Jen went to sleep on the thought, sleeping restlessly as she had dreams of ending up with different types of torsos, massive muscle men, skinny nerd boys, fat women, etc. Jen woke up the next morning and finally decided what she was going to do. Jen pessimistically thought to herself that she would have to suffer the consequences of a bad swap, hunting for a body would be stealing from someone, and accidentally swapping with a family member would just be odd. No she needed to punish someone and herself in this situation.
There was one person in her extended family she despised, her Aunt Stacy. Stacy was her aunt by marriage through her father's brother, and she was a bitch, an absolute gold digger and even her uncle knew it. Stacy had been living the high life off of her uncle's lucrative landscaping business, refusing to get a job, "Why should I work when Ben makes all the money I... heh WE need." Stacy had just last year gotten implants, which took her modest B cups up the a whopping F cup, Jen dreaded the thought of having tits that big, but she knew if she was going to have to swap with one person it would be Stacy, to bring the bitch down a few notches. Jen would have the opportunity to do the swap at the family get together. But she knew Stacy would call and boast about a few things before the event, and her Mom would make her listen to the bitch on the phone. Jen didn't usually go to the cook outs, she was usually too busy with cheer leading practice and hanging out with friends so she wouldn't have to deal with them in person after the swap.
Jen went about her day as usual for a Saturday morning, it was about noon when her mom called to her, telling her that her aunt was on the phone. Jen trembled, nervous with what she was about to do, but knowing it was the best choice, just to level the bitch. Jen went downstairs and picked up the phone, her mother left the room with a relived sigh, not wanting to hear anymore from Stacy, even without talking to her directly.
"Hello Aunt Stacy." Jen sighed
"Jen! Good to hear you, how's it going?" Stacy said in her bubbly voice.
"Oh, it's pretty good, just getting things ready for after graduation, ya know, college." Jen muttered.
"Well, that's good have you sent any applications out?"
"Oh yeah, one or two, I haven't heard anything back yet." Jen lied, with this lie she felt a new weight on her chest, and noticed she was about a foot taller, her aunt was a tall woman, just brushing under seven feet all, Jen was now an astounding 7' 8" tall, thanks to Latoia's long legs. Jen looked at her hands, wrinkled and old, Stacy was 55 after all, and watched, only half listening to her aunt as she blubbered on, you couldn't get a word in edge wise with her, as her skin tightened getting darker in tone, and more supple, what she wasn't paying attention to was her bust. Slowly her breast started to grow, what Jen didn't know was her Aunt was originally a busty girl, but she had some complications after having her first child that required a reduction, and now the curse was giving Jen her aunt's youthful bust.
It wasn't until her breasts started to come into her view that she noticed, her eyes went wide as her massive but visibly expanded until it strained against the blouse her new torso was wearing, Jen held the phone with her head as she unbuttoned the tortured shirt, letting her still expanding bust out before it tore through the shirt. Jen was going to be sick, this wasn't going the way she wanted, her punishment to her aunt was backfiring horribly. Her now gigantic tits finally stopped expanding, sitting in all of their magnificence on her chest, jutting out a a massive M cup, Jen stared wide eyed at her new bust. She quietly whimpered knowing she was now stuck with these blimps. Jen finally finished the conversation twenty minutes later, and walked back upstairs to her bedroom, nearly loosing balance because of her new bust and height.
Jen closed the door behind her, Jen for her part wasn't upset, but startled, her bust was always in view, except when looking far up, even lifting her head high enough that she was looking at the corner of her room kept her bust in view, it's mocha skin smooth and supple. Jen sighed, "Well, this is a fine mess." She threw herself on her bed, which she immediately regretted landing on her new tits, they pushed forward and she got a face full of her new boobs, Jen lay there in defeat, face smothered in tit flesh. "Well, they're all mine now, how am I going to deal with these?"