The now topless and four-breasted Jen boarded the bus. She kept her head down and avoided eye contact with everyone. Moving towards the back, she found an empty seat with no one already in it. She busied herself with catching up on a reading assignment and hoped that that would keep anyone from talking to her.
It did, until the second to last stop. This was the dreaded bully stop where three of the school bullies all boarded at the same place. Jen buried her face deeper into her textbook. The two male bullies, Eduardo and Jason, found targets right away. That just left Gretchen.
Gretchen Saunders was six foot three, with glasses-covered blue eyes and a tangled mess of shoulder-length black hair. She was a little on the chunky side, but not fat. In fact, it was nearly all muscle.
"Don't notice me, don't notice me, don't notice me," Jen thought to herself.
Too late.
"Hey! Cheerleader!" Gretchen yelled.
Jen gulped as Gretchen sidled up a dropped into the open seat next to her.
"I didn't take you to be one to do homework on the bus! Up too late banging half the school?"
Jen tried to ignore her, knowing that it would only a matter of minutes before the curse took effect.
"Hey! I'm talkin' to you!" Gretchen bellowed. "Why you not wearing any shirt?"
"Tramsform or dare?" Jen said as the curse took over.
"Transform," Greatchen answered as if in a trance.
"Good. I'm going to roll a six-sided die. Whatever number it shows will be the number of breasts you'l have."
"Huh?" Gretchen said, obviously confused by the change in conversation that was seemingly out of left field.
Jen rolled the die which came up with a 3.
"Right," she said, "you get to grow a third breast, right between your existing ones. All three will grow to D cups and you'll start producing breast milk for a week after which you'll be able to turn milk production on and off at will. All your currently owned clothes will change to fit and you'll find breastfeeding other people a major turn-on. Finally, you'll go topless for the rest of the day."
It took only a few minutes as a third breast sprouted and grew, pushing it's neighbors to either side to make room for itself. Once it finished growing, Gretchen took off her shirt and jammed it into her backpack. By this point, the bus had reached school and everyone rushed to get off. Gretchen was too stunned by what had happened to say anything and just filed off the bus with everyone else.
Jen smiled to herself and marveled that no one really seemed to notice. "Must be the curse," she thought. After all, Kyle had said that no one would be upset about her toplessness. That must apply to all her victims too.
Jen smiled and shouldered her backpack. She had to get to class. She was sure there would be plenty of other victims before the day ended. She hoped that once it affected someone, it wouldn't affect them again. And with that, she walked into school.