Cursed

Lifted

A cursed couple seeks the help of a woman with a "Gift" to end the heartbreaking cycle of the curse unfairly bestowed upon them.

MDNI. 18+. Very graphic and sexual multiple births. Pregnancy, lactation, dark magic. If this is not your thing, please scroll away.
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Elias stood at the edge of the bustling marketplace, the scent of fresh produce filling the air as vendors called out to passersby. It had been months since he had begun visiting the town regularly, selling their overabundant harvest. The farm thrived in ways that seemed too good to be natural, and Elias knew why. The curse, while devastating, had come with its own strange benefits, and now their produce overflowed, more than they could ever store for the winter.

He had come to the town not only to sell but to search for answers. Every week, he scanned the crowd, hoping to find someone who might help him and Amelia break free from the curse. One day, as he packed up his stall, a woman approached—Selene, a frequent customer who had taken a special interest in his produce. She smiled as she selected a few apples, her eyes flicking to him with a curious intensity.

"These are as sweet as ever," she said casually, her voice light as she tossed an apple from hand to hand.

"Thank you," Elias responded, his tone polite but guarded. He wasn't one for idle conversation, not with what he was constantly dealing with back at home. His mind was elsewhere—always.

Selene tilted her head, studying him for a moment. "You look tired," she said, her words seeming more pointed than caring. "Selling here every week must be exhausting."

Elias gave her a slight nod but didn't meet her gaze directly. He continued arranging the produce, busying himself.

"You know," Selene said softly, lowering her voice, "I've heard talk around town. About you. About the woods you live in."

That made Elias stop. He raised his head, his heart skipping a beat. "What kind of talk?"

Selene's gaze didn't waver. "Talk that strange things happen there. That the forest holds secrets."

Elias clenched his jaw, trying to keep his expression neutral. "People say a lot of things."

"They do," she agreed, leaning a little closer. "But sometimes, they say things for a reason."

Elias said nothing, but the tension between them was thick now. Selene paused for a moment, as if gauging whether or not to continue, then she made her decision.

"I followed you once," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Into the woods. I saw what happens when the sun goes down."

Elias stiffened, his stomach lurching at her words. His heart raced, but he forced himself to remain calm. "You followed me?" he asked slowly.

"I did," Selene confirmed, unflinching. "I saw you transform. And I know what you are. Or, at least, I think I know enough."

Elias's breath quickened, and he glanced around to make sure no one was listening. His voice was low and cautious when he spoke again. "You don't know what you're talking about."

"I know about the curse," she continued, her tone insistent. "I know that it wasn't just some random misfortune. There's a story behind it, and you're not the only one suffering."

At that, Elias stopped pretending. His shoulders slumped, and he let out a long, heavy breath. "You don't know the half of it."

Selene's eyes softened slightly. "Then tell me. Maybe I can help."