Jen found her mom in the kitchen. She was heating up some left-overs in the microwave. Her mom had on a short top that showed off her lower back. For a woman who had two kids she was in great shape, Of course, she had around sixteen years to work off the baby weight. Jen knew that frequent trips to the gym had a lot to do with it as well. When her mom turned towards her, Jen noticed that the underside of her bottom two breasts were visible at the edge of her shirt. As usual, she had no bra and each nipple left a small indention. Jen didn't care about the pumps, but wondered if she would ever get used to the extra row.
“Hi Jen. How was your time with Suzy?” Mom asked as she walked towards the dining room with a steaming plate in hand.
Jen stuttered. “Uh... ... It was good....”
She was distracted by the bags that bounced against Mom’s exposed mid-drift.
“Glad to hear it.” Mom replied as she sat down in the next room.
Jen heated up some pizza, then joined her at the table.
After she finished her supper, she thought about the curse and said, “Can I ask you something personal?”
“Sure...” Mom replied.
Jen hesitated. “Um... If you had a choice, would you want to spend your life with four boobs, or just two?”
Her mom was quiet for a moment. “Hmm... I’m not sure anyone’s ever asked me that.”
“I don’t think I’d be the same person I am today if I didn’t have my extras.”
As she answered, she stretched. A yawn puffed out her chest. Jen turned away as one of her lower nipples slipped free.
“Jeez, pull your shirt down will you?” Jen pleaded.
“What’s the matter Jen? You usually aren’t embarrassed unless you’ve got company over.” Her mom laughed as she finished her stretch.
Her mom had a naughty sense of humor and Jen tried not to coax her. “Sorry I asked.”
Her mom shrugged, “If I had a choice to change, I’d probably stick with four. I certainly don’t think my unusual breasts define me as a person, but they are a part of who I am. Plus, I think it would feel weird to lose half of my chest.”
Jen had to remind herself that Mom didn’t know she had been cursed. She tried not to think about it as she dropped off her dirty dish in the kitchen then went back to her room. She wondered if her mom would make that same decision when she knew the truth. Come tomorrow, she would find out...