Jen decided to visit her neighbor.
Mrs. Jackson was sitting on her front porch knitting something.
She was an older lady, probably close to 60. Definitely not Jen’s usual crowd. She’d lost her husband in some war and lived alone for as long as Jen and her family had lived across the way.
“Oh Jen, I haven’t seen you in quite some time? Have you been busy with your classes?” She asked as Jen walked up the sidewalk towards her porch.
“Classes are fine” Jen replied, showing little interest in the conversation. She didn't want to reply with snide one liners, but she couldn't stop herself due to the curse. She just hoped that Mrs. Jackson would be easy to please.
“What brings you here? Shouldn't you be at school now?”
“I couldn't deal with school today, and it’s like you said, we haven’t seen each other in a while...” Jen replied.
“Better...” She thought.
Mrs. Jackson replied, “Oh dear, do I need to give your parents a call?”
Before Jen could respond Mrs. Jackson smiled and said, “Oh, don’t look so alarmed... I was your age once. I’ll keep your secret.”
“So you’re having trouble at school?”
“Yea, it’s been a rough week.” Jen responded.
“Let me give you some words of wisdom, something I heard when I was around your age that has stuck with me to this very day.” Mrs. Jackson said.
“This to shall pass.”
“It’s an old saying that means that all conditions, good or bad, are just temporary. Those simple words have helped me deal with so much in my life, maybe they’ll help you now.”
“Huh...” Jen thought, saying the words back in her mind.
After everything she’d been through, she liked the way that sounded. Sure, she had one pretty big issue to overcome, but it could be worse.
“Thanks,” she said, “I needed that...”
“I’m glad to help.” Mrs. Jackson said with a kindhearted smile.
In moments Jen could feel her breasts shifting. Her top four grew, and her skirt visibly lowered as her pussy breast shrank down to a B cup.
She couldn't help but smile as she felt the pressure in her groin go down.
Mrs. Jackson noticed her smiling and asked what she was suddenly so happy about.
“Oh, it’s nothing, I’m just glad I stopped by.” She replied.
“Me to.” Mrs. Jackson replied, “would you like to come in? I’ll brew some tea for us.”
Jen stayed for a while, at first just to show some gratitude but she found herself engaged in the stories Mrs. Jackson had to share.
After a while, she caught a glimpse of a clock hanging nearby and noticed that school would be out any minute.
Is that accurate?” She asked.
“Oh, yes. I suppose you parents will be home soon...” Mrs. Jackson said.
“Yea... I’m sorry, I have to get going” Jen said, as she stood up...
She was caught off guard by the weight of her cuntbreast and nearly tripped. During her time with Mrs. Jackson, she had forgotten about it.
“Come back any time dear, and don’t worry, I won’t tell your parents about our rendezvous.”
Jen carefully adjusted her crotch, said a quick goodbye and left...