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Transform or Dare?

Something nice

added by fortestingpurposes 8 years ago S O

“Martha?” She called...

A moment later, Martha called back from the kitchen. “In here...”

Jen came down the hall and walked into the kitchen, finding Martha scrubbing something off of the floor. She frowned, realizing that Martha was scrubbing a mess that she had left when heating up leftovers a couple nights ago.

With a grunt, she said “What do you need?”

“Address me more politely.” Jen replied, then bit her lip.

“Damn curse,” she thought. Yet, she knew that it wasn't just the curse. She had an attitude, she just never gave it much thought.

She was still angry at Kyle for doing this to her, but was starting to appreciate the new viewpoint.

She braced herself for the change. Nothing happened.

“Sorry Jennifer, is there anything I can do for you?” Martha replied.

Apparently Martha wasn't affected by her attitude. “What a relief,” she thought as she began to say:

“I just...”

“I wanted to tell you that I appreciate everything you do for us.”

They were both silent for a moment.

Martha leaned back, turned towards her, then simply said: “Thanks hon, you better hurry, don’t want to be late for school.”

As Martha bent back down to continue scrubbing Jen could feel the changes reversing.

In moments her swollen groin was down to an A cup, and her upper breasts had grown, though they weren't quite D’s again.

With a smile, she turned and went towards the front door. Her sister was waiting for her on the porch swing. Today, she decided to wear a tube top that barely covered her lower two nipples. In fact, Jen imagined that they’d fall right out if she stood up too fast.

Sure enough, the moment she stood up, they dropped. Their mom, who happened to be leaving at the same time looked towards them and said, “you two have fun at school!”

She was completely oblivious to Ali’s exposed set of breasts.

“Alison, don’t you want to cover up a bit more?” Jen asked.

“You’re one to talk,” she replied. “You wear stuff like this all the time.”

Jen didn't have a response to that. Before the curse it was very much true.

She followed Ali to the bus stop, trying not to watch as her breasts bounced with every step...


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