“Jen, I’m coming in.” Her Mom said.
“Shit!” Jen thought, when she heard the anger in her mother’s voice.
“Wait a second, I’m not decent.”
But it was too late. Just like her sister, mom came on in. She looked at Jen, who was still splayed out on the bed, with her third breast in full view. Jen panicked and reached for a pillow to cover her crotch.
While she reached her Mom yelled, “What did you just say to your sister!”
Jen, still a bit mortified that her mom was seeing her freakish pussy breast replied, “I.. I told her to get out of my room... Jeez mom, you should too... Let me put some cloths on.”
Her Mom replied, “Oh can it, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before. You sister told me that you used the F word.”
“Yea, so what?” Jen said incredulously.
“So what? She’s only 12. You can’t use that sort of language in front of her.” Mom yelled.
Jen thought to herself, “just say sorry, just say sorry,” but she was quickly realizing what the curse did to her. Instead of a simple apology, she yelled, “Who cares, she’s going to learn it anyway. Now get out so I can get dressed!”
Her mom, now quite flustered, replied, “That’s it, I’m not arguing with you. You’re grounded for one week!”
Jen knew the consequences but couldn't stop herself from saying, “I hate you, just get out!”
A fairly typical teenage retort but hurtful none the less. As soon as the words left her mouth her lower breast began to swell. Her hood moved upward and her lips spread apart to reveal more of the soft flesh around the misplaced gland. At the same time her upper breasts shrank. She was quickly becoming more aroused and could feel moisture dripping down the breast that now hung further out of her crotch. The sensation caused the partially erect nipple to harden even more. Her mom didn't seem to notice.
With her mind no longer focused on the argument, she interrupted, “This doesn't seem strange to you?”
Her mom, who was still fuming, asked “What!?”
“This Boob!” Jen said, as she gestured towards her crotch.
“Oh for pets sake!”
Her mom let out an angry sigh and said “You’re grounded for one week. Now get dressed or you’ll be late for school.”
With that, her mom left.
Jen was shocked, but then remembered the bit of the curse where only she, her best friend, and Kyle knew that this wasn't normal.
She got up and walked back over to the mirror, this time with a little more difficulty since there was now a B cup breast bouncing between her thighs. She looked herself over, sad to see that her normal breasts had shrank down to match the smaller orb below.
She grabbed a pair of panties from her dresser and tried to pull them on but was unable to contain the bulging flesh that jutted out of her elongated vagina. Of course, her now over-sized bra didn't fit either. She had no choice but to go commando, but was lucky enough to still have some smaller bras. She noted the strange feeling of weightlessness on her chest as she lifted up her skirt. She was confused, sad and angry; but above all, very aroused...