The Curse

The Curse

That curse was serious business. It’s understandable that seems like a bit of an understatement but at the time, a threat from a nerd at school didn’t seem very intimidating.

Jessica being one of the hotter girls at her school, had her share of haters or admirers; it really depended on how she treated them and generally it was negatively.

After making fun of a fat kid for some obvious characteristics as well as his life in general, he placed a ‘curse’ on Jessica to see life through his eyes. The threat just seemed like another thing she could use as an insult back towards him.

She didn’t understand until later when she was trying out her favourite dress. Messing around a little with its position, she had noticed that her breasts had felt a little bit bigger. She popped them out of her dress as it wasn’t a negative addition and she wanted to inspect but what she saw was a lot worse. It was spreading…

She watched as the fat travelled down through her stomach and arms, slowly but surely adding at least another 150 pounds. She started to hobble back to her house to get some help from her mom but when she opened the door she saw something unexpected. It was a bedroom, but not hers. If was more of a complex bathroom, much less sophisticated than her mansion bedroom.

Scared, Jessica turned around to find that her exit was now replaced with a matching bedroom entrance, leading to her new townhouse home.

The transformation finished with the sexual organs, her clit extending all the way out to her now underwhelming 3 inch hard on. Her breasts sagged and her nipples shrunk as her still bigger breasts turned more into moobs.

Jessica didn’t really know what to say. Call and say sorry? She didn’t know because she would have to call her old phone number. Hundreds of questions ran through her head as she tried to answer the unanswerable question of how to transform back!