You Asked For It by Kris P. Kreme
Warning his friend Lena about the cursed jars in his great uncle’s collection of oddities only brings out her teasing sarcastic nature.
As she puts it, curses are ridiculous and especially the one Franklin mentions, a curse the one struck by the curse chooses for themselves. She intentionally opens a jar, releasing only a dust cloud as far as she is concerned.
What happens though when her over the top crazy sexual curse proves to be a little more real than either of them bargained for?
Franklin and Lena are college friends, a fact Franklin regrets often, having never been decisive enough to let a girl know how he felt until it was too late. The friend zone is a place he’s quite familiar with but that never meant Franklin couldn’t daydream or appreciate the latest love of his life with some lingering stares.
For gorgeous redhead, Lena, she’s all too familiar with the stares, the attention from guys, but Lena has no boyfriend and even Franklin knows the reason why. She’s always teasing, rarely serious, and always one to speak her mind when she finds something unbelievable or ridiculous.
Having invited Lena along to go and check on his great uncle Nigel’s country museum of oddities, once a sort of roadside attraction and now a dusty tomb of various items he collected in the second World War, Franklin never imagines that fate has something special in store for the both of them. For Franklin the place has always been creepy, childhood nightmares attached firmly to many of the items stored there. To Lena though, it’s just a bunch of curiosities, things to check out even as she knows Franklin is occasionally checking her out.
Caught up in his own idle fantasies, Franklin is embarrassed to lose his thoughts to the subtle strain of Lena’s nipples against her shirt, the air chilly in the old house of oddities. Naturally Lena isn’t bothered, teasing Franklin and moving right on as she explores the creepy old place.
Only when she reaches some particularly dusty clay jars does Franklin shake off his fantasies and speak up, warning her that those jars are very dangerous. Lena doubts him but Franklin assures her that his great uncle gave strict warning of those jars, that they are never to be tampered with, definitely not opened.
Franklin explains that the jars hold curses inside and should one be released, whoever opens the jar will be cursed with a fate ultimately fatal to them, but one that they choose, a curse they decide. He tells the tale of his great uncle’s war buddy who once dropped one of the jars and how his own overwhelming fear of tight spaces ultimately did him in.
Rolling her eyes and doubtful as always, Lena laughs at the superstition, the idea of a curse someone chooses for themselves to suffer. As she says, it’s ridiculous and before Franklin can do much to prevent it, she has decided to prove just how ridiculous it is.
Popping open the lid on one of the jars, nothing but thick dust plumes out, little more danger than to their allergies. However is there more to this dust and has Lena just been cursed forever? Only Lena can decide her own fate and so when Franklin seems freaked out, she thinks back to his checking her out and gets the idea for a truly devious and wicked curse, one so over the top and ridiculous it will prove forever that curses aren’t real while still managing to tease and taunt her friend’s overactive male tendencies to fantasize about a girl.
Her fate she decides will be simple, that any man who checks her out no matter how casually, as long as he’s thinking certain thoughts in the back of his mind, will be instantly compelled to dominate her. As she jokes, he will be an animal and simply have to fuck her, to brutally do her. Further, since it’s ultimately her curse, she will want whatever he does twice as much as he does, eager to be violated again and again.
It’s kinky and extreme, a definite turn on to hear but certainly nothing to joke about, Franklin thinks. Of course nothing has happened and he is staring right at her as she shares her idea of the most ridiculous curse to suffer. Unfortunately, curses sometimes aren’t instant and the moment they leave great uncle Nigel’s collection of curiosities to head back to the car, everything takes a decidedly fateful turn.
Sometimes a little sarcasm can be a real curse. Lena finds this out the hard way when she pushes her teasing nature just a bit too far. Of course any guy that sees her can look her in the eye and say “You Asked For It” but plenty of guys are going to be doing a lot more than looking from now on.
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