Cassie glanced at the other two girls. “Who wants to go?”
“I’ll go.” Jen offered. “Please apply those conditions for me.”
“Want anything else?” Cassie asked.
Jen shrugged. “Surprise me...”
Cassie proceeded to ask the question and Jen chose to transform. As per the request, Cassie read from the notepad. Once finished, she offered a curse of her own design, though the idea was inspired by Jen’s rules.
“You’ll also grow a third boob right between the other two...”
“Oh come on...” Jen said as her chest stretched and parted to accommodate a new gland.
Jen was still wearing a t-shirt that she had borrowed from Sam, though no bra underneath. The temporary shirt didn’t seem to change, but something was happening to the burnt bra she had tossed on the floor earlier that day. The fabric unraveled down the middle. Once the front was partially deconstructed, the threads lengthened and stitched together to form a new cup in the center. Unfortunately, two burnt holes remained from earlier that morning.
“I wonder if I can use the curse to fix those holes.” She considered, motioning towards the freshly modified bra.
“Did it work?” Sam asked, looking at the top, then back towards her.
Jen turned to face her and pulled her shirt tight against the three bumps. “What do you think?”
“I don’t know... You look the same...” She shrugged.
“Yea, I don’t see anything new.” Cassie agreed.
“You just made me grow this third boob Cassie!” Jen argued, gesturing towards her new bump.
“Did I?” Cassie pondered. “Haven’t you always had that?”
With that comment, Jen realized that one of the conditions had worked perfectly. As an additional test, she used her ability to exclude the two of them from the spell.
“I’m not sure how I missed that...” Sam said, now noticing the extra bump.
Jen grinned at her handiwork, then said, “Sam, do you want to go next?”
It was apparent that the excitement of the day was catching up with Sam. Fatigue showed on her face as she nodded...