The rest of the day dragged by for Jen, with more changes slowly becoming evident. When lunch rolled around, she headed to the lunchroom and grabbed a tray. But as she made her way down the line, Jen found she had no appetite. It wasn't nerves or the strangeness of the situation, Jen had no physical drive to eat. She grabbed a banana and a bottle of water and looked for her cheerleader friends. Scanning the room, Jen quickly found her crew, and her friend Tiffany gave an excited wave. Jen walked slowly toward their table, he legs had become somewhat stiff in the last hour or so, and now both of her feet felt as if they were asleep.
"Hi Jen, how's it going?" Tiffany beamed at her friend as Jen slowly bent her knees and got into a seated position at the picnic-style table. "Trust me, you don't want to know," replied Jen, Glaring at Tiffany. Jen found herself staring at Tiffany's ample breasts. Tiffany had developed early and was first in line, after Jen, as a favorite piece of eye candy.
"Jennifer dear," Tiffany said coyly, "My eyes are up here..." Jen's eyes met Tiffany's and she began to turn red. "I..I'm sorry..I didn't mean to.."
"Don't worry about that, silly, I don't mind being looked at." Tiffany looked at Jen's tray and said, "are you on a diet?" She snatched the banana off the tray before Jen even noticed.
"Lunch is on me, Tiff, I don't have much of an appetite today."
"Well, if you're not gonna eat this, I can think of some other things we could do with it." With a wink, Tiffany rose and walk over to Jen's side of the table, brandishing the banana like a weapon. Jen stiffly turned her head to Tiffany, then felt Tiffany's hand on her shoulder. Jen started to ask what she was doing, just before Tiffany forcefully inserted the banana into Jen's open mouth. Tiffany let out a chuckle as she moved the banana back and forth, building up momentum. Jen thought she might gag, but that wasn't the case. She thought to herself for a moment, then remembered that part of the curse involved people "using" her as a sextoy as the changes continued.
By this time, a table full of jocks had taken notice of the free show. They hooted and hollered, which only made Tiffany more enthusiastic. She blew kisses to the boys and smiled widely as she continued to jackhammer Jens face with the banana. With a loud, wet "Pop", Tiffany removed the banana and kissed Jen on the cheek. She gave a little curtsy, and walked back around the table to her seat. Jen's mouth, stretched into a numb 'O' of surprise, slowly reformed into its normal shape. Tiffany proceeded to peel and eat the banana, as if all was normal. She engaged Jen is smalltalk, most of which fell on deaf ears. Jen was lost in her own thoughts. She needed to find a way to return to normal, before all three of her "ultra-realistic openings" were probed by everybody in the building. Jen excused herself from the table and stiffly walked to the bathroom. It was time to see how far these changes had progressed.