There was a knock on her door. The sound made her jump and she thought, “Were her parents home early?”
She was quiet for a moment, still standing naked in her bathroom, then said: “Who is it?” Feeling a little stupid for giving herself away so easily.
“It’s me.” The quiet voice of her sister called back.
“Weren't you at school?” Jen asked, relieved.
Alison replied, “After we got out early, I got a ride home with Katie.”
Jen, realizing that her younger sister didn't know she never hopped on the bus decided to play along.
“Oh yea, It’s kind of nice to get the rest of the day off,” she said, now knowing why nobody had called.
“Just gimme a sec...”
She put on a baggy sweater to hide her new endowments. She knew that to her family, the new parts and any changes thereafter were considered normal, as proven by the encounter with her mom that morning. Still, being naked wasn't necessarily normal.
She pulled up a skirt and answered the door. Her sister stood there, still dressed in her school cloths and simply asked if she could come in and talk.
“Alison, do you know why we got out early?” Jen asked.
“I heard someone say that a water main broke... How’d you get home anyways?” Alison replied.
“Oh... Uh... Suzy dropped me off,” she lied.
Jen had a great relationship with her sister, with the exception of the dare related outburst that morning. She made a point to apologize before they started talking.
“Don’t worry, I know you didn't mean to. Someone made you do it.” Alison said.
Taken back, Jen asked “What do you mean?”
“Well,” Alison said sheepishly, “...Please don’t be mad, but this morning...I was listening to your call from the phone in the kitchen.”
Jen slowly said, “I...I’m not mad. Do you remember what Kyle said?”
“I heard it all,” she began, “the part about the boobie in your vagina, seven days, and the part about how nobody but you and your friends would know you had changed. But that has me really confused.”
“Haven’t you always been this way?”
“No,” Jen replied, somewhat surprised at how powerful the curse was. I used to be perfectly normal, just like you. I didn't change until that call.
Alison looked her over and said, "but you look normal now."
Jen quickly realized that it would indeed be hard to tell how different she was with the heavy sweater covering her new assets.
“Ok...Let me show you.” Jen said as she pulled up the sweater, allowing her lower row of breasts to bounce free. The top two followed with a little slap as they landed.
“Sis, your breasts are so big! I hope mine are big like that some day.” Alison said, watching them fall. “But I still don’t see anything wrong.”
“It’s just part of the curse. I don’t normally have four breasts. I used to have two, just like you or mom...” Jen answered as she pulled her sweater back down.
Jen pressed a little harder, “Alison, I’m not supposed to have four breasts. You really don’t think that seems strange?”
“Well, sure. I don’t know anyone else who has as many as you, but you've always been this way...” Alison replied, with a look of concern.”
Jen thought for a moment then said...