Jen reached into her backpack and pulled out her pastel pink and yellow notebook and a pen. She started writing frantically as the teacher started the class.
> Hi Jen, this is Jen. This morning someone named Kyle Perkins cursed you with transform or dare. You're bumping nasties with anyone who wants now, but you actually would normally have been just like anyone else.
Jen scooted up the boy she was sitting on to avoid sliding down his slouched form. She gasped and moaned quietly from the movement of his dick this caused. He put his hands on her hips, rubbing her ass under her skirt. Jen continued writing.
> Any time a boy fucks you, you'll suddenly remember again, so please please please fuck lots of boys.
Jen put the back of her pen in her mouth and bit it nervously.
> You gotta transform or dare someone to make you remember. Please don't let me down