Jennifer scratched her head, "Uh yea I did last night, it wasn't that hard." Jennifer turned at Susan as her eyes grew wide. "Girl what has gotten into you? Did you forget to shave or something?"
Jennifer was confused until she looked down, she wasn't scratching her head at all. Her hand down her skirt as she was mindless scratching her groin. Jennifer's hand bolted out of her skirt and over her vagina as she instinctively thought to put her hand over her lips to gasp. A second later realizing the mistake as she moved her hand up to her actual mouth. It was hard to coordinate her hands, like her brain didn't know where her face was, simple things were extremely annoying, she could constantly see her nose, which never went out of focus like it used too. Jennifer's face scrunched in a mixture of facial expressions as she struggled to find one to show her emotion.
Susan looked on even more confused and concerned as thankfully bus stopped. Jennifer lept up at the earliest second, almost losing her balance as her top half nearly leaned forward completely limply, like her whole upper torso was a hand she wasn't using. Jennifer flexed her back and forced herself to stand up straight. It felt very unnatural and taxing. Jennifer hopped of the bus and decided to run straight to the bathroom. The constant question was blarring through her head. "I'm not a vagina....am I?"
Jennifer burst into the bathroom with a huff, it was so hot in the restroom and especially after running all the way here. Jennifer pulled down her panties as she breathed in deeply. Wait no.
Jennifer's head slowly bent down as she looked at her skirt, her panties now hanging by her knees. Shocked, Jennifer waddled into a stall and sat down. The bathroom seemingly and suddenly smelt so much worse. Jennifer poked her vagina quizzically, it felt the same like poking her face. Running her fingers over her light pubes was if she was running fingers through her scalp. Jennifer squirmed on the toilet seat as she thought to shake her head. This curse was messing with her big time, it has to be, Kyle was just gaslighting her. There was no way she could be.-
Jennifer paused her train of thought as she felt a sudden headache. A fierce pressure as it started to build up more and more. Jennifer gasped as she couldn't hold it, it was like her head was going to explode. Then, a small twinkle of urine flowed out. Jennifer shuttered at the sensation, it was like she had to keep her mouth open to actually go pee. As it stopped Jennifer wipped herself, noticing a wet spot on her shirt. Using her hand as it fumbly bounced up her chest to her chin she felt something wet. She had been drooling this whole time, her mouth was open.
Jennifer didn't know how to handle this, standing up she pulled back up her panties, the feeling of being smothered returned. Jennifer winced at the implication. What if it was real? What if this was all permanent? Jennifer asked the questions in the mirror as doubt ate at her. Grabbing her bag she decided at the bare minimum to leave the bathroom.