Fred was cooking pancakes as she entered the kitchen. Her sister was wearing another revealing top, but by now Jen was used to seeing her extra breasts hanging free. She was in such a good mood that the curse hardly effected her when she apologized to Fred for the previous day. Both parents were surprised, but didn't make anything of it.
Fred simply said, “Thanks Jen, I appreciate that. How many pancakes would you like?”
Jen couldn't help but be amazed at how forgiving he was. Given how aroused she had been, she knew she really hurt his feelings during that argument. In the last week she had, thanks to the curse, been forced to reflect on her attitude. She knew that the moment the week was up, she’d be a better person. She didn't like Kyle, and would never forgive him but; as twisted as it seemed, his heart was in the right place...Even if his mind was totally fucked up.
Perhaps the effects on her attitude wore off a bit when she had no motivations. After all, she lost every opportunity to get a positive transformation from one of her family members.
“Oh well, Suzy will save me,” she thought, with a smile.
“Mom, are you and Fred still going on a date tonight?”
“Planning on it, Fred got us a 6pm reservation at Willows, why do you ask?” Her mom replied.
“Oh, no reason...” Jen said, hoping that it didn't sound suspicious. Once she had finished eating, she left to watch some TV in the living room. Alison followed.
“Jen, can I ask you something private?”
“Sure,” Jen answered, not sure what to expect.
“Well... It’s kind of embarrassing... Promise you won’t tell anyone?” Alison added.
“I promise,” Jen replied.
“Well, yesterday after Michele left, I played with my boobs for a little while.”
“My nipples are really sensitive. I like that, but...”
“But what?” Jen pressed.
“One of them leaked...Is something wrong with me?”
“You...Lactated?” Jen asked, remembering what happened to her the day before.
“Yea, but it only came out of this one.” Alison said, gesturing towards her top right breast.
“It felt really good.”
Jen knew, or at least thought she know why Ali had lactated. After all, according to the curse Alison had breasts ‘just like hers.’ Perhaps excessive stimulation would lead to the same result.
“Sis,” Jen started, “Your breasts will lactate if you play with them too often. That’s just how they work.”
Looking a little confused, Alison simply replied, “Oh...”
It seemed Alison and Jen both had a decision to make. Lactate, or ease up on the personal pleasure.
Some time passed and Jen decided to head up to her room to take care of some homework...