This was all so confusing, just minutes ago she was dissing the curse as an urban legends for perverts, but the panic she felt at the last second before her choice came so abruptly, like an automatic instinct, and now she was thinking she could change her limbs and parts with other people and other living thing, "as if we were mannequins", she imagined.
That idea brought amusing images to her head of changing her head from her body to her moms better body and putting her moms head on funny places like one of her old dolls or even her moms head on Martha's distinct figure, or her dog or cat tails on each other, or exchanging current boyfriend good but not that good member for her previous one very good one.
Then she refocused her mind on the last of her morning routine and taking a bite, confident, Jennifer went down the stairs, she had a real life unlike that freak Kyle, "He must have been talking like a subliminal language to make me think his crazy perverts fantasies, i will let everyone knows the degenerate weirdo things he jacks off to and told me about".
As she timely finishes her balanced breakfast, her thinking was occupied on how to personally deal with some bitches disrespect, "Well, if the curse was real, their favorites parts would be better served on more deserving bodies" like herself and her real friends...
That track gets interrupted when she feels another presence in her space which quickly brightens her mood, Jenn leaves her seat to greet, then before her mouth opened the curse expressed itself.