Jennifer stood there in shock. Why the fuck would he ask her that? And what was she going to say?
"I choose--" she began.
"Whoops. Sorry, Jen. Time's up! So you're going to get both."
She rolled her eyes. As if it would actually do anything to her.
"Whatever, dweeb. Let's just get this over with and make it good."
"Oh, I will. For your transformation, you will grow a very large, round, fat, pink udder that stores a ton of milk with large, fat teats that store a ton of milk. In the middle is a hole for your vagina. Along with it, your butt will grow wider and wider and slightly upward and a hole will appear. This is where you will lay eggs from. Each time you are milked or lay eggs, you will orgasm. And each time you orgasm, part of your brain will turn into liquid and be absorbed by either your vagina, udder, or egg hole. They will begin to form minds of their own. Once all of your mind is gone, you will be forced to obey your vagina, udder, egg hole, and new master, which is me. You will also no longer talk intelligibly. Instead you will babble like an idiot.
"Your sex drive will match that of a billion rabbits and you will mindlessly fuck anything and everything, including plants, and no one will mind. Everything you fuck impregnates you almost instantly and makes you submissive to them and those like them. Even plants will force you to serve them and you will obey without question. The more you try to resist the urge to fuck something, the more submissive you become to them and the less tolerant you become to climaxing. Each time something impregnates you, your stomach, butt, and udder will swell and will stay swollen even after you give birth to them.
"You will still go to school, but instead of classes, you will be publicly put into stocks and hooked to a milking machine and egg machine. Your udder constantly produces milk and you constantly lay eggs. Anyone can come up to you during the school day and fuck you as much as they want for as long as they want. You will never get an STD and neither will they. When school is done, you will come to my house and be hooked to my milking and egg machines. You will also fuck me with the most passion out of anything else you fuck to show your eternal devotion to me and you will pledge your eternal devotion to me when we fuck. To further show your devotion to me, whenever we fuck, you will bear and birth 7 times the amount of children you've birthed since the curse began, I am one of the only people you trust to touch your teats, you will orgasm 7 times as much and 7 times as intensely as you have since the curse began whenever I squeeze, pull, push on, fondle, pet, caress, tap, kiss, wiggle, poke, prod, brand, punch, bite, suck on, scratch, flick, nudge, step on, lie on, wash, dry, jump on, sit on, rub, tickle, dance on, blow on, finger, or prick your udder and/or your teats, and you will always refer to me as Master.
"You will never age or die or get sick nor will you ever stop producing milk and eggs. Resisting being milked or laying eggs will only cause your milk and eggs to produce much more and much faster. A full udder will feel like a full bladder to you and you will do the pee-pee dance until you agree to be milked or until you leak which will cause you to drool due to the intolerable pleasure leaking makes you feel. When you resist laying eggs, the eggs inside of you will swell to enormous proportions, but they will never break or damage your insides. As for giving birth, your water will break exactly one hour after impregnation, but you will go through all of the mood swings and such as well as the contractions which will either be long or very long depending on how much you resisted the urge to fuck the thing. No one else will remember you as a normal human and will think this is normal except for you and I. For your dare, after your transformation, I dare you to go outside and senselessly fuck anything and everything, go to school, come to my house, fuck me, and then desperately beg me to hook you to the machines, promising to do anything I ask. Also you will use the transform or dare curse on me and transform me into an all-powerful being. And when you hang up the phone, you will forget this conversation ever happened."
Jennifer just stood there in disgust.
"You sick bastard! I'm calling the police to report sexual harassment."
With that, she hung up and was about to press 9.
"Why do I have the phone in my hand?" she asked aloud.
Shrugging she started to finish getting ready when she felt a peculiar sensation.