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Cursed: Diamonds Are Forever

Harry and Yovani were two pick-up 'artists' that were trying out a new bar after having been skunked multiple times that evening in their usual haunts. This 'dry spell' had been very unusual, but not that much of a suprise; they'd likely developed something of a reputation by all the previous women in their lives. So the two men had expanded their search area, driving a couple of towns over to where they were sure that they'd run into some sexy ladies that didn't know anything about them. Their lines had still failed to get any women interested...And the two were getting a bit more drunk than they had planned due to all the drinks they'd had to buy. But that was when they saw her. When she'd gotten there, neither pick-up artist could say, but how had they missed her? The woman was an absolute knockout!


The curvy redhead sat in the corner of the dimly lit bar, sipping on her exotic looking drink.Who she was neither man knew, but they both knew that they had to have her. Her boobs were hidden by her long locks of curly redhair, but the woman was leaning forward enough that her cleavage was on full display. Her face was round but with cheekbones that were just high enough to give it some enticing angles that did nothing but accentuate her larpge, full lips and glittering green eyes that sparkled in the bar's low light. She oozed sex, she oozed pleasure.  But the odd thing was that no one in the bar but Harold and Yovani seemed interested in talking to her. However they abided by the 'Bro Code'; since they'd seen the redhead at the same time neither man could claim 'dibs' on her. Instead, they played a hasty game of Rock, Paper Scissors to determine who would get the first chance to woo the hot chick. As usual, Yovani's luck was better than Harold's, and the white man sulked off to the bathroom. Meanwhile the Latino man had stood up and made his way over to the woman, a suave smile on his face. She looked up at him expectedly, a wide smile on her large lips as the diamond necklace around her neck seemed to hang down into the canyon of cleavage pressing up through the scarlet fabric she wore.


"Hey baby, are you part diamond? Because you are flawless!" Yovani purred, oozing charm as he tried to maintain eye contact with his quarry.


"Oh, that's a new one..." The woman said with a dark giggle, "Why don't you come a little closer..."


Yovani grinned and leaned in, his eyes flickering into the flesh crevasse before him when he suddenly felt as if he was falling!


Harold glanced nervously at his phone, seeing that ten minutes were up. He splashed some water on his face to sober up a bit, smoothed back his hair and walked out of the bar's restroom, his eyes scanning the tavern's occupants for Yovani and the woman and fearing the two had already left. But to his luck, his friend was no where to be found and the woman was still sitting in her booth, sipping on another exotic drink! It was his chance! The frizzy, slightly balding man walked as straight as he could to the table that the woman sat at, glancing down at the tops of her breasts as they hung out for the world to see, a cahin of diamonds laying inert against the smooth skin. Had that always been there? It didn't matter, he wouldn't be staring at her accessories for long if he pulled this off...


"Hey. So tell me gorgeous, are you 24 carat? Because you're definitely a cut above the rest!" Harold only slurred a little bit, and felt extremely proud of his line, even more so when the woman giggled, causing her breasts to jiggle slightly and the diamond chain that seemed to be pulling his gaze to dance across her flesh.


"Oh honey, did you hurt yourself thinking that up? Well, it's a pretty good one. How about you sit down and tell me all about it..." The woman purred sensually, and Harold felt himself suddenly growing smaller and dizzier. But he wasn't THAT drunk, was he? Ugh, and he felt so cold and stiff and..


The woman hummed to herself as she minced out of the bar, her new diamond necklace swinging on her bosom. Another successful night on the town...And two new additions to her collection! Being a wtich was one thing, but who knew she could make such a killing transforming scumbags in pawnable jewelry?

Cursed: Diamonds Are Forever

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