"I'm glad our family can be happy my curse made you, your brother and your sister. All of whom I love. now you get the same joy from yours." Your mother says to you as she cradles her granddaughter. You look at her your mind telling you this is wrong as she watches you father pound into you but your curse is permanent not and though you know this is wrong from your mouth the words slip.

"I'm happy to have as many children as you want dad me and mom are so happy you made us yours" your mom smiles the same fake smile you do as the curse forces you both to be exactly what your father wants....at least with the curse your body is never lacking for pleasure as you orgasm for the third time your father yet to cum.

You look him in the eye and say the words that sealed your fate

"Make me a mommy, daddy" as the words leave your mouth he cums in you planting another baby in you.