Jen, still pretending to be sick watched as her family left for their different destinations. Once they were gone, she decided to change out of her nightgown into something different...After encountering her sister that morning, she put some thought into the way the curse worked. Time and time again, the people around her had proven that only she knew that things were out of place. With the exception of Suzy and Kyle.
Home alone and with nowhere to go, she decided to test out some of her cloths.
She opened her dresser and reviewed a variety of tops and bottoms. She grabbed a few she liked along with some of her more stretchy panties. With a handful of things to try on, she went over to the mirror.
Still naked, she reviewed her current condition. Four breasts hung from her chest, C cups... Perky, not bad, but not quite as big or as many as she was used to. Between her legs she could see the strange breast hanging a couple inches out of her raised pussy lips.
It was small enough now that the boys undies wouldn't offer any support, but still too big for most of her panties. She guessed she’d be able to wear some of the more elastic panties she had gathered.
The first pair she tried on was a low cut g-string. They were great for hiding lines but didn't leave much to the imagination. She slipped them up her legs and tried to cover her groin.
“Nope,” she thought.
There was only enough fabric to cover her nipple and not much else. They made her feel a little kinky, but she ruled them out pretty quickly.
Next, she tried on a pair black panties with an elastic waist band.
“Still to tight,” she thought, unable to make them stay on her hips.
She discarded them and grabbed a pink pair made of a stretchier fabric.
She pulled them on and was pleased to see that they fit comfortably, though her breast pushed them forward just enough to make her labia and hood visible between the gaps in the fabric.
Not too disheartened, she left them on and started testing out pants.
First up was a pair of skinny jeans. She managed to pull them on, but barely got the two buttons closed in front of her bulge. Since her hood was raised up to accommodate the breast, the top of her opening was clearly visible over the waist band. On top of that, they were starting to hurt.
“Gah, too tight!” She cursed as she undid the buttons and pulled them off.
Up next came a pair of sweat pants that she typically wore on the weekends. They weren't much to look at, but she had worn them to school a few times when she felt too lazy to dress up. Comfortable...No surprise there, since the fabric was soft and stretchy.
With a sigh, she pulled them off and replaced them with a short black skirt. For the most part, skirts were the happy medium between cute and comfortable.
Next she found a low cut top that folded into a silver loop in the front. She pulled it over her head and shimmied her way inside.
She couldn't help but smile at herself in the mirror. Her normal breasts looked great. The taught fabric formed a sexy cleavage line in the v-neck opening, but the two bulges just below reminded her of Alison’s wardrobe over the last couple days. She noted how the loop landed right in the center of her four breasts, weirdly accentuating her quadrupled cleavage.
With a little bit of a laugh, she pulled it off and found a fluffy green tube-top. It was a bit easier to slide on, but wasn't quite long enough. She remembered some of the boys talking about “side-boob” at school and imagined that she’d coin the term: “bottom-boob,” if she wore something like that.
“Alright, what else do I have in here,” she thought, as she picked up one of her favorite shirts. It was pink, just like the panties she had on. The neck hole was wide open to accent her shoulders and the bottom was cut diagonally across her mid-drift. Throwing caution to the wind, she pulled off the tube top and slipped the loose t-shirt over her head.
She stood there, looking in the mirror. Sure, the two breasts peaking out from below the cut of the shirt seemed out of the ordinary, but she was hot. She had always been hot.
According to the curse, she looked perfectly normal to anyone else.
She didn't feel normal, as she looked at her lower right breast, fully exposed on the high end of the cut.
She imagined spending a school day dressed like that, and became aroused...