Seeing her reflection in the slightly dirty bathroom mirror, Jen lets out a short scream. And her voice came out deeper and masculine, as fitted the strange boy she saw in the mirror.
Somehow, she had transormed into a completely different person. Jen was now a 14 year old african-american boy, a bit on the chubby side, with a freshly done buzzcut. He looked ridiculous dressed in her ill fitting cheerleader dress, and his too big feet had broken out of her sneakers... If she weren't absolutely horrified by this, Jen woul have probably laughed at the comical image... but she couldn't really make fun of this boy, after all, she was him! Jen started desperately sobbing, when she heard some noise from behind her. She turns around and sees Kyle emerge from his hiding place behind the toilet stall. Kyle got up to his feet with a satisfied grin on his face, and zipped up his pants. The girl who just finished giving him a blowjob also crept out of hiding and into sight. Jen recognized her. It was Trish, 17 years old, a bit of a slut herself...but why the fuck was she with that loser, Kyle?
"Kyle..." Jenny breaks the awkward silence with her new deeper voice.
"My oh my. Jennifer Smith, is that really you? Ha ha ha"
"What? How can you recognize me? Kyle you freak I swear if you know what the fuck's going on you better start talkin immediately or I swear I'll fuckin smash your face!"
"Oh dear, temper, temper Jenny! Gosh, all that testosterone is already making a big bully boy out of you eh?"
"Whoa, is that like, really Jenny Smith? Like, no way!" Trish interrupts.
"Of course this isn't Jenny, you stupid bimbo, does this look like a white blonde girl to you?"
"Uhm, like, no. Totally not..."
"Exactly. Now come on, get out of here, scram!" Kyle commands and Trish swiftly rushes out of the bathroom, disappearing from sight.
"Allright Jen, sorry about that. Now where were we? Ah yes. Ok I'm going to be straightforward with you. Yes, I know what happened to you. I caused it actually. The curse, remember? "Transform or dare".
Jen slowly shook her(maybe his would be better?) head sideways. "What tha fuck are you talkin about? That curse is bullshit. Now tell me what the fuck you did to me, and tell me fast!" Jen was furious now. She(nah, definitely a He by this point) HE ripped off the ridiculous cheerleader dress off of HIS body and threw the girly thing to the ground, and he stood there naked before Kyle, taking on an aggressive pose with clenched fists. "Tell me what da fuck ya did to me you little shit and tell me how da fuck you did it or I swear I'll beat you up right here!" He growled.
A bit intimidated by the more physically imposing boy, Kyle instinctively raised his hands in a pleading manner. "Hey hey, calm down big boy! I told you, I used the curse!"
"So you're really telling me it's not bullshit?"
"Oh my god Jen, look at you! You were a beautiful 16 year old girl this morning, how do you suppose your metamorphosis into the aggressive, big dicked 14 year old boy I see before me was possibile? Yes the freaking curse is real, and yes I used it on you as revenge for your picking on me."
"Well then change me back ya little bitch, now! I'm feeling a bit weird, I'm scared my actual personality is kinda changing too, this is fucked up!"
"Listen Jen. Here's what we'll do. I have a boy's uniform in my bag that should fit you. Get dressed and come with me to my place, I promise I'll explain everything about your curse. To put you at ease I'll let you know right away that you're not stuck this way, it's not permanent...well, not necessarily I mean...as I said it's a bit complicated. Come on let's get you dress and get to my place.
Jen nodded in agreement and he actually felt himself calming down a bit. He'll soon have his answers. He quietly put on the boxers over his thick black dick and he adjusted his bulge until it felt comfortable. Touching his cock felt actually kinda nice, Jen thought to himself.
Next he put on the socks, the simple black shoes, the grey slacks and the white long sleeved shirt. He buttoned up all the way to his collar and slided the grey and blue tie over his broad shoulders. The new boy fumbled around with his tie a bit, attempting to make a knot, but failed and he was getting a bit frustrated. "Oh who am I kiddin?" He thought to himself, "Why am I not surprised I don't know how ta tie a tie? I was a girl all my life, duh! The only way Jenny Smith is good with neckties is to take em off the guys she sleeps with...the many, many guys she... I, slept with." Jen actually felt a bit of self loathe at the thought.
In the end Kyle helps Jen with the damn tie and then the two of them leave the school. Destination, Kyle's house. Kyle who apparently lived alone...
When they arrive Kyle has Jen sit down and finally speaks. "Okay Jen here we are, away from people who may overhear what I say. Now, as I told you, the curse I put on you is a bit more complex rather than a simple physical transformation..."