Melissa watched as Jennifer's once slim stomach began to bloat and jiggle. It swelled out over the waistband of her spandex gym shorts before stabilizing at a moderately chubby weight. With just her stomach pushed out Jennifer looked as if she were a few months pregnant. From her distended belly waves of fat seemed to ripple outward like a pebble tossed into a pod. She gasped as the fat began to thicken her chest. The straps of her bra cinched and squeezed painfully as Jennifer swelled. She tried to remove it but between the dizzyness and the lead weight feeling in her arms she couldn't quite get it off. None of the girls present offered to help her, being too fascinated by the spectacle. The bra finally snapped as Jennifer's breasts gained a full cup size, sending the garment flying across the room like a rubberband. Without the confines of the bra her breasts bounced and jiggled freely like a pair of escaped midgets. Struggling, she got her escaped mammaries under control, only to be forced to sit down on hard on the bench behind her as her center of balance shifted. Her once tightly toned buttocks bounced and swelled as if being pumped full of gelatin. The gym shorts survived, hugging tightly to her new curves, but a snapping and tearing sound heralded the death of her panties.
Her arms and legs thickened to match the rest of her body, losing their muscular definition in the process. Her shoes tightened to the limit but held together but the laces were strained to fraying. Luckily Jennifer hadn't worn any rings as her fingers became plumped by the transformation.
Not finished yet, the curse moved onto her face. The skin bounced and flowed like butter as the fat poured in. The face she was left with was still cute in a girl next door way but definitely nowhere near the level it had been. Her hair darkened to black and cascaded straight and silky, eliminating any hint of curl or bounce it may have had. Her bangs grew down covering half of her face which she found oddly comforting.
With the curse finished Jennifer examined her new body. Cupping an enlarged breast in one had she felt the puffiness of her stomach with the other, oblivious that she was being watched. Where a sexy and slim cheerleader had stood there was now a cute and buxom girl that was slightly overweight and seemed depressed. She turned to look at the damage the curse had done to her backside and saw her shorts riding up like a thong, the tattered remains of her panties poking out from them. "Oh my god, I have a ghetto booty!" Jennifer exclaimed in shock.