Jennifer suddendly felt a bit dizzy, and sat on her bed. Boys, they were so silly. She should really just have nothing more to do with them. Thinking with floppy little cocks, all hairy instead of smooth...she licked her lips thinking about kissing soft lips, holding a shapely young woman in her arms, rubbing her nipples against the other girl's chest...
"...oh yeah...that's hot." She smiled dreamily.
Then her eyes opened in shock. "Oh my God! No, I can't be a lesbian, I'm dating the hottest guy in school!"
She looked to her picture of her and Mike. It wasn't a very flattering picture, he was all broad shoulders and no brain; he had a blank, vapid look in his eyes, and his face was covered in rough stubble...wow, she looked really hot though, that dress made her just want to grab herself and...
"Aagh!? I'm turning myself on?!" It was true, she stood up and looked in her mirror, wearing nothing more than her skirt and the pink bra, with one sock half on.
She cupped her breasts, feeling them through the bra. Her nipples hardened, and she made a purring sound. "No!"
She ripped her hands away. What if the curse made her fall in love with...herself?!
Just then the doorbell rang. Without thinking, she raced for the living room and opened it.
It was...