"Jen, revert to the way you looked and acted before you answered the phone this morning."
She closed her eyes as she stopped pawing herself and her entire body tingled. She felt her nipples relax, and the weight on her chest diminish as her extra breasts disappeared. She leaned against the counter, shivering slightly in the chilly air, then jumped and turned around as the bathroom door squeaked open behind her.
"Oh my god, Jen, why are you naked! Where are your clothes?!" Susan hissed at her, closing the door behind her and leaning against it. "Get dressed before anyone else sees you!"
Jen felt the tingle return as she lost control of her body again. She watched herself mime pulling on a pair of panties, and felt one grew out from her skin! The same thing happened as she reached behind her back to hook the bra that tickled its way out of her breasts. Jen watched in amazement as her body produced a duplicate of her cheer leading top, skirt, and boots in short order.
"Jesus Jen, what were you thinking? If you need to change your clothes use a stall fer christ's sake!" Susan had her hands on her hips and was glaring daggers at Jen.
Jen winced as she felt the tingle return from head to toe.
"Um yeah sorry." She nearly asked why Susan hadn't found her ability to extrude clothing odd, then thought better of it. Every time she asked why something seemed normal, it just made things worse. She glanced at the mirror, realizing her error earlier: anyone reflected in the mirror could give her orders. Better than before, but given the trash-talk some girls exchange in the bathroom she needed to get things resolved quickly, then go find that prick Kyle Perkins and exact some vengeance!
"Hey Sue? I'll meet you after class okay? I have some stuff to take care of" Jen said as she ducked into a toilet stall.
"Whatever Jen, later."
Jen breathed a sigh of relief as she heard the door to the hall open and close. She felt her pleated skirt, it felt just like normal cloth. Biting her lip Jen unbuttoned and removed it. For something that grew out of her body it certainly didn't look or feel like it was made of skin, or whatever. As she thought that Jen gasped and dropped the skirt which transformed in mid-air to a suede leather miniskirt before it hit the floor. Jen backed up, then tried thinking of it becoming a pair of denim jeans. In a blink a pair of low-rise flairs were crumpled on the bathroom floor.
Jen looked down at herself an changed the bra she was wearing first into a lacy pushup bra, then the jogging bra she normally wore for cheer leading. She changed her Jeans back into the pleated skirt and sat down to think a bit. She needed to order herself to only obey her own commands, and she needed to figure out what to do to Kyle once she found him.
A couple girls came in and used the bathroom, but none of them talked about or to Jen while they were there. After a couple minutes the bell rang and Jen let out a sigh of relief.
She faced herself in the mirror and checked the wording one more time before speaking. "Your curse only responds to the orders you give yourself, verbally or silently in your head." She felt the tingle wash over her. "You can change the appearance of both your body and your clothes anywhere at any time and no one will think it's at all strange." Jen smiled and thought at herself 'your breasts are full sensitive DDs, and you clothes fit perfectly'. In a flash her breasts expanded, her top stretching along with them. Jen grinned at herself. and bounced on her toes to make her titties jiggle. She was going to have some serious fun now!