As she followed her mom, she had a sudden urge to touch her. Jen reached forward and grabbed her mom’s left hand.
Mom turned to her and laughed, “Jen! You haven’t wanted to hold my hand since you were little...”
“Is something wrong with you?”
Jen snapped out of it and pulled her hand away.
“Aw... You didn’t have to stop...”
“I don’t ... I’m not sure why I did that.” Jen hesitated.
As they walked Jen noticed something strange happening to her mom’s ears. They grew longer, then began to split apart. They reached the car just as her ears finished their transformation. Jen stared with her mouth open.
“What?” Mom asked when she noticed her confused gaze.
“You’re ears...” Jen slowly replied.
“What about them?” Mom responded.
“You have... Four of them...” Jen continued.
“So what? You have four boobs, but I’m not gawking at your chest am I?” Mom replied, half joking.
Jen went quiet after that and quickly jumped into the passenger seat. Apparently people did notice the boobs. She really wasn’t sure how to feel about that yet. Moreover, she just passed the curse to her mom while simultaneously learning that her favorite body part was her ears. Jen thought it was a little strange but shrugged it off.
For the moment, she was far more concerned about her cursed touch than her breasts...