Self love (deflation)

"Do I look good ?" Jane asked to her photograph.

"Don't worry, you look perfect, as usual ! Don't move." He answered her.

The man took several pictures and she changed position. Being a model was a dream come true for her who always prioritized her look. It was also a recognition that she was indeed above others in that domain.

The photoshoot finished and Jane went back to the hotel. It was a good day. She visited the village they stopped by, for the pictures, and ate at a nice restaurant. She was moving to place like this often with her photograph, and friend, to get good shots. This place was no exception, the wooden hulk was perfect with the see behind. And since it wasn't summer, there wasn't much tourists.

Finally, Jane went back to the hotel and got a good night of sleep.

But things didn't go well in the morning. Something was off. Jane got off the bed with a dread feeling at the base of her neck, and when she looked down, she realized why. her tits were gone, she was as flat as you can be, even worst than that, her nipples were big and erected, like rocks in a plain.

"Oh, my God !! What is that ??" She shouted.

Taking her wardrobe, she rushed to the room next door and knocked at the door. Her photograph opened soon after, half asleep.

"What's going on, Jane ? It's 6 am..."

"They're gone John ! They're fucking gone !!!"

She rushed into his room like a storm and before he could ask what she was rambling about, she pulled down her wardrobe, showing her flat chest.

"Oh... shit..." John managed to say.

"That's all you have to say ?? Shit ? My career is done !"

"Don't over react. A lot of models don't have much under their shirt. And there are things to..."

"Don't over react ? Fuck you John ! It's not your tits that disappeared ! Even if it wouldn't be a bad thing !"

Jane rushed out with her wardrobe barely on her, leaving her photograph touching his man boobs from overweight.

"That was mean..." He said to himself.

Jane put on some clothes and took a walk in the village to calm down.

"How can boobs disappear in one night ? What the fuck !!" She shouted to herself.

"Maybe it's a curse..." A voice said.

Looking in the direction of the voice, she spotted an old man siting in front of his house, a local.

"A curse ?" Jane asked, intrigued.

"Yeah, like a pissed off person that cursed ya."

It was backward beliefs, but she was willing to believe it, since breasts don't disappear in one night.

"How do you break a curse ?"

"Ya hav' to find the one who cursed ya !"

"And if I don't know who it is ?"

Jane had no idea who could have cursed her. She may have pissed few people during her life, but none recently and nothing worst a curse... as far as she knew. Which was obviously delusion. Her attitude pissed off a lot of people, even broke some career and lives, so curse weren't out of the table at all.

"If ya don' know how te break the curse, ya still have the wishing well. But it's a waste of wish honestly..."

"Excuse me ? The wishing well ??"

Did that man just drop off a bomb like that, so casually ? A wishing well ? Unless it's some tourist trap, this is not something you say like that.

"Yeah, it's just at the end of the second street on yer left."

"And why didn't anyone used it ? Don't take me for an idiot."

"We all did, all of the town. But there is a lot of limitations, you only have one wish, no refund, it only affect yourself and can't make you invincible or immortal."

Jane had still her doubts, but there wasn't much to lose for now. So, she followed the indications of the man and found a well. It was looking like any other well from middle age, except well preserved. Taking a coin from her pocket, she threw it. She had thought about several wishes, but most of them wouldn't work since it wasn't about her body and mind. As for the rest, what she needed most was getting her tits back. And so she wished.

"I wish my most attractive parts grew bigger."

As she said it, she realized that the formulation of her wish was weird. That was thanks to the curse that had a security triggered if she tried to remove it. The caster wasn't an amateur and took a lot of time making sure she couldn't escape it easily. And so, Jane hoped to feel something grow on her chest and instead grew in her panties. A cold shiver went down her spine as she realized something was wrong. Being alone in the morning, she took a quick look in her pants and discovered with horror that her pussy had grew bigger, way bigger. And after lifting up her shirt, she could see that her areola grew huge on her flat chest with big nipples.

"What the fuck !! I made it worst !!" She whined, tears coming to her eyes.

Jane fell on her knees beaten up, no idea on how to save herself from the trouble she put herself in.

Weeks later, Jane was waiting John in her room. She was completely naked, trying to put up a smile while being scared that he found her ugly despite his constant reassuring. But his face when he entered reassured her as he looked delighted.

A little bit later, the man that she could only see as her photograph before, had his whole forearm in her pussy, and was sucking her big sensitive nipples. It was the best way for her to get an orgasm, a dick couldn't do much with her new vagina. Jane was moaning from the fisting, she wondered if she would let him fuck her ass this time. He said that it could feel really for her too.

The young woman started modelling again not long after that, but it was for a more adult public, with more specific tastes. She never could really shake off the humiliating feeling of having no tits and having huge areola and pussy. But her fans were there for that, and the huge insertion...