The line went dead and Jen just looked down at it, a look of disgust on her face. Then she noticed a bizarre swelling sensation inside her. Jen screamed and dropped the phone, realising in horror that her breasts were inflating under the small pink bra, the fabric straining and biting into her painfully.
“The curse!” Jen squealed, her face dropping in horror, her hands flying to her back trying to under the bra clasp before... It snapped. Her bra exploded across the room, her breasts expanding to their new F cup proportions.
Jen screamed, her hands cupping her huge breasts desperately, “No no no no no!!!! The curse isn’t real!” She cried to herself as another swelling sensation started to fill her crotch.
Terrified she lifted her skirt and watched, her mouth wide open in shock as the lips of her pussy opened and a small fleshy orb started to push its way out, the pushing became more insistent until it burst free, her labia spread wide apart as her new udder grew to the same proportions as her new breasts.
Tears streaming down her face, Jen watched as her pussy lips disappeared into the area between her udder and body, while four small teats grew in on her new udder.
Wailing Jen could only stand there cupping her crotch udder with her hands, her legs splayed apart as her skin quickly paled and developed dark splotches all over, everywhere except her breasts and udder. Her hair quickly changed from blonde to jet black from the roots down to the tips, her nails darkened to black and she felt Kyle’s final change sweep through her ass as it became an enormous pussy.
Jen stood still for several moments, she couldn’t look at herself, and the curse was real!... she needed help, if she could use the curse on someone else they could change her back... Susan! She’d ring Susan!
Jen picked up the phone and dialled Susan’s number, completely forgetting the ‘dare’...