It started with a flash of heat one morning as she was getting up. After shaking off that feeling (and taking a piss) she'd put it out of mind. Till around noon that day when her crotch had seemed to shock her for a moment, like she'd somehow tasered her dick when she sat down on the bus. A quick look around had confirmed no loose wires or errant pranks had endangered her package, and the pink-haired lady (excepting her groin of course) put it well and truly out of her mind.
Till that evening when another bizarre surge of heat and than a comforting numbness came over her, settling at last in her testicles. She'd taken leave of the club down by the pier she'd been in and dropped her shorts to take a good long look at her trouser snake.
Not carefully trimmed strand of pink hair out of place, and neither ball seemed swollen or injured. A long bit of inspection showed her no evidence for why she'd felt so... odd as of late.
"What the hell?" Poison said at last, tucking her junk back away and returning to the bar. None the wiser that the fragmented shards of a particularly pernicious curse had found their resting place betwixt her legs. Not that she would have noticed the odd purple glow that took to her shaft during those moments of peculiar sensation she had been feeling...
And even if she had, she would never have guessed what it had in store for her...
Mon May 06 03:27:13 2019