Once at school, Jennifer made a detour to the washroom to check her makeup. She wanted to make sure she wasdrop dead gorgeous, after all. There were some other girls doing the same, and one washing her hands in the sink, but she paid them little attention. As soon as she caught sight of herself in the mirror, Jennifer was off in her own little world. A dab of lipstick here, a bit of powder there, and she was looking fantastic.
As she was tucking her things away, the girl who had been washing her hands turned off the faucet and started for the paper towel dispenser, which was next to Jennifer. Her name was Mandy, Jennifer recalled, and she was one of the hopefuls that had tried out for the cheerleading squad that Jennifer was on. They were still deciding, but Mandy was a tall, leggy brunette with perky C-cup breasts. Basically, a shoe-in.
Jennifer was about to say hello when Mandy suddenly grabbed at her chest and starting feeling up her large, almost D-cup breasts. She stared at the fondling hands in shock, as did the other girls, Mandy included.
"Mandy!" she shrieked, "What are you doing?!"
The brunette could only shake her head. "I don't know. I was just going to dry my hands and the next thing I knew, I was groping you! And what's worse, I can't seem to stop!"
Just as she was about to pull away, maybe even slap the girl, she began to feel a warm tingling from her breasts. It felt nice. Good, even. Jennifer stood there for a moment, just enjoying the feeling. The sensation travelled down to her crotch and she jumped when a shiver of pleasure made her clit moist. Mandy was starting to smile, too, as if she was having fun rubbing Jennifer's breasts.
That's when it hit her! The curse! It was coming true! This thought snapped her out of it, and Jennifer quickly batted the hands away. She still felt a little aroused but quickly squashed the feeling down. "What the hell is wrong with you?" she spat, and turned to leave the bathroom.
Thankfully, no one else got in her way as she stormed out.