Jen was hit with knowledge of her new reality, her condition was considered a disability, and she wasn't able to get on the cheer squad because of her bad depth perception, she was also no longer as popular as she was, the cheerleaders talk with her but they don't hang out like with her like they did before. She like her clothes were all wrong and looked down, freezing at the sight, her clothes had changed, she was wearing a plain black t shirt, jeans, and some tennis shoes. At least her body was still the same, the curse didn't change how she treated herself, letting her be active but not as sporty.
Jen walked to class, as she realized that without the extra curricular activities she had plenty of time to study and do other things. She had a hard time walking as her depth perception messed with how she moved, and she finally got to her desk and sat down, she rifled through her back pack and found a new item there, a long black zip up case, she pulled it out and opened it, finding an mp3 play and several small zipper pouches on the inside, each one had a small image on it, she had to bring it closer to see the symbols.
Each of the symbols was of an item, a pair of head phones, a hat, and finally a pair of glasses. “Well I obviously need those.” She unzipped the compartment and gently pinched out a comically small pair of glasses, she brought them closer, almost flinching in panic as her hands came closer, their movements almost like an oncoming car due to their perceived size. “I've got to get used to that.” She undid the pair of glasses and gingerly putting them on. Suddenly the world came into focus. Everything was still massive, but she could clearly see things better.
Unfortunately because of her vision challenges the chalk board was still out of focus, as if it were miles away. She sighed and got out the rest of her things for her class, when Mr. Brach, her English teacher came over.
“Good morning Jen,” He placed a paper on her desk, “Here's the lesson for today, try not to shame anyone on their lack of knowledge okay?” He chuckled.
“I'll try not to.” Jen said, trying to act casual, she felt her pussy vibrate. “How was that a lie?” she thought, “Well at least I didn't have my head shrink anymore.” She sighed, this was going to be a long life.
Jen found herself much more attentive than she was before, actually knowing the answers, but she hung back, to let the other students answer questions, on occasion she would answer a question when Mr. Brach was frustrated with the other students. She found herself getting used to being smart, what she wasn't used to was the sensations of her body. Her head having shrank also shrank her brain, and while she wasn't any less smart, even more so now, the difference in size made for some weird sensations. They were somewhat overwhelming, the sensation of her body breathing, the feeling of her feet in her shoes, her hand on the paper writing, merely existing, were scaled up, as if she were connected not to a body, but a mountain, and felt every inch of it. She was a little distracted, but fought to control herself, and was slowly getting used to her new condition.
After class Jen navigated the halls, going through the new life memories in her head, she was considered a tomboy, and hung out with.... Jen froze, she was filled with disgust. She hung out with the freaks and geeks, including Kyle. Jen grumbled, Kyle, that little shit, wait until lunch time, she'd get his little freshmen ass. Jen spent the rest of her morning thinking about what she wanted to do to him, she had the curse after all, and she hatched a plan.