As Jennifer walked to her next class from the bathroom, she kept noticing every time her shirt or her panties would hook on a piercing. It was much worse for her lower piercing, as it became stimulated any time her stride was too short. The only time her nipple piercing rubbed was when her breasts jiggled in the tight restriction her shirt provided her, though her nipples and piercings might as well not be covered at all for as little as the fabric stretched tightly across each did very little to hide them.
Jennifer met up with her friend Samantha at her locker, and the two departed for class. As they were walking through the hall, they heard a muffled moaning sound, and saw eyes in the hall darting in a direction. They made their way through the throng of people, just in time to watch a Sophomore having a very difficult time walking to the bathroom. Jennifer could tell by her soaking pants that she had either pissed herself, or creamed herself in a particularly excessive way.
"Who's that?" Jennifer asked Sam.
"Oh that's Ashley. You remember her from tryouts? Well, she lost a bet and so she had to come to school wearing a vibrator, that the person who won the bet can trigger on a whim. The best part is that nobody knows who the winner is, so the teachers can't punish them. And they've got some pretty deep dirt on her or else the teachers would just have her remove it. Crazy, huh? But you have to wonder what it feels like to just suddenly turn on without any warning, right?"
"Yeah, it must be weird!" Agreed Jennifer, as she thought to herself, 'I wonder what a vibrator is even like?'
Suddenly, without warning, a buzzing sensation overcame her sensitive areas. Not just her vagina, but her nipples began to buzz to life. Jennifer instinctively reached for her erogenous zones while a bead of drool trailed down her chin.
"Ashley's got nothing on you though, eh? But then again, I guess the difference is voluntary. I still don't know how you get through your day though." Sam looked lustily at the occupied Jennifer, almost writhing on the floor, "M-m-m-mind hELPing me U-u-UUUUUUP!?" she moaned, while reaching a hand out to Sam. Sam pulled her to her feet, despite Jennifer's legs threat of giving out every few pulses of the vibrators.
In Jennifer's head, the memories suddenly flooded into her, so that she could make sense of this new reality. The objects that had been piercings not even a half hour ago had become vibrators, stimulating her nipples and her clit. As per her family traditions, this would increase the fertility and "quality" of the bachelorette for marriage. Her breasts had been growing steadily since she had undergone the procedure right after puberty. She had to be careful not to take in even a drop of cum, as she would likely get pregnant immediately. She didn't even wonder what that would be like; it was something she didn't want.
As her and Sam stumbled back to the classroom (Sam being infinitely patient with her needing to stop), Jennifer realized the state that her pants were in. Similar to Ashley earlier, it was very obvious that she was in a state of endless pleasure. "UgHHH! Mmmy pants...they're s-s-s-soaking." Jen stuttered through the waves.
"Yeah, I've been meaning to ask you: why are you wearing clothes today? It's not like you've ever needed them with your condition and...hobby?" Jennifer remembered, now that Ashley had directed her mind to the memory. She tried on a few occasions to keep her clothes clean, but they barely lasted until the second period so her family had reached an agreement with the school.
Just because she had the memories, didn't mean that she suddenly lost her clothes. She had made a conscious decision to come to school this morning in clothes (in this reality), to try yet again to survive the day like a "regular" girl. Which was clearly impossible, looking at the growing spot of fluid on the crotch of her jeans.
'I wonder what it's like to not need clothes' Jennifer thought, finally using the curse to her advantage. Suddenly, she became acutely aware of every stream of air in the hall. Her wet cunt and stiff nipples were suddenly exposed to the open air, a buzzing noise that was muffled by clothes was now apparent in her immediate vicinity.
Now unfortunately for her, every time she came she could feel a stream of fluids run down her thighs. She could at least see the vibrators attached to her nipples, and if she moved her massive buzzing breasts out of the way she could see her dripping cunt with the buzzing clit piercing.
Now that she didn't have any clothes pressing the devices into their sensitive zones, things were a little more manageable for Jennifer. She could actually walk without a leg-crushing orgasm. Her only concern was how much noise she'd make sitting in a plastic seat with a vibrator buzzing between her legs!