"No me niegues"

Every time I say no, she smiles and arches her back, the tingle running down her spine, flooding her tits, shaking her ass. She’s huge already, sitting in the middle of our bed like a queen, her legs splayed out beside her, towering over me even as I stand at the bed’s foot.

“I don’t want to have sex with you,” I lie, my straining cock betraying my true opinion. “I don’t want to fuck your far-too-small breasts, or grab that pitiful excuse for an ass of yours, or bury my cock between your thighs.”

“Fuuuuuck,” she moans as my words add an extra little kick to the curse, forcing her already lap-filling breasts to grow even larger, her ass to push her even higher as she sits, and her entire body to get even bigger and bigger, all the better to overcome my refusals. She’s absolutely dripping, her every ounce of willpower going toward keeping her rooted in place and not leaping forward to have her way with me no matter what I say.

I’m sure she’d tower over me if she stood up now, my massive latina girlfriend. She’d make me look like a shrimp.

“Absolutely not.” Another happy groan, another inch of growth, another pulse of lust through my cock.

I wonder why that old gypsy lady thought this was a curse?