Kyle clutched his stomach as an instant of nausea overcame him. Something substantial was being rewired with this change, he was sure. A moment later, Kyle began to feel a pair of twisting sensations near his genitals. Through the pain, he glowered up at Jen. "Damn it, now what kind of parts are you giving me down there? Is me having a cock and pussy not enough for you?"
"Well, I know that plenty of people would be satisfied with that, but even dual genitalia can leave something to be desired," Jen said, her expression softened slightly by Kyle's distress. "But like I said, Kylie, while I may enjoy this particular change myself, this one was meant for your own pleasure."
Kyle scoffed, far from convinced that the girl who had done this to him cared about his pleasure in the slightest, especially seeing as he was on the floor in pain. "And just what was my crotch missing when I already have both parts? I'm probably not even going to fit whatever these new things are in my pants!"
"Okay, you may have a point about your pants, I'll admit I didn't think much about that," said Jen, musing. "But I think you need to focus on where those new things are, exactly, because it's not quite your crotch. Why don't you just take your pants off so we can see what's going on there?"
Kyle didn't particularly want to cooperate, partially out of simple rebelliousness towards the one who had cursed him, and partially because he was still in some pain. The pain wasn't nearly as bad, now, but it had also changed: the twisting had stopped, but now there was more of a pushing sensation from beneath the two points, which was causing the surface to stretch uncomfortably. And now that Kyle was focused, the sensations weren't near his genitals, but rather on his pubis, among his bushy pubes.
Seeing Kyle's inaction, Jen knelt to the floor. "Not feeling up to it, cutie? If you won't do it, I will, because you are definitely going to want to see this." With Kyle's only response being a half-hearted glare, Jen bent over to unfasten his belt and unzip his pants. Kyle yelped in protest and pulled his legs back as she started to pull his pants over his hips, covering his pubic mound with his hands due to the sensation, but Jen continued to pull anyway, finally leaving Kyle's pants and underwear scrunched up at his ankles. "So, Kylie, what do you see?"
Bending up to see over his breasts (they hadn't gotten even bigger, had they?), Kyle did indeed see something amiss. Well, beyond his expanding chest, hairy cunt below his semi-erect mammoth cock, and overall increasingly-feminine body. For one thing, he had even less body hair than the last time he'd checked, with even his happy trail having faded nearly completely, yet his pubes were another story; there was still an impressive bush on his pubis, forming an inverted triangle from his penis to about an inch upward. What got Kyle's attention, though, were two pink peaks resting above the corners of his pubic triangle, each rising not quite an inch above his pubic mound. In disbelief, he reached to touch one. "What the hell are-"
The moment Kyle's finger touched the tip of the peak, a pull of arousal shot through his torso, his penis twitching in response. That just felt like- "Oh no."
It was just like how his chest felt when rubbing against his shirt.
"I kind of got the idea from how different mammals have different breast arrangements, and how cows and horses and such have their tits right near their genitals. I didn't want you to lose your normal knockers, though, so you get the two pairs. Those little ones may not be big right now, but in a couple of hours they'll be big enough that you can titfuck yourself with them," Jen continued, clearly proud of herself. "Though in hindsight, that cock of yours might be big enough that you could have done that anyway. Oh well, either way, at least anyone going down on you will have more to play with, right?"
Now Kyle was conflicted between shock, outrage, and arousal. "These tits up here are already in the way, and now I'm gonna have another pair that I have to fit into my pants?"
Jen just smirked, looking over Kyle's budding crotch boobs. "What are you worrying about, Kylie? You always prided yourself on that bulge in your pants, right? Now you'll have the biggest bulges in the whole school, guaranteed!"
While the thought was oddly reassuring in a twisted way, it didn't make Kyle feel much better. He gingerly twiddled his lower nipples in his hands as he considered his next actions. The last period would be over soon, and the worst(?) day of Kyle's life would be that much closer to ending.