Nearly Witches

Chapter 2

Nearly Witches

It was still really early, barely eight, so we both agreed to sleep in a little more. We got under the covers and I reached over her to turn on the heater. When I leaned back, Jenna was already sleeping soundly. I smiled at her, before snuggling down into the sheets, laying on my stomach. I didn't stay that way long, though. It felt like there were beanbags on my torso, which I guess there kind of were. It's been an hour and I was already sick of these boobs. I let out an exasperated breath, jumping when I felt something hit at my shoulder.

"Lay on your side," Jenna mumbled out. She retracted her hand, scratching her stomach and yawning. "You'll get used to it." She fell back asleep almost instantly.

I sighed again, turning onto my side. It felt a bit better, but it was still uncomfortable. I was used to sleeping on my stomach, but now I couldn't. My new body wasn't making a very good first impression. I shifted again, not feeling comfortable on my side.

"Oh my god, go to sleep," Jenna growled out. I figured I wouldn't be able to though so I tried to sneak out of bed. It didn't work of course- Jenna wasn't even asleep yet. "Where are you going?" She asked, burying her face into one of the pillows.

"I won't be able to sleep, so I thought I could fry something up, yeah?" I was sitting at the edge of the bed waiting for her response. When she didn't answer, I just got up and silently left the room. I walked into the kitchen, thinking of what to make. I went to brush some hair out of my face, but got caught up in how much flabbier my cheeks were now. I squished them about, walking over to the mirror hanging in the hallway. When I got there, I pushed my cheeks forward, giving myself fishlips. It was then that I noticed that my lips were fuller now and my eyelashes were longer. I was really regretting ever meeting that mysterious man. I stared at myself a few more seconds before I saw Jenna come out of the bedroom through the reflection.

"Done sleeping now, princess?" I teased, seeing how disgruntled she looked. She just glared at me before responding.

"You're not one to talk, Princess," she said back. I smiled at the banter, but looked over to the kitchen with a sigh. Jenna met my gaze before rolling her eyes. "You're not going to cook, are you?" She sighed out. I just pouted at her. "Fine, we'll pick something up while we're out."

I looked to her confused. "We're going out?"

"Of course! You don't expect to be able to wear those jeans much longer, do you? You can't even clasp them up!" She laughed. I looked down to see how she could tell. My shirt had ridden up from moving around, I guess, because you could even see a sliver of my stomach. I pulled my shirt down stubbornly.

"Fine, when are we leaving?" I sighed out. She disappeared to my room for a few moments, and reappeared holding a hoodie, my wallet, phone and a pair of Vans. She handed them to me and I slowly took them, not looking forward to our shopping trip. I pulled the jumper on over my shirt, then moved to put my shoes on. I slipped on one, frowning. It was too big. Jenna just laughed.

"Looks like we're gonna have to get shoes too, yeah?" She urged me to put my shoes on quicker. I put them on, standing up straight and shrugging at her.

"Well, let's go."

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I followed Jenna through the mall, shuffling my feet along to avoid my shoes coming off.

"I think we should get shoes first," I said, getting irritated as my shoe nearly slipped off again. She stopped a bit in front of me, turning and looking at me thoughtfully. After a few moments, she finally spoke.

"You would want Vans, yeah?" She asked me. I nodded my head in agreement, watching as she tapped her finger against her chin. "And you need pants," she added. Again I nodded. "Alright, to the Vans store first!" With that, she took off towards the escalator. I followed closely behind, tripping occasionally.