Leaving behind the newly reforged hetero coupling, the power behind the voice was pleased with itself. After all, it had convinced those two that the only way they'd be happy was to give into the curse and surrender to their straight personas.
Perhaps their former gay selves thought they'd saved others from their fate, but that had been the rub. The voice, or rather the curse didn't work like that. True, it had grown more powerful with each person who fell under its influence, allowing it to bend some of its restrictions, like it had done for those two. But even the curse couldn't prevent itself from being spread by those transformed by it. And why would it want to?
No, it wanted to expand its influence further, until all of the homosexuals were subject to its power. And so it was that even though they'd never revert to their old selves, Peter and Mary were still active carriers of the curse.
But enough of that business, perhaps it was time to check back with the first victim of the curse while it moved onto to tempt others with the breeders' choice....
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Elsewhere, after hitting the theater to see the latest Jack Burton flick, Jose and his homies decided to cruise the mall for the rest of the afternoon. There had been a few looks from the security guards, but none of them actually messed with the gang. The few chicas they saw were disappointing, but they amused themselves catcalling them anyway. Jose had a real laugh when this gringa and her skinny-ass son just walked away in shame.
Finally heading outside, the group started to break up, as they had other places to be. In the end, Jose was left alone and started to walk towards where he'd left his sweet ride. But as he wandered through the parking garage, the Mexican homie began to transform back into the white heterophobe he really was. Gone were the fancy jeans and soccer jersey, as they reverted back to scrounged up surfer gear. The swole muscles shrank away, while the extensive tattoos faded away into nothing. Brown skin gave way to white, and soon enough, James was back.
Although initially confused about where he was, the reality of his situation came rushing back quickly. The curse had gotten him again. James wondered where Nick had gone, for his memories as Jose were fading fast. He hoped that his fellow cursee was alright, but he needed to get away from this mall as quickly as possible. There was too much risk of triggering the change again, and he had no way of knowing whom he'd end up as.
Getting out of the garage was easy enough, but avoiding any potential instances of arousal meant avoiding most people. James kept his head down and thought about where to go. Going to see his male queer friends was out right away, as he simply could not risk changing and spreading the curse to them. That really only left his lesbian pals as he'd cut almost all of non-homosexuals out of his life. Still, could he chance spreading this damned 'were-breeder' affliction to them?
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But unknown to James, the harder he tried to avoid the trigger for his curse, the more likely it was to happen. So even as he escaped from the mall, and was looking for a place to hide away from the world, something happened and soon he was transforming again...