"Like hell that's going to happen." muttered Jenny, disgusted by the very idea of what Kyle
had just said.
Hanging up the phone, she finished getting dressed and began to head towards the door
(she was already late so she had to skip breakfast). In the back of her head was a nagging
voice worrying if the curse was real but she quickly pushed it back.
Running the whole way to school, Jenny was met at the gates by her best friend, Susan.
"Hey!" she yelled, "Jen!"
Nothing happened. 'Ha. I knew nothing would happen.' thought Jenny
"Hey Susan!" Jenny yelled back, "How late am I?"
"About 5 minutes" said Susan, "What happened? You're never late."
"I managed to lose a sock" admitted Jenny, "Then some freak phoned me up saying a load
of creepy nonsense about a curse."
"What kind of curse?" asked Susan, "Was it a kinky one?"
"You're weird." said Jenny, "Anyway, you really don't want to know what it was about. It
was sick and twisted, just like the little freak who said it."
Susan pouted, "Aww...." she whined, "But Jenny, I wanted to-"
Susan was cut off as Jenny grabbed hold of her head and tried to force her to her knees.
"Jenny!?!" she yelled, "What are you doing!?"
Jenny didn't answer her. Her face was desperate; she needed to force Susan down. Her
breasts ached and her pussy cried out for attention different to any other. Between her
breasts, a red spot was starting to form, pushing it's neighbors aside as it swelled in size.
Unable to resist the bizarre strength Jenny somehow force on her, Susan was brought
down to her knees and saw Jenny's crotch right in front of her.
In one swift movement, Jenny released the grip of one of her hands and literally tore off
her panties, revealing her dripping pussy to the air and her friend. Just as quickly as she
had taken off her underwear, Jenny thrust the innocent girl into her crotch, which somehow
seemed to open enough to envelope Susan's head before clamping down, covering it completely.
As Jenny writhed with the pleasure which was only increased by Susan's struggles, her
captor's body seemed to get thinner, almost as though she was quickly starving away.
Before long she was little more than skin and bone, and even that did not last long as she
vanished completely, leaving only her head behind, buried in Jenny's folds.
Still completely aware, Susan tried to scream as she felt her skull soften, along with the
rest of her as she turned into some kind of liquid which was slowly soaked up by the walls
of soft flesh surrounding her. As that last bits of her was absorbed, she blacked out.
Slowly coming back from her pleasure trance, Jenny tried to piece together what had just
happened. There was an extra weight on her chest which turned out to be a third breast,
nestled between her natural pair. Somehow her clothes had adjusted for this and still fitted
just as well as they did before. On the ground was her panties. They were wet with her
juices but somehow otherwise intact. With these peices of evidence in front of her, Jenny
realised that the curse was real, which must mean that.....
Jenny lifted her skirt and looked at her pussy....