"I'm a certified baddie!" Michelle told herself as she peered through the window into the small gym. The guy she had just met was in there working out. "That's cute. He's trying to impress me." She thought as the guy kept increasing the weight on the leg curl machine. "Too bad I am way out of his league." She smirked and looked down the hallway towards the party. "Should I even bother going back in there?" Michelle pondered. Her brain was teeming with new memories that painted the picture of a 20 something year old woman who had been profiteering off her sex appeal since they day she turned 18. "I mean look at me." Michelle turned back and focused in on her own faint reflection in the window. "I'm fucking gorgeous. Men will do anything I tell them to do, and women..." Michelle felt anger swell up inside her. "Those fucking bitches are just jealous of how hawt I am." Michelle's attention snapped back to the party. "You know... As perfect as my face, tits, and abs are..." Michelle ran her hands down her large breasts, across her tight toned waist, and around back to her rather petite butt. "I could use a little bit more ass..." Michelle pictured her butt. There wasn't anything objectively wrong with it, but it also wasn't an ass that caused men to snap their necks while staring at it. "And my legs could be shapelier... And my hair could be naturally blonde... I could get someone to get rid of that mole on my shoulder..." Michelle's brain became filled with trivial imperfections that she could fix via the curse. "YES!" She said heading back towards the party. "I'll use each and every guy at this party to make myself perfect." She told herself as she set off down the hallway towards the party.
"Now who do I choose?" Michelle asked herself as she began to weave in between people. "No... Not him... No... Next!.." Out of the corner of her eye Michelle saw the goth girl with purple hair roll her eyes at her. "Jealous bitch." Michelle barked in her head as she continued to search for a guy who would be easy to control. "There!" Michelle spotted a guy dressed up like he worked for UPS. "Hey handsome." Michelle smiled and approached the guy who was standing near a table full of snacks. "I've been looking for a package. A rather big package. Do you have a big thick package for me?" Michelle said running her finger down the shocked guy's chest.
"Y...yes." The man stuttered as her starred into Michelle's mesmerizing blue eyes. "I've got a great package for you."
"I didn't say I was looking for a great package. I am looking for a big thick package. Do you have a big thick package for me?" Michelle asked in a stern tone. The horny and flustered guy nodded yes as he stole glances at Michelle's bulging breasts. "That's perfect. Now if you want to give me your big thick package I need to ask you a question and you need to follow along with my answer. Okay?" Michelle winked at the guy who was now eagerly nodding yes. "This is too easy." Michelle thought pausing briefly to formulate her question. "What do you think of my costume? How would you improve it?" Michelle placed her finger over the guy's mouth before he could say a word. "Now follow along and repeat after me." Michelle removed her finger from the guy's lips. "Your costume would look better if you had a wide womanly set of hips and a perfectly shaped round juicy ass."
The flustered guy began repeating Michelle's words. "... round juicy ass. Is that it?" The guy asked Michelle who was grinning ear to ear. "Is there anything else I have to do? You wanna go back to my place or do you wanna to go back to your place?" The guy eagerly asked Michelle, who now appeared to be ignoring him. "For my package. My thick package! Babe?" The guy said as Michelle stepped around him to grab a cookie from the snack table.
"Fuck yes!" Michelle cooed in her head as she felt her hips crack and shift. "The pain is worth it." She told herself as she felt her ass begin to grow larger and rounder. "Now I just need legs to match this ass." Michelle's purple dress restructured itself so that it was now perfectly contoured around her wide hips and plump ass. _"And daintier arms..." Michelle felt her panties shrink into a thong that quickly wedged itself in between her meaty ass-cheeks. "And then just a few more tweaks after that and I'll be perfect..." Michelle turned back to the guy in the UPS costume whom she had been ignoring. "What do you want?"
"What do you mean what do I want?" The now confused guy responded. "You were just asking me about my package... And now you don't even know me? You said you were going to fuck me."
"First of all, I never said I was going to fuck you." Michelle said in a haughty tone. "In fact I would never fuck a guy like you because I'm way out of your league." Michelle put her hand on her womanly hips and struck a defiant stance. "And you wouldn't even be able to last a minute with a woman like me. So why would I even waste my time on you?" Michelle motioned for the man to go away.
"Fuck you bitch." The guy said growing angry.
Michelle let out a high pitched gasp. "How dare you threaten me!" Michelle said raising her voice. "Can't a woman get a cookie without some gooner trying to fuck me."
"Bruh!" A large guy dressed as a cavemen grabbed the UPS guy by the shoulder.
"Leave her alone." Another guy dressed in a cheap police officer costume said stepping in between Michelle and the guy in the UPS costume.
"It worked!" Michelle squealed in her head before slipping away into the crowd. "I knew that would stir up some white knights." Michelle grinned as she worked her way through the mass of people.
