Where once were dainty female feet with manicured nails, two fat trotters stuck out from the end of Jen's legs.
She didn't squeal right away - it took a little while for her mind to fully process what was happening - but
once she realised that the two unwieldy lumps of flesh were her former feet, she let out a piercing scream.
Was the curse true? It couldn't be. That would be crazy. And even if it was, how could someone be so cruel? But
what other explanation was there for her new appendages? Jen took a deep breath, and looked down at her feet
again. Yep, they were trotters all right. Pig trotters.
She tentatively reached out to touch one. They felt and looked so disgusting. Jen was so careful to keep her
feet nice, and this was hardly how she envisaged them ending up. She could feel her fingers through the thick,
bristled skin. What next for her? Was this going to spread? If Kyle's claims were correct, things were only
going to get worse. But he couldn't *eat* her, surely? Surely? The thought of being made into pork made her
stomach churn... but it was closely followed by a slight shiver, almost resembling excitement...
She shook off the odd feeling and collected her thoughts. For the time being, all she could do was see things
out. She had to get to school.
Jen forced her feet into a pair of leather boots, standing up with some discomfort. Hopefully, she could make it
through the day without too many eventful incidents.