Not great

Laura woke up the next morning and passed her hand on her head, it was now clean of any hairs. A look down and she could see that there was no trace of her former breasts and even between her legs, she was completely bald. She sigh and kept herself from crying... She had to take her classes, she missed the afternoon's one yesterday and couldn't miss more. Like Mike said, she's too focused on what she lost, she might fuck up what she had left, her studies.

She took another dress, since pants didn't fit her new small waist anymore and a cap for her head. After a quick shower, not having to wash any hair, or even dry them. She took a moment to decide if she would put on some make up, but hell, she could at least make her face pretty, so she did.

She then left for her classes, tomorrow was a Saturday and she would buy new clothes and a wig. She got some attention that she didn't want anymore, feeling ugly and humiliated, but she wouldn't show anything of it. She didn't want to give that satisfaction to them.

On her way, she crossed the path of Brad, he seemed to not have noticed her, so she called for him.

"Brad ! Brad ! Brad !! BRAD !!!"

He finally looked at her with an embarrassed look.

"Oh, Hey, babe... I didn't see you !"

"You didn't hear me either !" She scolded him.

"Yeah... sorry..." He said looking around and passing his hand behind his neck. "You didn't find a way to reverse your problem, I see..."

"No, I don't really know what to do, except for my family, no one will believe me, there is nothing online and I don't have the money to go to the hospital to make some tests."

"Yeah... I understand... Anyway, I have to go..." He said as he walked away.

That didn't look good, Laura had to do something. She grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Do you want to come to my apartment after classes ? We can have some private fun..." She told him, passing a hand on his torso.

"Yeah... maybe... I'll see..." He just answered without any conviction.

He would never pass on an opportunity to have a good night of sex... before... And now, she was alone again. Fuck... She had to find something, quick !

That evening, Brad didn't came. So, Laura went to the store the next day with one idea. Finding sexy clothes, which was a complex task without her curves. She took several low-rise jeans and mini-skirt, a crop top with stuffed bra to make illusion and a sexy dress. She was kind of satisfied with it, but she needed to take care of the most important, the wig. She looked for one who would look good with her face, except a major issue quickly rose. It was itchy as fuck really fast. She couldn't bear it for more than few minutes.

"What the fuck with that shit ? Why is it so itchy ? Is it really the best you have ?" She shouted to the employee.

"Yes, miss, it's real hairs with hypoallergenic fabric, that shouldn't be problematic." Explained the man.

"Fuck that, I'll go elsewhere then !"

But there wasn't much stores for that kind of stuffs, and the one she found had the same issue. Laura had to give up on that... She was starting to believe that she had been cursed, but who would do that ? And was magic real, then ?

Laura was thinking about potentials suspects for a curse, but she didn't know any girl or guy into magic stuffs. And without that, it could be anyone... fuck...