As she thought about what had just happened, she found herself amazed at how accommodating this curse was. People didn’t think her body was out of the ordinary. Her twin had been changed to suit the curse. He was even willing to fuck her since nobody else had enough cocks. On top of that, her family was completely OK with all of it.
“I can’t keep this up...” She thought.
Thinking of the curse reminded her of Kyle. She jumped up, ran to the phone in the hallway, then quickly dialed his number. Like before the woman, who she guessed was his mother, picked up the phone. She desperately tried to get her to bring Kyle, but the results were the same. No matter what she said, she couldn't seem to contact him...
Her plan to visit him in person was foiled by swim practice that evening. She also wasted the last hour fucking her own brother. It was almost 9pm and there was no way her parents would take her to some strangers house on the other end of town that late. She had no choice but to give up and try again tomorrow.
She started back up the stairs and met her mom in the hallway.
“Jen, why aren’t you wearing a shirt?” Mom asked.
Jen was in such a rush that she hardly realized that she was still naked when she ran to the phone.
“I suppose it’s the same reason I’m not wearing pants...” Jen replied, feeling more depressed than embarrassed.
“Uh uh... You can’t just walk around with your boobs out.” Mom replied.
“Go get yourself cleaned up and put something on.”
Jen was a little surprised by the reaction and simply said, “OK mom...” As she continued up the hallway.
The feeling of guilt was overwhelming as she entered her room. She didn’t want to be in that kind of relationship with her own brother. It didn’t matter how good it felt. Jen thought back to her first curse. Her pussy had been on her face and for whatever reason, she was better off keeping it uncovered.
After her latest transformation, nobody was phased by her naked pussies, even though they were back down below. She reasoned that wearing cloths during a change might carry on to the next transformation. She looked into the mirror for a long while, considering another transformation, but chickened out at the last minute.
“At least her current transformation wouldn’t keep her awake,” she thought.
Jen took a shower, then pulled on her nightgown. She rolled up the sticky sheets and left them downstairs for Martha to clean in the morning. After replacing them with a fresh set, she crawled into bed and fell asleep...