The next morning Jennifer woke up groggy, like she barely slept at all. Looking around she quickly saw that her room had started to grow abit disheveled, it wasn't messy by any means, but it wasn't exactly organized either, not like it was yesterday. Jennifer sat up, her toes barely scrapping the floor. Jennifer gasped in excitement as she stood up at the realization as she ran to a mirror. Somehow, even after yesterday's embarrassment she had gotten older. Jennifer pulled off her clothes to...clothes? Jennifer looked at what she was wearing, just a t-shirt and her panties. Well not everyone wears pajamas, that wasn't anything to care about. Jennifer continued to undress as she looked at herself.
She was back to the start of this whole curse at fifteen, though her body had been considerably changed, gone was the fit tall cheerleader who ruled the school, now Jennifer looked super short, she must have just been just shy of 4'10, she certainly wasn't 5ft. Her body was completely unexercised, with her body soft, while she was still skinny, the slight expansion of her hips added on a new shift of weight. One thing to really excite Jennifer was that her breasts had finally started to grow in again, gone was the flat chest she hated, now she officially had bumps.....well it was atleast something.
The overall hygiene however was something else though, she looked like she had never shaved, ever. An obvious happy trail grew in width and thickness from her naval to an absolute jungle that was her pussy, it was so thick too. The same could be said about her pits, the small patch of hair now rivaling her old boyfriends. She lifted her arm to take a whiff before wincing. It was strongly of sweat, when was the last time she took a shower at this point.
Jennifer looked at her old schoolbag, rummaging through her belongings, no sketchbook in there, but she did see some of her recent grades, all of them quite poor. Jennifer rolled her eyes, she skipped work one night for a little bit of "alone" time and now she's a borderline failing student? The curse was a harsh mistress. But the feeling returned as she found herself having a case of the morning bean as she fell back to her bed for a quick rub out. Just a quick one to start the day she thought. What was even better was that she had now her old desktop computer in her room, quickly signing in she found her history painted a much better picture of what she had been doing. Rows upon rows of porn sites, mostly those of art drawings, a good portion anthropomorphic it seemed. A blue screen stared at her as she typed in something to excite her.
As she quietly focused on her body she saw out of the corner of her eye the clock.
"Shit." Jennifer exclaimed as she soon orgasmed, her computer chair rolling back a bit as she bucked forward.
Jumping from her chair she hastily grabbed a random t-shirt, it was black with some video game character on it, and some cut shorts as she ran out of the room. As she opened the door she stopped, how did she notice before? Jennifer turned around, her room had moved, it was no longer in the upstairs corner room, this was the basement. All of her stuff was down here, that's why she didn't notice at first. Jennifer shrugged as she climbed up the stairs to the living room.
The rest of the house looked unchanged, still nice and orderly, her mom still sweet as ever, though she appeared less hands-on and micromanaging than she was before. Maybe she stopped caring about her school life after she started to do poorly. Jennifer didn't care as she grabbed a breakfast tart and headed out the door.