Jennifer could hardly see the rest of her body with her gargantuan breasts in the way, but as she felt her body with her three-digit hands she could tell that she was slowly being covered by a coat of fur. It crept up her arms and down her legs, the white hairs occasionally spotted by large areas of black. She even saw the fur growing across her udders, which seemed rather unusual. Then again, having two udder-like breasts with four teats apiece was unusual as well. Her right breast grew a large splotch of black fur around the teats.
Looking into her mirror, Jennifer could more easily watch herself change. Her face had turned white with fur, though an irregular patch of black fur had formed on her left cheek, reaching around her left eye as well. The fur felt warm, and running her hoof hands down her sides she felt it was nice and soft.
Her ears prickled, and as she watched in the mirror, Jennifer saw them stretching out, growing points and white fur as they slowly moved up her head to near her horns.
Then she heard a ripping sound. For a moment she didn't know what had caused it, but then she felt something touch the back of her legs. She shrieked, jumping a few inches. Her breasts wobbled, and she could faintly hear the milk inside them slosh around.
She turned to look behind her, and saw something hanging under her skirt. Lifting it up, she was greeted by a wagging tail. It was long and thin, reaching almost to her ankles. It had the same white and black fur as the rest of her body, and the thick tuft at its end was bright blond, matching her own hair.
Jennifer surveyed her body for more changes, but found only one other. After removing her shoes, she discovered that her feet had changed much like her hands. They now only had two thick toes apiece, which were capped by dark, hoof-like shells.
"I can't believe the curse is actually real," Jennifer said. "And that it happened to ME! What the hell am I going to do?" She paced around on the milk-soaked carpet, unconsciously feeling one of her large breasts. Her tail waved around, lifting up her skirt.
"Well, I certainly can't have that..." she sighed. She took up the pair of scissors once again. She removed her skirt, finding that her tail had burst right through her panties. She carefully cut a hole in the seat of the skirt and put it back on, slipping the tail through. "That's one problem solved," she said. "Even if Kyle was right, and people don't care if I look like a cow, they'd still notice me showing off my panties all over the place."
Then she wondered what she was going to do with her breasts. No bra she owned, or certainly no bra ever made could hold the udders she had on display. She looked at her cheerleading top, in tatters on the floor. She rummaged around in her closet for the biggest shirt she could find, eventually pulling out a tee shirt she usually reserved for slumber parties. It was very baggy on her... Her old body, that is. Pulling it on, she found it barely went down to her waist. Her massive teats made a clear impression in the fabric.
"Better than nothing," she said. Jennifer gave one more look in the mirror, contemplating whether or not she should really go to school like this. Did she really want to give Kyle the satisfaction?