Jennifer's day revolved around nothing but pleasing Justin. He had crafted this twisted paradise around himself. Jennifer spent the day either resting or performing some kind of sex act. Her mind was still a buzz with watching herself do these things, no matter how much repetition she could still remember how this was wrong, terribly wrong. She wanted to fight it, desperately so, but her body was felt disconnected, it was otherwise numb past the pleasure she felt.
By the next morning Jennifer woke up finding herself no longer in her bed, but rather Justin's. She sat up horrified as she looked around seeing Mary and Sylvia, the two looked a little older than before, Mary was looking even rougher. Sylvia's stomach had shrunken down again, but the tell tale signs of a former pregnancy was evident. Jennifer looked around, there must have been another kid now. She didn't see anyone else in the room thankfully. Jennifer looked at herself in the mirror across the room. She could see Sylvia's ass but also herself. Jennifer was a mess, her hair was long and tangled, drapping over her tiny body, it reached easily down to her ass, if not her thighs. She was turning into a trailer park rapunzel. Jennifer looked down at herself, her body felt sore, her nipples aggravated and sore, her pussy felt numb from over stimulation.
Just before Jennifer could try to move, the door swung open, as Justin returned. He towered over the bed, his eyes scanning as if he were a lion picking his prey. Thankfully for Jennifer he decided to focus on Sylvia this morning. It let Jennifer slide out as she wondered out of the room as Justin and Sylvia moaned together.
Jennifer could see the other kids, there were a few now, she couldn't make out who's was who's, other than they were probably all Justin's atleast. Jennifer was depressed as she couldn't find Lukas nor Abby, it seemed Justin becoming the only father caused them to disappear. Wait. Jennifer paused, Justin was her father now wasn't he? Why didn't she change or disappear? Maybe the curse protected her from paradoxes like that, then again. Jennifer looked over herself. It didn't protect her that much. Jennifer carefully opened her mouth as she tried to say her name. The only sound that was produced was a discordant moan. Jennifer couldn't express herself past her thoughts, and it crushed her, she sometimes wondered if it would have been better if her mind went too, atleast she couldn't realize her situation.
Jennifer's second day with Justin proved it to be a routine. By lunch she was underneath the table sucking his cock, his cum the only lunch she had. By dinner she was once again back in his bed, being the smallest she was passed around by all three, her lips kissing everyone and everything. Jennifer could only wait until something changed to throw her off this path. Atleast she hoped.