A thick white pushup bra with pink polka dots. "That's odd," Jenny said, "it's an F cup. I don't own any bras this size." Correction, all her bras were that size.
Then beneath her shirt, her breasts tickled. With a sensation like the numbness you feel when you sleep on your arm, her breasts begin to thicken
and swell. When the numb tingling had passed, her pert D's had rounded out to high and proud F cups with a cute little crinkled nipples and small areolas.
The pink bra that she was wearing had grown with them. Apparently the curse was intent on altering her past to always being a busty teen.
"THAT LITTLE FUCKING SHIT!!!" She yelled.
If this part of the curse was true then the other half must be too. She would just have to go without a bra today. She removed her pink bra, and then without
thinking put on the thickly padded push up bra. Try as she might, she could not bring herself to remove it. She put on her top, found her sock, and panties
and headed out to the bus. Before she even took her seat, she could feel her nipples crinkling under the fabric of her bra. She was trying to keep up the conversation
with Amanda, sitting next to her, but her stiff nipples were a constant distraction.
Jenny tried to make it through the rest of the say without thinking about it, but she could definitely feel the tips of her nipples pressing harder and harder against the bra.
They were SENSITIVE too! Each time her bra shifted, it sent pure arousal down to her Venus mound. When she finished her sixth period, she wend to the bathroom
and gasped. There in front of the mirror she stood, with two distinct bumps pressing against her bra. Her nipples were extremely hard and inflexible. It was almost as if
they were rooted down, deep into her breasts--a foundation to keep them facing out no matter how much pressure was put on them. They reached a solid 2 INCHES now.
They were as thick as thimbles, tenting the white bra considerably. Her areolas were considerably larger as well. Where before they had been average, maybe the size of a
vanilla wafer, they were now almost double that.
"I am going to KILL Kyle Perkins when I see him." She smirked to herself. "Then again, maybe I can find a more creative way of getting back at him."