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Kylie had always loved going to parties. She especially loved getting drunk and dancing her heart out on the dance floor. It was a core part of her personality and one she expressed every weekend. One weekend she was at one of her usual spots, throwing back shots and shaking ass when she accidentally bumped into a woman beside her. The woman was dressed in a flowing red robe which Kylie thought was odd. Kylie did not have time to inspect her further though because the woman began to speak angrily.

"Watch where you are going, young lady! You nearly pushed me over!"



"It's a dance club. It happens," responded Kylie rolling her eyes. This was not what the woman in red wanted to hear.



"You messed with the wrong woman," she said with fire in her eyes. The woman raised her hand and uttered something unintelligible. A small flash of pink light erupted from her palm, partially blinding Kylie. 



"What the...," stammered Kylie but before she could say anything more the woman turned and strode right out of the club. How odd Kylie thought to herself as she got back to dancing. Kylie noticed that she wasn't really feeling very buzzed anymore either. Perhaps the shock of the situation had sobered her up a bit. She ordered a couple more shots and knocked them back before returning to the dance floor. Thirty minutes later she was still feeling stone-cold sober though. Before having time to think about the situation any further a man came up behind her and started grinding on her ass. Usually, when this would happen she would just tell whoever it was to take a hike and would move elsewhere but something came over her in that moment. 



For some reason, she wanted nothing more than to reciprocate the gesture by rubbing her ass up and down his crotch. She was getting horny just thinking about it so she decided she would. She could feel the hard bulge in his pants grow with every shake. After a few minutes of this, her pussy was properly soaked and the idea came into her mind to pull this guy's pants down and suck him off right then and there. Not something she had ever done but it was like she couldn't help herself. She turned around and bent down, unzipping his pants as she went. His cock sprang forth like a spring uncompressing. She dove her lips right onto it and began sucking vigorously. He came in seconds, shooting thick hot ropes of cum straight down her throat. The second the cum hit her stomach she began to feel very drunk. If she had not been able to control herself when she was sober she certainly wouldn't be able to now that she was drunk. By the end of the night, Kylie must have sucked off nearly half the guys in the club. Her stomach was bloated with cum and she was the drunkest she had ever been.



Somebody must have called a taxi for her because she woke up in her bed the next morning with a headache. Turning over she noticed a small note on her nightstand. She picked it up and read the red letter scrawled on it. "Hope you had fun last night. You are probably a bit confused though. To put it bluntly, you are cursed. You can only get drunk from drinking cum and the more you drink the more you'll want and the hornier you'll get. The effects on your libido don't subside though and the cum also serves to change your body into a fat-chested slut. Have fun with that." That's when Kylie noticed that her chest did feel a bit bigger and that she was pretty horny. Maybe she would invite a guy over just to make sure the curse was real. Then she would look into reversing it... maybe.