"Pussy. You've been a slut to me." She said it as if it were a common object, like the toilet paper she uses to clean her pussy every day.
"It won't be easy to find a replacement either," Jeen thought.
But due to the curse, these thoughts would never cross your mind. It's not that Jeen isn't smart. It's not that she's mentally retarded. It's not that she's a stupid woman. It's just the curse.
Jeen was walking down the hall and saw that Martha was ironing some clothes.
"Hey Marta, have you seen my top? I want to change my shirt."
"I didn't see it, baby, I'm just passing by."
That's weird. She doesn't remember leaving it out. "Okay, well, I'll look around the school."
"What are you looking for?" asked Martha. Jeen stopped, turned to her, "My vagina. I think I lost yesterday."
"What? A teenage girl's vagina would lose its mind!" Martha laughed. Jenn just shrugged and left.
"Jeezus. I thought that teenager was stupid, but not that stupid." Martha shook her head and continued passing.
"Where can I find a replacement vagina?" Jenn thought and wandered down the hall. She walked past the bathroom and stopped. "Maybe it's under the sink." She went into the bathroom, looked under the sink, and saw a toilet paper holder with a roll of white and yellow toilet paper. "Perfect."
"I'm going to put water on it to make it wetter," she thought, as she pulled out the toilet paper roll and turned on the faucet. The water started flowing and then she thought, "Oh yes." She pulled down her panties and started rubbing the toilet paper on her crotch. Soon, she had a piece of wet toilet paper with two holes in it. And she put it back where it was before, turning off the faucet. "Now I'm going to school," he thought.