Jen trundled her immense body to the farm, arriving just as the last few students debarked the bus. She could smell the smell of the farm, but of the horses most especially. She felt a stirring in two of her loins, but was interrupted by her teacher…
“Hey, Jen, glad to see you made it!” he said, herding the rest of the students into the farm and waving her forward. Kyle looked over at her, snickering as she slowly thundered over to the rest of the students. They toured the farm, Jen especially intrigued by the horse sections as she peered over her large hindquarters.
When the class stopped to recap, she got a moment to talk to Kyle.
“You little punk!” she snarled, Kyle smiling and barely containing his laughter at her cursed form.
“You won’t be laughing soon… Transform or Dare?”
Kyle’s face immediately lost its colour, his smile disappearing. “I… uh… uh… d-d-d-“
“TOO LATE!” Jen yelled, Kyle having taken too long to answer, “for your dare, I dare you to be permanently sexually attracted to just female cows! For your transform, well, you’ll grow P cup breasts! No one will think of this change as any different than you were before, except you and I. Every time you use the curse, they will double in size!”
Kyle looked mortified as his chest bulged out, eventually stretching his shirt as it approached P-cup size. He had to hoist his new mammaries up with his arms just to walk, they were so heavy!
“You… you… you bitch!” Kyle yelled, “Transform or dare back!”