Were it not for her sudden knowledge of furry culture, Jen would have quickly forgotten about the curse. Even so, it was only three days before she found herself steaming up the windows of her boyfriend's truck after they finished their respective practices.
As the couple switched from kissing to fondling, and further to removing pants and skirts, Jen felt her feet and shins start to shift.
'Oh god, the curse! ... Well this actually feels really nice... And not like I can stop it.' Jen thought to herself as she came and the feelings stopped.
Her boyfriend shortly afterwards, and Jen got the chance to look at the damage as they redressed. Her feet had enlarged greatly, with her shins shortened down to half their previous length. She figured she might actually be taller now standing on her paws. She adjusted the seat back to hopefully give enough space to cram her white furred feet in.
'Didn't Kyle say something about it turning into a fursuit piece when I was done with sex? Or is it when the suit is complete?' Jen pondered that, rubbing the velvety fur on one foot for the duration of the drive.
That night she determined two things. First, she actually is almost a half foot taller when standing comfortably and can tip-toe further to gain another foot beyond that. Second, her gait has shifted to a sort of half-walk, half-trot. These factors in combination with the bright white fur led her to the conclusion that she's turning into a rabbit.
Later in the evening, her boyfriend asked for one last quickie before he leaves for home. Jen accepts, figuring that she's gotta finish this fursuit sooner or later anyway. Because he only brought the one condom with him, Jen goes for a handjob. Her hands start tingling as she strokes the dick, and this time she can watch as they bloat up with thick padding, white fur sprouting across the backs.
Rapidly losing dexterity, she has to shift to rubbing her boyfriend's cock between her paws as the transformation finishes. When he cums, she can't get her hands away quick enough to catch it in her mouth, leaving her with a mess of cum on her face and the fur of her paws.
'Well how am I supposed to do anything with these massive paws? I don't think I can hold anything with these.' she panics slightly, looking at the doorknob to her bedroom that she now has very little hope in opening on her own.