“I… I… I’m sorry!” Susan cried, tears of embarrassment welling up in her eyes, “I don’t know what’s coming over me! M-may I please be excused to go to the nurse’s office?”
“You may,” Mr. Kuhnker sighed, “Just try not to get into any more trouble, young lady.”
“Okay,” Susan nodded, hastily scurrying out of the room. The classroom she left behind would definitely not be able to return to their assignments peacefully. Susan’s stunt was just… too shocking! Half the class were concerned for her, but just as many were laughing behind her back (with a few boys looking forward to using the video they captured for pleasure reasons later).
Of course, it would be safe to assume that the other five girls were affected by the recent string of commands, and they each had their own chair fucking incidents that period. Except of course for Anne, who was playing basketball in gym class. The stipulation of one of the commands started that she exposed her pussy at all times, which was why she’d traded her gym shorts for an athletic skirt. Luckily no one seemed to care about the fact she was clearly going commando underneath, so it was alright. In fact the curse had the fringe benefit of making her play better so long as she was commanded to, so it was all good.
Of course she failed to notice that she shared her gym period with another one of Kyle’s nerd friends. This was Agatha, a rather homely lass who was a repeat target of the cheerleaders’ hazing. Once Kyle explained what was going on to her and filled her in on the plan, she realized that now more than ever was her chance at revenge. She’d spent minutes formulating the perfect embarrassing command, and first chance she got she whispered it into Anne’s ear.
“Listen closely to every word I tell you until I say I’m finished,” Agatha whispered, “I command you to transform into a four foot tall girl with double wide hips, a jiggly bubble butt, and chunky thighs. I command your boobs to be as fat, round, and bouncy as those basketballs, and for you to stop hiding those dick nipples. In fact, make sure your shirts and whatever have holes in them for your nipples to poke out of at all times and to let anyone who asks nicely to suck as much milk out of them as they want. Whenever someone slaps your fat butt, I want you to automatically let out a loud fart, and you had better secretly like when this happens. Lastly, you had better be exempted from being punished for being so lewd in public, but to still suffer embarrassment from it. Okay, now I’m finished.”
Anne’s body shrunk down to four feet tall as much of her body’s mass was relocated to make hips, butt, thighs, and boobs bigger. Her six inch long dick nipples punched holes in her shirt, exposing them for all to see. Somehow she knew that the teachers wouldn’t care that she was so indecently exposing them, but it still made her blush.
“Agatha?” Anne quailed, “I… I guess you got your just desserts for us cheerleaders teasing you, huh?”
“If you mean revenge for your constant hazing,” Agatha said, “Then yes, I think I might have.”
“Umm, yeah,” Anne grinned nervously, not used to this change in power dynamics, “You sure got me good! So… this makes us square, right?”
“Not quite yet,” the nerdy girl grinned, “Hey everyone! Watch what happens when you smack one of the cheerleaders’ asses!” She then slapped Anne’s enormous rear end with the flat end of her palm, prompting an absolute foghorn of a fart to erupt from her cheeks. Anne’s face went bright red as the rest of the girls in her gym class started laughing. On top of that, not that she would admit it, but she kinda liked both the getting her keister slapped and feeling the fart blast out of it.
“There, now we’re even!” Agatha smiled, “Now, don’t you dare haze me ever again, you shortstacked skank. Now, may I please suck some milk from your titties?”
“Y-you may,” Anne sighed defeatedly as she held her right breast up for her.