Sarah blinked as the second she had looked over in the direction of the woman who had just bursted into her changing room and groped her. The next second, there was now just a pile of empty clothes on the floor where the woman had been standing.
"...Strange," said Sarah as she kicked at the pile of clothes. Strangely enough, they were still warm like someone had just been wearing them. "What on earth...?"
"Um...Down here..."
Sarah yelped. Not only had the odd voice called out to her while she was standing topless in the changing room, but her breasts had jiggled all on their own as if some invisible force had wiggled them. Or they had a mind of their own. In fact, her boobs felt...Heavier, for some reason. Or bigger?
Sarah had always been on the busty side, what with being a short, chubby redhead. But she wasn't quite prepared for what she saw when she turned around and looked in the changing room mirror.
"...Eyes!?"
Two big blue eyes were now located where her nipples had once been. And just below her tits, and above her stomach, was a mouth with soft lips.
"Uh, hi," said the mouth. "Please don't freak out..."
Sarah was stunned as she stared blankly into her reflection. She had the beginnings of a face on her chest and it was talking to her. Stranger still was the fact that her boobs felt way, way bigger than they usually did. Almost like she had gone up three or four cup sizes.
"Thank goodness," said the mouth. "Most people don't remain calm after this sort of thing happens. Listen, my name is Jamie and I have a curse that makes me--Eep! H-Hey!"
Sarah scooped up her now watermelon sized breasts, contemplating just how heavy they now were before letting they drop and bounce around. The nipple eyes wore a panicked expression as to them, it probably looked like their whole world had just gotten rocked.
"S-Stop that, please!" cried the mouth. "L-Listen to me! I have a curse that attaches me to things! I glanced at your breasts and now I'm a part of them!"
"A part of them," Sarah hummed as she pressed the breasts together, causing the nipples to go crosseyed. "Sounds more to me like you are them to me..."
"P-Please, you have to help me! The longer I stay like this, the worse it gets! All I need is some silver and we both go back to normal!"
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