Jen ate quickly and was careful not to start a long conversation with anyone. The ordeal was over so long as she didn't hurt anyone’s feelings. Fortunately for her, she was in a good mood, a great mood in fact. The curse kept her verbal filter dialed to bitchy, but really couldn't do much if she had nothing bitchy to say.
Once finished, she thanked her mom for the food then said, “I’m gonna work on some homework, then head to bed... You probably won’t see me again tonight”
“Oh. OK honey. Have a good night.” Her mom replied, a little surprised that she was turning in so early.
“See you tomorrow.” Fred said.
“Good night sis!” Ali followed.
Jen smiled, then left the room...
She spent the next few hours with her door locked. She wasn't tired, but was determined to stay put. While she waited, she pulled some of her strapless bras out and tested to see if she could pull off a double-bra thing.
She had at least three pairs that did a decent job lifting her second row. Since this was part of her life now, she wondered if she could convince her mom to take her to a tailor to get a few custom bras made. Her sister would, or should probably come with them.
While trying on bras, she thought about Suzy. She’d have a similar issue with her chest.
When she began to think of Suzy’s chest, her mind wondered to Suzy’s crotch. Her best friend now had a penis, complete with balls. It was a big one too.
As she thought about the last couple times they fucked, she became aroused. With literally nothing else to do, she tossed a towel on the bed and began to masturbate.
Things down below were a bit dry, so she started with baby oil on her chest. Her D cup breasts was so much more fun than the smaller endowments she had dealt with for the past week. Each nipple tingled with pleasure. In moments, they were all lactating.
She felt moisture, and something familiar in her groin. She was happy to find that her pussy breast, which was now small enough to hide behind her lips, still lactated. She reached down and gave it a squeeze, watching the milk squirt out onto the towel.
She hoped she would never get used to that intense feeling. It was just too good.
She managed to kill an hour just milking her various nipples and pleasuring her self. About three orgasms and who knows how much milk later, she finished up and went to take a shower.
The milk hadn't stopped, so she waited on the edge of the tub for a few minutes. Once it had, she turned on the water and lathered on some soap. She spent nearly twenty minutes in the shower, just enjoying the feeling of water hitting her breasts and running down her now manageable groin.
Once finished, she toweled off and pulled on her night gown.
She crawled in bed and fell asleep...