Spell 5: Curves

When Ted woke up the next morning, everything felt off. And looking down, he saw why.

He had boobs.

Not only did he have boobs, but they were pretty big too. The type of boobs he would dream about and make comments about if they were on another woman.

But they weren't on another woman, they were on him. So he groaned and sat up. This led to another discovery.

He had booty. A big booty at that. The kind he'd slap and catcall. But it being attached to him made it feel weird and wrong.

With nothing else to do, he groaned and got ready for school.

...

This time, his friends treated him very differently. They still held a bit of respect, but not much. They eyed him up, came close to slapping his ass and never looked him in the eyes.

Ted felt humiliated, which made him angry. He kept biting back at everyone, not wanting to be around others.

When he felt a strong slap on the ass, he whipped around and punched them. Of course, the punch didn't do anything.

"Nice ass, Tiffany," said Raven. Ted felt his body heat up, much to his distane.

"Your almost perfect. Physically, at least. I hope you're enjoying all the unwanted attention curves like this get you," mocked Raven.

"You shut your stupid bitch mouth. Seriously, what does George even see in the," snapped Ted. Of course, he had his own ideas. Boobs.

"Is that really a question? Maybe something to do with the fact that I care about him so much to do all these things for him," snapped Raven. She flicked Ted's boob before walking away, leaving Ted alone in the hall.

At least it was Friday.

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Spell 5 Ted