Jennifer groaned, struggling to walk while her fingers were buried in her pussy. It took a bit of work, and she waddled more than she walked, but she slowly managed to move closer to her panties. She sighed softly in relief, glad that she could at least move around, even if it was ridiculously hard and there was no way that she'd do it with anyone around her. Her fingers continued shoving themselves in and out of her pussy, making her moan as she leaned over to pick up her panties. Maybe she could put them on anyway, despite the curse.
She pulled the panties up, but no matter what she tried, she couldn't get her legs into them. It wasn't just because of her hand being busy fingering herself, either; it was like something was stopping her from putting them on. “That jerk...I'm going to get him...so good for this,” Jennifer muttered between moans.
Flopping down on the bed, she spread her legs wider as she plunged her fingers in deeper. The sounds of the bus outside came and went, and she grunted in frustration as she missed it, just because of this damn curse.
Eventually she brought herself to climax, and she hurriedly shoved her panties on and ran out the door. Now she had to walk to school, and she was guaranteed to be late.