The curse has decided to make Wasps the main bug, adding in bees and honey-ants for a sweet surprise.
Jen is unaware, the curse making her unable to stop the army of insects crawling into her soaking wet entrance. An Anaconda also joins the party, (I do have a reputation as a Lamia to uphold, after all!) coiling around her legs. Finally, after a few minutes it stops. With weak legs, she starts walking towards the school. She trips and falls, her feet having shifted into the large hooves of the mare. They grow more, the hooves gaining an additional circle, looking like an 8 from the bottom. That is, until a sickening “rip” separates them both. Her hips extend, flesh filling in between her thighs, presenting her vagina to the world. The rest of her body grows and grows, becoming as large as the mare herself. Once her lower body has finalised, fur grows on it, becoming the same dirty blond as Jen’s hair. Apart from her lower body, Jen remains unchanged. That is, until another pair of arms emerge from the bottom of her ribcage. The new arms are covered in black chitin up to the elbow, with bright yellow fur peeking out from underneath. The tan flesh of her upper arms slide off, revealing more reflective chitin and soft yet firm hairs. From her lower body, another set of legs grow, resting in between the other two. Jen’s body firms up, the hidden muscles borne from her cheerleading routine becoming sharper, more distinct. Two fuzzy antennae sprout from her forehead, poking out of her now mane-like hair. On the right side of her scalp, only a small pixie cut remains, barely reaching an inch at the longuest. On her left, however, the hair is so long, it reaches her hips, the mixed black and yellow strands feeling like silk ghosting over her skin. A tingle runs down her spine, racing down to where her two bodies meet. More hair sprouts out of it, all somehow angled towards her left side. Her tail grows and grows, becoming snake-like, until it rivals the one that entered her originally.
Sickening ‘Cracks’ and gurgles emerge from her body, as her biology is re-written. Her breasts swell, the former bumps turning into globes. They move with her breathing. Another rip sounds out from under her, confusing her for a moment, before her entire body reddens, her now twinned vaginas begging for release. She backs up, accidentally shoving herself onto the broken pole, which seemingly activates something inside of her.
A few minutes later, she explodes in a spray of honey, the sudden rush of arousal abated by the accidental masturbation session she just had. She turns around, and sees the pole covered in what has to be a gallon of honey. Embarrassed, she looks for something to cover herself with. Her pendulous breasts and upper vagina are covered by her skirt and her cheer-top, somehow. She searches for a bit, her eyes catching a few more bugs, before it hits her. She wraps her tail around her, hiding her honeypot from the wilder world. She hears a noise, before turning around, and gasping.