“I don’t know about you...” Sam started. “But I’m famished...”
“Yea... I didn’t have a chance to eat anything this morning.” The taste of Sam’s cum made Jen realize how hungry she had become.”Kyle wasted all of my time on the phone...”
“I think there’s some leftover pizza in the fridge, but you’d better change that shirt before we head down.” Sam suggested.
She hopped off of the bed, allowing her skirt to conceal the two limp cocks, then pulled a hole-free shirt from her dresser. Jen was confused at first, but then remembered the holes her nipples had burnt through the fabric. She blushed when she looked down to see both of her nipples pointing out of the singed openings.
She lifted off the damaged top and unhooked her bra. Sam handed over a clean shirt and Jen pulled it on. It was a little tight and her nipples were visible through the fabric, but it was good enough until she got home. While Jen was pulling on the new shirt, Sam lifted on a pair of panties. She was glad the two cocks were limp enough to be pushed inside, though it definitely felt odd. Of course, if they hardened up again, the panties wouldn’t be able to hold them in.
Once dressed, the two of them ate leftovers and planned their next move. Jen wasn’t particularly excited about involving a third person, much less her own sister, but if Sam could use the curse without reproductions, then it should be fine. The two of them agreed to have Cassie come over after school. Unfortunately, that meant they still had several hours to wait. Sam seemed excited to play with her cocks in the down time, but both remained limp. Her little soldiers just weren’t rested enough to stand yet.
They killed some time researching the curse online, but didn’t find anything meaningful. A few sources said that the curse usually affected people sexually. Jen was relieved to find that she wasn’t imagining things. They didn’t find any way to undo it aside from taking advantage of other people, which they already planned to do. When surfing the web became boring, they entertained each other with Jen’s ability to turn invisible.
Closer to 2pm, they drafted up a text for Cassie.
“No practice for me. Come to Sam’s house after school. I’ll let mom know.”
She saved the draft then sent a new text to their mom. “No practice, I’ll be at Sam’s house after school, OK if Cassie comes with?”
She sent it, and hoped that none of the instructors had called about her absence. She was optimistic since her phone had been silent all afternoon. One of the benefits of going to a large school was that it was easy to play hooky, though she and Sam didn’t do it often.
Her phone beeped a few minutes later, “Sure, when should I pick you up?”
“9pm?” Jen replied.
“OK, see you then.” Mom texted back shortly after.
Jen breathed a sigh of relief and opened Cassie’s draft. She made an adjustment to let her know that mom had given permission and planned to pick them up at 9 before sending.
Minutes later, Cassie replied, “Alright...”