Kyle entered the school again tired. He hadn't gotten much sleep last night, having broken in around 10pm and stayed until 1am enjoying Jen's expressions while he himself had a marathon session with her holes right in front of her. Now he walked back into the building where he had left Jennifer with a large energy drink and a breakfast sandwich he had gotten bought from the store in his hand. Walking up to the face, he expected to find her still asleep, but instead he heard her grunting from down the hall as she spotted him and fixed him with a death glare.
"Did you manage to get any sleep?" Kyle asked, offering the energy drink only half-jokingly.
"I got...err!...two or three hours.....aah!....between the late sl-EEP!-ers and early risers" Jen still wanted to kill Kyle, but there was no sense in refusing his attempt at conversation while she was still just a face.
"Hmm, I should have realized there wouldn't be much time between the before-bed wanks of the night owls and the early bird's morning wood. But you always were a hard worker Jen!" Kyle laughed, thinking of all the boys she was currently working on. "Thirsty? Hungry?" Kyle offered the food he was holding.
Jen glared at him for a long moment, and there was no sound in the hall other then the occasional vocalization she failed to keep in. Then her expression softened, and her eyes cast down. "....yes." Kyle set the sandwich and drink on the table Jen was posted over. Her expression turned to shock as he shoved her back into the paper. Kyle enjoyed her aghast expression and would have loved to torment her in this pose, but alas that's wasn't why he did it. "Don't get your pussies in a knot, I have to adjust you. The paper's only so big, and I'm sure you'd rather I not feed you." He moved Jennifer up and a little away relative to the 'window' of the paper, and that window now centered on Jen's shoulders, showcasing her from her breasts to just below her nose. Re-tacking the paper right above the table, he pulled this portion of Jen out. Her teardrop breasts flopped lightly on to the table as her arms, chin, and mouth also emerged.
Placing the drink (with a straw inside) and sandwich into Jen's hands, he watched the astonished expression on her half-face for a moment before, with a sigh, she began took a large sip of the energy drink and a bite of the sandwich. The fact that Kyle had to shrink Jen around 20% to get her arms to fit meant that the sandwich and drink felt, and functionally were, larger to her than they actually were. After a few sips, she lowered the drink and began eating the sandwich with both hands. Kyle especially enjoyed watching her breasts shift slightly every time she lifted the sandwich to her mouth.
"So....why'd you kiss me yesterday?" Jen's mouth asked him. While she still sounded light of breath, no doubt due to the pounding she was continuing to take, Kyle thought that were the rest of Jennifer's face not obscured by the margin of the paper, she would be looking at him suspiciously. "No reason, I just thought it would be more degrading in the spur of the moment." He began cupping her left breast. "I mean, you can't expect me to be sober-minded when I was-" Jen slapped his hand away while holding on to the sandwich with the other. "We're NOT going out Kyle. We're not even friends, especially after this!" She gestured to herself. "Because of your stupid curse I'm the entire school's sex toy!" She set the sandwich down, took a few more sips of the energy drink, and sighed, partially in contentment from the meal and partially in relief from feeling the last student finish in her vagina before getting ready for school.
"Good! I don't know what gave you the impression, but I don't want to go out with a slut like you." Kyle's words were hurtful but his tone was nonchalant. "That's why I cursed you in the first place. Everyone's been in your pussy, and now the reality matches your reputation." Kyle's tone took on a mildly bitter edge. "And friends? You made my life hell for the past two years! No, we're never going to be friends, Jen." Jennifer wasn't surprised by the answer. She was resigned to the fact that Kyle would make her life even harder today using the curse, make her even more of a sex slave, but at the very least she could score some points on him before he did it. And from Kyle's tone, and a certain piece of prior knowledge, it was obvious she'd struck a nerve.
Taking the last chance to assert herself, her mouth smiled icily. "So how'd it feel to have sex with your crush? I saw your boner after I tripped you that day last year, you know, even told my friends about it after. I mean, yeah it took the full power of a fucking magical curse to get you laid, but now you finally know what's under that skirt you were looking up at that day. I'm sure you're proud of HEEEY!-" Kyle finished shoving Jen back into the paper. "You're not my crush. You're just a bully that I decided needed some punishment. It looks like you still do, and I've got some ideas. Silly Jen, did you really think I liked-" Trapped in the paper, Jen couldn't do anything but listen with her mouth wide open mid-word, as Kyle alternated between lambasting her and finishing the sandwich she had been eating. Jen thought she could practically hear Kyle's blush from where she was as he continued his rambling threats. But unbeknownst to Kyle or anyone else, Jen was scarcely more honest with herself. Her exposed pussies started to moisten in their various locations around town.