Knowing that her next class was a study hall, which would leave her with no distractions from her perverted imagination and transformative powers Jen decided that the safest thing for her to do was to stay put in the storage room. At least in there she was away from people she could change, besides, being stuck in such a boring place might give her a chance to calm down and think things through. Kyle had said that she would be driven to flaunt her new perversion as she came to understand what it was, which left her convinced that if she saw any of the people she had changed so far she was going to say something to them, probably something dirty and even if Kyle had said she wouldn't get in trouble for it, it frightened her. Some of what she had done already disgusted her, but even that disgust was mixed with a perverse, sexual pleasure more intense than anything she had felt before.
Alone in the dusty room she began to look around, hoping to find some way to pass the time and clear her mind so she could come up with a plan. Careful to keep quiet she got up from her hiding spot to examine one of the bookshelves, thinking that she might find something interesting to read. Despite being a cheer leader, she did have a fondness for literature, even if she despised most of the other subjects she had to suffer through. Hell, her plans for college next year were to take as many literature and writing courses as possible and maybe become an English teacher. She was sure that she could do a better job than most of the teachers she had through out high school.
Now though she worried that those plans were ruined. If she couldn't trust herself to stop changing people there was no way she could go to college, much less go on to become a teacher.
Feeling sorry for herself she pulled a chair over to her hiding spot as the second bell rang and sat down with a battered copy of a textbook containing a great deal of poetry.
Lost as she was in her own misery she failed to notice the sound of the door to the room opening until she heard the unmistakable sound of a chair being dragged across the floor. Frightened, she backed further into the corner and looked to see what had happened.
In the cruelest of ironies she discovered that it was Carly and Beth who had come into the room and they had the good sense to prop a chair against the door to prevent anyone else from getting in.
Under different circumstances, Jen would have laughed since she was seeing proof of what the rest of the cheer leading squad suspected, that Beth and Carly had the hots for each other. It was especially funny since outwardly the pair was nothing alike. Carly was tall and thin with long blond hair, and almost cat like grace while Beth was short with very boring brown hair, yet it seemed that the two had something pretty intense going since they were kissing deeply and groping at each others' breasts like there was no tomorrow.
Though Beth seemed the more dominant of the pair, Carly was going at her with an amazing urgency, like a jungle cat in heat.
And before Jen could stop herself, or even fully realized what she was doing, she was working her power on Carly.
The taller girl began to grope frantically at herself, rubbing her hands between her legs like a woman possessed.
"Calm down," Beth giggled, "I'll take care of you."
"Thanks," Carly panted, lifting her skirt to reveal her sodden panties, soaked through by her sweet, feminine juices, "I'm so horny right now it's like my pussy is burning up."
Beth pulled down her friend's panties and let out a soft whistle, "I can tell."
And so could Jen, even from her hiding spot. Carly's pussy lips were swollen and deep pink with need, her little clit practically red from the blood rushing to it.
Beth slid first one, then two fingers in and Carly began to buck her hips wildly, her pussy so juicy that droplets spattered against the floor. When she found the right spot Carly arced her back and let out a little squeak, while Jen noticed that something was lifting her skirt from behind. Soon a sandy-brown furred tail with a tuft of darker hair at the tip was lashing wildly behind Carly.
Lost in the throes of ecstasy, Carly began to frantically grope her breasts, kneading them through her shirt as her fingers grew shorter and thicker, taking on a more paw-like appearance. Noticing what her friend was doing Beth stopped her ministrations.
"Carly, calm down," Beth put her own hands over her friend's paw-like hands just as Carly's neatly manicured nails thickened and lengthened into curving yellow claws, "You don't want to tear up your top again!"
Carly nodded, panting as her nose flattened and her mouth began to push out into a feline muzzle, "Sorry, I just get carried away when I'm in heat."
"I understand, that's why I'm here for you," Beth planted a gentle kiss on Carly's muzzle, causing the increasingly feline girl to smile and reveal a set of very large, very impressive fangs.
With Beth's help Carly stripped off her shirt and bra, which was largely unnecessary at this point as her once ample breasts flattened to an a-cup, much more fitting for her lithe, feline form. Carly even took off her shoes and socks, revealing a set of wide, digitigrade paws covered in tawny fur, just like her tail.
"Better?" Beth asked.
Carly nodded, laying down on the floor and spreading her legs wide as the fur on her paws spread rapidly upwards, stopping just past her puffy slit, "Yeah, just finger me or something."
Beth didn't need to be told twice, the girl knelt down and plunged her fingers back into her friend's pussy, causing her to writhe and squirm before she resumed rubbing frantically at her breasts. Her groping became even more frantic as a series of bumps rose on her chest, quickly growing into four new pairs of nipples running down her chest and stomach. These new breasts quickly budded until they were the same size as Carly's original breasts, giving her a total of ten jiggling little a-cup breasts.
Carly panted and groaned, the noises deepening until they were the animal sounds of a lioness having her bestial needs satisfied. A series of cracks and popping sounds rang out as Carly arched her back, then curled forward to lick her own clit as Beth fingered her hirsute pussy.
For a moment Carly's long, blond hair was everywhere, blocking the action from view, but it quickly retracted and darkened until it was the same length and color as her fur, which also revealed that her ears had become rounded and had moved to the top of her head.
"Ah, this isn't working," Carly growled, "I need more, something in me, deeper."
The lioness girl rolled over, stood up and began to pace, groping her breasts and pawing at her pussy as she lashed her tail in frustration. Her golden eyes soon fell on the leg of an overturned desk and in a flash she pounced, impaling herself on the desk leg, working it deeper and deeper into her aching pussy while Beth and Jen looked on it awe. Crouched on all fours, tail lifted and panting furiously, Cathy looked more like a wild animal than a senior cheer leader and the display had Beth more than a little turned on.
Jen felt the same way, but her attention soon moved to Beth, or more specifically the way she was playing with her nipples. Beth had lifted up her shirt and bra to better play with herself and under Jen's attention her nipples began to puff up further, not truly growing longer or bigger, just puffier until Beth's fingers slipped inside of her newly formed nipple-cunts allowing her to experience a whole new concept of titty-fucking. Pussy juice welled up around Beth's fingers as she drove her fingers deeper inside her new cunts until she had the first two fingers of each hand all the way inside. Her breasts heaved as she orgasmed in a whole new way.
Jen was about to do more to her, but as she was trying to think of what else to do to Beth Carly let out a yowl as she climaxed, which startled Jen enough that she lost her train of thought.
With a mighty sigh, Carly pulled away from the leg of the desk, her pussy still swollen and dripping, but for the moment she seemed satisfied.
In a very cat like fashion she rubbed the side of her face against the side of the desk before she began to lick herself clean, her dexterous feline tongue lapping away at her pussy.
Beth continued to play with her breasts as she watched and once the lioness girl was done Beth motioned for her to come over, "How about you lick these clean as well?"
She offered her breasts with their sopping nipple-cunts to Cathy who began to lap away at them with an expression of feline bliss.
"It tastes just like milk," she purred in between licking, plunging her tongue in deep to get every last delicious drop.
This freed up Beth's hands, allowing her to play with the pussy between her legs, which under Jen's influence had grown quite a bit so that she was able to slide her whole hand between its massively puffy lips. With her other hand she tugged and squeezed her clit which was erect and almost as large as a guy's penis. Once all of her pussies had been thoroughly pleasured she held out her hand for Carly to lick clean, then the pair of them got dressed.
Carly slipped her top on, her rows of breasts jiggling beneath it, then put on her skirt, which, due to her tail was held up in such a way that her hairy, feline pussy was visible. Beth picked up Carly's panties and offered them to her, but Carly shook her head.
"Nah, this pussy's pussy is too sensitive right now," she laughed throatily at her joke, "It needs to air out and cool off. Hell, they're probably what set me off in the first place, having them rubbing against me when I'm in heat."
"I know how you feel," Beth nodded as she slid on her own panties, her plump pussy lips sliding down on either side and her fat, thumb-sized clit creating a visible bulge against them. When she put on her pants an enormous camel-toe was blatantly visible. She patted between her legs to get everything properly settled into place before she put on her bra, frowning at the way her still wet nipple-cunts quickly soaked the thin fabric through, making it so that their plush slits could be seen through the white cloth, "And I need to be careful that these don't soak through my shirt."
"I've got just the thing!" Carly bent down to look in her back pack, tail lifting her skirt high, "No, not there, not that either...Ah there it is!"
She pulled out a small pack of Kleenex and offered them to Beth, who first blotted her nipple-cunts dry and then used some to line her bra."
Deeply satisfied, the two girls moved the chair and walked out of the room, Beth walking with a slight waddle because of how her pussy lips rubbed against each other as she walked.
Jen was mortified at what had just happened, that she had done exactly what she had promised herself she wouldn't do, but at the same time she was heartened. The problems she had caused for her friends had given her an idea. If she could use her powers on herself maybe she could use them to help stop, or at least reduce the lust she was feeling.
And despite this, she was unable to help pulling down her panties and lifting up her skirt to watch her efforts.
Staring at her aching, needy pussy she willed it to change and with immense effort changes did indeed begin. Her neatly shaven pubic hair began to grow finer and shrink back into her skin as her mons became less pronounced. Her pussy lips and clit shrank as well and as they did a feeling of cool lightness filled Jen's belly as the intense lust there faded away. When it was all done the space between her legs was as smooth and bare as that of a small child, for she had figured that the only way to stop her lust was render her pussy unable to feel pleasure by rendering it like that of an innocent child.
It worked too, a tingling relief ran through her and though there was a sudden warmth in her pussy, it was not sexual, rather it was gentle and comforting.
The sound of something pattering on the floor made her look down, just in time to see the last drops of urine fall form her pussy. It seemed that she had taken it too far back and lost control of her bladder, but she wasn't about to take any chances. Instead, she pulled up her panties, which began to change, growing thicker, their soft fabric changing to a big, crinkly diaper.
She let go of her skirt and tried to smooth it over her diaper, surprised by how bulky it felt between her legs. It was a strange sensation, but comforting. It gave her confidence that maybe, just maybe, she could get through the rest of the day and possibly even beat the curse that Kyle had put on her.