"Ugh, what a freak." Jen said aloud, continuing to get dressed. Checking herself out in her full length mirror she wondered how anybody could mistake her for a football player, let alone beg her to join the team. A sharp cramp caused her to catch herself with a hand against the door frame to keep from losing her balance. "That's weird, it's not my time of the month. Maybe it was something I ate." Jen wondered. Her muscles felt stiff and sore, probably from cheer-leading practice the other day. She went to the bathroom medicine cabinet and took a couple motrin hoping it would help. She grasped the sink as another cramp hit her followed by a strange pushing sensation. She continued clutching the sink as a wave of nausea hit her.
The straps of her bra suddenly became too tight, biting into her skin. Her panties also began to feel uncomfortable, riding up to give her a wedgie.
"This can't be the curse, the curse isn't real." Jen told herself, thinking maybe her underwear had shrunk in the wash. Another cramp and pushing sensation later and it became obvious that this was no ordinary clothing malfunction.
The front of her skirt had tented outward in an obvious erection and she could feel her panties loosen slightly as they slid down her new shaft. This relief was short lived as another cramp caused her panties to be pushed down and out, squishing against her inner thighs.
"What is happening to me?!" She shouted to no one in particular. She grabbed her throat as she heard her voice crack. The lump on her throat was only slightly less obvious than the lump forming in her skirt.