"...Transform."
Jen wasn't sure she believed in the curse, but reasoned it would be better to change physically in some small way than to be dared to do whatever Kyle wanted. Of course, she didn't know the full scope of what was possible with the curse, and all she kept imagining was being forced to do something terribly embarrassing, or sexual...or worse. Transformation would be less of a problem, right? She could stay home and it'd wear off...
...Wait, was the curse supposed to wear off?
She heard Kyle breathing heavily into the phone on the other end. "Alright, Jen. I had a couple plans either way, but I'm glad you chose transform. Since you and your friends are such terrible people, I'm going to expose you for the RAT you are."
As he said "rat," Jen couldn't help but wince. It was like the word held some power she'd never felt before.
"Jen, you're going to slowly turn into a rat girl. A disgusting, greasy-furred, horny rat girl." Kyle's every word dripped with vitriol.
"Tail, ears, teeth and all. You're going to be on the outside what you always were inside."
Jen was horrified at what she was hearing. He couldn't do that, could he? The curse couldn't do all that, could it? "T-take it back..." she said quietly. "Listen, Kyle..."
"I wasn't finished," said Kyle. "Also..."