There was nobody outside. Some dumb kid must have ding dong ditched her.
"BOOO!" someone shouted from behind. Jen spun around to see her bratty 12-year-old brother giggling at her. "Gotcha good that time."
"Peter, you little prick!" she said. "You scared the hell out of me."
Peter just giggled at her anger. He was so immature. His only goal in life seemed to be messing with people. Furious, Jen shoved him away from her. But then, she noticed a strange tingling sensation. She felt herself being pulled towards him, and, from the look on his face, Peter seemed to be feeling the same pull.
"What's going on?" Peter said as he got on his knees in front of Jen. "I can't control my body!" he shrieked.
Neither of them seemed able to stop what was happening. Peter reached up his hands and pulled down Jen's panties. His eyes went wide as he saw her pussy. Jen figured that it was the first one he'd ever seen in real life. She felt powerless to stop him as he reached up his hands into her pussy. Surprisingly, they seemed to shrink to fit inside. Jen moaned in pleasure as he penetrated her, although she felt embarrassed at being pleasured by her little brother. Then, there was a strange sucking sensation from her pussy. Peter screamed as his arms were pulled inside of her body. Like his hands, they shrank to fit her as they got closer.
"No!" wailed Jen as her body shook with sexual pleasure. She realized what was happening. The curse was real, and Peter was going to become her pussy. "No, not him! Oooooh! Anyone but him!"
Peter's screams were cut off as his head shrank and was sucked up into her pussy. Soon the rest of his body followed. Jen continued to moan as his whole body shrank and slid deep into her. As his feet slid inside her with a final slurp, she came and dropped to her knees in one last orgasmic scream.
Sitting on her knees and breathing heavily, Jen felt totally stunned by what had just happened. Her pussy had just eaten her 6th-grader younger brother.
"Hey, what's going on?" said a voice from below her. "Where am I? I can't move."
Jen recognized the voice as Peter's. It was coming from her crotch.
"Peter?" she asked and lifted up her skirt.
"Jen! Help me!" he yelled. "I'm scared. I feel really weird. What happened to me?"
Jen realized that his voice wasn't just coming from her crotch. Her pussy lips were moving with each word. Her pussy was talking. Peter was her pussy.