As the transformation sensation dissipated, Jenn franticly checked herself to discover what was now different. She hadn't grown any fatter, she was still the same height as before and she didn't grow any new or weird body parts. She even inspected her mouth to verify that she still had all her teeth. They were still all there but she did slobber all over her hand while she checked.
"Whew, nothing has changed," Jen sighed with relief "I guess this punishment is a dud. It's about time I catch a break."
The exact moment those words left her drooling mouth the curse decided to let her know just how wrong she was. Without any warning or control her bladder released a torrent of hot piss into her diaper. As soon as the vile liquid exited her body the other part of the curse took effect. It does not matter that she was already padded up, her clothes began to shift once again. The outer layer of her cloth diaper firmed up and gave a distinctive crinkling sound as its color shifted to a bright pink hue and little unicorns and tiaras now decorated both the front and rear. The more she peed the thicker it swelled. The single flower on her tank top seemed to bloom as it morphed into many smaller flowers, while the shirt itself grew puffy sleeves and frilly ruffles but still did nothing to hide her shit and piss filled diaper. It is no longer a mere childish tank top, tis now a proper baby dress. Pastel pink booties now adorn her otherwise bare feet. Her hair stays in the pigtails, but a comically large pink bow is now affixed to each side.
If asked at that very moment, Jen could not tell you what mortified her more right then, being forced to wear such an infantile outfit or the pungent and mushy load that hugged her backside. Desperate, she dialed Suzy's number once again but still had no luck in reaching her friend.
"This can't be happening! Fucking Kyle!!! I will find a way to pay back that freak for doing this to me. But first I need to find someone to get me out of this stinking diaper." Jen cried out to herself.
Wiping away a few tears that had started to form in the corners of her eyes, she centers herself and comes up with a plan. While the curse won't let her remove any of the clothing herself, Kyle never said she couldn't put anything on top of them to cover them up. She waddled over to her closet and pulled out a floor length trench coat. But the moment she tried to put it on she discovered that she no longer knew how to dress herself. After 5 minutes of unsuccessfully trying to get her arms in the proper holes, Jen admitted defeat and threw herself backwards on her bed and was quickly reminded why that was a bad idea when the mess in her padding squelched and spread even further around her bottom.
She began pound her fists on her mattress while screaming, "No, no, no, no, no, no. No! No! No! NO!!!!"
While this temper tantrum is a bit unusual for her, it was not caused by the curse. Rather her inability to dress herself was, but it is her second infantile behavior that should go away once she is changed. However, the ruckus she caused drew the attention of someone in the house and she could hear footsteps approaching her closed bedroom door.