Jen heard in the next room Lily crying. She needed to be fed. She is quite needy. She is growing fast so it is to be expected. Lily is six but still occasionally wants to be breastfed. As Jen enter she remembers the curse and find herself with a die in her hand and asks Lily, who is playing with her doll with playdough added breasts, transform or dare. Lily says transform, she rattled off the curse and rolled the dice. Six. Jen gave a very disappointed sigh and looked at Lily.
Lily stopped crying and looked at herself. Two spheres grew under her shirt and two pairs more. The child laid on top of six d cup breasts in a pool of milk.
Jen looked on looking at the result of her naivety. Lily grabbed one of her breasts and started suckling. Jen really disliked what she had caused herself and Lily.