Jen walked slowly, still getting used to her huge butt, belly, and balls. If there was anyone who could help her in this situation, it would be her family, right? Would they recognize their daughter? How would they react if they did? She continued cautiously creeping down the steps, worries rising as she descended.
She walked over to the kitchen, but didn’t walk in just yet. Her mother was waiting for her in there, but she couldn’t bring herself to let her see what she had turned into. Not yet. She had to do something first.
“Mom?” she said, “I... can I ask you to promise something?”
“Uh, sure sweetheart,” her mother answered, “What is it?”
“Promise you won’t freak out when I come in?” Jen asked her mother, “I don’t quite feel like myself right now.”
“Oh Jenny!” her mother waved off, “I’m not gonna freak out just because my baby isn’t feeling well. Come in so I can check up on you.”
With a deep breath, Jennifer walked into the kitchen. She saw her mother was speechless, flabbergasted, shocked. She covered her mouth with her hands, motherly fear and worry painted across her face.
“Oh no! Jenny? Is that...,” her mother inquired.
“Yeah, it’s me, Mom,” Jen confirmed.
“Oh! Oh Jenny!” She ran out to hug her fat, furry daughter, “What happened to my baby?!”
“I... I don’t know,” Jen hugged her thinner mother back, “I got this phone call from some freshman and he turned me into this!”
“Wait,” her mother looked into her daughter’s eyes, “you don’t mean... someone gave you the town curse?”
“You know about this?” Jen asked her.
“Of course I do,” Mom nodded, “Anyone who’s anyone in this town knows about it. We just don’t like talking about it much. Who gave it to you?”
“I don’t know!” Jen said, “Some dweeb called Kyle Perkins! He said that it was revenge for pantsing him last week.”
Her mother was a bit upset by that. “Well then it’s no wonder you got cursed! I hope you learned something from this, young lady.”
“I’m not grounded, am I?” Jen asked, a bit worried. Her mother shook her head.
“No, I think you’re punished enough as it is,” she said, “I’ll call the school and tell them you’re sick and can’t come in today. You just have some breakfast and we’ll take care of it from there.”
Jen agreed and the tanuki girl let go of her human mother who kissed her forehead. Jen fixed herself some cereal while her mother called the school. All the while, with relief in her heart, she wondered what would happen next.