As Jennifer landed on the floor, her legs and hands met the floor simultaneously. She felt a dull pain as she met the wooden floor, but none the less sexy. She looked at herself, like a weird spider with only four legs, crawling on the floor. She thought about what she should do next whilst walking around the living room, her awkwardly bended legs walking "backwards". The wrinkles on her elbows faced her as she walked, an abnormal feeling walking with her four limbs, that actually felt natural. She walked to the mirror,stretching from the ground to the ceiling. She noted that she vaguely looked like a grasshopper, her knees bended to an angle similar. She attempted to complete the look by twisting her legs at the ankle, so that it faced the front.
Yet she felt that this wasn't weird enough for her. She wanted to experience something freaky. Suddenly an idea popped into her mind," Why not have my body be a quad-pod?" she said as she plucked her head off of her neck, and tried to stick it onto her shirt. It worked, but she felt something was wrong, realizing that she forgot to take her clothes off, which made the look unnatural. As she took them off, there was a slight difficulty trying to get her arms around the sleeves of the shirt. But with effort, she took her shirt off, and the cool wind blew across her perky breasts, stimulating her. She thought, " Why not go all the way?" and striped her panties off, her clean, shaven hair and her moist pussy revealed to the world to see. The air in the room was invigorating, and soon she was aroused by the tingling sensations on her nipples and pussy, as the breeze brushed across it. Her pussy dripped slightly, but kept herself under control. She walked back towards the mirror, now, as she looked towards the mirror, she looked like a flesh-coloured thing that ives on four limbs. Jennifer thought this was nice, but not the strange she was looking for, and reverted back to her head on her neck, and kept it that way.
As she stared at her beautiful, new body, with her round breasts dangling off her chest, almost touching the cold wooden ground, she thought of the possibilities of the forms she can be in with her new-found curse.