Kyle reached down and placed his hand between Jenny's legs, shoving a finger into her wet
pussy. Jenny herself could not do anything to stop him either because now that this was
acceptable, stopping him counted as resisting the curse, which she could not do.
"You don't mind if I get closer do you?" he said, about to place his other hand on her
breast when all of a sudden he vanished without a trace. When he did Jenny felt a stirring
in her Pussy.
"Phwat the fwell" came a wet voice from Jenny's crotch, making her squirm in pleasure.
Looking down she saw that a pair of eyes had appeared just above her pussy while her
labia moved on it's own as the voice cried out causing her to squirm more and squeeze
her legs together.
"Kyle?" asked Jenny
Once again her pussy began to move but because of her legs it was limited to muffled
grunts until she opened them.
"Pfwats hapthening?" asked Kyle, as he opened his 'mouth' more pussy juice came drooling
out.
"Kyle?" asked Jenny, "Is that really you?"
"Phoo elsh is iph gonna phe?" said Kyle, unhappily. "Phoo did thish fto me. Phix it!"
"This isn't what I wanted to happen" cried Jenny, "Besides what am I meant to do about it?
Your the one with the curse."
"Phranshorm or phare" said Kyle.
"What?" asked Jenny
"Phimes uph!" said Kyle, "Phoo geth bopth."
"Wait what?" gasped Jenny, having realized what Kyle had said
"Phor you phare phoo will phranshorm or phare me to norphal." said Kyle, the more he
spoke the wetter he wound up getting and the hard it was to speak. "anf phor you
phranshorm phoor breasths anf puthy will bethom phour phimes as phensiphive."
Jenny waited in dread but to her partial relief nothing happened. However this relief was
quickly replaced by fear.
"Nothings happening" she said, "You can't speak clearly enough to say the curse properly."