Jen went on with her morning like nothing had happened, because, really, HAD something happened? As far as she knew, everything was fine. She was going to be late for school at this rate, but maybe she'd be fine? She just had to speed up! And though she was missing a sock, something she was sure she was going to regret later, she was otherwise dressed. "Good enough," she says to herself, resigning her to a one-socked day as she grabs her things, raring to go. "Alright world, hit me with your best shot!" The pep-talk to herself was a little much, but she felt like she needed it today! She... wasn't sure why. It was just this weird feeling she had. Throwing her door open (after having retreated to her room for her undies), she spun around the corner, ready to run down the hall and head straight outside!
...Only to slam right into her mother, having just emerged from her bedroom in nothing but an oversized nightshirt, sending the young girl right back down onto the floor.
"Ow, jesus, Jennifer!" she yells, brushing herself off. "What did I say about being so LOUD in the mornings? I was trying to sleep, you little... oh my." Jen, still rubbing at her head, is more than a little surprised to hear the yelling end so soon. Mom should be giving her what-for for that! Still, she's not about to ask for MORE yelling. "Sorry, mom, I was just--I'm gonna be late for school," she mumbles, pulling herself to her feet. Only to then wince as she feels her bra get tighter and tighter... but, strangely, her boobs feel less sensitive. Rubbing at her eyes a bit, Jen finally focuses on her mom, and her jaw drops at the sight.
Her mom is bent over, hand between her 'ass', rubbing around. With the night-shirt pulled up, Jen should be disgusted that her mother is so brazenly flashing her, but considering that what should make up large, round cheeks are nothing more than pert, full breasts that were more suited for Jenn's chest than her mother's rump! And between them was nothing! Just smooth skin! She opens her mouth to start screaming, but instead just says, "Oh! Wow, that's not what I thought I'd see this morning." And Jenn recoils, at that--She sounded so casual! She tries, again, to scream, to make the sounds she wanted to, but instead just says, "Guess I got off luckier than you, sorry mom."
Her mom seems to take it in stride, shaking her head and loosing a pleasant sigh. "It's alright, dear. Here--You need these panties more than me," she says slipping them off and holding them out towards Jenn. "Or, well, you don't need them, but take off that bra! Not like it's covering up the important stuff under there anyways."
The implications of this baffle Jenn, and it's only when she peaks down her collar that her mind screams even louder.
Her breasts--Her beautiful, perfect breasts--Were replaced with the aged ass of her very own mother. While it looked like she was bustier, her smaller boobs were now just huge ass-flesh that had no place sitting on her chest. Experimentally spreading her cheeks, she gaped even more as she noted that this was a THOROUGH change--And a finger, roaming in there, got a squeak out of Jenn that made her Mom blush. Yep... it had the functional parts, too. A pussy facing up towards her, and an asshole aimed down on the other side.
Jenn wants to collapse, but the curse continues to force her to act like this is a normal thing. "Aw, jeez," she continues to say, sounding calm while she removes her bra, "People aren't gonna make fun of me for this, are they?" Jenn's mom laughs. "Nonsense! I think they'll like you like that just fine. Lots of people'll like that look, I'm sure. Maybe even meet a boyfriend... or girlfriend." This time, Jenn's mind is in sync with how her body acts as she goes, "Mom! What the hell?" The old woman just laughs more openly and waves her off, taking the now useless bra from her hands. "I'm joking, I'm joking! I'll adjust--I'll have to sit on softer cushions from now on, and lie on my belly, but that's alright. You go have fun at school, hon."
Jenn didn't really want to go to school like THIS, but... seeing as she couldn't act like this was wrong in the first place, she didn't really have a choice. She wasted no time, not wanting something like this to happen again, and before she knew it, she was already out the door, slumping up against it in disbelief. "Can't... fucking believe this," she mutters, giving her new chest-ass a hard grope. "C-Can today get ANY weirder?"
She hears the screech of the bus pulling up, and huffs. No time to feel bad for herself. Guess... she's gotta go, huh?