Jennifer walked into chemistry class, and sat in the middle as always just next to her friend Britney. She like Jennifer is a cheerleader and has a boyfriend, Brad Hanks, he was 6ft 3, and had abs that beamed when you looked at them. Without realising it Jennifer began lowering her hand to the entrance of her skirt. Luckily the desks had small sides so no one would have seen as Jennifer moved her fingers every so close to her pussy. She began thinking about Brad and how unfair it was that Britney had a smoking hot boyfriend and she didn’t, oh how she’d love to bend over for him and mayb--
Jennifer? – Mrs crumwell stated, staring sternly at Jenifer she sighed and repeated. What are the 3 core bonds we talked about last class?
Jennifer snapped to, realising that she had just drifted off and started playing with herself. “Uhm, Covalent, Ionic and uhm. I’m sorry I can’t remember the last” She replied She didn’t know why she was having such trouble recalling basic information. Maybe the curse she thought to herself is it altering my intelligence as well?
Metalic Jennifer now pay attention, try not to drift off again; I know these catch up classes are boring but you students need to learn. Mrs Crumwell said.
What! No that can’t be I was never in remedial, my last report card gave me solid B’s with the A in Sport and C in Math. Why would I be remedial Jennifer thought to herself becoming more worried.
The rest of school went by mostly uneventful for the afternoon, Jennifer chatted to the other cheerleaders after school, practice was cancelled because the pitch was being redone. Not wanting to miss the bus a second time she made sure to get there extra early to go home. Well not home anymore. Between with what’s been going on and her curse she hadn’t given it much thought that her mum told her they were moving.
Getting off at her stop, she saw the moving vans where packed and her mum and dad where just finishing the last of it.
Hello she cried out trying to make sense of where her mum and dad are.
Just in here sweetly, her mother called from the living room. Jennifer walked in and saw her mum sitting in the empty living room next to the fireplace, the purple walls bare, and the wooden floors void of any furniture.
I’m so sorry were moving honey, I know times are tough now, but I still have my job at the factory and your dads already applied to a new firm, I’m sure we’ll get back on our feet in no time. She wiped some tears from her eyes and got up and hugged Jennifer feeling her implants. “Still atleast we managed to get you an upgrade before all this” as her mum chuckled slightly.
Jennifer taking it all in, hugging her mother back, saying she knows it’ll be okay. When deep down, she realized. It was only just the beginning. If she didn’t sell herself then her family would continue to become poorer until we’re homeless. And if she did sell herself she will slowly become a trashy prostitute that everyone remembers as one.
(Author note - Rollingstones here, i made an account If you have any feedback or ideas let me know this is my first story, more smut and changes to come I plan for this to be a slow burn which ramps up.)