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The nightclub crowd roared hysterically. Mondo, the illusionist and hypnotist was quickly becoming a big name act, and word of mouth was all the advertising he needed to pack a house. He wore a tuxedo, but offset its formal effect by wearing sneakers and letting his shirt-tails hang out. And Mondo's long hair made him look more like a beach bum than a stage performer.

Katrina walked down the street, happily humming a tune to herself that was accompanied by a slight, knowing smile. She was a striking young woman of average height, with long reddish locks and brilliant green eyes. In spite of this, her most noticeable features were her breasts. They began high on her chest and blossomed forth into swollen, rounded mounds that commanded the majority of her torso, and the immediate airspace surrounding her frame.

It all started a few months ago. I'm a lab assistant for a chemistry professor. He leads the field in synthesizing chemicals, and integrating biological subjects with synthetic materials, among other specialties. For example he had once worked with the government in constructing counter bio-weaponry. That's why we're on this island. The professor (his name is John) and I (Gina his lab assistant and lover) were kidnapped by some terrorists and taken to some island we figured out to be in the Florida Keys.

Derek uses Horace's magic to enhance Valerie's figure. But things quickly get out of hand when she has a little too much fun with it and runs afoul of Horace's Curse.