Tanya descended the stairs into the kitchen, to find Tom sitting at the table, still in Aunt Jessie’s body, eating breakfast. Tanya was dressed in an oversized business casual suit, with pearls, tan hose, and black 4-inch pumps, all too big for her frame. “Oh gee, thanks, Tom. I was hoping you would come home late enough so that I had to be the one to go to work as Aunt Jessie!”
“No problem sis,” Tom said smugly behind Aunt Jessie’s face, “I mean I would go, but 24 hours would be up around noon, and well, we wouldn’t want to lose our job, now would we?” Just then Tom let a strong noxious fart slip out from between his doughy ass cheeks. It was so foul that Tanya could taste it, and immediately started gagging. “My ass says hello, by the way,” Tom laughed as he shoveled cereal into his mouth,
“I hate you,” Tanya sneered at her brother.
“Not as much as I hate you,” Tom countered with a smile.
And this was how it was with the twins. They would have stuck each other with the curse and left the other forever if they could, and then rob the other blind just to make it worse. They couldn’t stand each other, and were always trying to make the other miserable, and sticking each other with the curse at the worst possible time was their favorite way to make that happen. Neither twin wanted the other to be happy, and the only reason they ever got along was to punish a mutual enemy. Then nothing could destroy their camaraderie, or stop their mutual destruction of some one’s life.
“Just drop dead and give me the curse,” Tanya hissed at him as she flicked his ear.
“Oww! You bitch!”
Tanya smiled at Tom’s discomfort, as her breasts surged forward to a large F cup, filling her bra. Even the casual flick was enough to activate the curse. Her stomach swelled with a loud gurgle, plumping and swelling until it stood out almost as far as her large milkers. She felt her ass begin to inflate, it was like there were two large beach balls under her skirt and someone was pumping them up to full capacity. Her thighs grew to match her giant bubble butt, straining her hose. Her thin ankles became Aunt Jessie’s nasty cankles, and her upper arms inflated into large floppy bingo wings with absolutely no muscle tone to them. When her body was done changing, Tanya was a large exaggerated pear shape. Her face then aged, and laugh lines settled in as Tanya raced forward in years to Aunt Jessie’s age of 52. The twins had noticed that Aunt Jessie’s body never seemed to age anymore, and Tom suspected that whoever finally gets stuck as Jessie, might just be immortal, but he was in no hurry to find out, or share his suspicions with Tanya. Finally a tingle spread through Tanya’s light brown hair, and she knew it was turning that bright fire engine red that Jessie had, along with her two large streaks of grey that fell into her face. She knew it was piled high in a large beehive, as Jessie always wore it that way.
Tanya frowned as she felt a bubbling brew in her stomach, and travel to her chunky ass. She smiled as she pointed her large posterior towards the laughing Tom’s cereal, and crop-dusted his breakfast with a disgusting garbage smelling fart. “Oops!” she said mockingly as she put her hand over her mouth as if she was embarrassed. “Excuse me, you know how us old broads can’t control our farts!”
“Screw you, Tanya! Just go to work!” Tom yelled at her as he emptied his bowl into the garbage.
“See you after work little brother! Better have dinner ready for this fat girl, or your room is gonna stink of booty toots tonight!” Tom grumbled as she closed the door, knowing she was completely serious, and not one to bluff, and her spiteful booty toots could indeed leave a room uninhabitable for a night.
Tanya squeezed her big fat body into her SUV, and started up the car. She immediately rolled down the window, as a foul smelling toxic fart filled the air. “GASP!” She threw the car in drive and drove to a doughnut shop. “I need coffee before I get to work!” She told herself as she fanned the fumes out the window.