"Well he may be turning me into a flat chested lesbian tomboy but I'm not letting him turn me into a boy." Jen grumbled, steeling herself to fight against the effects of the curse. As she hurried to catch the bus she realized how odd it felt to wear a skirt in public. She remembered wearing one in the past but it felt as if she had never done it before. Her legs felt naked as she made her way to the back of the bus.
"Okay, calm down Jen. You just need to get through the day. Or find that little freak Kyle." She said to herself as the bus pulled into its final stop before continuing on to the school.
Jen's jaw dropped as she saw her friend Megan get onto the bus. Ordinarily Jen would only have payed passing interest in Megan's tight top and short skirt and wouldn't have gaped at her friend's obvious cleavage or black kneesocks. The curse made these things seem extremely important and Jen realized she was lusting after her friend. Megan flounced to the back of the bus and plopped down next to Jen, shaking out her long red hair.
Jen suddenly felt Megan's hand rubbing on her leg. "Wow Jen, your legs are so smooth. Are you trying out for the swim team?" Megan asked as she started rubbing higher.
"Careful or you might give me a woody." Jen joked and then immediately regretted it. It was getting harder to fight the strange thoughts in her head.
"What would be wrong with that?" Megan giggled, surprising Jen by kissing her on the lips.