Vince's weathered face wrinkled in confusion as he tried to process what she was asking him, "Transform or Dare? Is this one of your functions that I didn't know about? I thought you were just a milk machine?"
Jen smiled, "Well yes, I am a milk machine, but before that, I was a student at the high school that you work at."
"Milk Machines can't be students, you're just an appliance!"
"Oh but I was, and you will understand soon enough, because your time is up! Vince, you get both since you didn't answer in time!"
Vince wheeled backwards as she took an imposing step towards him. He fell to the floor looking up at her gigantic breasts and sinister grin.
"For your transformation, you will become a milking machine like me. Your flabby, old man-titties will grow to be the size of my breasts and you will take the hose of this backpack and shove it up your ass so that these cow hormones will spurr on your production of milk. You will still be a man and keep your penis, but whenever you aren't on the job at school, you will crave for the penis of another man inside of you. If you cannot find that penis, you will simply have to leave your backpack hose up in there because you will always need something phallic filling your anus. For your dare, I dare you to go to school and pick up a lunch tray to begin your new job as the school milk machine on Monday morning, but before you do that, you have to tell me to transform or dare and For my transformation, tell me that I will go back to the way I was before Kyle cursed me."
Vince was flabbergasted, none of this made any sense. He tried to stand up and calm down this resilient machine before he felt something. . . odd. He chest felt heavier and stretchy. Looking down he saw that his man-boobs were inflating to the size of beach balls as they sloshed full of milk, his nipples growing larger and longer as they leaked with milk all over his new breasts. With a fearful look of confusion he glanced up at his milk machine before a torrent of thoughts attacked his mind. This wasn't the school's milk machine, this was Jennifer, a student at the high school at which he worked, where HE was the milk machine. He moaned as his breasts continued to inflate and ripple across his chest. Before he could do anything else, and strong power came over him as he croaked out, "Jennifer. . . transform or dare"
She beamed, "Transform please!"
With bated breath, he repeated the predetermined phrase, "For your transformation, you will go back to the way you were before Kyle cursed you."
She smiled. "Thank you very much Milk Machine. I am looking forward to seeing you on Monday!"
The last thing Vince remembered before losing consciousness is watching Jen take his keys off his kitchen counter before stepping out the door and into the night.