“You did seem to be acting different than usual.” Jen said as she began to realize the full scope of Sam’s change.
“I imagine that would have been an understatement early on.” Sam added. “I was scared and embarrassed. I faked being sick and skipped a few days of school. When I got back I accidentally showed up for the wrong classes and even found myself in the boys bathroom a few times.”
“For the most part, people just assumed I was being ditsy or forgetful. It took a few weeks, but I got used to the changes. I learned my new schedule, figured out how to use tampons, started sitting to pee, and realized that guys really like to stare when they think you aren’t looking. I also noticed that they seem to act a lot stupider when I’m around. I think that was the worst of it. I stopped hanging out with a lot of my guy friends after the switch.”
Earlier that day, Jen and Sam crossed the line that separated friends from lovers. Jen had never been into girls, but there was something different about Sam. While she maintained a standard friendship during the past months, that day introduced the two of them to a relationship that had nearly been forgotten. As the realization took hold, she began to wonder just how close they had been before her transformation.
“Were we...” Jen hesitated. “...Together?”
“We were very close...” Sam confessed. “We’ve been best friends since kindergarten. A little more at times, but never officially a couple...”
“There’s so much to take in...” Jen replied. “I really don’t know what to say.”
“You two really would make a cute couple...” Cassie cooed. “Lesbians... But still...”
Jen punched her arm. “You heard to much!”
“Hey, I’ve been cursed too.” She shot back as she rubbed her arm. “Like it or not, we’re in this together.”
“You’re right Cassie...”Jen sighed. “Sorry...”
“No worries...” Cassie grinned. “I will admit... I’m only involved because I volunteered.”
Jen lowered her head. She had a lot to think about, but one thing was fresh on her mind.
“Sam.” She began. “Can you please undo this topless thing. I don’t want to walk around with my tits on display, no matter how normal people think it is...”
Sam patted the pillow that hid her unusual groin. “Sure, but only if you let me put on some pants...”
“That’s fine, but once we’re all back to normal, we should really stop messing with this curse...” Jen urged.