nothing... at first

Nothing happened at first. Eventually the enormity of the day caught up with her and she went to bed.

She slept well and woke up feeling somewhat refreshed. By the time she had showered and the last remnants of her crazy adventures the night before were already beginning to seem unreal.

It was too much to hope that her life would ever be normal again, but if the mysterious e-mailer gave up on her, perhaps things could be better. Heck, maybe the curse would even wear off on it it's own.

She checked her e-mail. Nothing. She dressed for school. Under no compunctions, she was able to dress fairly conservatively. Covering up her body. Her eyebrows still looked absurd with the marker, and in the mirror she almost had a mini freak out over them. But she calmed herself down and left for school.

The first few periods went well. She got some stares from time to time, but she kept her head down, and thought about having run around outside naked just a few hours before. Compared to that, this was nothing.

Then at lunch she saw Charity and remembered the last e-mail of last night. Charity was walking straight towards her, and she looked pissed.

Something else was wrong too... Charity was wearing a white t-shirt stretched so thin it was almost see-through and a skirt that was much shorter than she normally wore. Her face was red.

Most noticeably however was how her breasts moved. Charity was fairly large up top, and it was clear to anyone looking that she was not wearing a bra.

Charity grabbed her by the arm and said "Please come with me". She did.

Charity took her to the restroom and when the were alone she took off her top and showed Tanya her breasts. She was topless except for a peice of duct tape over each breast.

"Are you happy now?" asked Charity before putting her shirt back on.

"What do you mean?" Tanya asked.

It came out quickly that Charity had received a mysterious e-mail last night with the picture Tanya had sent. Charity, unlike Tanya had been able to negotiate with her blackmailer, who had originally wanted her to wear something much sluttier to school. When they had bargained to have Charity show Tanya her breasts, Charity had assumed Tanya was in on it.

In the back of her mind, Tanya could not help but be a little jealous that Charity could negotiate some at least, while also feeling terrible she had **** her into this. The tape over her nipples had also been an improvisation. She had been told no bra, but had used the loophole so nobody would see anything entirely.

Truthfully, Tanya told her that she was in the same boat, having to do dares for this person. As proof, she pointed to her eyebrows. That seemed to convince her and she sighed.

"This is a nightmare!"

Then Charity got a text.