Josh was sitting in the back seat of Dean's car as it sped trough the dark city streets. At his side sat a girl named Naomi who was the most strikingly disturbing image of sexuality he had ever seen.
"So, I kicked him so hard in the jewels that I think he could taste his own balls," Jen was saying from the front seat. Her blue hair whisping about on the wind from the open window. Her cute, sexy voice did not convey the cold nature of story of revenge and magic.
"If you had told me I would have stuffed the ass into a toilet and flushed it until he went down," Dean said.
"Yeah, I thought about that but really, we were a little hard on the pisser," Jen commented.
"I still think he deserves more punishment. Trying to use a magic curse to demean you, that ain't right." Dean growled.
Josh tried to look over Naomi without looking like he was staring. Her skin reflected the orange light from the street-lamps as they drove past. He could see that she was deep in thought and he wanted to ask her what it was she was thinking about. As he stared she seemed to be playing with her breasts. Her bare but black-as-tires breasts. The dim light was playing with his mind. He had not looked at her enough to judge but she seemed bigger.
"But he did give us the curse. We can have a lot of fun if we use it responsibly," Jen said. Everything she said seemed to be designed to evoke a sexual response from men. Doubly so when what she actually wanted to say was sexual. The word 'fun' seemed to be a power word and it made Josh hard. Dean too as he almost stopped driving while the car moved through traffic.
"You are such a slut," Naomi said into the silence that followed.
"I can't help it. It's this stupid personality that Mike turned me into," Jen laughed.
"Well its making me hard," Josh said. He figured he would receive a beating from Dean anyway this night turned out so he might as well speak his mind. "How bout you Dean?"
"My dick is currently being used to pleasure a woman stuck in plastic on the other side of town. I'm screwing her right now," Dean shouted to Josh shutting him up.
"Oh gross. That's my older sister, Dean. I don't want to hear that sort of thing." Naomi flashed a grin at Josh. He could see how her teeth stood out against the darkness.
"She did it too her self," Dean said as a matter-of-fact.
"I guess we are all screwing her," Jen said philosophically. "When we get the curse back she will have to wait until we go home to release her."
The car drove on in silence. The buildings changed from low-rent apartment buildings to ivy-covered stone houses. The university district; where the streets were narrow and the garbage was picked up on Saturdays.
"The girls-dorm is down the left turn after you go through two round-abouts," Josh directed Dean.
"I hope he's at this place," Naomi said shifting about. Her breasts were starting to get too big for her wig to completely cover her nipples.
"You don't like being a rubber girl?" Josh said quietly.
"Do you like me being a rubber girl?" Naomi said playfully.
"It's striking," Josh said. "I've never seen someone as odd as you before."
Naomi shoved Josh playfully into the door. Her body squeaked as she did so. Her breasts bounced around pleasingly.
Dean pulled to a stop in front of the girls-dorm. It was a separate group home, large and red-bricked. There was no sign of Mike's car.
"I don't see his car," Josh said. "He must have already made his delivery. Let's go past his house in case he went home before the house party."
"We should really check here first," Dean said. "If he figured out that he has the curse he may have stayed here and had some fun. I know I would have."
"Me, too, actually," Josh admitted.