Jennifer arrived to class without paying much attention to the bustle of students around her. Which was a hard feat, as her massive melons seemed to get jostled and groped every time she got a little too close to the crowd. She couldn't stop it, not that she felt inclined to try.
She arrived at her first class of the day with little interaction, while keeping her mind focused on her day. Culture studies was usually one of her favorite topics, as it was interesting to learn about cultures all over the world. However thanks to the effects of the curse, Jennifer didn't realize the jeopardy that she was about to subject her body to.
The beginning of the class was uneventful startup stuff. Attendance and announcements, the usual things that were autopiloted through every morning by the students. The teacher began the lecture of the day, complete with images on the projector to accompany his point. Today's lecture was about an aboriginal tribe that had only recently begun communicating with outsiders. They were known for their interesting customs. One such custom the teacher began to speak about was piercings. He began to go on at great lengths about their beliefs in a piercings' power over fertility. As he started describing the piercings, he switched to a picture of an aboriginal woman with massive breasts and an ornate piercing. Before she could realize where her mind was going, Jennifer thought to herself 'I wonder what those piercings feel like?'
With that thought, a sharp tingle coursed over Jennifer's breasts. It didn't quite feel like pain, however it was enough to force her to cradle her massive knockers in a tender embrace. As the tingling subsided, she noticed that her nipples were very clearly poking through her top, and that the fabric seemed to be stretched away from the nipple by a rod-like outline.
"Now Jennifer, if you'd be so gracious as to come up to the front of the class and kindly help the demonstration as we discussed yesterday, please." The teacher looked at her warmly. Though she hadn't actually agreed to help the teacher, memories of the conversation flooded into her head. Her family had been practicing similar customs for many generations to this aboriginal tribe, which was why this particular class was so important to her. It gave her a chance to research some of the odd tradition her family had performed on themselves over the centuries.
Jennifer knew what he wanted her to do, and as she was "adapted" to her situation by the curse, she quickly agreed and walked to the front of her class. Inside, she was deeply embarrassed and her face would have been turning crimson. However, she felt cool and calm as she strode to the front and removed her shirt, freeing her jumbo tits. She took this time to examine her new gain. Her nipples were each pierced by a bone-like object with symbols carved into it. A small chain link stretched between them, connecting the nipples. As an effect of the piercings, her nipples were permanently pointed. Perhaps oddest to her was that even though her skin color hadn't changed, her nipples had turned from their usual rose pink to a honey brown.
As the class ogled her piercing, the teacher pointed out the similarities of the two types of piercing, as well as the differences and their potential reasons. "Although nobody knows if their piercings do actually increase fertility, Jennifer here can at maybe attest to their effects." The teacher gave her a wink and motioned for her to sit back down. 'So now I have massive knockers because of my family's weird traditions. Okay......' she thought to herself, as she barely paid attention to the rest of class out of fear of gaining some more unwanted qualities.
In the period between class, she had to relieve herself. As she got into the stall and removed her panties, she realized that the nipple piercings weren't the only thing she had gained. She now had a piercing in similar form to the nipple piercings, however this one was through her clit. Prior to the curse, she had never really had much experimentation with her clit, as it rarely saw fit to peek out of its neighborhood. And Jennifer for the most part didn't have to worry about pleasuring herself, as her steady stream of boyfriends after puberty had kicked into high gear could attest.
However now she was a little intrigued. Would the piercing affect it? She gave it an experimental tease and felt waves of pleasure wash over her body. It took everything she had not to moan as she squirted a tiny stream of female cum into the toilet.
She didn't have much time, as much as she wanted to explore her new piercings and make sure there weren't any other surprises. So she finished up and hurried to the next class, now innately aware of the piercing between her legs with every step.