Kat's eyes lingered on the middle statue. The figure towered above her, motherly and feminine. Features soft and welcoming, figure obscured by overburdening breasts. The warmth of the statue drew Kat, its beauty and maternal nature mesmerizing. She stood beneath the statue, unable to pull her gaze from its features. This image was the most appealing to her, taunting her with her yearning for it.
There was no doubt the other two options could be within her grasp should she desire them with that form. After all, what boy would be able to resist her when she had breasts that consumed her? So she would be blessed, and she would be cursed. Her new body could be a prison or salvation. It could be a curse or a blessing. Or perhaps both at the same time?
Kat took a step forward, her footstep echoing loudly around the broken chamber. It was like a judge's gavel, sentencing her to a life trapped in her own body- a confining prison. She took another step, her feet carrying her away from her past and closer to her future. The statue loomed above her, a testament to the curse she longed to bear. Indeed it wasn't really possible, was it? There was no way Kat would actually be granted the curse. Gods and Goddesses didn't actually exist, and there was no such thing as magic. Was there?
Her mind tried desperately to dismiss the possibility- to reaffirm that none of that was actually a possibility. But a glimmer of desire longed for it to be true. A burning, inextinguishable flame. It called to her, and she could not ignore it. It was a hunger she couldn't resist.
Kat took another step, closing the distance between herself and the colossal statue. Her heart fluttered in her chest, and her stomach clenched.
The statue seemed to be smiling down at her now, eyes still closed. Welcoming and warm. The statue's arms were outstretched like a mother about to embrace a child. The stone was flawless- smooth and perfect. At this moment, Kat could swear the statue was alive, beckoning her closer.
Kat reached out, placing her hand against the surprisingly warm stone of the goddess. She could feel the warmth radiating from it beneath her fingers and seeping into her skin like liquid gold. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, a sense of fear and anticipation engulfing her like choking fumes. What was she doing? Would anyone accept her with breasts that large? Wouldn't she be labeled a freak of nature?
Kat closed her eyes, her hand poised to pull away.
What was she doing?
She shook her head, trying to dislodge the delusional thoughts she was now entertaining. Lord knows she had some weird fantasies, but this took it too far. What a way to just throw her life away. It was ridiculous. Yet...
"I wish to bear your curse."
The words were barely above a whisper, yet they seemed to echo in Kat's mind as warmth seemed to fill her. It was a feeling of dizziness, dreamlike and distant. Then, just as suddenly as it came, the feeling passed. The statue seemed to grow cold, and Kat was left alone with her hand resting on the statue's tunic.
Kat took a deep breath, waiting for something to happen- some sign of acceptance. Perhaps the statue would open her eyes and tell Kat she would be blessed. Or perhaps Kat's chest would swell, growing to epic proportions right there in the chamber. But there was nothing. Nothing changed.
Kat's heart dropped as she released a sigh, "Should've known it was all just in my head."
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