Jen, Cassie, and Sam finished their supper and excused themselves. On the way back upstairs Sam jokingly grabbed onto Jen’s breasts from behind.
“What are you doing?” Jen asked as the bikini slipped down.
“Didn’t you want me to be your bra?” She chuckled. “All I needed to do was pick dare...”
“Stop...” Jen said, pulling away. “I probably took that too far.”
Sam laughed. “Don’t worry about it. I thought it was funny.”
“You’re such a perv...” Jen replied. “You wouldn’t be laughing if they didn’t think you looked normal.”
“Yea, that would have been hard to explain...” She considered. “I suppose my only choice would have been to use the curse to make them forget. It would have been risky, to say the least...”
“How can you be so casual about all of this?” Jen asked as she adjusted the bikini top.
“Did you forget?” Sam replied. “I had this curse for a while before Kyle passed it to you...”
“Wait... You had it before Jen?” Cassie chimed in, trying not to stare at her naked bottom. “What happened?”
“It’s a long story...” Sam replied.
“We’ve still got a few hours until our mom gets here.” Jen said, now taking on a more serious expression. “I think it’s about time you told me what happened.”
Sam opened her bedroom door and waved them both in. “I’m afraid I can’t share the very beginning.”
“Why not? Cassie asked.
“I’m sure Jen will understand...” Sam started. “Whoever gave it to me originally, made me forget who and how.”
“I honestly have no idea what their motivation was.”
“I thought you said this was a long story!” Jen argued, tossing a pillow at her.
“Hang on... I haven’t gotten that far.” Sam replied, placing the pillow over her naked lap. “Sure, someone cursed me and made me forget who they were. I do remember the curse though.”
It wasn’t all that different than what Cassie got earlier today...