"I can transform myself as much as I want now, can't I?" She spoke aloud, giggling. "Oh, of course, the very first thing I need to do is so much better than just transforming myself."
The grin on the girl's face was downright evil at this point. "Transform or Dare," She said to the mirror, before leaning in close. "Both."
"For your transformation, you shall gain the ability to alter yourself or anyone that you can see in any way that you can imagine. It's up to you whether they are able to remember the differences between the world it was before, and the world as it is after the transformation. Most importantly, your transformations will not kill people, unless you actively choose to kill someone, and at the time that you attempt to do so, you will have a message appear in your vision warning you that you are about to kill someone, and you have to actively accept that you are going to kill them to do so."
"And for your dare? No longer shall you be disgusted by the things that you like."
And so... Jennifer became a god.