Instead of a sneeze, when the time came and she felt it coming, an unexpected "pfbbt" came out of her mouth rather than an 'achoo'. Jen barely paid this any mind as she found herself dealing with other problems. Her vision had begun to bounce around wildly after bowing her head down to sneeze, her lips felt tingly and her nose felt twitchy. Reaching up to rub her eyes, Jen was startled to find a mass of flesh well before she found her eyes. As her hands came into contact with the skin of the protruding objects, her vision went dark as her hands obscured it. The objects felt soft and oddly familiar, with a strange bumps on each one hitting the middle of her palms. She pulled her hands away and she could see again, and at this she noticed something too. It felt like she was sitting about an inch or so more forward than she had been initially. She again touched the fleshy protrusions, unable to sate her curiosity, when it finally clicked. They felt like breasts. Her breasts. As she cupped the tits she let out a confused cry, only instead of that a gurgle came from her mouth.
Unable to bear it any longer, she made her way to the bathroom to see what was wrong with her face. The moment she stepped in front of the mirror their was a terrified 'pffblt' echoing from the pussy that occupied that space where her mouth once was. It twitched and spasmed in a vain attempt at words, but only succeeded in making gurgling noises that put Jen further on edge. Above that was what could only be an exact copy of her tight anus sitting just above her clit, and with some additional horror she didn't know she had she wished she had shaved 'down there' earlier. To either side of her misplaced pucker where copies of her breasts, hanging comically from where her eyes should have been. The nipples appeared to serve as her eyes now, and her vision followed suite, bobbing up and down or jiggling as her breasts moved with her head.
Jen, terrified but unable to resist knowing, placed a hand on her facial pussy. It felt warm, and a little wet, and exactly like the real thing. A thought shot through her mind and she dove into her pants. A thorough search confirmed she still had her original bits in all the right places, giving her doubles of each on her deformed body. The hand soon returned, now less horrified and more interested. She gently pulled on either side of her vaginal opening and got a closer look at her parts than she ever had before. This, however, only captured her at attention for so long as her mind turned to other things...