Before heading to class, Jen wanted to take full stock of what had happened to her? She wanted to see if there was anyway to pull the skirt down even an inch. Just walking she realized everyone would be getting a view.
She decided to skip the main girls' bathroom and go to one in the back of the school. Most rarely use it because it's back by the band room, so it only gets used during those times.
Jen figured it would be quiet and she could try to figure out what to do.
She entered the bathroom and immediately caught her reflection in the mirror. There was only one word for how she looked, "slutty." She didn't know what to do and she couldn't change her appearance.
"That damn curse," she muttered to herself.
Then all of the sudden she was distracted by some giggling coming from one of the stalls, and some whispers. Jen moved a little closer to try to hear.
"You are very naughty, you really want me to wear this all day," said one girl.
"If you love me, you'll do it," said the other girl.
Jen moved to the last mirror where in the reflection she could sort of see two girls in the stall.
"How far is the range," asked the first girl.
"There is no where in school you can go that I won't be able to hit the button," said the second girl.
"Won't it attract attention, the noise?" said the first girl.
"No one will know unless, you give yourself away," said the second girl, "so wear it now sweetie."
Jen was looking at the girl as she slipped something under her skirt. In a quick second, a wave hit Jen and she felt something very different. She wasn't sure but she wanted to get out of there before the girls saw her.
Jen left the bathroom with the two girls giggling, and she thought she could hear one say, "test it."
As she was passing the band room all of the sudden Jen felt something buzzing away at her clit. Her knees almost buckled. What the hell was that girl wearing.
Jen staggered into the band room. She had to find out what was going on. She was losing control of her body and faculties. She collapsed on the floor in the dark room and started to feel under her short skirt.
The only words that came to mind were "Oh my God," as she realized what she was wearing and came out the same time. The one girl was wearing some kind of remoted controlled vibrator. Jen tried to remove it but couldn't. Mercifully, it shut off.
Jen caught her breath and then found some tissues and cleaned up before she went to class. She had to figure a way out of the curse.
She sat down in her first period history class, and as the bell rang the teacher announced, "Pop Quiz." Ms. Adamare loved to give pop quizzes. Jen didn't mind, she was ready for them. As she started to take the quiz, it hit her. The buzzing was back. Stronger than before as if the vib had levels. She bit her lip to keep from screaming out. Everyone was distracted by their quiz. Jen was distracted by her arousal, and was using all her will power not to scream out. It seemed to be on forever, and finally it went off, just as the teacher was collecting the quizes. She had only answered 1 out of the 10 questions.
"I've got to figure out how to undo this curse."