Jojo and Jamie broke off their kiss to see who was yelling at them. An offended black woman was glaring at them. She had her hands covering her young daughters' eyes. The two girls, who looked to be 6 and 9, were wearing swimsuits and were apparently on their way to the beach. Their mother was dressed in a black blouse, white pants, and tennis shoes so she was apparently not intending to get in the water herself.
The mother, Gloria, was giving the two lesbians outraged looks. "You can't just go making out and touching each other in public! You could scar my kids for life! Go find a room if you want to that nasty stuff, not where everyone can see you!" she snapped.
Of course, most of Gloria's words were sliding off of Jojo and Jamie. The curse was very strong with them and it was driving them to do one thing: spread it to others, especially girls. And as the first real woman Jojo and Jamie had seen after their transformation, Gloria was irresistible to them. "You know what I think?" asked Jojo, walking over to Gloria.
"I'm not curious about what you're thinking," said Gloria dismissively.
"Oh, I think you are. You're very curious about what it'd be like to be touched by another woman like that," said Jojo, putting a hand on Gloria's shoulder. Gloria felt a tingling sensation in her shoulder and brought up her arm to brush Jojo off. But as soon as her hand touched Jojo's arm, she felt an unexpected sensation of pleasure. Her hand was now grasping Jojo's arm gently. "The problem is that you're too old-fashioned to want to explore that curiosity," said Jojo.
"Old-fashioned? I'm as fly as the next cat," said Gloria. 'Fly as the next cat? Even I know that's dated,' thought Gloria.
Jojo frowned a little before saying, "Well, if we're gonna go retro, it should at least be the better kind." With that, she leaning in and planted her lips on Gloria's. Gloria gave a muffled cry of surprise, but that soon turned into a lusty moan. Her hands should have come up to push Jojo away, but instead, they rubbing her curvy body.
The curse soon spread to Gloria and started shifting her body. Her body became much younger and thinner with the exception of her big brickhouse ass and her honkin' E-cup breasts. Her clothes shifted as well. Her blouse shrank as the sleeves reduced to nothing. The buttons became undone before the blouse retied itself, showing off her tight, tone midriff and emphasizing her cleavage even more. Her pants became extra tight around the upper parts, but below the knees they billowed out into bell bottom pants. Her tennis shoes completely remolded themselves, becoming platform shoes. There was an interesting sizzling sound coming from Gloria's hair before with a *pop* not unlike popcorn, it puffed out into a big fluffy Afro. Finally, the makeup on her face became sexier while her simple stud earrings became a pair of big hoop earrings. When her transformation was complete, Gloria looked like a sexy 70's black woman who looked like she stepped out of a blaxplotation movie.
Meanwhile, Jamie was attending to Gloria's daughters. "Hey girls," she said to them, "I bet you were wondering why me and Jojo were kissing.
"Shouldn't girls only kiss boys?" asked Monique, the older sister. She was wearing a purple swimsuit and her hair was done up in dreadlocks.
"That isn't so," said Jamie, "Girls can kiss other girls. And there are other things that feel even better."
"Like what?" asked the younger Kizzie, her own swimsuit was orange and she wore her hair in cornrows.
"Like this," said Jamie before slightly adjusting her sling bikini, revealing her big breasts completely to the two little girls. She pulled the sisters in closer and whispered, "Don't you want to take a taste?"
"Yeah, I do" said Kizzie, her young mind making her open to the curse's hypnotic power. She put her lips on Jamie's left nipple and started sucking. As she did so, her body started to grow taller and older.
Monique held back out of reluctance. "I don't know, it seems naughty," she said.
Kizzie, now 9 years old herself, pulled away from Jamie's breast briefly. "Don't knock it till you've tried it, sister," she said. She grabbed the back of Monique's head and shoved it against Jamie's right breast. Monique didn't struggle much, the touch of both Jamie and Kizzie beginning to overwhelm her. Eventually, her mouth found Jamie's nipple and she latched on. Once her sister was suckling, Kizzie went back to Jamie's other breast.
As the two suckled, they grew taller and older. Jamie rubbed their chests encouragingly, soon feeling them start into puberty by the way their nipples were hardening. Their swimsuits stretched as their torsos grew longer, their chests puffing out as their hips widened. The material over their stomachs thinned before parting, turning into bikini sets that were hugging the new curves of their bodies closely. Jamie reached into the fronts of their swimsuit bottoms and soon found their pussies. A little rubbing started the sisters moaning. Their moaning got deeper as they raced through puberty. With a short cry, their pussies clenched and squirted. The two little girls in one piece suits were now two hot black women in bikinis. Their hips and asses were as well-proportioned as their mother's, but their tits were smaller, even if they were still D-cups.
Gloria broke off her kissing with Jojo to look at Monique and Kizzie. "Damn, you girls got foxy," said Gloria, eying her daughters' bodies lecherously.
"Yeah, we're totally super hot," said Kizzie, hefting up her big boobs.
"And I feel so good," said Monique as she stretched, jutting out her butt for others to see.
Jojo and Jamie were very pleased with their work, but they knew they had more to do. The plague was compelling to keep spreading the infection. Jojo soon thought of a way to cover more ground. "Hey, why don't you three bikini babes go to the beach while we hit the town?" asked Jojo.
"Oh, there are so many girls on the beach," said Jamie excitedly.
"And plenty of girls in town too," said Gloria before turning to her daughters, though they looked more sisters now, "Now you two get as much pussy as you can. And if a dumb dick tries to mess with you, you bring him to our side. Got it?"
"No problem," said Monique.
"It's gonna be a blast," said Kizzie.
With that, the five women headed in different directions to spread the lesbian plague further.